<?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-11245586</id><updated>2011-07-28T19:14:42.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`love me cause i love you.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>308</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-3541204392649909050</id><published>2010-06-30T15:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T15:31:44.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Im back after 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes hurt, I feel sick, I just want to go home and sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Its heart breaking when someone takes your heart,  promises to care for it and then gives it back.....broken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-3541204392649909050?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/3541204392649909050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=3541204392649909050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/3541204392649909050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/3541204392649909050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2010/06/hi-im-back-after-3-years.html' title=''/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-4285167561838586864</id><published>2007-04-15T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T01:04:55.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm stupid? Thanks.</title><content type='html'>I'm stupid?&lt;br /&gt;Thanks :)&lt;br /&gt;Love youuuuuuuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, only stupid people waste time spamming others blog cause they don't have one of their own. In other words, their just jealous. Who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary of yesterday = Jurong stadium, sports meet, sunburnt, erratic weather, saw some primary school friends, dramatic stuffs that happened, long mrt rides, kbox, lots of fun, photos, parkway parade, Bedok, KFC, home. Oh, and I saw Jing Fang! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this blog is fucking deserted. Ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live up to your first impression.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-4285167561838586864?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/4285167561838586864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=4285167561838586864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/4285167561838586864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/4285167561838586864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-stupid-thanks.html' title='I&apos;m stupid? Thanks.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-1384218407606166508</id><published>2007-04-09T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T01:09:27.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fainty</title><content type='html'>Fuck, I hate this fainty feeling.&lt;br /&gt;My head's spinning and I'm feeling hot and cold.&lt;br /&gt;A thousand "oh-my-god" can't make me stop feeling like this. OHwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this certain individual out there,&lt;br /&gt;I think you're a lil overrated.&lt;br /&gt;Why do you have to make a big deal out of everything?&lt;br /&gt;AND PLEASE, you didn't fucking wait for us for 1 hour plus. You only waited for like, say, 5-15 mins, and you left because you felt pissed. Why do you have to be so worked up? Germs can sit there and wait for us for 1 hour and why can't you? Besides, you were with your girlfriend. I don't see any reasons why you'd feel lonely waiting. It wouldn't fucking kill you to just go and walk around with your girlfriend right.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck. I feel like showing you the damned finger now.&lt;br /&gt;ANDDDD it's not like we 'pang-seh' you. We didn't, cause we went. You were the one who didn't wanted to wait. So please don't point fingers at us any old how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Have he talked to you guys?"&lt;br /&gt;"Ya. He talked to all of us already. Haven't he talked to you yet?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, and I couldn't care less"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I seriously don't give two cents about your fucked up attitude. Don't want to talk? Then don't. I don't give a shit about you wanting to speak to me, or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I know your secret. A really dirty secret. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of all this.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's the fact that I curse too much that's why I'm feeling all giddy now.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-1384218407606166508?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/1384218407606166508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=1384218407606166508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/1384218407606166508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/1384218407606166508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2007/04/fainty.html' title='Fainty'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-6179125930154602164</id><published>2007-04-01T20:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T20:49:17.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all about you.</title><content type='html'>I feel deliriously happy (:&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe it's cause I had such a great day yesterday with germ, CC &amp; gang.&lt;br /&gt;AND I HAD&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; CARAMEL FRAP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;Wheets~ Caramel frap, my love :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say, but sometimes I really doubt what you say.&lt;br /&gt;What happened to my best friend? Man..&lt;br /&gt;Paranoia? Yeah, I don't deny I'm one.&lt;br /&gt;It's all about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I don't think i'll be blogging in here for long.&lt;br /&gt;Going somewhere better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048438178253297618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="185" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkCpsaPyZgs/Rg-nxn1O19I/AAAAAAAAACM/Kqew8poGOjA/s200/31032007342.jpg" width="221" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I watched &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The number 23&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Meet the Robinsons&lt;/span&gt; already :)&lt;/p&gt;Undertherain, I mourn..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-6179125930154602164?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/6179125930154602164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=6179125930154602164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/6179125930154602164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/6179125930154602164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-all-about-you.html' title='It&apos;s all about you.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkCpsaPyZgs/Rg-nxn1O19I/AAAAAAAAACM/Kqew8poGOjA/s72-c/31032007342.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-1422426515854754714</id><published>2007-03-23T17:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T17:26:51.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The assholes we fall for.</title><content type='html'>To quote from Gem, " The assholes we fall for.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm going to change blog link soon. Heard that all blogs addresses with hypens (-) are going to be deleted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi germ here:D&lt;br /&gt;yay! lol .&lt;br /&gt;gin busy taking photos.&lt;br /&gt;im bored. i got nothing t do here):&lt;br /&gt;i dont know everyone here worSXZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go, love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-1422426515854754714?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/1422426515854754714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=1422426515854754714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/1422426515854754714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/1422426515854754714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2007/03/assholes-we-fall-for.html' title='The assholes we fall for.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-8566718540561209147</id><published>2007-03-19T19:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T19:01:38.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anything but ordinary</title><content type='html'>Avril Lavigne - Anything But Ordinary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I get so weird&lt;br /&gt;I even freak myself out&lt;br /&gt;I laugh myself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;It's my lullaby&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I drive so fast&lt;br /&gt;Just to feel the danger&lt;br /&gt;I wanna scream&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough to love?&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough to breath?&lt;br /&gt;Somebody rip my heart out&lt;br /&gt;And leave me here to bleed&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough to die?&lt;br /&gt;Somebody save my life&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be anything but ordinary please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To walk within the lines&lt;br /&gt;Would make my life so boring&lt;br /&gt;I want to know that I have been to the extreme&lt;br /&gt;So knock me off my feet&lt;br /&gt;Come on now give it to me&lt;br /&gt;Anything to make me feel alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough to love?&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough to breath?&lt;br /&gt;Somebody rip my heart out&lt;br /&gt;And leave me here to bleed&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough to die?&lt;br /&gt;Somebody save my life&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be anything but ordinary please&lt;br /&gt;I'd rahter be anything but ordinary please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let down your defences&lt;br /&gt;Use no common sense&lt;br /&gt;If you look you will see that this world is a beautiful accident turbulent suculent opulent permanent, no way I wanna taste it&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna waste it away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I get so weird&lt;br /&gt;I even freak myself out&lt;br /&gt;I laugh my self to sleep&lt;br /&gt;It's my lullaby&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough?&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough?&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough to breath?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody rip my heart out&lt;br /&gt;And leave me here to bleed&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough to die?&lt;br /&gt;Somebody save my life&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be anything but ordinary please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough?&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough to die?&lt;br /&gt;Somebody save my life&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be anything but ordinary please&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be anything but ordinary please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-8566718540561209147?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/8566718540561209147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=8566718540561209147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/8566718540561209147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/8566718540561209147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2007/03/anything-but-ordinary.html' title='Anything but ordinary'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-183873297610929586</id><published>2007-03-18T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T18:24:29.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures for now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkCpsaPyZgs/Rf0EQyKwr-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/sVWrTN1X8ps/s1600-h/14032007164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043191844116148194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkCpsaPyZgs/Rf0EQyKwr-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/sVWrTN1X8ps/s320/14032007164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkCpsaPyZgs/Rf0ERCKwr_I/AAAAAAAAABE/6qK-NYc3JkQ/s1600-h/14032007165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043191848411115506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkCpsaPyZgs/Rf0ERCKwr_I/AAAAAAAAABE/6qK-NYc3JkQ/s320/14032007165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkCpsaPyZgs/Rf0ERSKwsAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gogQqyuqtLI/s1600-h/17032007010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043191852706082818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkCpsaPyZgs/Rf0ERSKwsAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gogQqyuqtLI/s320/17032007010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043201585101975570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkCpsaPyZgs/Rf0NHyKwsBI/AAAAAAAAABU/sR5ds_j5zfQ/s320/17032007014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043208220826447986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkCpsaPyZgs/Rf0TKCKwsHI/AAAAAAAAACE/Ttnl8QVA0OE/s320/ThreeBestFriends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043201795555373090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkCpsaPyZgs/Rf0NUCKwsCI/AAAAAAAAABc/ZmYiUTS402Y/s320/17032007020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043207232983969874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkCpsaPyZgs/Rf0SQiKwsFI/AAAAAAAAAB0/EPr-6k9qq2I/s320/17032007024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043207237278937186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkCpsaPyZgs/Rf0SQyKwsGI/AAAAAAAAAB8/o2wxDWbLu-A/s320/jin%26i_+so+glam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Photos for now :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Update again when Kevin decides to send me the photos.&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/11245586-183873297610929586?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/183873297610929586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=183873297610929586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/183873297610929586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/183873297610929586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2007/03/pictures-for-now.html' title='Pictures for now'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkCpsaPyZgs/Rf0EQyKwr-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/sVWrTN1X8ps/s72-c/14032007164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-9126509655979575720</id><published>2007-03-13T16:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T16:45:15.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Back Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041318262143579122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkCpsaPyZgs/RfZcP9bB8_I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Zpg-9BtL13M/s400/TBS(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041317841236784082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkCpsaPyZgs/RfZb3dbB89I/AAAAAAAAAAk/vMWoUmCYq3s/s320/TBSposter(2).gif" border="0" /&gt;If only they'd come to Singapore, I'll go to their concert for sure. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love it whenever they come to my house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The noise we made, the fun we had. I miss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've known you for 6 years (or 7?), &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the number of times you came to my house was.. countless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Played together since we were young.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I missed the time when my brother, you and I sat on the bed laughing at the littlest thing. Those were the time :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just a silly crush, ha ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I can't wait to go to class chalet and Nik's chalet tomorrow :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy? We'll see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That ambiguous relationship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;In your eyes, I've lost my place.&lt;/span&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/11245586-9126509655979575720?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/9126509655979575720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=9126509655979575720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/9126509655979575720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/9126509655979575720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2007/03/taking-back-sunday.html' title='Taking Back Sunday'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkCpsaPyZgs/RfZcP9bB8_I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Zpg-9BtL13M/s72-c/TBS(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-2501631200585401034</id><published>2007-03-13T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T16:06:10.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this photo :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkCpsaPyZgs/RfWBUNbB88I/AAAAAAAAAAc/na0zSf5kRdM/s1600-h/Picture+011(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041077542111540162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkCpsaPyZgs/RfWBUNbB88I/AAAAAAAAAAc/na0zSf5kRdM/s320/Picture+011(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this photo and I don't know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so happy looking at it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-2501631200585401034?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/2501631200585401034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=2501631200585401034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/2501631200585401034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/2501631200585401034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title='I love this photo :)'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkCpsaPyZgs/RfWBUNbB88I/AAAAAAAAAAc/na0zSf5kRdM/s72-c/Picture+011(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-117189302451302746</id><published>2007-02-19T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T22:00:58.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16th chinese new year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; ..&lt;br /&gt;pain that stays&lt;br /&gt;fever that doesn't want to go away&lt;br /&gt;agony of not being able to taste good food when everyone around you is tasting them&lt;br /&gt;frequent (troublesome) visits to toilets&lt;br /&gt;number of pills to swallow (western doctor) &amp; 2 dosage of chinese medicine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate going to bed on an empty stomach :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm back :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-117189302451302746?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/117189302451302746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=117189302451302746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/117189302451302746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/117189302451302746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2007/02/16th-chinese-new-year.html' title='16th chinese new year'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-117163837892882170</id><published>2007-02-16T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T23:06:18.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feverrr but recovering :)</title><content type='html'>Sorry CY, made you wait for so long and in the end we couldn't go anywhere. You know I love you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down with fever 2 days before CNY, just my luck.&lt;br /&gt;Have I had known, I would choose not to go to school today. Baaahhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling cold and hot at the same time. Brrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-117163837892882170?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/117163837892882170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=117163837892882170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/117163837892882170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/117163837892882170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2007/02/feverrr-but-recovering.html' title='Feverrr but recovering :)'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-117153608479839528</id><published>2007-02-15T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T21:38:16.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Emo' photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/1600/977490/SP_A1194-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/320/589534/SP_A1194-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, is enough to kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;BLUE&lt;/span&gt;, I received a text from &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JOEL&lt;/span&gt;. Yes Joel, we should meet up real soon :D I'm sorry I wasn't able to join you guys on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thanks &lt;/span&gt;YANG&lt;/span&gt;, for those messages that reminds me of the importance of being &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; :) And, don't forget that being botak is being cool ;)&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;ZJ&lt;/span&gt; came back from shaolin temple already, LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to tomorrow and saturday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go, :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-117153608479839528?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/117153608479839528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=117153608479839528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/117153608479839528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/117153608479839528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2007/02/emo-photo.html' title='&apos;Emo&apos; photo'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-117110755837218422</id><published>2007-02-10T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T19:39:18.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting go of you</title><content type='html'>Why haven't you bothered to explain to me?&lt;br /&gt;I might be smiling, but who says I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was hell&lt;br /&gt;But today I'm fine without you&lt;br /&gt;Run away this time without you&lt;br /&gt;All I ever thought you'd be&lt;br /&gt;That face is tearing holes in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the things you put me through&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding on, by &lt;strong&gt;letting go of you&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-117110755837218422?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/117110755837218422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=117110755837218422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/117110755837218422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/117110755837218422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2007/02/letting-go-of-you.html' title='Letting go of you'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-117103639019021282</id><published>2007-02-09T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T00:03:47.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A whole load of crap.</title><content type='html'>I'm so proud of you, love :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally met up with Cher Ying, Foo and ZY after &lt;em&gt;soooo&lt;/em&gt; long :D And I haven't watch any movies for quite some time already, too bad Foo and ZY had to choose ' The Unseeable '. We thought it was just some chinese show but it turns out to be some thai horror flick. Ahhhhhh, I will never watch any more horror flicks. Horror flicks aren't suitable for the faint-hearted, haha. I still remember the last horror flick I caught was ' The Grudge 2 ', and I couldn't sleep for 3 days. Anyway, I'm so glad I got to meet up with CY, Foo and ZY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross country this year wasn't as memorable as last year's one, but still, it was good I guess? 4S is Unicorn class = Im a Unicorn-ean = NO WAY = I WANT TO BE IN DRAGON! Actually, it makes not much of a difference, ha. If only cross country was held in bedok reservoir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I met up with babe V in the evening :)&lt;br /&gt;" I don't think we can use a certain term to describe our friendship, terms like 'best friends' are just words to link two parties up, but you can't really define how close or how good friends we are. Like, if I were to say someone and I are extremely close friends, am I suppose to say that the person is my ' bestest bestest bestest bestest best friend ' ? "&lt;br /&gt;Humans being hyprocritical is inevitable. How hard will you try to fit in and get into the 'popular' group in school? How many lies will you tell just to fit into that certain group? And how fake can one be just to get into that certain group. Why not be yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just suddenly struck me that almost all my friends are going to graduate this year. The thought of them leaving makes me want to run over to them and give them a hug, even those whom I haven't talk to for a long time. 204 more days to N levels, 1 year and 204 more days to O levels ( I think), oh my god, how time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bytheway, did I mention? I'm so proud of you, bro :D I feel so happy for you. LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am moving on just fine.&lt;br /&gt;You must be moving on better?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't look so sad, cause tomorrow is a happy day :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-117103639019021282?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/117103639019021282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=117103639019021282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/117103639019021282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/117103639019021282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2007/02/whole-load-of-crap.html' title='A whole load of crap.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-117050830501910404</id><published>2007-02-03T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T21:11:45.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Synergy for you :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/654582/4Synergy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/699591/Picture%20012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/1600/857140/Picture%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/128025/Picture%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/234542/Picture%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/181137/Picture%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/191901/4Synergy%20birthday%20cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/680101/4Synergy%20jan.feb%20babes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/703531/4Synergy%20jan.feb%20babes%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday babes.&lt;br /&gt;4 Synergy for you :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-117050830501910404?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/117050830501910404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=117050830501910404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/117050830501910404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/117050830501910404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2007/02/4-synergy-for-you.html' title='4 Synergy for you :)'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-116998434482194614</id><published>2007-01-28T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T19:39:04.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Littlest things</title><content type='html'>Dreams of me and you&lt;br /&gt;It seems&lt;br /&gt;That I can't shake those memories&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you feel the same way too&lt;br /&gt;The littlest things that take me there&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds lame but its so true&lt;br /&gt;I know its not right, but it seems unfair&lt;br /&gt;That the things remind me of you&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish we could just pretend&lt;br /&gt;Even if for only one weekend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-116998434482194614?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/116998434482194614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=116998434482194614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116998434482194614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116998434482194614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2007/01/littlest-things.html' title='Littlest things'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-116989018774451340</id><published>2007-01-27T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T17:32:59.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams.</title><content type='html'>Awaking to find what you said wasn't true,&lt;br /&gt;and to think that I was happy during that point of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-116989018774451340?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/116989018774451340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=116989018774451340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116989018774451340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116989018774451340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2007/01/dreams.html' title='Dreams.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-116972110559591455</id><published>2007-01-25T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T19:36:33.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid weather = stupid mosquitoes</title><content type='html'>What's with the weather lately? Sunny, rainy, sunny, rainy. And because it's raining like every other day, there's so many mosquitoes around. Screw the mosquitoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark, I want Stitchy back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel a weakness coming on&lt;br /&gt;Never felt so good to be so wrong&lt;br /&gt;Had my heart on lockdown&lt;br /&gt;And then you turned me around&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling like a new born child&lt;br /&gt;Every time I get a chance to see you smile&lt;br /&gt;It's not complicated&lt;br /&gt;I was so jaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd still have to say that I absolutely love English &amp; Chinese lesson. The rest of the lessons pretty much bore me out. First row ain't the best seats after all. We'll have to look awake all the time, focused and interested. With weathers like this nowadays, I feel so tired always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss 3Synergy :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont get over you getting over me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'll pretend like the way you did..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-116972110559591455?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/116972110559591455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=116972110559591455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116972110559591455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116972110559591455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2007/01/stupid-weather-stupid-mosquitoes.html' title='Stupid weather = stupid mosquitoes'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-116947427333524643</id><published>2007-01-22T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T22:00:54.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iPod nano.... :(</title><content type='html'>I think I'm too dependent on my iPod. Now without it, I'm so not used to it :( I want my nano backkkkk :(((&lt;br /&gt;Quekquek say he lost his iPod nano in class too, ahh. What to do? Our class have theives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I feel so accomplished lately :) I did maths TYS today, finished all my homework last week and handed in, bla :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I just found out I shouldn't be in this class. I have no idea why I didn't get into the other class either. 24 ; NOT good enough for them? Or is it that the teachers are just too bias? Its not like I didnt work my ass off for it.. Its one thing I don't undertstand about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll show them that I'll ace all subjects :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English and Chinese lessons are the most look-forward-to lessons :D Time just past too quickly during english and chinese class. Okay, during english class, its so much faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll pretend that I didn't see you, like the way you pretend that you didn't see me. I'll pretend that I don't know you, like the way you pretend that you didnt know me. I'll pretend that none of these had happen, like the way how you seem so nonchalant about every single thing.&lt;br /&gt;I'll pretend that I don't care..&lt;br /&gt;I'll pretend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, now I'm emo-shitting in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;No more F words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-116947427333524643?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/116947427333524643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=116947427333524643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116947427333524643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116947427333524643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2007/01/ipod-nano.html' title='iPod nano.... :('/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-116921024048073225</id><published>2007-01-19T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T20:37:20.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck you.</title><content type='html'>Didn't your parents taught you not to take things that don't belong to you? Didn't your parents taught you not to touch other people's stuffs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had just asked, I would have lend it to you. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You dont have to resort to stealing it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuen seem so happy that I've lost my iPod nano -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you, for stealing my nano.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-116921024048073225?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/116921024048073225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=116921024048073225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116921024048073225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116921024048073225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2007/01/fuck-you.html' title='Fuck you.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-116868236293888511</id><published>2007-01-13T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T18:43:17.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/1600/794163/Picture%20031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/443619/Picture%20031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/562967/Picture%20012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/902125/Picture%20030.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/732844/Picture%20027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/409454/Picture%20014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="298" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/320/688640/Picture%20011.jpg" width="209" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="182" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/320/405781/Picture%20012.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/560876/Picture%20028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/732545/Picture%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/969950/Picture%20059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/870580/Picture%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/42866/Picture%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/736664/Picture%20029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/25953/Picture%20022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/111708/Picture%20060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/882817/Picture%20046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/775514/Picture%20041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/953894/Picture%20041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; LOVE (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-116868236293888511?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/116868236293888511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=116868236293888511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116868236293888511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116868236293888511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2007/01/love.html' title='Love.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-116807858155850008</id><published>2007-01-06T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T16:33:55.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to save a life</title><content type='html'>Step one you say we need to talk&lt;br /&gt;He walks you say sit down it's just a talk&lt;br /&gt;He smiles politely back at you&lt;br /&gt;You stare politely right on through&lt;br /&gt;Some sort of window to your right&lt;br /&gt;As he goes left and you stay right&lt;br /&gt;Between the lines of fear and blame&lt;br /&gt;And you begin to wonder why you came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;br /&gt;And I would have stayed up with you all night&lt;br /&gt;Had I known how to save a life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let him know that you know best&lt;br /&gt;Cause after all you do know best&lt;br /&gt;Try to slip past his defense&lt;br /&gt;Without granting innocence&lt;br /&gt;Lay down a list of what is wrongT&lt;br /&gt;he things you've told him all along&lt;br /&gt;And pray to God he hears you&lt;br /&gt;As he begins to raise his voice&lt;br /&gt;You lower yours and grant him one last choice&lt;br /&gt;Drive until you lose the road&lt;br /&gt;Or break with the ones you've followed&lt;br /&gt;He will do one of two things&lt;br /&gt;He will admit to everything&lt;br /&gt;Or he'll say he's just not the same&lt;br /&gt;And you'll begin to wonder why you came&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-116807858155850008?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/116807858155850008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=116807858155850008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116807858155850008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116807858155850008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2007/01/how-to-save-life.html' title='How to save a life'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-116750377725702731</id><published>2006-12-31T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T18:07:13.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss..</title><content type='html'>/edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss jasminny&lt;br /&gt;I miss sylvia&lt;br /&gt;I miss yuan li&lt;br /&gt;I miss cadence&lt;br /&gt;I miss jing kai&lt;br /&gt;I miss germaine&lt;br /&gt;I miss potter&lt;br /&gt;I miss markny&lt;br /&gt;I miss ianny&lt;br /&gt;I miss annop&lt;br /&gt;I miss everyone, but you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WENT OUT WITH VANESSA ON SATURDAY! :D Wow, we're like the coolest people ever :) Wooo. AND I GOT A NEW IPOD NANO, seems like Apple Service Centre decided to refund one to me. "Don't mind missing the last bus home if I have my iPod Nano with me" - Sylvia&lt;br /&gt;After so long, it still feels weird to sleep alone but nevermind, my maid's coming back tomorrow :D&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, I think I won't stay up for tonight's countdown. My eyes are closing already. Can't believe 2006 is almost already over :( It's been a good year though. (Sleeping through the countdown aint the best way to celebrate new year, ha ha) Ok, I think I will go to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARC! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR IN ADVANCE! :))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-116750377725702731?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/116750377725702731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=116750377725702731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116750377725702731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116750377725702731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-miss.html' title='I miss..'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-116706302354029875</id><published>2006-12-26T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T00:44:42.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day :D</title><content type='html'>After renting DVD/VCDs from VideoEZY, we lunched in Sakae Sushi :D Then we took a bus to Clara's brother's house. Trust me, his house is like, WOW. Anyway, while watching the discs we rented, we ordered pizza! Andandand, out of the 7 movies we rented, we only managed to watch 2. Watching VCDs/DVD, eating pizza and slacking at someone's house ain't the best way to spend christmas but it's still good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We = Xinyi, Clara, Reuben, Lincoln and I.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-116706302354029875?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/116706302354029875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=116706302354029875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116706302354029875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116706302354029875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-day-d.html' title='Christmas Day :D'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-116705668397164308</id><published>2006-12-25T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T22:24:43.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-116705668397164308?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/116705668397164308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=116705668397164308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116705668397164308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116705668397164308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-116686049942183975</id><published>2006-12-23T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T15:54:59.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long for the past</title><content type='html'>Had a chat with Wei Choy yesterday and found out that we were both longing for the past. Wishing that life was still as peaceful as it was, like a couple of years back. Saw Eugene in the Apple Service centre yesterday. Felt like time stopped and went back to 2004. Only this time, we just smiled and say hi to each other. There are no words left to speak. He still looks pretty much the same to me, the guy who once made me felt &lt;em&gt;so happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, that was two years back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprised with the "O".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-116686049942183975?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/116686049942183975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=116686049942183975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116686049942183975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116686049942183975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/12/long-for-past.html' title='Long for the past'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-116685901446352505</id><published>2006-12-23T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T15:30:14.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iPod Nano spoilt :(</title><content type='html'>iPod Nano spoilt :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-116685901446352505?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/116685901446352505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=116685901446352505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116685901446352505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116685901446352505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/12/ipod-nano-spoilt.html' title='iPod Nano spoilt :('/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-116608924180669362</id><published>2006-12-14T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T17:40:44.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dinner with Proj-teens + Samuel and the Halogen foundation people was great. Let the photos do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="139" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/489986/Picture%20015.jpg" width="187" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="125" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/74179/Picture%20017.jpg" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="157" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/393892/Picture%20018.jpg" width="144" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="146" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/71002/Picture%20020.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="137" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/763677/Picture%20023.jpg" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="173" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/986068/Picture%20027.jpg" width="132" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="142" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/163514/Picture%20040.jpg" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="190" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/457428/Picture%20043.jpg" width="148" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="194" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/768373/Picture%20046.jpg" width="141" border="0" /&gt;The rest went home while Lincoln, Xinyi and I stayed behind to watch The Holiday at 12.20am. Movie ended at 2.40am and I only reached home at 3+am. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Class BBQ photos :&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="142" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/475966/Picture%20058.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="182" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/307602/Picture%20029.jpg" width="136" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/52918/Picture%20022.jpg" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="146" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/347653/Picture%20036.jpg" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="138" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/545924/Picture%20056.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/490383/Picture%20030.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="143" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/26853/Picture%20021.jpg" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="145" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/951692/Picture%20065.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="153" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/20283/Picture%20060.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt;Don't feel like posting all of the pictures. Anyway, went out with Vanessa on Tuesday and John on Wednesday :) &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="144" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/953148/Picture%20074.jpg" width="191" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="188" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4868/904/200/788460/DSC00739.jpg" width="144" border="0" /&gt;Brother :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SEPTEMBER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Active and dynamic. Decisive and haste but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people's problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Usually you have many friends. Enjoys to make love. Emotional. Stubborn. Hasty. Good memory. Moving, motivates oneself and others. Loves to travel and explore. Sometimes sexy in a way that only their lover can understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY JAMES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all for now. Good bye folks :) Love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-116608924180669362?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/116608924180669362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=116608924180669362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116608924180669362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116608924180669362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/12/dinner-with-proj-teens-samuel-and.html' title=''/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-116565276995527808</id><published>2006-12-09T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T17:20:37.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from long hiatus.</title><content type='html'>Hello world! I'm back from the outside world :)&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know, my blog's not dead yet :) Just that I haven't really come online for 1 month and manymany days already. November's have been a busy month. Leadership competition, Expo food fair, PSL camp, PSL meetings and some other stuffs but I can't remember exactly what I did during November.&lt;br /&gt;December was slightly ... Caught tons of movies, outings with cousins and friends, PSL meetings, music lessons, blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class BBQ on thursday was awesome! Almost everyone turned upppp :D Too much food for us to eat. Sad to hear that John's leaving our school :( He's my Korean hero! LOL. We took loads of photos and Shirley, Vanessa and I made some stupid videos. Haha. Photos will be up soon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go out soon, dinner with some of the PSLs and Halogen Foundation people at Orchard :D&lt;br /&gt;My maid is going back to Philliphines tomorrow and I hope she'll come back soon cause I don't want to sleep alone. Rawrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply to tags :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gem&lt;/strong&gt; - You said it. We are cool. Haha! That's why we can stay in there for so long :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vany&lt;/strong&gt; - Nah. My blog's not dead, just .. deserted? Lol. Thanks anyway :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daneil&lt;/strong&gt; - Hello :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..&lt;/strong&gt; - Why do you want to know? Why should I tell an anonymous anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Max&lt;/strong&gt; - Once again, my blog is not dead. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yuan &lt;/strong&gt;- LAAAAAAAA.HAAAAAAAAA.HEEEEEEEEE. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Syl&lt;/strong&gt; - Yuan comes to a virtual world looking for food? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-116565276995527808?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/116565276995527808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=116565276995527808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116565276995527808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116565276995527808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/12/back-from-long-hiatus.html' title='Back from long hiatus.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-116257519989738315</id><published>2006-11-04T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T01:36:01.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying sorry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;All I can do is to say &lt;strong&gt;IM SORRY, &lt;/strong&gt;Lek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-116257519989738315?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/116257519989738315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=116257519989738315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116257519989738315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116257519989738315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/11/saying-sorry.html' title='Saying sorry.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-116249815872799695</id><published>2006-11-03T04:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T04:09:18.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its 4 in the fucking morning.</title><content type='html'>Its 4 in the fucking morning.&lt;br /&gt;What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems?&lt;br /&gt;Good night for me and good morning people! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-116249815872799695?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/116249815872799695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=116249815872799695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116249815872799695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116249815872799695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-4-in-fucking-morning.html' title='Its 4 in the fucking morning.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-116244647475221046</id><published>2006-11-02T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T14:43:06.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PHOTOS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/1600/Picture%20164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/1600/Picture%20200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/1600/Picture%20253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/1600/Picture%20258.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20258.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/1600/Picture%20029.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20029.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/1600/Picture%20027.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20027.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/1600/Picture%20024.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20024.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/1600/Picture%20014.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20014.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/1600/Picture%20015.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20015.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/1600/Picture%20031.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20031.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More photos at photobucket.&lt;br /&gt;Check out the photos at &lt;a href="http://shakli-batahat.blogspot.com"&gt;http://shakli-batahat.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://duriansahoy.blogspot.com"&gt;http://duriansahoy.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt; Yee See's blog or go to Tze Hern's blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-116244647475221046?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/116244647475221046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=116244647475221046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116244647475221046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116244647475221046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/11/photos.html' title='PHOTOS!'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-116219310215819510</id><published>2006-10-30T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T16:14:11.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Many, many things :D</title><content type='html'>JK's crying now cause I'm hogging onto his computer.&lt;br /&gt;"RUBBISH!", he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm in JK's house using his computer to kill time. Going to spend 1 hour here while waiting for Lina, Annop, Sabri and the rest. There's other soccer courts around, but don't know why they want to kick soccer at the soccer court near Feng Shan Primary. We went to Tampines Mall for lunch and cab back to Bedok. Waste of time and waste of money. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have been trying to update for the past 2 days. But blogger was so conked up and I couldn't update anything at all. Been blogging at the other side (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll just copy&amp;paste from there&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;28th October 2006&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back after 10 days with the Israelis. Haven’t had enough time for blogging :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY SHIRLEY! :D&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY VINCENT! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both mum and dad bought new phones today, my brother have got new hand phone plan and I'm going to get an iPod Nano :D And did I mention that my mum bought her Sony Ericsson w800i a few months back and now she traded that phone for Nokia 5300 which also has the same function as her Sony Ericsson phone. And, her W800i is not even 1 year old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with bestie yesterday and we went to watch THE PRESTIGE. Before meeting bestie, went out with two of my primary school friends. Caught DEAD OR ALIVE. Yes, I finally told bestie everything. I even showed him the messages. Phew. Even if only one small load of chunk got lifted from my heart, I feel much more happier :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like I'm on unlucky streak or something. Firstly, I failed 2 subjects and I couldn't get into the through train program. And secondly, I didn't get the job I wanted. I wanted to work in Golden Village but the school sent me to Play&amp;amp;Learn instead. But Play&amp;Learn might not be that bad after all :D I'm excited! Woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be spending first three weeks of November in school, for remedials and meetings. And there's leadership competition in the first week. There's job attachment. Remedials are from 30th October to 17 November and it is compulsory. OMG, I can't believe there's actually remedial for Art and there is no remedials for Physics and Chemistry. What the hell? That's so dumb. I would rather exchange Art remedials for Physics and Chemistry remedials. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;AND there is "re-examinations for sec 3 students who have not performed well".&lt;br /&gt;AND I'm going to Hong Kong on the last week of November. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;My November is so packed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt just called to say that we'll be going to Australia; Gold Coast and Sydney on December 6th. Since its summer now, in Australia, maybe we'll go surfing or something like that. Wooo! I can't wait :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the Israelis. They are a great bunch of people :D&lt;br /&gt;The Israelis went home on Thursday night. Most of the hosts couldn't bare to see their buddies leave and almost everybody was crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;The point is we had gained a lot of experience during this exchange program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Like what Mor said, the tolerance between us, though some might not like each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;We were similar in ways and different in ways too,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;gaoning &amp; I once couldn't stand it, and we were pissed, but all was well again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;At least we learned something from this exchange program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;We must learn to accept people for who they are." - An extract from Yee See's blog.&lt;br /&gt;Yee See is going to send me 447 pictures. Hah! There's much more from other people's camera and all. LOL. My hand phone alone contains around 270 pictures taken during the 10 days we spent with them.&lt;br /&gt;We went all over Singapore. We went to Sentosa, Asian Civilisation Museum, Kranji War Memorial.. blablablah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;I love the Israeli Exchange program&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;Got to know other &lt;u&gt;Temasekians&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;RACHEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; - I think we both look pretty much alike :D Yes, and I loveeeee her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;THET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; - Always see her on bus 60 in the morning and I didn't know who she was! We used to walk past each other with out smiling or whatever but now we're really good friends :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;YEE SEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; - YeeS, know her through Wilfred. But get to know her better when we were in the exchange program. This girl damn cute J She has chubby cheeks and braces! And, I use to think that she's in photography club cause she has great photography skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;GAO NING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; - YaEE. Sister (or brother?) of Yair. And their child will be "EE-ER". SCANDAL! SCANDAL! :D My husband. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;RENU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; - Pretty girl who cries gracefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;SAMANTHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; - Nice girl with big house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;TZE HERN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; - He thinks that I'm "15 with a mentality of 3"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;MARK - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Friends for 3 years and only got to know him better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;PRASANTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;LINCOLN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;JASMINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;TRICIA ANN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;TZI YING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;JULIAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;BOON HONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;LIANG WEI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;SYDNIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;SU ING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the &lt;u&gt;Israelis&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;KARIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; - MY PRETTY PRETTY BUDDY :D She's the best of all (like duh?) I'm thankful that I've gotten her as my buddy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;TAMIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; - MY LOVE ONE. Always giving hugs and singing :) He knows a lot of English songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;OPAL -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Coolest girl in the group. She wears a cap everyday. The only girl who I've known who can skate with skateboards and she plays guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;YAIR - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The only one who's turning 16 this year but still acts like a kid :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;GAL - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;BOYFRIEND! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;ROY - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Scandal! Shocking blue eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;YARDEN - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;B&amp;J ice-cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;ARIEL - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Future model-to-be. She's really really pretty :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;ITAY - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Those aqua eyes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;MOR - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;JinJit! I love the colour of her hair! It's RED. The only red head in the whole group&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;JEDA -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Small and tiny with a wide smile :D Her hair is FULL OF CURLS, and it's natural. She sings well too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;ROTEM - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He looks like any boy who hits the gym 3 times a week. Those guys who do sports, eg; swimming, cycling.. blablah. But he actually reads "girly" comics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;TOHAR - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;She's in the gifted class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;HADAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; - Tall, beautiful and nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;SOPHIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; - She skipped grade! OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;DANA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;YUVAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;RONI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;DANIEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; (Pronounced as Danielle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO GO TO ISRAEL NEXT YEAR! :D&lt;br /&gt;Go to www.shakli-batahat.blogspot.com :)&lt;br /&gt;FYI, shakli batahat means kiss my ass in hebrew :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll upload the photos as soon as possible :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;29th October 2006&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I BOUGHT MY IPOD NANO ALREADY :D&lt;br /&gt;IT'S WHITE AND IT'S COOL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Back to 30th October 2006 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;Okay, I'm going down to meet them and go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't know why he didn't join us for lunch just now, but I guess it's okay. Sent him a text asking him why but he didn't reply. Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Going to find job with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; tomorrow! Yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He seems nonchalent about all that have happen. Gosh, I hate him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-116219310215819510?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/116219310215819510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=116219310215819510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116219310215819510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116219310215819510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/10/many-many-things-d.html' title='Many, many things :D'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-116213277706844970</id><published>2006-10-29T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T22:39:37.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iPod Nano!</title><content type='html'>I BOUGHT MY IPOD NANO ALREADY :D&lt;br /&gt;IT'S WHITE AND IT'S COOL :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-116213277706844970?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/116213277706844970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=116213277706844970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116213277706844970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116213277706844970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/10/ipod-nano.html' title='iPod Nano!'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-116105825084801091</id><published>2006-10-17T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T19:27:43.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Having fun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woke up at late, so I decided not to go school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20001.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is how badly I've screwed my Art exam. Looks more like a 5 year old kid's work. &lt;p align="left"&gt;Watched SCOOP with Gem and Nikolas last week. We were bitching about those "iilurbbeeux w0rhhsx" kind of people. We kept laughing in the train and people kept turning around to look at us. Gosh, I think that they think that we're insane. But it's alright. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/1600/Picture%20002.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20002.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20003.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20005.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the beach with Vany and Shir on Sunday. Wanted to rollerblade at first but we change our mind and went for cycling. Ha. New eyecandy. We made an illegal U-turn and cut into the grasses, then, I dont know what happened but Vany and I just collided. I didn't hear Vany scream before, but when we banged into each other, she started screaming like some mad banshee and so did I. Haha. Luckily Shir and Vany managed to get some tissue from a couple. Phew. Shir took some pictures and a video of us and Vany and I were laughing like mad. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My leg.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Vany's leg. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We got up and started riding again, and we kinda like met this young kid with blond hair from Idontknowwhere.&lt;br /&gt;Me : "Hey! I wanna skate too!"&lt;br /&gt;Kid : "No! You can't!"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "WHY!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't hear what he say and I just rode off. Hahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20013.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The dead fish that we saw.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to look at the people who were wakeboarding at the lagoon. Heard that there's jellyfish inside. What if those j.fishy stings them? Ouch. We met one group of guys, and the conversation goes like this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Psst. My friend want to know you all."&lt;br /&gt;"Fuck you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! The look on their faces was ..&lt;em&gt; kdlnfisdknasdsjbcoi&lt;/em&gt; funny. Anyway, we went to Mac to wash our legs and my wound, then we returned the bicycle. The uncle was nice enough to help me to apply medicine. Walked back to Mac and waited for Sab and their friend, Max. Vany, Max and I cabbed down to Bedok Mrt. I went to meet Gem and Kai while Vany and Max went up to the platform first. Ran came after we went up. Took train together to Vivocity. Wanted to watch death note in Vivocity but it was fully booked and both timings are left only with single seats so we cabbed down to The Cathay to watch. The six of us took different cabs. Vany and her friend took one, while Gem, Kai, Ran and I took the other. Haha. Now I know, Ran is a brother who is mean to his younger brother. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai : "Whenever Ran wants to use the computer, and his younger brother is using, he'll go like ' Hey, shoo!' and his younger brother will walk away with a sad expression on his face. "&lt;br /&gt;Me: " Oh, is it like, Ran will go ' hey, shoo! ' and his brother will be like 'boohoohoo' ? "&lt;br /&gt;Kai : "Ya"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, as the cabby was driving, we drove past Raffles Place. Then there's red light, so we've got to stop. We saw alot of photographers there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : " Why are there so many photographers?"&lt;br /&gt;Ran : " Cause they want to take your photos. "&lt;br /&gt;Me : " Yeah.. right. -_- "&lt;br /&gt;-Then, we saw one model with big sunnies on walking and the photographers started clicking away -&lt;br /&gt;Ran and Kai started talking about their friend. When someone wants to take his photos, he'll be like ' bu yao pai! bu yao pai! ' but he's posing with those peace signs and smiling. Ha. Wth. Don't want people to take photos still pose with peace signs and smile for what? Hahaha. Gem and I started laughing away. The actions and the way they said it was damn funny. I think the cabby got quite irritated cause we were laughing away through out the whole cab ride. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 6 of us went to buy food in Cathay cause everyone was complaining that they were hungy, and we saw Daphne Khoo. Ran got excited and he's like " OMG. OMG. DAPHNE KHOO IS SO COOL. DAPHNE KHOO IS HERE. OMG. " and he called his friend and told him what he saw. -_-. Caught DEATH NOTE but the story was ... , I expected more. Vany needed to reach home before 8 so she and her friend left Cathay first. Gem, Kai, Ran and I took our time, walking slowly to the MRT station. Ran took bus back while the 3 of us took train back. Saw Van, Sab and her friend at Bedok Interchange, chatted for awhile and took bus home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20017.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20371.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20380.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so much fun hanging out with them. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school to fold paper cranes yesterday. 10 paper cranes for 1 bowl of rice for the needy. Han Yuan and Milton started fighting, then slowly, Edel got involved too. Damn. '&lt;em&gt;Violence won't slove anything'&lt;/em&gt; Our form teacher were called in but the fight didn't stop. It got worst. Woah. It was scary. Alot of people was watching from outside the class. It was none of their beeswaxes. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to meet YW yesterday but because of change of plans, went to eat lunch with Jon instead. Jon's only 19 and he've got his own car. Black BMV car. Then, met bestie before going back to school at 5+pm for the meeting. Saw Dilly and Ming Yang on the bus too. Reached school and meet Wilfred outside school bus stop at 6.10pm, then we went for the meeting. Turns out that we were the earliest -_- . Meeting end at 7.15pm, went home, bathe, watch TV, apply medicine (which hurts like hell) before going back to sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Okay, I know these pictures are random, but still.. :D )&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20383.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20384.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jon's Black BMW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20385.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Band Concert Poster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6.15am but was tired so I went back to sleep. Then, woke up at 10am and decided not to go school cause it's already 10 and school ends at 1.30pm. Going out to watch movie later :D Whee. Will be checking out papers tomorrow! I'm scared, and Miss Leong told me that I've alot of careless mistakes for Maths. I think I'm going to flunk maths badly :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY SHU HAN! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've heard... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-116105825084801091?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/116105825084801091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=116105825084801091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116105825084801091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116105825084801091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/10/having-fun.html' title='Having fun.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-116065455946665972</id><published>2006-10-12T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T20:02:39.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Most dramatic</title><content type='html'>That was the most dramatic fight ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-116065455946665972?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/116065455946665972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=116065455946665972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116065455946665972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116065455946665972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/10/most-dramatic.html' title='Most dramatic'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-116063837196652551</id><published>2006-10-12T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T16:04:04.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Art is a stressful subject.</title><content type='html'>I have not draw anything for art. I have not do any mindmaps. I have not touch any of my A3 size drawing papers. I have not buy new brushes. I have not buy a new palette. I have not buy new drawing pencils. I have not buy a new sharpener. I have not finish printing the pictures for art. I have not buy the inks for printer. I have not found anyone who have printer with colour inks. I only did some research.&lt;br /&gt;I have not done this, I have not done that.&lt;br /&gt;I am freaking myself out.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my art paper and I have not prepared anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMaths paper 1 was wasted. Out of 40 marks, 37 marks have gone to waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw bestie outside school and he asked Lina and I to go eat lunch with her, him and him. Lina wanted to eat ice cream, so we went with them. I didn't know LJS sells ice cream. Anyway, we ended up leaving early cause all of a sudden, Lina felt like puking. I didn't feel good anyway. The stomach cramps hurt too much and I didn't have the appetite to eat. Oh! And did I mention, I don't even want to see someone's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Obviously, we were the extra ones.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I really couldn't care less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took bus home and coincidentally, we met Vany, Shir, Sab, Ale and the 4L boys. Ha. Vany and Shir ended up going to my house to take a look. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I could hardly wait for tomorrow to come.&lt;br /&gt;Yay! I'm going to town with Nikolas and Gem. Yay! Like finally! WOO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-116063837196652551?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/116063837196652551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=116063837196652551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116063837196652551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116063837196652551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/10/art-is-stressful-subject.html' title='Art is a stressful subject.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-116057816181577207</id><published>2006-10-11T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T16:06:00.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightlights</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nightlights&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you define "Nightlights"?&lt;br /&gt;Art is on Friday and I haven't done anything much. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Does anyone have printer with colour inks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Replies to the tags,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Sabri&lt;/span&gt;-Hi bestie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Jacq&lt;/span&gt;-Yeah, I'm considering there. Its so much better than blogspot, I think? :) Or maybe Xanga? Or diaryland? Or something ulu. Hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Yining&lt;/span&gt;-Hahaha, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Nop&lt;/span&gt;-??? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Rachel&lt;/span&gt;-Nah, its okay already :) Was just pissed cause some junior of mine said something really bad about NA students. Like wth. Heh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You got the best of both worlds"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-116057816181577207?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/116057816181577207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=116057816181577207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116057816181577207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116057816181577207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/10/nightlights.html' title='Nightlights'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-116022920787087151</id><published>2006-10-07T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T22:34:40.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont look down on us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't ever fucking look down on Normal Acads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if you're from express? So what if you're my junior? So what if I didn't get a fucking 240 for my PSLE T-score?&lt;br /&gt;SO WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY HAN YING! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 12TH BIRTHDAY BRENDA! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stupid haze, caused me to lose my voice. PSI hit 150!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this out : &lt;a href="http://app.nea.gov.sg/psi/"&gt;http://app.nea.gov.sg/psi/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm considering moving to somewhere better than blogger, love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-116022920787087151?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/116022920787087151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=116022920787087151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116022920787087151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116022920787087151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/10/dont-look-down-on-us.html' title='Dont look down on us.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-116011577998421797</id><published>2006-10-06T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T14:31:08.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screwed up papers.</title><content type='html'>I've been studying everyday for the past few days. Who hasn't?&lt;br /&gt;Studied so hard for physics and I screwed the paper. Big time.&lt;br /&gt;Threw away 15 marks for geography and 40 marks for chinese. Physics? Can throw the whole paper into the shredder machine already. I'm so angry at myself.&lt;br /&gt;4 papers down, 7 papers to go! :D Go QJ! Ha.&lt;br /&gt;IM HUNGRY :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, going off to study for social studies.&lt;br /&gt;Yummy mooncakes! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, it's all over now. No more breaking of hearts. No more tears. No nothing. Its all good now, I guess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He went first and now it's you. I guess I could never tell you how I felt. Lalala. Well I can't regret. I know you well enough to know you never loved me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I stay wrecked and jealous for this simple reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just go under the rain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-116011577998421797?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/116011577998421797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=116011577998421797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116011577998421797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/116011577998421797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/10/screwed-up-papers.html' title='Screwed up papers.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115962434550726279</id><published>2006-09-30T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T22:49:17.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROB-B-HOOD</title><content type='html'>If you told me earlier, I would have gone with you. I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY LEON! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY PASSED PHYSICS TEST! Hah. Although I failed chinese, there's still improvement :) I passed Geography test too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught ROB-B-HOOD with Shu Han, Li Yong, Dilly, Ming Yang and co. Great show, heh :) We took bus 14 to Douby Ghaut and walked to The Cathay to watch the movie. Waited for Dilly and his peers to arrive, but we( Shu Han, Li Yong, Ming Yang and two other guys ) gave up waiting and went into the cinema first. Ha. Dilly&amp;amp;gang went all the way to Orchard's Cathay. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we all took the train back. Went to Tampines to meet Michelle and Melson to study. I'm glad I did something productive :) Yay! Mel's friend, Biondi was there too. Heh. Reached home at around 9.45pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more days to EOYs. I don't want to fail English :(&lt;br /&gt;1 more month to school holidays. I can hardly wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andandand, I don't know what topic to do for Art! Nightlights or Lunchbreak? :((&lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks to Art paper and I've so much to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sideburns is still working at Times, ha ha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I liked you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115962434550726279?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115962434550726279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115962434550726279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115962434550726279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115962434550726279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/09/rob-b-hood.html' title='ROB-B-HOOD'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115910662635000652</id><published>2006-09-25T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T21:51:47.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EOY English&amp;Chinese P1</title><content type='html'>So, I fucking screwed my English and Chinese paper 1.&lt;br /&gt;Yay? Ha.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know how to read the question -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;HADY MIRZA JUST WON SINGAPORE IDOL 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History is repeating itself. 2 years ago, the final 2 are both guys, one malay, one chinese. And this year, its the same. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;It's okay. Ha Ha. I'm neither a Hady nor a Jonathan fan :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's time-table will revert to the old one. Ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;English, PE, MTL, Alive and POA. There's extra Chemistry lesson after school too. It's okay even if there's no assembly tomorrow. I'm getting use to having POA lessons every Tuesdays now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to study while waiting for Humairah, but somehow, the studying mood just wasn't there. So, I spent my time listening to the songs inside my handphones. Especially songs by 'Taking Back Sunday' :)&lt;br /&gt;Caught JOHN TUCKER MUST DIE at Century Square.&lt;br /&gt;It's a nice show. Jesse Macafle(?) is cuteee :) Haha!&lt;br /&gt;******* is cute! :) Hahah! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to move you, but you just wouldnt budge.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to hold your hands but you rather hold your grudge.&lt;br /&gt;I think you know what im getting at.&lt;br /&gt;Just say good bye and i don't want you to regret that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that I dont hate you.&lt;br /&gt;And know that I dont wanna fight you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, GERMAINE JUST TOLD ME THAT "a security guard from tkgs got your no. in his phone!" #$#@^*&amp;amp;!! I DON'T GIVE MY NUMBERS OUT ANYHOW. ARGH. STUPID. CRAP. WHATEVER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115910662635000652?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115910662635000652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115910662635000652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115910662635000652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115910662635000652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/09/eoy-englishchinese-p1.html' title='EOY English&amp;Chinese P1'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115910683071592042</id><published>2006-09-24T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T22:07:10.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/1600/pic04099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/320/pic04099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha! :D&lt;br /&gt;Shush. I'm keeping my mouth zip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115910683071592042?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115910683071592042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115910683071592042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115910683071592042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115910683071592042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/09/haha.html' title='Haha!'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115901256640797375</id><published>2006-09-23T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T21:56:50.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its the weekend</title><content type='html'>Hey, lush, have fun, it's the weekend. I don't think that you know what you've been missing.&lt;br /&gt;You could deny it all in one breathe or come and shrug me off your shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions.&lt;br /&gt;This will be the last chance you get to drop my name.&lt;br /&gt;You're a touch overrated, you're a lush and I hate it. These grass stains on my knees they, won't mean a thing. If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar. Maybe I should hate you for this. You're so last summer. A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins and I will never ask if you don't ever tell me. I know you well enough to know.&lt;br /&gt;Boys like you are a dime a dozen.&lt;br /&gt;Just forget me, it's that simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so random.&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115901256640797375?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115901256640797375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115901256640797375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115901256640797375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115901256640797375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-weekend.html' title='Its the weekend'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115893825251965592</id><published>2006-09-22T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T23:20:28.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally made my IC.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED 15TH BIRTHDAY TO VANY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my comp hanged, so now I have to type this whole thing twice.&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed to Tanah Merah MRT station straight after school with QC and Terence. Wanted to take bus 14 at first, but since we couldn't board first bus, it was freaking hot and the second bus was taking way too long to come, we decided to take cab. Wanted to take bus 229, but according to QC, there's alot of "aunties" so we might not be able to squeeze up the bus. So yep. Then, we took train to Lavender and walked to the I-dont-know-what-building-that-is to make IC. After which, we went to Somerset's Starbucks to study and relax. Walked to Cineleisure to go buy Terence's earplugs in the Ipod(or rather,Mac/Apple) shop. That shop is seriously cool. LOL :D There's new IPOD NANO and I'm seriously gonna get it when I get my pay. Heh. I'll just have to wait till November. We took train back to Bedok for dinner. Walk around for quite sometime before settling in KFC. First was McDonalds, next was Burger King, then KFC came along. Hah. QC said I had cheated his feelings. Ha! I thought the Zinger thingy that comes along with coke only cost $2+ to $3+. Who could have known that it was actually $5.95? LOL. We sat, ate and chatted. There's secrets too. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think there's chances of me passing Chinese, Geography and Physics test even though I didn't quite study all of it :) I like Geography+Social Studies which is also known as Combined Humanities. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with all these shit. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You held my hand and walked me home&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know. Why you gave me that kiss it was something like this it made me go ooh ohh. You wiped my tears, got rid of all my fears, why did you have to go? Guess it wasn't enough to take up some of my love, guys are so hard to trust. Did I not tell you that I'm not like that girl? The one who gives it all away, yeah&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Did you think that I was gonna give it up to you, this time? Did you think that it was somethin I was gonna do and cry?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Don't try to tell me what to do, Dont try to tell me what to say, You're better off that way. Don't think that your charm and the fact that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;your arm is now around my neck&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Will get you in my pants I'll have to kick your ass and make you never forget I'm gonna ask you to stop, thought I liked you a lot, but I'm really upset. Get out of my head get off of my bed yeah thats what I said. Did I not tell you that I'm not like that girl, the one who, throws it all away. This guilt trip that you put me on won't, mess me up I've done no wrong.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Any thoughts of you and me have gone away.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Better off that way, and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I'm better off alone anyway.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You gotta be cheena to read cheena names" - QC. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Love(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115893825251965592?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115893825251965592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115893825251965592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115893825251965592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115893825251965592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/09/finally-made-my-ic.html' title='Finally made my IC.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115848758641710470</id><published>2006-09-17T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T18:09:40.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you think I deserve this?</title><content type='html'>Do you think I fucking deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115848758641710470?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115848758641710470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115848758641710470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115848758641710470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115848758641710470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/09/do-you-think-i-deserve-this.html' title='Do you think I deserve this?'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115847672925462732</id><published>2006-09-17T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T15:13:44.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyrics</title><content type='html'>I don't wanna fall to pieces&lt;br /&gt;I just want to sit and stare at you&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to talk about it&lt;br /&gt;I don't want a conversation&lt;br /&gt;I just want to cry in front of you&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to talk about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walls start breathing&lt;br /&gt;My mind's unweaving&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's best you leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;A weight is lifted&lt;br /&gt;On this evening I give the final blow.&lt;br /&gt;A falling star&lt;br /&gt;Least I fall alone.&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain what you can't explain.&lt;br /&gt;You're finding things that you didn't know&lt;br /&gt;I look at you with such disdain.&lt;br /&gt;All these thoughts locked inside&lt;br /&gt;Now you're the first to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful to have a great sister like Sylvia. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"We could have had so much fun if we were cousins, blood sisters or anything. I feel so happy talking to you all the time.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I feel the same way :) If only we were blood sisters or cousins.&lt;/span&gt; Talking to you[Sylvia] has influenced me to do many things. For eg, moving over to livejournal. I might consider using livejournal instead of blogspot :) Heh. Blogspot is just too.. troublesome and all. Maybe livejournal would be alot better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm going to go and do something productive rather than sitting infront of the computer. I don't want Monday to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY LUCAS! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 on September 17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you think that I would cry on the phone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115847672925462732?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115847672925462732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115847672925462732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115847672925462732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115847672925462732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/09/lyrics.html' title='Lyrics'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115833819143188407</id><published>2006-09-15T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T00:39:01.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruo Ning just left for France.</title><content type='html'>My comp is SUPER laggy. Darn.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, Ruo Ning just left for France :( I'm already missing her. We just went to airport and sent her off :( No one to teach me chinese and maths now. Someone's missing RN like mad right now. LOL. 12 days :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I mention that I'm going to fail my chinese for End-Of-Year Examinations? Damn it. I didn't hand in my chinese homework today and just yesterday, Mdm Ma mentioned that if we don't hand in our homework latest by today, we're going to get ZERO. Okay, I might just as well take a gun and shoot myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY TERENCE! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY YU WEI! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY ATHIFAH! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so my parents just made it clear. Actually, it was just my mom. Eh, actually, my dad too. Mom said that if I were to fail any of the subjects for EOY examinations, she's going to make me quit PSL. Its okay, I know I'm going to fail chinese. Dad claims that I don't study at all. But I really did :( Its not like I'm not trying..&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I can't be the child you wanted me to be.&lt;br /&gt;Teenage Angst. Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I pretend to be strong?&lt;br /&gt;If only my heart was made of stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's best you leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;I look at you with such disdain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you when I needed you the most? And I thought you said you would always be by my side?&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; You know who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I hate you for being so !##@^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Can't we be good friends like we used to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Heh. I'm going to catch some sleep. Tomorrow's ZJ's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115833819143188407?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115833819143188407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115833819143188407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115833819143188407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115833819143188407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/09/ruo-ning-just-left-for-france.html' title='Ruo Ning just left for France.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115815938074904322</id><published>2006-09-13T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T22:56:20.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My comp is laggy.</title><content type='html'>Been feeling pretty tired in school lately for the past few days. Was dozing off while the teachers were talking and explaining stuffs. Damn. I feel.. sleepy? Hah. Slept for about 10 hours yesterday night, but still, I woke up late and was feeling as tired as ever. For the past few days, I've been feeling really happy and I don't know why. Ha ha. That's pretty good, I guess? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All else has been good except for the fact the I fucking failed this certain subject and I believe that I shouldn't blog &lt;em&gt;unless&lt;/em&gt; I pass that certain subject. I'm freaking worried about it. Tsk. It'll decide whether if we're going to retain or not. Ugh. I'm really really really worried about it :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more I.S for the rest of the year, so is that a yay or a boo?&lt;br /&gt;I feel sad whenever I look him in the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I feel sad whenever I talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we be as close as we were, like last time?&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer is fucking lag. Grr. I have no idea what's happening to my computer or the internet connections. I'm loving POA lessons right now. Hah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess he doesn't know that he's always the one who's making me feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;He doesn't know that half the time he talks to me, he's always making me cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, he doesn't know that.&lt;br /&gt;He don't know anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Conclusion :&lt;/span&gt; YOU don't want to talk to me and that's not okay. You never listen to the things I say. I don't know why you're suddenly so.. ugh. You should know by now I'm referring to no one else but YOU..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, forget what I say. I forgot you don't fucking read this blog already. Who cares anyway? It's dumb. Everything about me is dumb. Yeah. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks dude, this isn't the first time you're breaking my heart. Thanks for everything for the past few months. Thanks for being there when I needed you. Thanks for listening to all my problems. Thank God for you. (Okay, this whole chunk of paragraph is for another person. If you don't get what I mean, this paragraph and the other paragraphs are referring to two different people. Yes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY MARK TAN! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115815938074904322?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115815938074904322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115815938074904322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115815938074904322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115815938074904322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-comp-is-laggy.html' title='My comp is laggy.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115790124579151807</id><published>2006-09-10T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T23:44:16.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A one week long birthday celebration.</title><content type='html'>This whole week is certainly the best week of my life :)&lt;br /&gt;Its like I've been celebrating my birthday every day for this whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a happy girl :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;5th September&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY ISABELL! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY CHIOU HUEY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Temasek Primary for the Facilitate the facilitators program. Saw some of the P5 kids who went for P5 Camp on June holidays. The P5 kids this time was slightly different from the last, but still.. they rocked :D After the program, Xinyi, Michele, Lincoln, Adam, Sham and I went to Siglap's Gelare to eat icecream-on-waffle :D Anthony came too! Haha. Reached home around 9 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;6th September&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Proj-teens meeting in school. After lunching with Clara and Reuben, I rushed down to Bugis to meet Michelle Tay,Lee Hung and Melson. Reached there around 4.35pm, ha ha. I was late for liek 45 mins. Went to Action City to find them, and Mel's friend, Leon was there too. After walking around aimlessly for quite some time, we decided to go to Plaza Sing. Saw MeiLan working. Met up with Michelle Yao and Sabrina over there :D Michelle Tay bought me Mocha Frappaucino for my birthday, and now I'm addicted to that drink. Heh. At around 5, Lee Hung left for her ballet class. Michelle Yao said she wanted to play Fussball (how do you spell it? Foosball?), so we went to church. Leon ran away saying that he needed to get something. Went up to the dontknow which floor of the building, then I got the biggest (I think??) shock of my life when I came out of the toilet. Leon came walking to my direction with a plate with the piece of cake and a brightly lit candle on it. Everyone (I think there's like 60 people over there) was singing Happy Birthday song to me in three versions. Gosh, those people are sweet :D I love my friends luhhh :) Played fussball with Mich Y, Mel and some other guy. After having fun playing fussball, Mich Y, Mich T, this guy name Shaun (Shawn or Sean?) and I played tag-teamed pool. Heh. Sabrina, Mel and Leon left after awhile. Mich Y, Mich T and I played till 8pm before we left. Mich Y went home while Mich T and I ate our dinner in Century Square. Thanks guys! :D That was seriously the best birthday celebration :DD I had lots of fun :)) I'm a happy girl. Wheeee :D I'm touched by what you guys did :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7th September&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, honestly, I couldn't remember if I've gone out on 7th September. My memory fails me at times. Heh. I think I stayed at home to do homework, but procasinated instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;8th Septmeber&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY ALYSSA! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Lina, Annop and Sin Lek. The guys WERE LATE FOR 45 MINS. Guys.. Tsktsk. Lina and I sat in Starbucks and waited for them. Bought my caffaine drink while waiting. Ha Ha! Nah, its was actually Mocha Frap with chips. At 2.30pm, the three of them went to Bedok while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="209" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/320/Picture%20005.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My Mocha Frappaucino :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I went to arcade to meet Mark. The ah beng. Ha ha. Zhi jie was late. Went to PS for lunch. Haha. Jin and the two body guards :D The two tall people, the bodyguards. Hehh. Walked to The Cathay cause we wanted to watch movie there. The two bodyguards successfully bought tickets for &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Little Man NC-16. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yep, those two certainly look like 16. Haha. There was nothing sexual about Little Man, I wonder why they rated it as NC16. Took train back to Tampines. Ate in Express Teppanyaki for dinner :D Thanks for the birthday treat, Mark &amp; ZJ! Ha ha. Its like an All-expense paid trip :) WOO :D haha. The boss and the two bodyguards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;9th September&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of birthdays today. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY JESSLYN! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BITHDAY RAYNER! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY HIANG LING! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRAND MA :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Bernice and Jasmine - to celebrate my birthday again. HA HA. Ate in Coffee Club. Ate muddymud pie and fresh fruits fondue :) &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="99" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/320/Picture%20002.jpg" width="88" border="0" /&gt;This is cool. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hee. Then, we went to take neoprints. Hah! Left with Bernice at 6pm to go to Granny's birthday celebration at Long Beach Restaurant in East Coast park. Every year, same place. Ha ha. All my aunts and uncles and cousins came :D WOO. Heh. Ate quite alot, was feeling bloated. Ha ha. Got $100 from my aunt/uncle and granny. Ha. After dinner, dad sent me to Eunos MRT station. Took train and rushed to Bugis to watch movie with Markny and Ianny. (Different Mark) Then, after the movie, we went home -_- Yes. THE BUS 60 FREAKING BROKE DOWN AT THE BUS STOP NEAR MY OLD HOUSE. DAMNED. Have to walk for like 2 bus stops to McDonald to meet Annop. Hah. Was feeling hungry by then, so we ate. Left McDonald at like 1245am. Annop gave me a sweet for present. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;10th September&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="262" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/320/Picture%20012.jpg" width="221" border="0" /&gt;I'm 15, finally. Ha ha. Woke up cause my phone kept vibrating. Ugh. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks guys. Those who smsed, friendstered, called, tagged, wrote testimonial or whatever, THANK YOU :D Heh. Those who wished me in advance, once again, THANK YOU :DD And thanks for the presents and cards :)&lt;br /&gt;Mother bought me to the mall for a shopping spree. We spent ALOT. Heh. I bought new pencil case already, like finally. Hah. What a huge present I got from my mum :) Thanks mom &lt;3.&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 15 BIRTHDAY IANNY, 52 MINS IN ADVANCE. &lt;33333333333&gt; Haha. 52 minutes to 11th September 2006. Right, I'll be going off soon(: Jin is one happy girl. Heh :)) Love(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115790124579151807?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115790124579151807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115790124579151807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115790124579151807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115790124579151807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/09/one-week-long-birthday-celebration.html' title='A one week long birthday celebration.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115726573385398534</id><published>2006-09-04T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T14:04:18.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The month, September.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;August 31st&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Be Yourself Day, CCA awards day, Teachers' day celebration and aces day. But becasue of the persistent rain, aces day was cancelled. Everyone seems to be really happy about it. Heh. Its nice to see that almost everybody came dressed to fit in to the &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;'Express-O'&lt;/span&gt; theme. BIG &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;coffee beans&lt;/span&gt; everywhere.. Well, almost everywhere. Oh well, that was so random. Don't think anyone will know what I'm talking about anyway, ha ha. Teachers' day celebration was &lt;em&gt;hell&lt;/em&gt; better than last year's. The breakfast party, the concert, everything. Much more better. The teachers who came into 03-03 (3S homeroom) seems to be enjoying themselves, the students are also enjoying themselves, from my point of view, everyone really seemed that they enjoyed the breakfast thing :D Last year's one was.. disastrous. Lets not talk about it :) President S R Nathan came to our school for the Chocolate Day cheque presentation ceremony. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Say.. the president's quite cute&lt;/span&gt;. Ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my class cake got 3rd among 10 sec three classes :)&lt;br /&gt;Many many thanks to Vany, Shir and Sab :D Sad to say, I went there late and couldn't help much. But still.. Hee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20315.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Our class cake. Looks like some cake for lovers eh? Mrs Hong came into our class and said : ' Is this the swan class? ' or something like that. LOL. So tell me, is my class going to be famous for the two beautiful white chocolate swans? Ha ha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back MBS with Bernice, Lee Hung and Regina. Although Reg wasn't from MBS, but still.. Heh. That place just brings back lots of memories. Heh. Left MBS and took bus to TM with Mark T and Zi Jie. Couldn't remember who Zi Jie was at first cause he looked so different. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;September 1st&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day of the month. My favourite month :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY TO BOTH MISH AND MERVYN!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;Caught&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; Barnyard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; with Tongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;September 2nd&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this primary school reunion thing going on. Well, not really reunion but those of 6C and 6H'03 went to watch a movie at Cathay. Met up with Lee Hung, Michelle Tay, Michelle Yao, Isabella, Melson and Sabrina(Not TMS). Everyone was from MBS except for Sabrina. Ha ha. Caught &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Love Wrecked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. The cinema was like ours. No one else was there except for us and to other girls. After the movie, we went to Mel and Mich Y's church for the praise and worship session. And after that, Isabella went home, Mich T, Mel, Lee Hung and I went to PS KFC for lunch. Yum yum :D Mel went back to school for some project thingy, Lee Hung and Mich T walked around while I went to meet MZ. Woohoo :D Haha. Caught &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Devil wears Prada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;with MZ. Then, took train back to Tanah Merah to meet Xin yi, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michele&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Lee Hung and Mich T. Ha ha! :D Now &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Michele&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/strong&gt;s name is posted big and greenish on my blog :D Sad, but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Michele&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;didn't go to Anthony and Lincoln's band's gig with us :( The gig was great :D Heh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20321.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Their band.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20322.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Doesn't this lil boy look cute or something? Ha ha! He was playing air guitar!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We ate some ice cream on waffle thing at some waffle shop then we went to the beach, took pictures and hang out for awhile before we went home. Reached home around 2330.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Septemeber 3rd&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today? Yesterday? Whatever. Well, technically speaking, its actually September 4th cause its 0016(am) already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY WAYNE!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;And 1 more week, it'll be my birthday :DD Can't wait for that day to come. Heh heh :) My aunt brought us to Jack's Place for lunch today. The grilled salmon was great, but I think too much of it will make me puke. Caught &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haunted House&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with my cousins. Storyline was lame but I think the characters are pretty cute :D Jenny, the prep school girl. Ha ha. Ate in Pizza Hut for dinner. Man, I'm feeling bloated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;September 4th&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today? Tomorrow? Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;In less than 12 hours time, I'll be back in school again. Holidays? Holidays my foot. Ha ha. September holiday's fully packed with school activities and outside activities. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st : Michelle and Mervyn&lt;br /&gt;3rd : Wayne&lt;br /&gt;4th : Chiou Huey&lt;br /&gt;5th : Isabell&lt;br /&gt;6th : Chun Loong&lt;br /&gt;8th : Alyssa&lt;br /&gt;9th : Grandmama, Jesslyn, Rayner&lt;br /&gt;10th : Nuriati and ME :DD&lt;br /&gt;11th : Ianny(-ny) and Mr Tan TY&lt;br /&gt;12th : Sabrina (TMS) and Milton&lt;br /&gt;15th : Yu wei, Terence, Ex-neighbour(Wei Xiang or something)&lt;br /&gt;21st : Vany&lt;br /&gt;Right, I think thats all. All September babies :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Women always try harder because this is a male-dominated world&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm going to sleep NOW. Need my energy for tomorrow :D I'm feeling rather happy. Ha ha :) Good night people! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off at &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.40AM &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Its late, I know(: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115726573385398534?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115726573385398534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115726573385398534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115726573385398534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115726573385398534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/09/month-september.html' title='The month, September.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115605452941497266</id><published>2006-08-20T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T19:12:15.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I regretted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;How I wish that..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent gone out with G and went out with M instead&lt;br /&gt;L was there&lt;br /&gt;X was still nice to me like he was before&lt;br /&gt;X was still here&lt;br /&gt;B comes back soon&lt;br /&gt;able to meet up with P soon&lt;br /&gt;able to meet up with J soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated you for not being there :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I long for the past..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I felt like crying in the cinema yesterday but I didn't. Life's a *****. Just thinking about the past..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Webdings;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;When am I going to get my new sticks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Did I mention that I like trigo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115605452941497266?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115605452941497266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115605452941497266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115605452941497266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115605452941497266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-regretted.html' title='I regretted.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115591419471526908</id><published>2006-08-18T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T23:16:35.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm waiting for &lt;em&gt;V&lt;/em&gt; to come online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I didn't choose F&amp;N as one of the alternatives subjects. Phew. Stayed back with &lt;em&gt;V&lt;/em&gt; to do her project and she started doing from like 1pm to 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A&lt;/em&gt;, finally have a phone.&lt;br /&gt;After eating lunch with &lt;em&gt;V&lt;/em&gt; at Bedok's Mac, met up with Lina, Sabri and Annop. We took the same bus home together. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/320/DSC00020.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Annop was trying to act emo -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, &lt;em&gt;V&lt;/em&gt; ain't coming online anymore. She just smsed me to say that she's tired so she won't be coming anymore. Grr. Its okay I guess, cause I'm meeting her tomorrow :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've gotten my new spectacles. And its green :) I've got a green watch, green spectacles, green file, green ___ &amp; ___ and green ticks on my Nike shoes. I still prefer purple though (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/DSC00018.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LIVERPOOL F.C. Woohoo!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/DSC00019.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Badges found from Ali Baabaa's bag. Funny logos. They all have the same logo, except for different colour and different meanings for different things. But the shape kinda remains the same. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've yet to get started with Chemistry Project. Just hoping that they will do the same too :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I missed B &amp; P.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;T is the fluffly white sheep, Q is the boss.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;V have a crush on ....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A million times I've asked you..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115591419471526908?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115591419471526908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115591419471526908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115591419471526908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115591419471526908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-waiting-for-v-to-come-online.html' title=''/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115573610011988044</id><published>2006-08-16T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T21:48:20.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I seriously had some other things in mind.</title><content type='html'>I seriously had some other things in mind. Whats with the sudden change of attitude? You should know very well by now that I'm referring to you. I would really like to know what happened and why are you being so @#@%!^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Thanks for all the lies that you told. Thanks for the wonderful memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears  dont fall for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Shybree have a crush on my bag. He have been touching my bag since the very first day that I brought it to school. Shybree is Baa Baa and Baa Baa is black sheep. Ah, and I remembered. He like to smell my bag too. And his reason for smelling it? My bag smells like the baby powder thing o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it've been a really long time since I've a nice chat with Eugene. Okay, I really miss that dude. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, I've got so much to say. But I think I'm going off already. So long! Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115573610011988044?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115573610011988044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115573610011988044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115573610011988044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115573610011988044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-seriously-had-some-other-things-in.html' title='I seriously had some other things in mind.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115545739391014561</id><published>2006-08-13T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T16:36:41.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There are no words left to speak.</title><content type='html'>I have&lt;strong&gt; so much&lt;/strong&gt; to tell you. But you don't even bother to talk/listen to me.&lt;br /&gt;I guess, to you, nothing matters at all. I never had a better friend than you. There are no words left to speak(contradicting, but true)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday I will see you again.&lt;br /&gt;And you'll look me in my eyes and call me your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being sick.&lt;br /&gt;I hate stomach cramps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It &lt;s&gt;doesn't&lt;/s&gt; matters if you don't read this blog anymore. I just want to know, am I still your &lt;s&gt;good&lt;/s&gt;  friend? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115545739391014561?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115545739391014561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115545739391014561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115545739391014561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115545739391014561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/08/there-are-no-words-left-to-speak.html' title='There are no words left to speak.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115536665345520535</id><published>2006-08-12T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T22:21:57.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maths.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/320/Maths1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/1600/Maths2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/320/Maths2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this from Hasif. Haha! I find it funny(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tele-match on National Day Celebrations wasn't that bad after all. Shirley, Alessia and I "ran" on chairs. After Proj-teens meeting, Clara, Xinyi, Reuben, Lincoln and I went to TM for lunch. Wanted to eat in Pizza Hut at first but there was just too many people. Every where was crowded. In the end, we ate in LJS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught Tokyo Drift with Kai and Jack on National Day. I like all the cars there (: Heh. I like the drifting part too. Haha. Tokyo Drift kind of reminds me of the movie, Cars. Oh! And I saw Dino walking around aimlessly. Haha. Pops was suppose to bring me out to make my new spectacles but he didn't. So, I'm still stuck with the old ones :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Germaine and Felix on Thursday and watched 'My Super Ex-Girlfriend'. Then, I went to meet Vany and we watched 'Click'. The 'Holy' Nito was supposed to come but for some reasons, he didnt. Haha. 'Click' was hiliarious (; Kate Beckinsale is hot. And, the Dog humped (screwed) the duck. Poor ducky! Haha! The people in the cinema laughed &lt;em&gt;and clapped their hands -_-&lt;/em&gt; After the movie, we walked around and went to buy candies.  Oh! And I showed Vany the cute guy. Haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday came, and it was time for us to go back to school. Wouldn't it be better if our National Day holiday was on Friday too? Even though I flunked Maths badly and need just 1.5marks to pass Chemistry, I wasn't really upset. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/320/Picture%20313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't know what Shirley was trying to do. Vany looks like a model. Haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had so much fun yesterday night. Planetshakers concert. Whoa. Almost everybody was jumping up and down. The concert was great. I want to go again(: Okay, not going to blog about the concert, too lazy to do so. But still, I had fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really want to worship you..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Wilfred and Ruo Ning's cousin. " There must be some brokeback mountain thing going on. " Haha!&lt;br /&gt;After the concert, Vany, Shir, Reg, Han Ying, Clement, Boon Hong, Wilbur, Kenny, Chester and I went to eat at Bedok Interchange's hawer centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY GERMAINE! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY KENNY! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down with flu. I feel sleepy. I hate stomach cramps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents just brought me out for dinner. Again, my father doubt my ability to eat. He was shocked to see the amount of food on my plate. Haha! It wasn't really alot, but still, more than what I've ate in the past.. And, I've finally bought my chinese text book and handbook. &lt;em&gt;Finally&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Honestly, I cannot think of anything to put in my friendster's profile. Whatever. I don't give a hoot about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama, when I was back in London, I used to... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115536665345520535?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115536665345520535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115536665345520535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115536665345520535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115536665345520535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/08/maths.html' title='Maths.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115495281560536238</id><published>2006-08-07T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T20:13:35.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half-blind.</title><content type='html'>I'm left half-blind cause of my spectacles. The lense came out of the frame and whenever I fit the lense into the frame, the darn thing keeps dropping out. As a result, I can only see with my left eye. Without spects, I can't see anything on the whiteboard. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, anyway, I think the cashier of Times bookshop is cute. Haha(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115495281560536238?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115495281560536238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115495281560536238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115495281560536238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115495281560536238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/08/half-blind.html' title='Half-blind.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115486161769038790</id><published>2006-08-06T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T18:59:19.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crying doesnt really help.</title><content type='html'>Everybody always say, if you cry, you'll feel better. But how come I don't? Three years ago, it was like that. Every now and then, it's also like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop pretending to be my friend when you're actually not. Are you happy now that you've make me sad? What the fuck is your problem? Sometimes, I really can't stand you. Irritating, if thats what you want to call me, then let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many a times, I contradict myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay to be angry and never let go.&lt;br /&gt;It only gets harder the more that you know.&lt;br /&gt;When you get lonely if no one's around.&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'll catch you when you're falling down.&lt;br /&gt;We came together but you left alone.&lt;br /&gt;And I know how it feels to walk out on your own.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday I will see you again.&lt;br /&gt;And you'll look me in my eyes and call me your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish I can turn back time. Maybe if that thing didn't happen you'll still remain as my good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you, I really do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115486161769038790?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115486161769038790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115486161769038790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115486161769038790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115486161769038790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/08/crying-doesnt-really-help.html' title='Crying doesnt really help.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115477029152259417</id><published>2006-08-05T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T20:26:43.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2-1=1drum stick</title><content type='html'>Currently blogging at Vany's house. Leaving soon cause she's going to her aunt's house. While walking to the bus stop to meet Shir, one of my drum stick drop out of my bag. So I walked back, hoping that I'd be able to retrive it but my hopes of being able to find the drum stick got crushed. I can't find it anywhere. I don't know where I drop it at either. Beloved sticks :(&lt;br /&gt;2 - 1 = 1.&lt;br /&gt;How to hit the drums with only one drum stick. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : " 1 of my drum stick dropped. Bloody hell. "&lt;br /&gt;Shir : " Then pick it up la. Haha. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, we're playing cluedo. Tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115477029152259417?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115477029152259417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115477029152259417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115477029152259417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115477029152259417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/08/2-11drum-stick.html' title='2-1=1drum stick'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115469225199432486</id><published>2006-08-04T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T19:59:28.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The death anniversary of a beloved one, three years ago (yesterday)</title><content type='html'>3rd August 2003 was the death of a beloved one. That date brings back alot of memories. Its as if yesterday, grandnana was still here, but today, she's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You&lt;/em&gt; are never coming home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya, fast-forward to today :)&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but I feel happy today :) Heh. Lunched with Reg, Shir, Sab and Vany at Siglap's Pizza Hut. We ordered alot of food but managed to finish them all. Hee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vany and I took bus 40 to Bedok Interchange while Sab, Shir and Reg took bus back to school. Oh, and I saw Manfred outside Siglap Centre's McDonalds. I almost couldn't regconise him. If he didn't come up to me and say hello, I wouldn't have know who he is. LOL. Anyway, he looked different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied Vany to the 7/11 stall to get some candies(You know, the roundish-squarish gums thats like a gummy bear's stomach) &lt;em&gt;I'll take you to the candy shop&lt;/em&gt;. Haha! Then we sat down at the bench thingy and waited for bus 40. Vany is sick. She squeeze those dumb gums before eating them. She said it was fun squashing those gums and asked me to try it too, so I did. Eeeeew. I don't know for what reason, but we were both laughing our asses off, both on and off the bus. Haha! My stomach hurts from all the laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D Heehee, I'm feeling happy (:&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly wait for next week :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115469225199432486?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115469225199432486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115469225199432486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115469225199432486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115469225199432486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/08/death-anniversary-of-beloved-one-three.html' title='The death anniversary of a beloved one, three years ago (yesterday)'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115443721575225583</id><published>2006-08-01T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T21:00:15.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is I can't stand you</title><content type='html'>This isn't just goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;This is I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;can't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stand &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115443721575225583?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115443721575225583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115443721575225583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115443721575225583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115443721575225583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-is-i-cant-stand-you.html' title='This is I can&apos;t stand you'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115424909793418285</id><published>2006-07-30T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T21:27:31.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma's death anniversary according to the chinese calender.</title><content type='html'>Mother brought me out to buy new clothes yesterday. Reached home, changed and everything before rushing out to meet Ming Zhi. Planned to watch movie at Bugis, but the cinema there never show the flick. So, we went to town instead. Decided to watch the movie in Cineleisure. Saw 3R people outside the neoprint shop. As the tickets for the 7.45pm show was sold out, we bought tickets for the 9.55pm show instead. After buying the tickets, we walked to Lido and have our dinner there. Then, we walk back to Cineleisure to watch the show. Dragon Tiger Gates was quite okay luh. Took the last train back. Luckily there was still bus 60 for me to board at 12+am. Heh. Reached home, bathed and everything, and I went to sleep at 1am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to wake up at 8.20am to get ready to go to &lt;s&gt;grandma's&lt;/s&gt; aunt's house to pray respects to grandma and grandpa. Three years have gone so fast. I wonder anyone still remember grandma. I will never forget what happened on that day three years back then. I've never seen my guy relatives cry.. until that day. Feels like she's still there but she really isn't. I miss her dearly. Now that she's gone.. No one's talking about her anymore. Even if someone really talk about her, everyone else seems sad but I think they are just trying to disguise their sad faces with those stupid cheery grins or whatever shit. I can't help but to feel sad :(( Cause she's like the one who took care of my when my parents went to work. I really miss my grandmama :( How many tears wont bring her back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in a really bad mood for the past few days. Now too. I don't feel like going to school tomorrow. Headache. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that you owe me alot of lollipops? Where are all the lollipops?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You know what? Sometimes I really hate you. You never seemed to care. Whatever la. After that whole fucked up shit, you seem to have distant yourself from me. Don't reply my messages, heck. I don't care anymore. Everything's my fault. Ha. I wished that I've stop caring about all these stuffs since the very beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115424909793418285?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115424909793418285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115424909793418285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115424909793418285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115424909793418285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/07/grandmas-death-anniversary-according.html' title='Grandma&apos;s death anniversary according to the chinese calender.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115349768649557574</id><published>2006-07-21T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T12:06:47.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe just one last post?</title><content type='html'>Maybe just one last post?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just today, my form teacher told us not to waste time on blogs and MSN and instead, use that time to study. Okay, I shall use the computer less and use my time to study more. Doesn't that sentence sounds familiar? If you noticed, I think I've been saying that for the past few months. But really, since when did I actually stop using the computer less and study more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so, maybe I've decided to blog one last time before going on hiatus? I can't write good english, or rather, type. My vocab ain't that strong, so ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Singapore school's curriculum contradicts the means of a healthy lifestyle" - YJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human beings always manage to find ways to make themselves unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;She&lt;/s&gt;He said &lt;s&gt;she's&lt;/s&gt;he's right here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;she&lt;/s&gt;he seems so distant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I know that her blog is refering to you. Like duh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I dont know what that sentence was for. Its was like so random. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sometimes I really want to blog alot, but its like I'm restricted and I can't blog about the things I want to blog :( If I say I'm happy, its like I'm telling a lie. And I can't say that I'm sad cause I'm really not. Maybe I think too much, but maybe that's cause I notice too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But anyway, I'm still glad that I told him that I like him. Haha(: Now I know who he likes! LOL.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Jing Yi says I don't look like a Chinese when I smile. &lt;/s&gt;Jing Yi says I don't even look like a chinese. Haha! When I ask him what I look like, he says : "&lt;br /&gt;maybe malay/eurasian, malay chinese, angmoh malay or angmoh chinese. " LOL. What's the difference between malay/eurasian and angmoh malay? Isn't it like the same or something. Uhh, whatever! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch ALOT of movies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115349768649557574?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115349768649557574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115349768649557574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115349768649557574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115349768649557574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/07/maybe-just-one-last-post.html' title='Maybe just one last post?'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115331628919603688</id><published>2006-07-19T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T21:47:36.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye.</title><content type='html'>Am I that unimportant?&lt;br /&gt;Am I so insignificant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might not be blogging for the time being. Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115331628919603688?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115331628919603688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115331628919603688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115331628919603688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115331628919603688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/07/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115297636422752385</id><published>2006-07-15T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T23:12:44.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it my fault?</title><content type='html'>I asked you why and you voiced them out to me. You told me that some guys were always beside me. Look, I can't help it if most of my buddies are guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;but, to me, u don't draw a clear line between good friends and more than friends that sort of shit&lt;/em&gt;". And what were you trying to say? Hello, I know who are my pals and who's not. When I asked you what your problem was, you just said something that was, well.. I don't know how to put them in words. So you think that I'm this selfish insenstive person, but nah. You're always wrong. Why do you have to blame yourself for all the things that went wrong? Can't I be the one making mistakes? Forget about it. I couldn't care less anymore. You will never understand how I felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.&lt;br /&gt;Rather then fix the problems, we never solve them, it makes no sense at all. If this is what he wants, and it's what she wants, then why is there so much pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stomach cramps and back aches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115297636422752385?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115297636422752385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115297636422752385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115297636422752385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115297636422752385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/07/is-it-my-fault.html' title='Is it my fault?'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115289885901759233</id><published>2006-07-15T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T01:40:59.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirates of the Caribbean!</title><content type='html'>Caught Pirates of the Caribbean with &lt;em&gt;"shengsheng", "rosly"&lt;/em&gt; and two of his friends. Vany, Shirley and Dzul were suppose to watch too, but they didn't know that the show was at 9.30pm. They thought that the show starts at 7.50pm but what they didn't know was both the 7.50pm and 8.30pm show was full. Dzul went home, Vany and Shirley went somewhere else. Heh. I was the only girl there -.- Grr. It was a good movie although I don't really understand everything. I regretted not watching the first POTC. Ha. The movie ended at around 12am. Met "Tiggs" at  interchange then walked together before I went into the cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to do Chemistry TYS. Ha. Physics TYS wasn't easy, but I'm going to practice on every questions so I'd get top for Physics in class. Hahaha! I like Maths remedial (: Cause when Mrs Hong teach, I understand better. Miss Leong teach, I dont understand :(( But nevertheless, I'm gonna try get at least a C5. I failed my first Maths common test. What disappointment. I could have passed! Careless mistakes, minus a total of 7 marks I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going off to sleep already. Toodles. Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115289885901759233?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115289885901759233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115289885901759233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115289885901759233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115289885901759233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/07/pirates-of-caribbean.html' title='Pirates of the Caribbean!'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115271021265739701</id><published>2006-07-12T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T22:12:48.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you for "pangseh-ing".</title><content type='html'>I don't know how to start this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thousands of things have been running inside of my mind. I seriously don't know where to start from. I feel angry. I am angry. When I'm angry, I feel like crying. And for what fucks is crying for? It doesn't make me feel any better. Wasting your tears over some minor stuffs? I'd rather use them to water the plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm angry. I don't know what to do anymore. I won't expect anything from you at all. No, not at all. Not anymore. Sometimes I really wonder if you meant what you said or sometimes you only say things just to make me happy and not hurt. The things you say, are they the truth, or are they just plain lies. You would have said that I didn't trust you, but no, I trusted you. And now you don't want to complete the things you say? Fine. Dont tell me anything. You tell that to me always and I felt sad and hurt. What if I tell that to you? Do you feel the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Water fills these open eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empty promises. Ha. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know you always make me cry. Do you care cause when you say you do, it feels as if you doesnt. If you want to stop hanging out with me or whatever, then just don't? If you don't even have the intention of sending me home, then why do you do it in the first place? I think you don't even cared that I cried. No. I always say that I don't care but you know I do right? Nevermind, I don't feel like talking to anyone right now. Even if I want to talk to you, you wouldn't want to talk to me. If things stayed the way they were like last Friday night, I supposed we wouldn't have quarreled. I don't want to quarrel, do you? I always feel so sad and I end up crying for I don't know what reasons. Maybe it's just because I never had a friend that I quarrel so much with. Will you still lend me your shoulders if I cry? Will you?&lt;br /&gt;I'm just thinking negatively tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to Friday night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115271021265739701?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115271021265739701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115271021265739701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115271021265739701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115271021265739701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/07/thank-you-for-pangseh-ing.html' title='Thank you for &quot;pangseh-ing&quot;.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115262614023469754</id><published>2006-07-11T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T22:04:39.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally.</title><content type='html'>After what seems like so long, I finally told him how I felt. Phew. I'm glad he took it lightly. Haha! Feels like I can finally breathe. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It was just a crush, nothing much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate facing the computer. Everytime I go online, I get sad.&lt;br /&gt;I feel all emo. Boo. I want lollipop. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115262614023469754?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115262614023469754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115262614023469754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115262614023469754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115262614023469754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/07/finally.html' title='Finally.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115262271041129880</id><published>2006-07-11T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T22:09:15.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dislike going home alone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FYI, I dislike going home alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Tiggs, for everyday I'm sad you're suppose to give me 1 lollipop right? What if I'm sad everyday. What if.&lt;br /&gt;Grr. So now I'm telling you, I don't want to go home all by myself :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY KANG SHENG! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you keep MY secrets?&lt;br /&gt;This post is so random. Ohwell. Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Miss Lee : The udder (don't know how to spell) is the breast of the cow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115262271041129880?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115262271041129880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115262271041129880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115262271041129880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115262271041129880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-dislike-going-home-alone.html' title='I dislike going home alone.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115241962260760692</id><published>2006-07-09T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T12:46:32.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday morning rain is falling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Sunday morning rain is falling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like rainy days, especially on Sunday morning(afternoon) (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, this is such a random post. I'm feeling grouchy cause I haven't eat my breakfast/lunch yet and I'm terribly hungry :(( And I have to eat chocolates for breakfast/lunch. Grrrr. Have a break, have a kitkat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to go to my tuition teacher's new house for her housewarming party. Cause Jasmine cannot make it, I don't want to go already. Ha. Jasmine is the only one I know who have the same tuition teacher as me. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115241962260760692?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115241962260760692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115241962260760692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115241962260760692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115241962260760692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/07/sunday-morning-rain-is-falling.html' title='Sunday morning rain is falling.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115236585533727187</id><published>2006-07-08T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T14:48:54.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got new phone! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! My dad just brought me out to buy new phone. Whee. I've got my new phone already, lalalas~ I've got my new phone already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 82px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="157" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/320/sony.jpg" width="51" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W810i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you jealous? HA, love. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115236585533727187?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115236585533727187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115236585533727187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115236585533727187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115236585533727187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/07/ive-got-new-phone-d.html' title='I&apos;ve got new phone! :D'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115234303499201701</id><published>2006-07-08T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T19:18:52.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superman Returns!</title><content type='html'>Firstly, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY HUI WEN! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* There's nothing wrong with this blogskin, you just need to scroll down to see the bottom part. The page looks as if it haven't been load fully, but no. You'll will just have to scroll down :) *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed down to Plaza Sing and watch Superman Returns with girl. The show was like 2 hours and 30 mins long. Waa, Superman is handsome! I want to stop bullets with my eyes too! Heh. Oh! And the stuffs in Spotlight amazes me. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography class was fun :) Haha! Miss Tang suddenly ask one girl who walked pass our class : " Why aren't you in your class right now " then Clement and some of the guys in the front thought that Miss Tang thinks that the girl was from our class. LOL. Only to find out that the girl was from Miss Tang's form class.&lt;br /&gt;Clement : "We thought that you thought that the girl was from our class.."&lt;br /&gt;Miss Tang : " Oh, so you think that I'm crazy? "&lt;br /&gt;- Whole class was laughing away -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something's troubling me.. But, oh well! You shouldn't affect your peers with your mood :D Hee. Be that cheery sunshine girl :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to like Panic! At the disco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got tagged by Jasmineny to do this quiz or something but I'm just too lazy to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolates make me sick :( Been eating too much chocolates. Chocolates caused me to have stomach aches :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HOLY COW. 91 NEW EMAIL MESSAGES&lt;/span&gt;. I haven't been checking my mails. Heh. Wait till it hit 100 messages, then, I'll delete them all. Ha. Don't even bother sending me chain mails cause I think it's such a waste of time reading them. And fyi, I HATE CHAIN MAILS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might be watching tonight's match. Portugal and Germany :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and if you can't pronounce my name, just call me QJ or Jin :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115234303499201701?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115234303499201701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115234303499201701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115234303499201701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115234303499201701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/07/superman-returns.html' title='Superman Returns!'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115211021104436659</id><published>2006-07-05T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T22:36:51.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lack of sleep :(</title><content type='html'>I think I'm deprived of sleep. I think that the lack of sleep is causing me to get terrible headaches every day :(( I can't concentrate when any of the subject teachers are teaching, nothing gets into my head. My mind is sleeping, but my eyes are open. Semi-concious? Maybe. Staring into the air? Maybe. Day-dreaming? Definitely not. Did you ever get to one point where your head hurts alot, you can't think, you're half-awake, you're stressing on alot of stuffs, there's alot of homework for you do complete, you're teacher is teaching and you feel like crying because your head hurts badly? Well, I did. Today hasn't really been a smooth-sailing day for me. Recess took forever to come. When Geography class was over, man, I was elated. I can hardly wait to go to the Den to slack, chill and rest with some other PSLs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When school ended, I was feeling real excited because of changed of plans, we get to count the money again! Counting money was real fun :) Left school at around 6pm but I only reached home at around 8pm? Bus 10 was taking such a long time today. When I've finally boarded bus 10, I felt tired and sleepy, my head was pounding too. But I couldn't sleep cause whenever I closed my head, it was as if my head is going to fall frontward? There's this giddy feeling thingy going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I've been waking up late and falling asleep during lessons for the past few days. And I don't really have appetite to eat anything :(( I feel sick but I'm not. Probably just the lack of sleep that's really causing all these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY RYAN!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The PSLs are going to count the money again tomorrow cause they can't finish it today. But I doubt that I will be going anyway. Need to get home early to complete my homework. I feel sad cause I can't join them :(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Apple on a stick, makes me sick. Makes my heart goes &lt;em&gt;shalalalala, shalala in the morning&lt;/em&gt;.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, done. Love(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115211021104436659?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115211021104436659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115211021104436659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115211021104436659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115211021104436659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/07/lack-of-sleep.html' title='Lack of sleep :('/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115202205942453523</id><published>2006-07-04T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T22:32:01.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Launch of TMS socks!</title><content type='html'>Chocolate day is finally over. I can finally sleep for like 6 hours every night. Been sleeping real late at night, or should I say morning for the past few days. I'm so tired, physically and mentally. Sometimes, it sucks to know that you planned something for the whole school and some people just dont appreciate it. Maybe &lt;em&gt;they&lt;/em&gt; should try being in our shoes. I strongly believe that the PSLs who stayed at the Ang Mo Kio station to collect tins were pissed off with &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; people. Anyway, lets not talk about that(: I'm soooooo proud of the sec threes! You guys were awesome! I love my batch :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate day was like so happening! For the first time of my life, I saw Singapore's largest chunky kitkat bar, largest montage ever made and for the first time, I slept in a mall! There's a first to everything I guess? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the PSLs, but I love proj-teens more! YOU GUYS ROCK! I think, without you guys or the PSLs, my life would be waaaaay different from now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Temasekians should remember this day. July 4th, the launch of TMS socks. Heh, I quite like the socks. I like the grey part(: I'm going to buy the school socks cause I don't want to waste my time finding socks that are 2 fingers above the ankle bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be proud to be a Temasekian.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was so random. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was really tired, I slept during Chinese, PE and Maths. Can't really describe it as sleep, but my eyes were closed. I don't have the energy to write either. My head feels heavier as every minute passes by. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to like Alive lessons now. I use to dislike Alive lessons cause I thought they were boring but now with Mdm Yeo teaching us Alive, I like it alot better. Some how or rather, she manage to knock some sense into my head and make me think.&lt;br /&gt;Just today, she told us that she read some of our blogs and she was amazed with how well we could write(type). But I think she was refering to every bloggers in my class except for me cause firstly, she said that she doesn't read my blog. See my name but never click. That made me wonder why. Was it because my blog wasn't nice to read(I think my blog is rather boring) or was it just because she wasn't interested in me, but everyone else? Nah, its alright. But still, I'll be careful with what I blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I was feeling rather happy when my juniors told me that Proj-teens will be counting all the money tomorrow and thursday and we'll be excused from homework time. But now, with news from Clara, I doubt we'll be counting the money anymore. Damn. Just when I was feeling excited and all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt; bengs, or rather, act-bengs? Damn bengs, who do they think they are? What's their problem? Like hello? Whats with the both of you? My friend and I sat at that place first right!? Think your voices loud then we're afraid? HA, heck NO. We're not wimpy sissies and we're not intimidated with your loud voices and those big hand actions or whatever you were doing while you guys were walking. I think you guys looks like over sized monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;Annnnnd, why are you guys being such busybodies? We DONT EVEN KNOW YOU! Why do you care about where we are going? * I want to say the F word but I cant cause its bad * Oh yes, and why can't my friend and I talk to each other? What's with both of you? Again, I would like to ask, why do you guys care so much? Go and mind your own businesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something that's thumping in my head and its causing my head to hurt. I want to sleep early, I really do, but I can't. Lots of homework are waiting for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hans is a "pink magical flying pony". LOL. All of a sudden, he starts telling me about bangla workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i am a pink magical flying pony says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangalahdeshi workers are just misunderstood. they arent stupid.&lt;br /&gt;they are totally aware fo their actions and really need to be beaten up and they need to have their asses set on fire and kill their families to be taught a lesson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I go "oh".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my father will get the w810i phone for me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go improve my English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115202205942453523?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115202205942453523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115202205942453523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115202205942453523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115202205942453523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/07/launch-of-tms-socks.html' title='Launch of TMS socks!'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115167530289222450</id><published>2006-06-30T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T22:15:45.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparing for Chocolate Day' 06.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, we spent 3/4 of Chinese lesson laughing away. Got debating thing, about students joining CCA or something. I can't debate cause I can't speak good chinese. I cannot translate english to chinese or it'll sound funny. Haha. Our chinese teacher started writing some stuffs on the whiteboard and we were asked to copy it. Ruo Ning and I found that the words are &lt;em&gt;too&lt;/em&gt; cursive, she ask me to ask teacher why today she write until so cursive or something, so I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : " Lao shi, wei se me ni de zhi ze me quan quan de? "&lt;br /&gt;Cher, why are your words so cursive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Whole class burst into fits of laughter, and I realised that &lt;em&gt;quan quan &lt;strong&gt;is not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; equal to cursive. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : " OH! SORRY! Lao shi, wei she me ni de zhi ze me liao chao? "&lt;br /&gt;OH! SORRY! Cher, why are you words so cursive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Ruo Ning tell me that &lt;em&gt;liao chao&lt;/em&gt; means messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : " AIYA! Wei se me ni de zhi ze me cursive!?! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Whole class started laughing &lt;strong&gt;again &lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall refrain from speaking chinese in chinese class. Whenever I speak chinese, people will laugh. Oh man.. Its not even funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for Chocolate Day (: Happy happy ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling tired. Packed all the chocolate thingy just now and it was so much fun! Hahaha. I think I'm still not getting enough sleep and I don't have the appetite to eat. Good bye for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch tonight's soccer match!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh, tomorrow's my cousin's, yu xian's and sheng xiang's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EHH PEOPLE, MY HANDPHONE GOT ABIT OF PROBLEM. SO IF YOU MESSAGE ME AND I DIDN'T REPLY, ITS NOT BECAUSE I DONT WANT TO. ITS BECAUSE THE PHONE SUCKS AND I CAN'T RECEIVE ANY MESSAGES. SO NEXT TIME, IF YOU WANT TO MESSAGE ME, DONT. JUST CALL ME. IM ONLY A RING AWAY (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115167530289222450?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115167530289222450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115167530289222450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115167530289222450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115167530289222450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/06/preparing-for-chocolate-day-06.html' title='Preparing for Chocolate Day&apos; 06.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115158875897013513</id><published>2006-06-29T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T22:13:18.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Friend no more?</title><content type='html'>Please understand, this isn't just good bye.&lt;br /&gt;This is I can't stand you.&lt;br /&gt;I cry for this attention.&lt;br /&gt;So search for an excuse for someone to believe you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to cry. Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;Would you care if I really did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Actually, I really did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be a perfectionist at times, but I'm definitely not perfect, what I meant was no one is perfect. I need someone to listen to all my problems, complains, yadashit. Nevermind, I don't even know what I'm trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" You could be the one who listens to deepest inquistitions.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115158875897013513?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115158875897013513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115158875897013513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115158875897013513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115158875897013513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/06/best-friend-no-more.html' title='Best Friend no more?'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115141407944517653</id><published>2006-06-27T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T21:44:40.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just realise teachers do read blogs too.</title><content type='html'>I just realise teachers do blog hop and read student's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha. New semester, new term, new timetable and new seating arrangement. I hate it when I've been shifted from the front all the way to the back. I'd rather seat at the first two rows for every class, and that was what I've been doing. Ha. I find it easier to concentrate when I'm at the front. I prefer the old timetable, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of school, I &lt;strong&gt;have not&lt;/strong&gt; complete my holiday assignments. Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers say that our mid year results are bad. With everybody scoring a D7, E8 or F9, you'll have this feeling that scoring a D7 is perfectly normal. But its not! So when you fail that particular subject, you'll be like ' Ah, so what? Three-quarters of my classmates get the same marks too. ' Why not be like the one-quarter who passed the subject? Go do some reflection. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I suddenly blog about all these, but it just hit me real hard when my form teacher talk about it in the first day. I'm going aim for A2 for every subject and work hard for it. Dang. Cannot afford to fail EndOfYear examinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, chocolate day is coming! I'm so excited. Heh. Just found out that the Proj-teens members get to the organizers' tag or something. People who are in logistic get to wear the organizers&amp;logistic tag. Proj-teens are going to stay back from tomorrow onwards to Friday to pack all the stuffs for chocolate day! And we might be staying in the school on Saturday and Sunday. Yay! I can't wait. Its like a Proj-teens get together or something. Haha. PSL; Project Teens rocks! :) :) :) *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, and I have to go back to the doc's tomorrow. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Ersian looks and acts like Patrick( Spongebob's friend ) Haha! Going to watch soccer later. Brazil! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the last time, I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;do NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; have a boyfriend and I don't intend to be involve in any BGR. HA. People who says that I have boyfriend, or insist that I have one ( not refering to anyone in particular, if you think I'm refering to you, then its you ), go eat your smelly gym socks and go swim in the green grass in our school field. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115141407944517653?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115141407944517653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115141407944517653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115141407944517653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115141407944517653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-just-realise-teachers-do-read-blogs.html' title='I just realise teachers do read blogs too.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115123010665864473</id><published>2006-06-25T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T22:30:22.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PSL farewell 2006.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Out with girl before PSL farewell. We caught Just My Luck and Cars. Heh. Bought my flats for the farewell party too. Anyway, I reached home at like 5+pm or 6pm. Bathed and everything, then dad drive me to Bedok Interchange to meet Clara. Clara's brother drive us to school, and we thought we were late. Hahaha! We J-walked, haha. They decorated the foyer and it was like so glam and all(: Saw the sec 2 girls, and then the sec 4s, everyone was looking great. Everybody was glam. I think there was like less than 15 sec 3 PSLs. Lots of sec threes didnt came. There's LOTS of photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some&lt;/span&gt; of the photos :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Angela, QJ, Clara and Reuben&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Unsucessful shot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;QJ, Reuben and Clara&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Adam was like telling Anthony, "These are all my babes" or something like that. Haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The girls without Adam. I don't know why my hands are in such a weird position.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20023.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jasmine &amp; I. The watch is unglam. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20025.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats with Reuben's legs!? Clara and I.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20029.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The handbag looks so auntie-ish. Eeew, I hate carrying handbags. Unglam seh. Clara, Angela, Shiqi, Sze Man and I.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20030.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Clara, Reuben, Lincoln &amp; Me. Proj-teens! (: Doesn't Lincoln looks cute? Haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20031.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hui Wen, Me, Ruo Ning, Clara, Reuben, Lincoln. All the sec threes that came, without Xinyi, Nikita, Aleem, Anthony and Anand.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20036.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project Teens comm! Proj-teens rock! ((: Oh btw, I was trying to act like one of the guys. Haha! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20037.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls of Proj-teens ((:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20038.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Girlfriend and I(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20039.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Russell, Xinyi and I(:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hui wen and I(: I look retarded.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jia Kai and I decided to take photos so we can show them to Bryan. Haha :)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Shot 1 &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20050.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Shot 2. I look fat. Eew. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20045.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;QJ, Ryan and Clara&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20046.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Clara, Aleem, QJ. I look, eeeyuck. Hahaha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20055.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;With Ruo ning and Clara.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20056.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ruo ning, QJ, Amy, Clara and Reuben&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20058.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Haha. Nothing to say about this photo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Picture%20062.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The bus ride to Tamp inter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I missed my last bus and I have to take cab home. Grr! The farewell was great. Ahh, Im so going to miss the sec 4s): Haha. There's still lots of photos coming up! Woo((((((:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xin Yi's birthday today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY XIN YI!!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OMGOMGOMG, HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL IN 30 MINS((: Yay. Okay, gotta get started with my homework already.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm not looking forward to school reopening. Why can't holidays be like 3 months long? Boo. But I'm looking forward to tomorrow's PE lesson. Wooooo. Haha. Yay! I like P.E lessons even if that means running 10 rounds around the whole school. Heh :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115123010665864473?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115123010665864473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115123010665864473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115123010665864473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115123010665864473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/06/psl-farewell-2006.html' title='PSL farewell 2006.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115104695038017818</id><published>2006-06-23T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T16:09:26.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I keep you my dirty little secret.</title><content type='html'>" &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You take your mid years annually. But the World Cup only happens once in 4 years. Talk about priority..&lt;/span&gt; " - Jasmond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we 3 meet up after like what seems ages? Ahh, and I had so much fun(: Although Bernice and I are in the same school, and we get to see each other like everyday but we both have different commitments so we seldom go out together? On the other hand, Jasmine and I meet up like whenever we had chance? Haha. I love those girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to took neoprints at Heeren, with 2 different machines of course! Then we went to Paragon's Coffee Club. Eeeeee, just because those two are older than me by like 7 months or so, they thought they could bully me! They made me eat the mud pie cause Bernice can't finish it, and there was alot left and Jaspiggo was too full. And we had to cancel our Fruits Fondue order because we were all too full to eat anything else. Haha. All 3 of us kept laughing and laughing and I think the woman sitting beside us was feeling damn pissed off. She looked at us, stood up, and left. She's got the snobbish look on her face. Lol. There's two other men who kept laughing. Whenever we heard their laughter, we laughed along as well. Haha! The way I blog about this isn't really that funny, but it was freaking hilarious yesterday. The bill came, guess what? It was $47++.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After paying the bill, we went to toilet? Along the way, we took photos! Then we walked to fareast, and take neoprints again! Hahaha. Yeah, I left at 7.15pm cause I was suppose to reach Ang Mo Kio, Jubilee centre at 7.20pm. Those two continued shopping. I reached Jubilee Centree at like 7.40pm, then rushed up to the Cinema there where Shirlyn passed me the ticket. Oh great, I missed out so many parts of Just My Luck. I'm so going to watch that chick flick again. Yep. Went home at 9+pm. Bathed and everything, then watch soccer. Haha. Italy won Czech Republic! 2-1. I think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, was suppose to be at the beach yesterday with the 3S people. But it was cancelled. PSL camp was cancelled too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some stupid bastards was like playing Techno songs in the middle of the night at 1++am. Not only was the song not nice, it was awfully loud. They want the whole &lt;s&gt;world&lt;/s&gt; of Bedok Reservoir to hear what their listening. Fuck. Can't they be more considerate? Its not like everyone of us are noctural like them. Stupid bastards.&lt;br /&gt;Then, in the morning, as early as 7am, some stupid idiots are playing below my block? They were screaming and shouting away. Tsk. Boys will never grow up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm going out to meet my aunt&amp;amp;cousins at 4+pm, then later, meeting Xin Yi at 7pm to go get things for farewell. Heh. I still haven't do any homework yet. Maybe if I don't blog so much, I would have time to do my homework. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you my dirty little secret&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret&lt;br /&gt;My dirty little secret(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115104695038017818?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115104695038017818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115104695038017818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115104695038017818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115104695038017818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-keep-you-my-dirty-little-secret.html' title='I keep you my dirty little secret.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115078326726356148</id><published>2006-06-20T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T21:43:25.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Couldn't get out of bed.</title><content type='html'>My fever went away on Sunday and came back on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 12pm yesterday and lied on my bed till 1pm. Went back to bed at 3PM cause my head was pounding and I feel that my body temperature was rising. Slept from 3PM to 7.15PM, went to bathe till 7.30PM, ate porridge, barely 5 scoops.. Didn't have appetite to eat. Felt like puking. Then took 2 big tablets, and at 7.50pm, Im back in my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kept waking up in the middle of the night cause I can't sleep and my whole body was aching. LOL. The result of lying on the bed for too long. Heh. I'm feeling better already. But I still don't have appetite to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;still &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;haven't find anything to wear for farewell party..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Torres and Kaka are cute :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please understand, this isn't just goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;This is I can't stand you.&lt;br /&gt;This is where the world crash into the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;It rises all around me, and now we're barely breathing.&lt;br /&gt;A thousand faces we'll choose to ignore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115078326726356148?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115078326726356148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115078326726356148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115078326726356148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115078326726356148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/06/couldnt-get-out-of-bed.html' title='Couldn&apos;t get out of bed.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115054937497259989</id><published>2006-06-17T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T20:39:04.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wore the same clothes for 2 days.</title><content type='html'>Down with flu, cough and slight fever. I feel as if my cheeks are burning and I can't sleep well at night. Find myself waking up in the middle of night looking for tissues so I can blow my nose. I feel as if I've got no energy to do anything. No energy to bathe, walk, talk.. &lt;em&gt;blabla&lt;/em&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught R.V with girl yesterday. After watching, cabbed down to my cousins' house for BBQ cause it's his birthday. The food was okay, but the cake was simply delicious. Haha :) Went to the playground with the rest of my cousins&amp;friends. Sat on the swing and started swinging. Arghhhh, I miss sitting on the swing, swinging and enjoying the wind. It's so nice :) The playground sure brings back lots of memories. Actually, the whole of Bullion Park( name of the condo ) brings back lots of memories. *I have this funny feeling that Im floating on air. Its like after swimming for 3 hours, you come out of the pool and you'll have this strange feeling. * Childhood. Childhood. Okay, back to the birthday BBQ thingy. At around 9pm, we went up to my cousins' house. Vincent and I went to the living room to use the comp and watch soccer. Argentina VS Serbia&amp;amp;M. 6:0. Hah. Uhhuh. Then actually, I was suppose to go home, but both my parents slept early, and I didn't have the housekey with me, I went to sleep at Jolene's sleep over &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt brought us to this place to eat wanton noodles, then we were like somewhat opposite this kopitiam. Whenever there's a goal, the whole kopitiam will go 'GOAL'. It was damn freaking loud. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I didn't go for drum class today. Was sick&amp;tired, and my aunt brought us to Takashimaya. I like Coffee Club's fruit fondue(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going home today. Yay! Like finally? After 2 days. I miss my bed :((( If my aunt or aunty Hazel fetch me home late again today, I think I don't even have to go home already. Cause my dad's overseas, my mom prolly sleeps early, my maid will definitely sleep early and my brother.. I don't know what. But I remembered that one time, I went home like real late, both my parents were sleeping, my brother was in the toilet, my maid was sleeping too.. I think? I rang the damned doorbell, and it wouldn't ring! So, aiming at my brother's window, I threw my slippers up, and it MISSED! Whatthehell. Luckily my maid heard me knocking onto the windows. So yeah.. I WANT TO GO HOME TONIGHT! When you're feeling feverish&amp;amp;sick, and the thought of you staying at other people's house just suck. I WANT TO GO HOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please donate to qj's fund, so I can buy a drumset. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to kick soccer, I want to surf, I want to skate, I want to rollerblade, I want to kayak, I want to sandboard, I want to ski, I want to ice-skate, blablablah. I want to do alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till now, I haven't find a thing suitable to wear for PSL farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115054937497259989?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115054937497259989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115054937497259989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115054937497259989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115054937497259989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/06/wore-same-clothes-for-2-days.html' title='Wore the same clothes for 2 days.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115036042827172436</id><published>2006-06-15T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T16:40:54.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got tagged to do this.</title><content type='html'>I got tagged by Jasmineny to do this, so here it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Instructions:Name 20 people you can think of at the top of your head.Don't read the questions before you write and tag 5 people to do the survey.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cad&lt;br /&gt;2. Sylvia&lt;br /&gt;3. Yuan Li&lt;br /&gt;4. Jasmineny&lt;br /&gt;5. Girlfriend #4&lt;br /&gt;6. Hui wen[ wernie ]&lt;br /&gt;7. Bryan&lt;br /&gt;8. Zuhdee&lt;br /&gt;9. Vany&lt;br /&gt;10. Sin Lek&lt;br /&gt;11. Markny&lt;br /&gt;12. Ian&lt;br /&gt;13. Elaine&lt;br /&gt;14. Bernice&lt;br /&gt;15. Ersian&lt;br /&gt;16. William&lt;br /&gt;17. Russell [ sec 4, my girlfriend :) ]&lt;br /&gt;18. Shirley&lt;br /&gt;19. Bestie&lt;br /&gt;20. Sam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How did you meet #14?&lt;br /&gt;We met in kingdergarten :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What would you do if you had never met #1?Life would be boring :( Cad's the best :DD She makes me smile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What would you do if #20 and #9 dated?&lt;br /&gt;I'll get the shock of my life! Damn, it will NEVER happen. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Would #6 &amp; #17 make a good couple?Nah.&lt;br /&gt;5. Describe #3.Someone who likes to eat? haha. Umm, Yuan Li's COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you think #8 is attractive?&lt;br /&gt;Um, he's ok. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Tell me something about #7.&lt;br /&gt;He's in USA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you know anything about #12's family?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.What is #8's favourite?&lt;br /&gt;Soccer :) [ Ok, I'm right, he told me its soccer. wahahaha ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What would you do if #11 confesses that he/she likes you?&lt;br /&gt;I'll just laugh my ass off cause that will never happen :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What language does #15 speak?&lt;br /&gt;Poonani language? heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who is #9 going out with?&lt;br /&gt;#8, Zuhdi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. How old is #16 now?&lt;br /&gt;19 this year, I think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. When was the last time you talked to #13?&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who's #2's favourite singer?&lt;br /&gt;Singer? Not sure. [ P.S: Sorry Syl! :D ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Would you date #4?&lt;br /&gt;If I'm a boy, YES OF COURSE :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you date #7?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, wahahha :) He's my husbandddddd. wooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Is #15 single?&lt;br /&gt;Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is #10's last name?&lt;br /&gt;Lek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Would you ever consider being in a relationship with #19?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. He's my bestie :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What schools did #3 go to?&lt;br /&gt;Err.. I don't know!? She's currently in the same school as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Where does #6 live?&lt;br /&gt;Pasir Ris!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What's your favourite thing about #5?&lt;br /&gt;His braces! Woooooo :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What do you think of #18?&lt;br /&gt;Nonsensical, crappy, funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What do #4 &amp;amp; #19 have in common?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What special qualities does #17 hold in your life?&lt;br /&gt;He's my girlfriend, fellow PSL and he ROCKS :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag whoever that reads my blog to do this :) Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Germany VS Poland&lt;br /&gt;1 : 0&lt;br /&gt;GERMANY ROCKS MY SOCKS LA. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is England&amp;amp;Togo. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;I support England :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells, gotta go already. Love :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115036042827172436?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115036042827172436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115036042827172436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115036042827172436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115036042827172436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-got-tagged-to-do-this.html' title='I got tagged to do this.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115029942397048444</id><published>2006-06-14T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T23:37:04.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spain VS Ukraine</title><content type='html'>SPAIN VS UKRAINE&lt;br /&gt;4 : 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spain's player, Fernando Torres is CUTE/HOT :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to upload his photo but unfortunately, blogger has gone mad.&lt;br /&gt;Argh! But ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight at 3am is Germany VS Poland.&lt;br /&gt;Germany will win :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115029942397048444?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115029942397048444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115029942397048444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115029942397048444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115029942397048444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/06/spain-vs-ukraine.html' title='Spain VS Ukraine'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115027463727782010</id><published>2006-06-14T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T17:23:53.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>White, Grey &amp; Black (from William's blog)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;My role has come to fade away, eroded by time and distance but my heart will always beat the PSL spirit...&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;William&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Finally, it is complete. The 3 colours that represent the transition of every peer support leader. White. Grey. Black. Upon the end of 2006 Primary 5 camp held at my secondary school, I realized that the very symbols accustomed to each support leader's evolution are these colours on their T-shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White - bearing the colour of a new beginning of this leadership journey. The very basic and plain colour most should have. In the past, as I don this colour, I experienced something different. The kind of exposure I have never thought I would find by joining this leadership group. It represents my first encounter with my strength and weaknesses of being a leader. Often, I found myself fragile towards criticisms and I have no choice but to accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grey - bearing the colour of a buffer zone. The point of time when commitment was being questioned. For many, this colour is an exception because they have already chosen their path, to give their all for their newly-found family. But for me, I endured much questions that I, myself created. I find myself asking whether I was good enough to be part of this group. Kept wondering how I got this far and whether I could go on to live up to PSL. Kept searching for my place and role to play in order to not be branded as 'inactive' which I eventually overcome, knowing that every little thing I did for PSL would never be a waste, every single things counts, no matter how insignificant. This is also the time when a well-affirmed decision could transform one cocoon into a butterfly. Metamorphosis as one may call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black - bearing the colour of professionalism. The peak of one's experience is being tested. This is the time where one finds himself realizing why he was part of this family and truly present himself to be the best he can give. For some, the joy of being a PSL was so memorable that he could not bring himself to ignore the good old times that he would do anything to contribute his services for the betterment of the group. For others, it may represent the colour of succession and farewell. But one thing remains unchanged as one puts on this colour, there will be no regrets for having completed this extraordinary journey one could ever get once in his lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And remember that PSL have given you much and when the time comes, you will have to make a choice whether to give back something for PSL. The choice is yours alone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the above passage was extracted from William's blog. No words can describe how I felt when I read that passage.. Aww. Oh bytheway, I've got the permission from William to copy&amp;paste the passage to my blog(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught The Omen already. Not as scary as I thought it will be. Haha, but why that young boy never die! I don't like the ending.. Other people watch horror flicks, they scream&amp;amp;scream&amp;scream. Girl and I watch horror flick, laugh&amp;amp;laugh&amp;laugh until stomach pain. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to see doctor at Aljunied just now. Damn those skin infection or whatever it is. It isn't getting any better!! It's damn itchy luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I haven't do any holiday homework yet. I don't even know which subject have what homework? Shirley says there's Geography worksheet, but I can't find my worksheet! Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, I don't think I'm getting enough hours of sleep. I feel so tired and sleepy everyday. Oh yes, I forgot. I need 18hours of sleep a day ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't watch yesterday's match. Brazil VS what huh? But I know they won :) YAY!&lt;br /&gt;Korea VS Togo, KOREA WON :D Czech Republic VS USA, Czech R won right? LOL :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You will be sorry when I'm gone..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Days when I still feel alive..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115027463727782010?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115027463727782010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115027463727782010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115027463727782010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115027463727782010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/06/white-grey-black-from-williams-blog.html' title='White, Grey &amp; Black (from William&apos;s blog)'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-115012123252444083</id><published>2006-06-12T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T23:49:33.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All star.</title><content type='html'>After the Elias Park Primary thing, the PSLs went to McDonalds to celebrate Michele's birthday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY MICHELE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left McDonald with Clara, Raihanah, Mei Yoke, Reuben, James and Samuel. Everyone except Reuben took MRT home. One by one, we alighted at different stops. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Raihanah and I were talking about some girls that we dont like. The cmi-posers. Like, eeew? Damn.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously abhor/detest/hate/dislike/loathe/can't stand (whatever english words use to describe 'hate' that can be found in the dictionary) those iilurbeeuu people. Mdm Yeo said : " With this type of lousy english, you can get to NO where " or something like this. Ok, this post is just some random post, and I ain't refering to anyone. But seriously, why add an extra letter to a word? For eg, you = euu. EEEWWWWWWW. MAJOR TURNOFF&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH btw, I finally have ESPN or whatever it is. The sports channel. I HAVE IT ALREADY!! :) YAY. I can finally watch world cup :)) Soccer,soccer,soccer&amp;amp;soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that Im losing&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; two&lt;/span&gt; of my best friends :(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Best Friends&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;What/who are they actually?&lt;br /&gt;I really feel that I'm losing my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling really emo lately.&lt;br /&gt;Her grandma passed away, I feel like crying :( We were once so close. We were once the bestest of best friends. We were once.&lt;br /&gt;And oh great, what happened to all my best friends? Oh, Im losing them one by one. Fuck lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its always like this.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should just ask Mark go with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its always MY fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-115012123252444083?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/115012123252444083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=115012123252444083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115012123252444083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/115012123252444083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/06/all-star.html' title='All star.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-114991928282995857</id><published>2006-06-10T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T14:52:18.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Primary 5 daycamp.</title><content type='html'>There was 2 Primary 5 day camps consecutively from Tuesday to Friday. The P5 kids were great! I took Haagen Daaz with Lincoln for the first camp. I never knew Lincoln was such a cool guy. He's great. Haha. Took Sakae Sushi for the second camp and Jeffrey was my partner! Woo. Together, we're Joga&amp;Bonito. I'm Joga, his Bonito. Joga Bonito; play beautifully. Anyway, both Haagen Daaz (from the first camp) and Sakae Sushi (2nd camp) won "The most enthusiastic group " award :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The confidence walk on Thursday night was cool! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im dead tired right now. Unfortunately, 12 hours of sleep wasn't enough. Pahang&amp;P5 camp drained out most of my energy. Ha. OH, and I didn't watch yesterday's match but thanks to &lt;em&gt;girl&lt;/em&gt;, I got to know the scores :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Germany VS Costa Rica, 4 : 2&lt;br /&gt;Ecuador VS Poland, 2:0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERMANY WON!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, I KNEW IT :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supporting BRAZIL, ENGLAND AND ITALY too. Weee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English is POOR POOR&lt;br /&gt;American is VERY GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. The Cowboy guy. Cool. I can still picture Annop doing that. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those stupid damned marks caused by the infections. Eeew. Uglyugly. I can't wear skirts now. Andandand its still itchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I just found out that it's Jeffrey a.k.a Bonito's birthday today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 14TH BIRTHDAY JEFFREY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly 3 more months to my birthday :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-114991928282995857?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/114991928282995857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=114991928282995857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/114991928282995857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/114991928282995857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/06/primary-5-daycamp.html' title='Primary 5 daycamp.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-114931119112709359</id><published>2006-06-03T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T00:07:25.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday&amp;Saturday's post.</title><content type='html'>After window-shopping with Cadence yesterday, we went to Tampines Mall. We didn't buy anything, cause there wasn't anything nice that caught our eyes. Its like, whenever I've got the money to buy things, there aren't many things I can buy, so, I ended up &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; buying anything. Or maybe, I was just too fussy. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Cad went home, I went to find bestie :]&lt;br /&gt;Told him I wanted to watch &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BenchWarmers&lt;/span&gt;. He ask me to go LongJohnSilver to find them. Intheend, bestie said he can't watch the movie. So yeah, we ( Annop, Richard, Hyder and I ) watch the movie without bestie :(&lt;br /&gt;The show was amusing, hilarious and entertaining. Haha. Was laughing like through out the whole show? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My skin infection isn't getting any better. Dang, it's super itchy luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, it seems like I can't think of anything to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jas&lt;/span&gt;piggo tomorrow :)) Yay. Been a while since I last saw her. Haha :DD&lt;br /&gt;We're going to watch &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She's the Man&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Within a week, I've watch like around 3-4 movies already?&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, I watched X-Men 3.&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday, caught X-Men 3 again.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Benchwarmers.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be She's The Man.&lt;br /&gt;Monday, I'm going to watch The Nun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the days to come.. Cars, The Omen, Scary Movie 4 and R.V. Haha, there's just so many shows to watch :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think I'm going to be broke real soon. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so emo after reading what he wrote/type, whatever it is.&lt;br /&gt;An end to something which never happened? Ha.&lt;br /&gt;Shall blog again later. Tata, love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/editededited (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/320/DSCN0570.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPPORT BRASIL FOR WORLD CUP [: I LIKE BRASIL. Doesn't this shirt looks so beautiful? Ha. Thanks Zuhdi :) This is one sexaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay shirt. Hah. I want a Brasil shirt too! Dang. :DDD Is it Brasil or Brazil? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've got so many things to blog about, but on the other hand, I don't think Im going to blog about it. I'll just write it all down in my diary? Ha. Been 15784210 years since I last wrote in my diary. I think my diary is torn&amp;amp;tattered, covered with cobwebs and dust. Oh well..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I need to let everything out of me, or I'll just explode and die. Which, of course, will never happen.. Ha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-114931119112709359?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/114931119112709359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=114931119112709359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/114931119112709359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/114931119112709359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/06/fridaysaturdays-post.html' title='Friday&amp;Saturday&apos;s post.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-114908298038247222</id><published>2006-05-31T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T21:43:13.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PAUL TWOHILL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PAUL TWOHILL IS CUTE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAUL TWOHILL&lt;br /&gt;PAUL TWOHILL&lt;br /&gt;PAUL TWOHILL&lt;br /&gt;PAUL TWOHILL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vote for Paul Twohill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-114908298038247222?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/114908298038247222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=114908298038247222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/114908298038247222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/114908298038247222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/05/paul-twohill.html' title='PAUL TWOHILL.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-114899802663320875</id><published>2006-05-30T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T22:12:07.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>X3: The last stand.</title><content type='html'>I caught X3 : The last stand &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;twice&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;First time was with girlfriend and his friend on sunday, the second time is today. Wooo. The story damn nice luh. Warren Worthington III a.k.a Angel is HOT. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we got back our results today. It wasn't really surprising luh. Failed 4 and passed 3. Kinda expected it. Wth luh, never in my whole life of 487965 years ( yes, Im that old((: ), have I failed overall percentage. I shall work hard for endofyear examinations. And this time, Im going to aim for top 10, with a passing percentage of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyes, so back to X-men. Hahaha, I LOVE XMEN :D&lt;br /&gt;went to watch with my classmates :)) One bunch of hyperactive people just like me :D Eeee, psychotic sia. Seriously, I love my class. My class is HOT. Wooooooooo :) Yay, I want another class outing. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my camp mates :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck those mozzies (according to Jasmine, mosquito = mozzies) bites man. Fucking irritating can. Super itchy. Argh, itchy scratchy. Damned. Stupid skin infection. Getting new spots everyday. I've got 8 new ones today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, Im so happy I passed English :)&lt;br /&gt;Longlonglonglong story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like talking to him nowadays. I mean, its like I'm trying to avoid him, but Im not. Sad case. Its like, Ive got nothing else to say to him anymore. Sad. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I MISS SAM :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, I've got a new pet :) Its a duck and it's name is ducky boo. So cute ah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to watch Singapore Idol, love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-114899802663320875?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/114899802663320875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=114899802663320875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/114899802663320875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/114899802663320875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/05/x3-last-stand.html' title='X3: The last stand.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-114870983776073559</id><published>2006-05-27T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T17:01:03.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sec three Resilience camp 2006.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SEC THREE RESILENCE CAMP WAS A HELL LOT OF FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pity to those people who didn't go for the camp cause it's like a once in a life time thing. There's just too many things to blog about and I don't know where to start with.&lt;br /&gt;My legs are like superdamnultrafreaking itchy right now. I beat Boon Hong, I've got like 76 mosquito bites while he only got 70. Im still counting.. Arghh. I can't wear skirts now cause my legs are ugly :(( I've got 1 leech bite. Haha. Leech are disgusting..eew. Leeches are elastic, they can stretch and expand. Yucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn, I've got this super long post and now its gone.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, I shall re-blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Survival's group 1 rock! Uetake! :D&lt;br /&gt;Lina, Humairah, Qiu Jin, Annop, Richard, Sabri, Terence, Sin Huat, Jun Xiong, Milton, Yong Siang, Shao Ming, Ling Bo and Mashuk.&lt;br /&gt;Instructors/Facilitators : Jackson, Jeffry, Miza.&lt;br /&gt;Uetake's logo was the Shaolin Showdown monk, and our motto is " Play safe, be a monk. " Haha, damn funny luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will definitely miss the time when we bathed in the river and when the 6 of us shared a tent and talk nonsense together. Fun times(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lots of things happened from 22-24th may. Not going to blog about it, lol. Too lazy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25th May was one of the most memorable days :))&lt;br /&gt;We took the shortcut back and got bitten by lots of mosquitoes&amp;leeches. Thats where I got all my bites and cuts from I guess? Hmm. Uetake was the first group to reach the island where we started on 22nd May. Wooo. Then we took bus to this primary school. The hall damn cool luh, multi-purpose sehhh.&lt;br /&gt;We went outside to practise our group cheer.&lt;br /&gt;It goes like this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young minds fulfilling our destiny&lt;br /&gt;Traveling to Pahang eating cherry&lt;br /&gt;We are not what you call girly&lt;br /&gt;We'll turn you legs into jelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa oh oh ohoh&lt;br /&gt;Survival&lt;br /&gt;UETAKE!!! (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 7pm we had reunion dinner. The reunion dinner was cool/good :)) Most of the 3S people sat together and eat. Haha, I LOVE my class :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teachers damn bad sia, give out those stupid prizes. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Like who got the most leeches bite, who fell down the most time and all. Haha. Entertainment? Maybe. I fell down like 6 times or something? Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole of Survival group got this real cool cheer going on. Haha, we got the hand sign too. Woooo. The poonani handsign. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Survival won the overall championship :DD WE ROCK.&lt;br /&gt;Uetake won the cheering competition :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then took bus to the train station. So not fair! The bus so glam and we only get to sit in it for like 5 mins. Sat on the floor of the train station for like 2 hours or something? My butt pain sia. Board the train only at like 3.15am. I'm like freezing inside the train? It was really cold luh. And I wore shorts. Haha, dumb seh. Woke up at 8+am, saw Sabri eating, then he shared his fried rice with me. The fried rice was simply delicious :D When almost everyone is up, Boon Hong, Vany, Shirley and I played taitee. Wheeee. Reached the customcustom thingy at 12+pm, checked passport, then went back to the train. The train was traveling veryvery slowly. Richard sat opposite me, see him sleep, I also felt like sleeping. So I slept. Damn uncomfortable.. Humairah lent me her shoulders but I don't know how she sleep then her shoulders like damn low. Then my neck pain. LOL. Arrived at Tanjong Pagar railway station at 1+pm I think. Took bus back to school, then went to Bedok to eat at KFC with alot of people. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 5.45pm and woke up at 8.10pm, then, slept at 10+pm and woke up at 11+am today morning. Slept for like 16 hours only. Haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going for drum lesson today. Too tired already. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See luh, now this post suck. Cause the previous post disappeared and then I anyhow blog this time round. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents and brother went to eat at this Japanese Restaurant yesterday and I didn't get to go cause I was so damn tired. Eeee. So unfair right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is so random. Ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS CAMP DAYS :(((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to watch X MEN 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back from camp just yesterday, and Mark (not psychodude) is leaving for China today. Ian is going to Australia next wednesday. Boo, I'm going to miss them :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want to go to Australia&lt;/span&gt; too!! Arghhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing beats the exhilaration that comes with the FIFA world cup"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-114870983776073559?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/114870983776073559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=114870983776073559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/114870983776073559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/114870983776073559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/05/sec-three-resilience-camp-2006.html' title='Sec three Resilience camp 2006.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-114814157731450269</id><published>2006-05-20T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T00:36:03.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Young leaders convention.</title><content type='html'>We had Young Leaders' convention today! It was pretty fun(: Wooooots. I like the speakers. Especially Mr Jack Sim &amp; Dr Andrew Goh. Haha, Jack Sim, the toilet bowl boy. I want to go to the convention thingy again! Hahaha:) Dr Andrew Goh was funny, lol. Motivational talker. Cool!&lt;br /&gt;Now I know what I want to do in the future :)&lt;br /&gt;Other schools like send the student leaders to attend this event, our school sent the &lt;strong&gt;whole&lt;/strong&gt; sec 3 cohort. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;People always laugh at me because I am different, but I laugh at them cause they are all the same &lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Why be the same when everybody else is born to be different?&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bad Day"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the moment we needed the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;They tell me your blue skies fade to grey&lt;br /&gt;They tell me your passion's gone away&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stand in the line just to hit a new low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're faking a smile&lt;/strong&gt; with the coffee to go&lt;br /&gt;You tell me your life's been way off line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're falling to pieces everytime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause you had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down&lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You say you don't know&lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The camera don't lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you need a blue sky holiday&lt;br /&gt;The point is they laugh at what you say&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down&lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know&lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;The camera don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh.. Holiday..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the system goes on the blink&lt;br /&gt;And the whole thing turns out wrong&lt;br /&gt;You might not make it back and you know&lt;br /&gt;That you could be well oh that strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not wrong&lt;br /&gt;So where is the passion when you need it the most&lt;br /&gt;Oh you and I&lt;br /&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down&lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know&lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You've seen what you like&lt;br /&gt;And how does it feel for one more time&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU HAD A BAD DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec Three Resilience Camp is coming! Woooooo. I haven't pack my bag yet. I've got no bag, haha.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want 30th May to come.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to collect my results slip.&lt;br /&gt;Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, Cadence, are you reading this? I hope you are(:&lt;br /&gt;THE AMAZING RACE HAVE INSPIRE ME TO TRAVEL AROUND THE WORLD!! WOO(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;want&lt;/strong&gt; to buy drumset.&lt;br /&gt;But my dad don't want to buy for me :(&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I really can't stand my father. I feel like running out of the house and all. He &lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt; unreasonable, unglam, yadayadashit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WILL MISS &lt;strong&gt;SYLVIA&lt;/strong&gt; WHEN I GO TO SEC THREE CAMP! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I WILL MISS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CADENCE, YUAN LI, JASMINE, MARK, IAN, JING KAI, those people from my class who are not going to camp, EDWIN&lt;/span&gt; &amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp; ALOT OTHER PEOPLE(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can't think of anyone's name now, lol. But I promise I'll add in their names if I remember. Writer's block, hahaha :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY ZAFIRAH!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, sometimes I &lt;strong&gt;really hate&lt;/strong&gt; staying at home.&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-114814157731450269?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/114814157731450269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=114814157731450269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/114814157731450269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/114814157731450269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/05/young-leaders-convention.html' title='Young leaders convention.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-114805565762733724</id><published>2006-05-20T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T00:23:41.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Race (Season 9)</title><content type='html'>HIPPIES WON!! :D&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, just look at that stupid look on frat boys' face. The " du-lan " face. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to Anchorage, Alaska. The snow is so nice. White, pure white snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to travel around the world(:&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to alot of countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad the fight is over :(&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;em&gt;reallyreallyreally&lt;/em&gt; sad just now. Booo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're sad, cause I am too :(&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for treating you real bad. Major moodswings. You can choose to &lt;em&gt;youknowyouknow&lt;/em&gt; other people if you want..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, I'm refering to two different people ah. The above paragraph and the aboveabove paragraph. Two different people. I want things to go back to normal :(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;still&lt;/strong&gt; don't feel like talking to you. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; I REALLY WANT TO TRAVEL AROUND THE WORLD((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-114805565762733724?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/114805565762733724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=114805565762733724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/114805565762733724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/114805565762733724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/05/amazing-race-season-9_20.html' title='Amazing Race (Season 9)'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-114804504126443650</id><published>2006-05-19T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T21:24:01.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sit down and cry.</title><content type='html'>Just sit down and cry..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-114804504126443650?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/114804504126443650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=114804504126443650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/114804504126443650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/114804504126443650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/05/sit-down-and-cry.html' title='Sit down and cry.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-114803967756601298</id><published>2006-05-19T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T20:17:57.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got back test papers (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F9,F9&amp;F9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our batch have the worst results in TMS history.&lt;br /&gt;I think Mrs Tan is like damn pissed with the whole cohort. Long story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never have I ever dreamt of flunking chemistry so badly. I mean like, yeah, I really did study for it and all. But guess what? I failed &lt;strong&gt;terribly&lt;/strong&gt;. Its pretty saddening luh, cause it's like chemistry is one of my favourtite subject. Oh, I flunked physics badly too. Ha. Stupid careless mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"there just ain't no chemistry between me and chemistry.. :( "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOOD LUCK IAN!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually passed chinese. Botherline pass. But, there's this stupid mistake, so minus 1 mark, and thus, I failed chinese. Yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies Paper actually cheered me up a little (: Yay, Ive got like the second highest in class. Although no one pass SS. Haha. I'm quite happy with my SS marks actually, although I still need 3 more marks to pass combined humanities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I only got 1 F9. The rest are all C5, C6, and D7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to study real hard during June Holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Study,study&amp;amp;study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch Over the Hedge with Humairah, Shu han and bestie today. The show cheered me up alot! Haha, so cute sia. "I can burp my ABC.." LOL. Saw Mark-thepsychodude while buying tickets. Psychodude is TALL and dark. LOL. Such coincidence. Saw Douglas&amp;co, and some other Temasekians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reasons, I don't feel like talking to Richard&amp;amp;Co. I &lt;strong&gt;don't want&lt;/strong&gt; to talk to girlfriend either.. Look who's the one talking la, who's the one who started PS-ing one?! Reflect on your own words, you bloody kuku. You contradict yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go and cry in the toilet cause the whole world sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got Class Manager badge now(: Wahaha. So random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM FIVE QUATERS AND A HEART DOWN&lt;/span&gt; :((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel good. I don't feel like talking.&lt;br /&gt;Especially to him&amp;him&amp;amp;him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MISS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; JASMINE :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-114803967756601298?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/114803967756601298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=114803967756601298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/114803967756601298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/114803967756601298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/05/got-back-test-papers-2.html' title='Got back test papers (2)'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-114795291036765750</id><published>2006-05-18T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T21:05:10.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arsenal VS Barcelona.</title><content type='html'>Arsenal didn't win, instead, Barcelona won. 2:1.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get to watch the match cause I was tired and I slept at 1.10am.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Nevermind, I've got nice people who smsed me the results (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting back the rest of the subjects tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I think my results are going to suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BJ&amp;Tyler won The Amazing Race! COOL.&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather they win rather than the stupid frat boys. What ever happened to Ray&amp;amp;Yolanda? Haha. Hippies rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MARK IS PYSCHOTIC!&lt;/span&gt; WOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MISS&lt;/span&gt; JASMINE :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Toodles, love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-114795291036765750?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/114795291036765750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=114795291036765750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/114795291036765750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/114795291036765750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/05/arsenal-vs-barcelona.html' title='Arsenal VS Barcelona.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-114786845606679327</id><published>2006-05-17T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T00:42:18.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got back test papers (1)</title><content type='html'>It has been days since I last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I do still come online and all but I was just too lazy to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some apparent reasons, which I don't know what it is, I've been feeling real tired&amp;hungry lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I feel that every pint of energy have been drained out from me. Like the sec 1 green scavenger race on Monday, walking&amp;amp;finding the stations alone already consumed ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- this much of my energy. Some more, Alain's group and my group, blind leading the blind. We walked all the way to the end there, and we even crossed the stupid green bridge or something only to find out that the last station is not that far. So, we had to walk back. Since we don't have enough time, we just walked all the way back to the starting point, and yes. We're the last of the &lt;em&gt;lastlastlast&lt;/em&gt;. But nvm, it was fun luh(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came back at school at around 11++am, and I went up to hall! Dang, my camp group is really cool luh((: The logo was some fierce looking monk and there's 1 flower at the bottom, beside the monk's foot. The flower is to let everyone know that although the monk is fierce, he have a soft side in him too! Hahaha, it was damn funny when Richard was doing the presentation. LOL. What was the group motto again? I think its was something like 'Play safe, be a monk'. After that, Clara, Michele, Deborah and I went to change for PSL photo taking. Photo-taking was a hell load of fun, haha. Especially during the second fun shot(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we have the IPP thing in the morning. Being confined into a room with like 37 other people, excluding the teachers and all the windows/doors sealed up without fan, wasn't really a fun thing to do :( It was stuffy, the air was humid and all. Mdm Yeo said that there was free sauna for all of us. Haha. When 9.15am finally came, and we're allowed to open the doors and all, like quarter of the class rushed outside to the corridors there? The wind felt like air-con! Then, we had our class photo-taking. I feel that class photo-taking was a lot more fun than PSL photo-taking. Haha, every one is like shrieking&amp;screaming, and there's like some other nutty ones like me, laughing away?! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;After recess we have the "Lets-go-to-the-movies" thingy, and we watched X2. Yay, one of my favourite shows :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get to know the results for 5 subjects today, and overall, it was quite disappointing luh. Passed English, Geography and Art. Just bother line passes, all 50+. I need 1 more mark to get B4 for art luh. Damned. Failed POA, but overall I passed. Failed maths, badly. Then what's the purpose of having maths tuition? Makes no sense. Sometimes, even if you put in a lot of effort to study, the marks that you get, are not really the marks that you have expected. Okay, its all over now. Don't cry over spilt milk (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah, its alright. Wasn't expecting much anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruo Ning and I joined the Isreali Exchange Program thingy:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats with the warm weather nowadays? The weather is killing me. Singapore is a warm country. I WANT THE RAIN TO COME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;LATER GOT SOCCER MATCH AT 2AM((:&lt;br /&gt;ARSENAL VS BARCELONA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh, I cannot decide who I want to support cause I like both teams. LOL. But I think Arsenal will win Barcelona ah(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys around me are turning me into a soccer freak/maniac.&lt;br /&gt;BOOO. World Cup 06 is coming and I can't watch it cause I don't have the channel. I don't have any soccer channels :( I don't have channel 23&amp;amp;24!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, love(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-114786845606679327?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/114786845606679327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=114786845606679327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/114786845606679327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/114786845606679327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/05/got-back-test-papers-1.html' title='Got back test papers (1)'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-114753360182251911</id><published>2006-05-13T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T23:58:48.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN, FUN AND MORE FUN :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Friday, 12/05/06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Cadence at Bedok MRT station, and we took train to Suntec to meet YuanLi. Yay, like after 7 months, we finally have our B&amp;J date((: Wooooo~ Maybellyn and her friend was there too. Lol, I think May have sexy voice. Haha, we ate like 2 bowls of the mix-and-match ice cream, which is like 6 flavors! The price went up already. The last time Sylvia and I went to eat was $7.50, now, its $8.50. What only, wanna eat our money. Hahaha :p Took lots of photos of the icecream&amp;amp;everythingaroundit with Cad's phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Image%28001%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ben&amp;Jerry's. Woooooooooo :DD&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/X8000079.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Ben!! Or is it Jerry?&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/Image%28002%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt; First bowl of Icecream. Wheee(: Its delicious.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/X8000083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The remains of the first bowl of icecream. Haha.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/X8000078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This was, err.. totally irrelevant? Purple balloon? Um..?!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/X8000086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Wooo, second bowl of icecream(: So cool looking right? Haha. Is it tempting? Do you feel like eating it? ((:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/X8000085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The waffle of, um.. 2nd bowl of icecream? &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/X8000084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Um, the remains of the 2 bowls :p&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4868/904/200/X8000082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;See? We're neat eaters(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough of icecream for now. We took photos too(: Birdmonkeyape/birdapemonkey? Haha. Sia la, cannot upload:(( I will upload them tomorrow. Anyway, after eating icecream yesterday, YuanLi,May&amp;her friend went to meet some other guy? Cad and I went window shopping((: Yay, hey Cad, someday we go shopping spree ah? Go suntec k! Haha, alot things to buy from topshop&amp;amp;mango. Haha. Shopping spree, here we come! Wooooo ((: Uhhuh, we walk around walk around, then took MRT back to tamp, then went home(: I have such a fun&amp;enjoyable day! Wheee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday, 13/05/06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY TO KHAIZAL!! :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY TO RICHARD!! :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY TO ERSIAN!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, 3 birthday boys of the same age, same school. I watched Pokemon today! Haha, its series 8 already! Damn fast sia. Pokemon Advance Battle or something? Ohyes, speaking of Pokemon, there's this really cool&amp;amp;lame video in youtube Sylvia told me to go to. Just for laugh, I think you guys should go watch. Its freaking hilarious and gay luh. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0XxI-hvPRRA&amp;feature=Favorites&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;t=t&amp;f=b"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0XxI-hvPRRA&amp;amp;feature=Favorites&amp;page=1&amp;amp;amp;t=t&amp;f=b&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp; there's this cool dancer too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://totallyhilarious.com/evolution_of_dance/?f=aw"&gt;http://totallyhilarious.com/evolution_of_dance/?f=aw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. Haha, I was LMAO-ing off while watching those two videos yesterday. Haha, the Pokemon one funnier(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught a movie with richard&amp;gang today. Haha. Was suppose to watch 'When a stranger calls' but we watched 'Poseidon' instead. I think its a cool movie luh. Kurt Russell is in it! And the Phantom of the Opera girl also! Emily Rossum or something? The movie is really nice luh. Haha. I think we're damn noisy inside the cinema luh, like no one talking.. only us. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, I don't know where the guys went luh, then I went to meet Kai and his friend. Guess what? Their names are the same! Jingkai&amp;amp;Jingkai. Haha! Had lots of fun&amp;laughter. Wooooo ((: We went to arcade to play! Haha, ehhhhh.. I still wanna play Capcom VS Marvel. Ehh Kai, next time I challenge with you again k! Hahaha =) They were like so nice luh, waited for my lesson to finish and everything. Then we went to Bedok. Actually, we wanted to catch a movie, but we reached there at 7.18pm, and almost all the shows starts at 7.15pm and we wanted to eat, so we didn't watch any movie in the end :(&lt;br /&gt;Talk nonsensical stuffs in Mac and was laughing like shit lah. They damn funny sia, haha! Jing kai = lame&amp;amp;funny. Jing kai X 2 = lame,funny&amp;laughter X 2. Haha, we were like talking about the Russell Peters thingy. LOL. Yep. Left Mac at 8++pm and went to some park or something? Went to find their cat. Haha, which name is, also, Jingkai. Haha, but that cat's a female! :D Poor kitten, injured its eye. We bought food for the kitten to eat :DD Haha, Jing kai(Lim) hates the fishy smell! LOL. His reaction was damn funny luh, lol! Cause he accidentally touched the food, then he smelled it, and he was like : ' EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, so smelly! '. Then he fall on the ground and laid there or something? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Left that place at around 9.05pm and walked back to interchange to take bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at around 9.40pm. Yeah. Haha, I have had lots of fun this two days(: I have great friends &lt;333333333333. Yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;I want to buy lots of new clothes!&lt;br /&gt;But unfortunately, I think I'm most prolly free only on the third week of June onwards? Sad:( But ohwell, life's like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I have had enough of blogging for today(:&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch ALL the Pokemon series :D&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch Cardcaptor Sakura! HAHAHA :))&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch TOM&amp;amp;JERRY &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I will support Brasil for world cup. Don't ask me why, I just like them? Haha. I'm starting to be a lil teeny weeny soccer-crazed. Haha, OMG, I'm beginning to be like one of the guys. Oh damn. Haha, whatever luh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? Exams are like finally over, so now, I'm stress-free. Everyday go out play? Hahaha(: I wanna catch alot of movies, anyone want to catch them with me? Wheeee :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles, love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-114753360182251911?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/114753360182251911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=114753360182251911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/114753360182251911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/114753360182251911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/05/fun-fun-and-more-fun-d.html' title='FUN, FUN AND MORE FUN :D'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-114735919984277828</id><published>2006-05-11T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T23:21:27.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams are over! =D</title><content type='html'>EXAMS ARE FINALLY OVER. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;PARTEHHHHHH TIME!! WOOOOO~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets all get into the mood of partying(:&lt;br /&gt;Shopping-sprees, here I come :DD&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I can't wait for sec 3 camp :D I don't want to get back my results for this term cause I know I didn't do pretty well. But I did study real hard.. Crap, my efforts are going down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to meet girlfriend and go to school together in the morning. Did my art till like 2am yesterday night and don'tknow why, I just can't fall asleep. When I finally slept, it was time to wake up. Ha, I didn't hear my alarm ringing, so I woke up late, and didn't meet girlfriend[:Ha, sorry girl :p At 7.04am, I was still at home, haha :] Dad fetch me to school. I think my dad's a prodriver, haha. He dodges car like nobody's business. Haha, if he didn't dodge, I think I'd prolly be late for school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met girlfriend in parade square to take sharpener from him. Dang, he like suddenly grow alot taller. I feel short. Maybe I am short. Okay, I shall start convincing myself that I am short. Haha. Our school quite alot of tall people ah, lol. According to girlfriend, its " the legends of tall people ". Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art exam ended so fast luh! I didn't have time to complete my final composition. Then I anyhow draw. Sia la. LOL. Then I started having stomach cramps. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zuhdi and I were having this stupid convo about sanitary pads/sec 3 camp. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday, bestie, girlfriend and I will take photo. Someday =D&lt;br /&gt;The powerpuff girls/rowdyruff boys. Hahaha, nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch XMEN3&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch over the hedge&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch MI3&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch scary movie 4&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch Da Vinci Code&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want to watch many other flims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My newestnewestnewest name, T.Q.J.J. cucu of I. Abdullah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh, tomorrow got icecream date with Cadence&amp;YuanLi. Whooots&lt;333.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she feels frustrated just by looking at her face. I think she's refering to this. OHwell, I still treat her as my goodfriend :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SSS is a cool school. Haha, I want to go to a boarding school. Sounds real cool luh, especially over at Bryan's side. Boarding schools in America sounds cool(((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, going off to watch Tom&amp;amp;Jerry. Hahaha! :D&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I wonder how it feels to be a boy for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles, love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-114735919984277828?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/114735919984277828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=114735919984277828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/114735919984277828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/114735919984277828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/05/exams-are-over-d.html' title='Exams are over! =D'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-114724667294369466</id><published>2006-05-10T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T15:52:56.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P.O.A paper 1.</title><content type='html'>I should have went to meeting in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was okay if I didn't go. They didn't need me, so yeah, it doesn't makes any difference. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I don't wanna talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.O.A paper 1 was quite easy luh(:&lt;br /&gt;Hope I'll pass my P.O.A paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY DZUL!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sec 3 resilence camp group allocations came out already! Haha, my group got almost all the people I know. Yay, all the fun&amp;amp;noisy people :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I hate the whole world. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;I hate&lt;br /&gt;I hate&lt;br /&gt;I hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm not going to type out what I hate. Ohwell, whatever. I just hate the whole world and everything else. Eh, no. I like my group people. Haha. I wish camp will arrive faster. Dadeedum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember what happened 1 year ago. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-114724667294369466?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/114724667294369466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=114724667294369466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/114724667294369466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/114724667294369466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/05/poa-paper-1.html' title='P.O.A paper 1.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11245586.post-114718080042595866</id><published>2006-05-09T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T15:22:48.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chemistry paper.</title><content type='html'>The chemistry paper was a killer paper. Damn, I did study for that subject, and in the end, I forgot how to do all the questions. Crap. I'm scared=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's P.O.A paper 1, after that can relax already. Cause art only need to draw and paint :) Eh, but I still don't have any idea what I want to draw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're scaring the hell outta me. Please don't do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I found out that my grandfather's a chinese muslim. Cool huh? Lol. My name will be T.Q.J.J bte A. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to bedok's macdonald after chemistry paper today. Stayed there till 5.35pm like that, haha. Aleem, Ikhwan and I were talking crap. Lol. Ohwell, I can't wait for tomorrow to come :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xinyi just messaged me and told me that there's green scavenger race next monday. Aww, crap. Why can't it be on tuesday? I don't wanna miss the Sec 3 Camp talk by Mr sara. Got group bonding or something. Ahhh.. Please let green scavenger race to be on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata, love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11245586-114718080042595866?l=jforjin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/feeds/114718080042595866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11245586&amp;postID=114718080042595866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/114718080042595866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11245586/posts/default/114718080042595866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jforjin.blogspot.com/2006/05/chemistry-paper.html' title='Chemistry paper.'/><author><name>qiujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16600485837577699469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
