<?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-7579895918401376640</id><updated>2012-02-16T23:38:29.445+08:00</updated><category term='I&apos;m not gonna give up just because you&apos;ve worned out. ♥'/><category term='i want you to be my valentine forever. ♥'/><category term='Coax me.♥'/><category term='Scary school. ♥'/><category term='i want you. ♥'/><category term='I need a job. ♥'/><category term='How far will you go for your true love? ♥'/><category term='Scream that you love me. ♥'/><category term='♥ Your beautiful effort.'/><category term='I want my previous hairstyle back. ♥'/><category term='♥ Didnt expect you to treat me in this way.'/><category term='Everyone must always be happy. ♥'/><category term='My new born blogshop.'/><category term='家不成家 .'/><category term='Because it&apos;s you. ♥'/><category term='Could it be somebody else? ♥'/><category term='♥ I have wonderful friends too.'/><category term='Because i&apos;m your girlfriend.♥'/><category term='I need you'/><category term='I miss you; sobadly.♥'/><category term='忍不住有想要见你的冲动.♥'/><category term='i promise i&apos;ll do a better job next time.'/><category term='I want to work hard. ♥'/><category term='♥ Without you'/><category term='♥ Dont left me behide.'/><category term='I really want to do well this time. ♥'/><category term='From the bottom of my broken heart. ♥'/><category term='Failure. ♥'/><category term='I missed your warmth. ♥'/><category term='Things just didnt turn out how it&apos;s expected to be. ♥'/><category term='I love you. ♥'/><category term='I&apos;m all yours.'/><category term='Without me.'/><category term='you&apos;re ain&apos;t there to make me smile.'/><category term='I&apos;m no longer your greatest love. ♥'/><category term='I hate my life. ♥'/><category term='一切的一切. ♥'/><category term='I just wanted to keep you longer. ♥'/><category term='♥ 我好想你，大可爱宝贝。'/><category term='How lucky am i to be loved.♥'/><category term='说你爱我。♥'/><category term='Baby Pink Coral Pink Hot Pink ♥'/><category term='Such a loner. ♥'/><category term='You will be my beautiful art piece. ♥'/><category term='Grow up child. ♥'/><category term='Fall for you. ♥'/><category term='♥ To be as hardworking as i can.'/><category term='For you i will.♥'/><category term='End of your happy holidays. ♥'/><category term='15 year old. ♥'/><category term='If only i did not get the chance to be born. ♥'/><category term='The busy you and the worried me. ♥'/><category term='I&apos;m back.'/><category term='最爱你的人可能不是我 可是最爱我的人一定是你 ♥'/><category term='Rebecca Chan. ♥'/><category term='nothing&apos;s can ever be imperfect. ♥'/><category term='I&apos;m sorry.'/><category term='Sunday is coming~ I&apos;m so excited~'/><category term='It mean alot to me.'/><category term='Just another gasp of air. ♥'/><category term='Learn to cherish me. ♥'/><category term='Do you misses me like how i do? ♥'/><category term='That&apos;s my sugar romance. ♥'/><category term='Happy 15th birthday'/><category term='With you'/><category term='Im waiting for you. ♥'/><category term='♥ Kiss my pain away.'/><category term='♥ In love with you.'/><category term='i&apos;m your crazy girl and you&apos;re my crazy boy ♥'/><category term='I know you love me. ♥'/><category term='Think again. ♥'/><category term='♥ Say no to N&apos; level.'/><title type='text'>My love ♥</title><subtitle type='html'>live every seconds like it was my last one.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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>128</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-1447947827228886438</id><published>2009-12-30T22:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T02:17:44.025+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Pink Coral Pink Hot Pink ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ Who loves you?</title><content type='html'>Went to school to submit my sec 5 blue form today.&lt;div&gt;Woke up at 3-4pm and i left my house at 4.45pm and head to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Called the school 2-3 times, and finally someone picked up my call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And guess what, it's the OM Black Mole Lee. ( OM = Old Man. :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Mole Lee : Yes? Woodgrove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Me : Erm, i just want to check, is the school still open at this time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Mole Lee : Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Me : Oh, because i need to submit my sec 5 blue form today. Already late for six days. Didn't have time to hand it up as i was busy with my work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Mole Lee : Busy? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;THEN DON'T STUDY LAH&lt;/span&gt;! Since you so busy, then don't study anymore lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Me : TSK! * Hang up *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;FREAKING SICKENING&lt;/b&gt; CAN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And &lt;b&gt;i find him really stupid &lt;/b&gt;to say such a thing when he's a staff in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can a teacher from school say such a thing like " THEN DON'T STUDY LAH! "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WTH!~!@w#$%^&amp;amp;*()_+}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously hope he will &lt;b&gt;retire next year lah~~~~~~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't wanna see his &lt;b&gt;big &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;mole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, after that, i cab to school because that freaking OM don't wanna tell me whether the school is closed already or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fortunately, the school is not close yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i went into the general office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw Ms Stalla Goh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And explained to her about my situation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So sweet of her to actually help me to keep the paper and hand to the vice principal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, we saw Ms Chee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she then help me ask her about my late submission thingy and here we go,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this &lt;b&gt;old hag&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Chee : Why are you so late for the submission?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Me : Erm, i was really busy with work. And didn't have the time to come all the way down here to submit my form.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Chee : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;*Took out the 2010`5N1 class list*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt; Can you find your name in here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Me : Erm, Nope?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Chee : That's why! You're too late&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold; "&gt;. We already printed out the next year class list!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Me : So what's now? I'm not going to sec 5 next year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Chee : I will have to consider lorh~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Me : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;---Silent---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Chee : *Pointing at my blue form* Go and write your reason on this piece of paper, and also leave your contact number behind. We will tell you again whether you're going sec 5 next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Me : When?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Chee : As soon as possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;*Giving a 'don't care' stare*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously don't like her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know some student loves her like hell,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but for me and some of my classmates who was taught by her,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To me, she's just a useless teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her teaching method is like, -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, &lt;b&gt;maybe &lt;/b&gt;it's my problem. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But teacher who didn't manage to let me learn anything during lesson,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will simply look down on her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like Miss Nicole Ng,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's really a great teacher to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super li hai in teaching. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, after that, went to cwp alone to buy my black hair dye &amp;amp; stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought Nail glue to do my nails,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SzuUQVUJb_I/AAAAAAAACt0/ibHzdaRrkk8/s400/Photo1321.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421089584790990834" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and also 2 packet of Beauteen black hair dye &amp;amp; Maybelline's AngelFit blusher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Super love Maybelline's cosmetics.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super nice to use.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SzuURFNg43I/AAAAAAAACuE/EaIlt5a6OH4/s400/Photo1325.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421089597648069490" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then head to find Jason for dinner,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then went home to do my nails. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SzuUQtHKmLI/AAAAAAAACt8/nUTVhrFB9FE/s400/Photo1323.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421089591178991794" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those false nails are actually a gift from RebeccaBabe. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty pretty~ :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna buy diamonds diamonds false nails next time. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-1447947827228886438?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/1447947827228886438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=1447947827228886438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/1447947827228886438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/1447947827228886438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2009/12/went-to-school-to-submit-my-sec-5-blue.html' title='♥ Who loves you?'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SzuUQVUJb_I/AAAAAAAACt0/ibHzdaRrkk8/s72-c/Photo1321.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-7439101263908517842</id><published>2009-12-29T23:00:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T01:00:18.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='最爱你的人可能不是我 可是最爱我的人一定是你 ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ Together, forever.</title><content type='html'>Today is the last 3rd day of the year. :D&lt;div&gt;Cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And school's gonna restart soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hereby to announce,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;JIANG JIANG JIANG JIANG~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I PASSED MY N LEVEL! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SzosPp_BoWI/AAAAAAAACs0/jv-shCzWkzo/s400/Photo1196.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420693748973674850" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SzosPKEMdsI/AAAAAAAACss/Ui6WEXyci1s/s400/Photo1195.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420693740405421762" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;Passed all my subjects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;And promoted to sec 5N1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;So happy lahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;When i was in sec 1N1, i thought i will drop to N2 or N3 sooner or later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;Because i always cheat for spelling, and never do homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;Everything, last minute then do. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;I can be counted as the laziest girl in the class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;But here i am, passed my N level with a unexpected grade of 11points! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;And continue to be in my N1 class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;1N1, 2N1, 3N1, 4N1, and 5N1 ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;Anyway, 11points to me super good already okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;Thought i'm gonna get like, 19points the most? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Result &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;English Language - B4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Combined humanities - B3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Science (Physic / Chemistry) - B3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Mathematics - A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Design &amp;amp; Technology - A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Chinese Language - A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muahahaa~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still, it's all thanks to my &lt;b&gt;last minute&lt;/b&gt; motivation to study. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate that big &lt;b&gt;B4&lt;/b&gt; on my result slip. ;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna buck up next year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna go poly~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And somewhat, those days kept thinking of being a teacher in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or perhaps a kinder garden principal? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SzoogU_5voI/AAAAAAAACsk/V-PWQh4ADGQ/s400/baby.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420689637351472770" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting more and more in love with babies and kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are SUPER adorable (Only those obedient ones) . :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omgomg, i'm in LOVE with babies and children. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, my 1st sister just installed some unknown programs to this comp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's freaking lagging and hanging like free now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want my own laptop lah~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By next year, i die also must get myself a lappy. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My very own laptop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate sharing comp/laptop like hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone's using it, and i can't stop them from downloading things and stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want a &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:large;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; laptop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting more and more in love with &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want &lt;b&gt;all&lt;/b&gt; my stuffs to be in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;pink&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt; b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;linking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt; diamonds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i'm kinda in love with Sony VAIO Pink Lappy. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SzoxFxf72dI/AAAAAAAACtU/p_cagEZCUN8/s320/pink_vaio_2.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 265px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420699076750203346" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SzoxFk7bHrI/AAAAAAAACtM/JSA0xyIp0Qs/s320/pink_vaio_1.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 299px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420699073375837874" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cool right~~~~!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANT IT!!!~!!@#$%^&amp;amp;* :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wait for me, i'll get you soon my baby! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking forward to next year. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My lappy, and my last year of secondary (finally. D; ).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muahaha~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; I'm gonna dye my hair black soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So excited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm kinda missing my blackie hair. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-7439101263908517842?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/7439101263908517842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=7439101263908517842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/7439101263908517842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/7439101263908517842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-is-last-3rd-day-of-year.html' title='♥ Together, forever.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SzosPp_BoWI/AAAAAAAACs0/jv-shCzWkzo/s72-c/Photo1196.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-733400803566180562</id><published>2009-12-09T21:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T21:37:39.271+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ 我好想你，大可爱宝贝。'/><title type='text'>Hey apple, you're back! ♥</title><content type='html'>Ta Daaaaaaaaa~ &lt;div&gt;New episode of annoying orange is here. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xjdBCeUdAmI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xjdBCeUdAmI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/7579895918401376640-733400803566180562?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/733400803566180562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=733400803566180562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/733400803566180562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/733400803566180562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2009/12/ta-daaaaaaaaa-new-episode-of-annoying.html' title='Hey apple, you&apos;re back! ♥'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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-7579895918401376640.post-632686426017233445</id><published>2009-11-28T02:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T03:56:33.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyone must always be happy. ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ From the bottom of my broken heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SxAf2UXUOyI/AAAAAAAACr0/6hUYmACFbaU/s1600/Photo1006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SxAf2UXUOyI/AAAAAAAACr0/6hUYmACFbaU/s320/Photo1006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408858170511866658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SxAf2iLrt-I/AAAAAAAACr8/t4IhYGhXXTE/s320/Photo1009.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408858174221170658" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's late in the night and early in the morning now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3am, and yea, after this post i'm going to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna be working tmr. Gosh, &lt;b&gt;nightmare&lt;/b&gt;. =.= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing much to post about today, but just wanna show a video that i found recently. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super funny &amp;amp; 可爱. Must watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZN5PoW7_kdA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZN5PoW7_kdA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l7F5nIA8xmw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l7F5nIA8xmw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The orange is really really irritating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like his teeth, makes him look even more annoying. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Those videos are in my phone now. I'd been watching it times and again. And the orange never fails to make me laugh.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; Love the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; like hell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Been feeling quite down recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Aw, hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;And guess what, that moronic MuiHua, which &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;WAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; my 3rd sister, is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;moving in to stay with us soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Believe my house gonna have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;world war ll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; soon. =.= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;And god, i really hate the sight of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It makes me feel like puking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Staying under the same roof with her, i rather commit suicide first before she kill me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;In case she use the same old reason again like " 一个人忍太久，会爆发的! '' (P.S. : I'm typing totally the same sentence as what i heard the previous time.).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Wtf, 爆发 huh, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; you a volcano or what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Don't wanna talk about him already. SICK of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Let's change to something else then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Hmmms, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;it's our Ch'ngZhengHao's birthday today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;. Happy Birthday to him!! :D He's a really nice person yea. He's super caring, and really takes care of me. Whenever i'm in trouble, he will try his best to be there if he got to know about it. And yea, thank you uh, HaoGerGer. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Happy happy Birthday, Ch'ngZhengHao!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Here's his pig head! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SxAsp_gRYhI/AAAAAAAACsE/-UnLfDEJPqw/s400/n555198789_1486777_1220407.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408872252405015058" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;政豪, 生日快乐。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-632686426017233445?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/632686426017233445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=632686426017233445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/632686426017233445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/632686426017233445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2009/11/from-bottom-of-my-broken-heart.html' title='♥ From the bottom of my broken heart.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SxAf2UXUOyI/AAAAAAAACr0/6hUYmACFbaU/s72-c/Photo1006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-2314697854481079847</id><published>2009-11-18T17:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T18:20:00.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I need a job. ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ Busy Boring Holiday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SwPCnBYy1pI/AAAAAAAACq8/URzvOMhOyD4/s1600/Photo0908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SwPCnBYy1pI/AAAAAAAACq8/URzvOMhOyD4/s320/Photo0908.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405377953417844370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SwPCnTK7gTI/AAAAAAAACrE/1MkGP2iWl1o/s320/Photo0907.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405377958191530290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boring boring boring, busy busy busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's the word i can only use for my holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyday, during my free time, i'll probably be using computer. Or else, i'll be watching tv.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My God, this isn't the holiday that i want. :( I need to work, and i really want to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was working as a promoter for DemoPower at first, i was arranged to work for a mini road show at Bukit Timah Plaza. And i got to know a old hag name Mary. This holy asshole, behave like as if she's kind, hard working and whatever shit infront of the manager, and fucking behave in the opposite way behind them. And somehow, i got into conflict with this bitch and somehow i lost my job. Such a sucker right? Whatever, DemoPower always drag their pay. All the managers are suckers too. So even if they wants me to be back, i won't be there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, my second promoter job. Found it in jobs website. Work for 3 days, kena sack. Why? Yea, i wonder too. The company say, one of the staff got caught for taking my product sample home, and the staff say, "Oh, the girl promoting this product give it to me and ask me to bring it home." Well, when on earth did i ask you to bring it home and also, i don't give sample, is all of the stupid staff come to me and ask for the sample. And you're probably ONE OF THEM. Thanks to you, i lost my job again. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, i found another job, which is waitress job at orchard. It's on the spot pay, but the pay is really low. I'm probably gonna stop working next week. It's too tiring for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found another new promoting company now. Going for interview next tuesday probably. :D And another one introduced by my eldest sister, is Student child care. I afraid it will become child abuse someday if i work there. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bored bored bored, i'm so bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or maybe, i shouldn't work?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And open blogshops again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ala, i don't know lah. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-2314697854481079847?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/2314697854481079847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=2314697854481079847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/2314697854481079847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/2314697854481079847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2009/11/busy-boring-holiday.html' title='♥ Busy Boring Holiday.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SwPCnBYy1pI/AAAAAAAACq8/URzvOMhOyD4/s72-c/Photo0908.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-262483751367169005</id><published>2009-09-05T16:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T17:06:58.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m sorry.'/><title type='text'>♥ I told you so.</title><content type='html'>Currently at my little boyfriend's house. (; Gosh, he's having a 38.7 degree celcius fever today. Anyway, ytd had MEGA MacSpicy with my boy. Gosh, i love it! (; Next time i want try the MEGA Mac. It's actually double layering the double cheese burger. So is not x2 cheese burger, it's x4 cheese burger! Yumm yummmm~~~~ Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been a long time since i last posted. ;/ anyway, next tuesday gonna first N level paper, Social studies. I really got to study for it this time. -.- Cos need to pass 5 subjects when i only have a total of 6 subjects. Anyway, i passed my O level chinese. ( Yeah!! ) I got B3 for the paper and a big "D" for my oral! (; And of cos, D is the best grade for oral. Muahaha. ( Double Yeah!!! ) And guess what, getting a B3 for O level when i'm in N level, is equal to getting an A1 for N level. How great is that. Now i have 18 more points for me to pass my 4 other subject. ;) Sound easy, but for me it's not at all. ;( I' still thinking how am i going to face my family and friends if i were to fail my N level. &lt;br /&gt;I have never retain or fail my end of year result before, if i were to fail, what should i do? ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are those certificates controlling our life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-262483751367169005?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/262483751367169005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=262483751367169005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/262483751367169005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/262483751367169005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='♥ I told you so.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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-7579895918401376640.post-8262145422202590366</id><published>2009-06-14T22:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T22:15:18.151+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='End of your happy holidays. ♥'/><title type='text'>HE'S BACK! ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjUET2Qt3UI/AAAAAAAACqU/HiY_AQsB7nI/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090614_30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347184871601986882" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjUET2Qt3UI/AAAAAAAACqU/HiY_AQsB7nI/s400/Snapshot_20090614_30.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;HE'S BACK! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo! It's 10.10pm now! My hubby Jason just called me! ;D Telling me he's at the check point already! Finally!!!! Hahaha! Damn happy alright! ;D Yipeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be having dinner with him later. ;D Luckily i haven't have my dinner yet! Hahaha! At first i was thinking whether will he have his dinner at kukup before he come back to singapore, but fortunately, he haven't eat either! Hahaha! I know we won't be seeing each other for long later, but at least i got a chance to have dinner with him yup? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DINNER! I'M COMING! ♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-8262145422202590366?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/8262145422202590366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=8262145422202590366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/8262145422202590366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/8262145422202590366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2009/06/hes-back.html' title='HE&apos;S BACK! ♥'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjUET2Qt3UI/AAAAAAAACqU/HiY_AQsB7nI/s72-c/Snapshot_20090614_30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-7132748695823947118</id><published>2009-06-14T20:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T20:47:27.471+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Im waiting for you. ♥'/><title type='text'>Crazy over you! ♥♥♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQ5ODE2NjQyMTImcHQ9MTI*NDk4MjkyNzEwMyZwPTU3OTAzMiZkPWdpY2tyLmNvbSZnPTEmdD*mbz*wNTgyOGQwYzUyMDM*YWNhOTAyNzZmOGUzZDAyZjZmMCZvZj*w.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a title="pimp myspace with Gickr" href="http://gickr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="free graphic for myspace" src="http://gickr.com/results/anim_604fcc07-7f9a-45e4-cd05-5147ee790d94.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gickr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Crazy over you! ♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQ5ODE4NTEyMTImcHQ9MTI*NDk4Mjk1MzQ3MCZwPTU3OTAzMiZkPWdpY2tyLmNvbSZnPTEmdD*mbz*wNTgyOGQwYzUyMDM*YWNhOTAyNzZmOGUzZDAyZjZmMCZvZj*w.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a title="pimp your myspace at Gickr.com" href="http://gickr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="pimp myspace" src="http://gickr.com/results/anim_ad38dfb7-66a4-7094-2552-0584f3261a22.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gickr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gosh, i'm seriously bored like hell at home. Woke up at 12+pm today. Went to tidy up my wardrobe as there's still 4-5 hours to 5pm, as i'm meeting my hubby at 5pm. Spent 1 hour on tidying up my wardrobe, then went to bath and make up this all stuffs excitedly. When i'm all done, there's still 2 hour more for me to spend as it's only 3pm. -.- Started using computer then. Took a number of pictures as i'm really so excited but i have no one to speak to. ;/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQ5ODIwMjAzNzQmcHQ9MTI*NDk4Mjk4NjQ4OCZwPTU3OTAzMiZkPWdpY2tyLmNvbSZnPTEmdD*mbz*wNTgyOGQwYzUyMDM*YWNhOTAyNzZmOGUzZDAyZjZmMCZvZj*w.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a title="pimp myspace - Gickr" href="http://gickr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="myspace graphic" src="http://gickr.com/results/anim_c498bf78-e319-4af4-8d9f-6cac00bc7bb7.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour later, it's 4pm, my dearest hubby finally give me a call. ;D I'm excited like hell okay. The conversation goes like this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeling : Hubby, you're finally back!! ;D&lt;br /&gt;Jason : No leh, i'm still at kukup... ;(&lt;br /&gt;Eeling : ar??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he kept apologising to me and tell me there's a change in the schedule and bla bla bla. ;/ Awwwwww, now is 8.40pm., and i'm still rotting at home. ;( I haven't step out from my house since friday early afternoon! ;( It's 3 days 2 night already nehs like that. Omg, i'm dying i'm dying! ;( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HUBBY, I MISSES YOU LIKE HELLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-7132748695823947118?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/7132748695823947118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=7132748695823947118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/7132748695823947118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/7132748695823947118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2009/06/crazy-over-you.html' title='Crazy over you! ♥♥♥'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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-7579895918401376640.post-1064874352656742682</id><published>2009-06-14T00:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T00:57:26.696+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Such a loner. ♥'/><title type='text'>I LOVE WEBCAMMMMING! ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQ5MTA*MDk1NzAmcHQ9MTI*NDkxMDc*ODY3MSZwPTU3OTAzMiZkPWdpY2tyLmNvbSZnPTEmdD*mbz*wNTgyOGQwYzUyMDM*YWNhOTAyNzZmOGUzZDAyZjZmMCZvZj*w.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a title="Create myspace graphic with Gickr" href="http://gickr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="myspace graphic is done on Gickr.com" src="http://gickr.com/results/anim_cb404bea-43f9-f3f4-1179-5a1d48c85c40.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;I LOVE WEBCAMMMMING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was really bored yup, then went to make this stupid slide of myself. ;D Although it's a little scary as i'm not with my make up, but that's me at home! x( Dont expect me to make up at home yup? ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="pimp myspace" href="http://gickr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Gickr helps you to pimp your myspace" src="http://gickr.com/results/anim_d4949581-0960-5b34-4588-faf13be29b94.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some pictures abit no link so didnt post it to slide show. Shall leave the picture here yup. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjPWyav2T7I/AAAAAAAACpE/CwK4QTwqGao/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090613_22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346853344280727474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjPWyav2T7I/AAAAAAAACpE/CwK4QTwqGao/s320/Snapshot_20090613_22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjPYGqde7QI/AAAAAAAACpk/d1IKhp5W6sk/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090613_21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346854791607676162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjPYGqde7QI/AAAAAAAACpk/d1IKhp5W6sk/s320/Snapshot_20090613_21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjPWx7EuPwI/AAAAAAAACok/FXQzoD1YSbA/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090613_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346853335778344706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjPWx7EuPwI/AAAAAAAACok/FXQzoD1YSbA/s320/Snapshot_20090613_5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjPWydKV5BI/AAAAAAAACo8/rC9KjExtn_k/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090613_18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346853344928719890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjPWydKV5BI/AAAAAAAACo8/rC9KjExtn_k/s320/Snapshot_20090613_18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjPWx_ZEkAI/AAAAAAAACos/5Mw1gdmde30/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090613_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346853336937435138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjPWx_ZEkAI/AAAAAAAACos/5Mw1gdmde30/s320/Snapshot_20090613_12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjPYFwkvibI/AAAAAAAACpM/o4UuhIs0Xvk/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090613_20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346854776068868530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjPYFwkvibI/AAAAAAAACpM/o4UuhIs0Xvk/s320/Snapshot_20090613_20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjPWyJqqjGI/AAAAAAAACo0/dxEQuL8pc9w/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090613_16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346853339695582306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjPWyJqqjGI/AAAAAAAACo0/dxEQuL8pc9w/s320/Snapshot_20090613_16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here's pictures of me and my "twin sister" ;D :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjPZjjvxN4I/AAAAAAAACps/TDs_jYY5QXE/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090613_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346856387533158274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjPZjjvxN4I/AAAAAAAACps/TDs_jYY5QXE/s320/Snapshot_20090613_6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjPZkJQYUOI/AAAAAAAACqE/HyOzJs9qww0/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090613_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346856397602050274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjPZkJQYUOI/AAAAAAAACqE/HyOzJs9qww0/s320/Snapshot_20090613_10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjPZkX8o09I/AAAAAAAACqM/cDdUPQoMK2A/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090613_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346856401545778130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjPZkX8o09I/AAAAAAAACqM/cDdUPQoMK2A/s320/Snapshot_20090613_11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjPZj0Dy7eI/AAAAAAAACp0/CcejXd7g91k/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090613_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346856391912123874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjPZj0Dy7eI/AAAAAAAACp0/CcejXd7g91k/s320/Snapshot_20090613_8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjPZjzBQZjI/AAAAAAAACp8/dKVwv7MZ3go/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090613_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346856391633036850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjPZjzBQZjI/AAAAAAAACp8/dKVwv7MZ3go/s320/Snapshot_20090613_9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Going to do other stuffs now. Bye Bye!&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/7579895918401376640-1064874352656742682?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/1064874352656742682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=1064874352656742682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/1064874352656742682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/1064874352656742682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-webcammmming.html' title='I LOVE WEBCAMMMMING! ♥'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjPWyav2T7I/AAAAAAAACpE/CwK4QTwqGao/s72-c/Snapshot_20090613_22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-7749906800337088865</id><published>2009-06-13T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T21:34:09.554+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I hate my life. ♥'/><title type='text'>I'm missing them, so much. ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjNcmp-09dI/AAAAAAAACn8/DpapSpyPZDU/s1600-h/Cry-Baby7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346719001793066450" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjNcmp-09dI/AAAAAAAACn8/DpapSpyPZDU/s400/Cry-Baby7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm missing them, so much. ♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not posting for such a long time yup. ;D Was busy with school stuffs and my personal stuffs. I got the chance to post today, as i'm about to bored to death at home! ;( I seriously don't know which webpage to go okay. Everyday go facebook then play restaurant city. =.= Didn't have the feeling to do my dnt work too. ;( Probably going to start doing it next week. Have to finish it by 22 June! =.= Heard from Mr. michael, we will have to drop dnt subject if development isn't done by 22 June. Siao. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Anyway recently, my eldest sister, MuiKhim went to beijing for her school project stuffs. ;/ And yup, she will only be back on the 8th of July. ;( Seriously, i miss her like hell! Especially the sentence that she always say to me &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Eeling, Eeling, You're Eeling!"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; Sounds rather lame, but without her at home, it's really boring alright. ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjNbsjXGARI/AAAAAAAACnU/FSt2SqGjV4I/s1600-h/Beloved241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346718003583385874" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjNbsjXGARI/AAAAAAAACnU/FSt2SqGjV4I/s400/Beloved241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjNel-vd0jI/AAAAAAAACoE/r_p6WdiILZs/s1600-h/Beloved240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346721189209166386" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjNel-vd0jI/AAAAAAAACoE/r_p6WdiILZs/s200/Beloved240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjNemHoPlrI/AAAAAAAACoU/jEkphQkCSwg/s1600-h/Beloved294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346721191594792626" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjNemHoPlrI/AAAAAAAACoU/jEkphQkCSwg/s200/Beloved294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjNemHLgr3I/AAAAAAAACoM/CsNyBf1x2PY/s1600-h/Beloved242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346721191474278258" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjNemHLgr3I/AAAAAAAACoM/CsNyBf1x2PY/s200/Beloved242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd was the worse night alright. ;( MuiKhim isn't there to disturb me, my father locked baby (my dog) in his own bedroom with him, everyone's asleep, i missed my boyfriend dearly, but i didn't know how to contact him when i'm in singapore while he's in malaysia kukup having happy holiday. It's the first time that i felt so lonely. ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pictures of my hubby, JasonTeo♥ :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjNY_Sa0LdI/AAAAAAAACmM/87qy62jNjZQ/s1600-h/DSC00024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346715026918223314" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjNY_Sa0LdI/AAAAAAAACmM/87qy62jNjZQ/s400/DSC00024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjNY_ujNpSI/AAAAAAAACmc/GkUuBu9Wfhs/s1600-h/DSC00026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346715034469639458" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjNY_ujNpSI/AAAAAAAACmc/GkUuBu9Wfhs/s400/DSC00026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjNaQEMPcwI/AAAAAAAACm0/5m9_32g2iWI/s1600-h/DSC00031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346716414668403458" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjNaQEMPcwI/AAAAAAAACm0/5m9_32g2iWI/s400/DSC00031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjNaQni_RII/AAAAAAAACnM/npo9j-HLvSI/s1600-h/Beloved343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346716424159052930" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjNaQni_RII/AAAAAAAACnM/npo9j-HLvSI/s400/Beloved343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This picture was taken super long ago yup. ;) My hubby boy left for Malaysia Kukup island for holiday ytd with his brother and Ch'ngZhengHaoooooo! Yup, happy for them as they can have a happy holiday over there and ZhengHao can have a "honeymoon" with my Jason hubby (he always say that Jason is his boyfriend. -.-) . Sad for myself as i'm gonna be alone, but it's okay, he will be back tmr evening! ;D Ytd i didn't know what's the reason, when Jason was about to leave, i'm having mixed feeling of worried, sad and depress. Soon after he left, i felt nothing again, but the mixed feeling came back to me when i felt like calling him last night. ;( It feels really terrible okay, majam i just get along with Jason for 1-2months only, which is the "honeymoon" period for couple, that will make them stick tgt everyday. =.= Ytd i even kua zhang until go singtel website to see how to make an international call, but i've failed yup. ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In case you all don't know who's the crazy man, Ch'ngZhengHao, here's some pictures of him. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pictures of ZhengHao :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjNbs7oUqrI/AAAAAAAACnc/2UNtYO_liCg/s1600-h/DSC02079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346718010098100914" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjNbs7oUqrI/AAAAAAAACnc/2UNtYO_liCg/s400/DSC02079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjNbs60TaYI/AAAAAAAACnk/CXa7Fnv_6ig/s1600-h/DSC02382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346718009879914882" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjNbs60TaYI/AAAAAAAACnk/CXa7Fnv_6ig/s400/DSC02382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The best crazy friends :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjNbtfUQ-DI/AAAAAAAACn0/wB3Keko5RM8/s1600-h/1_157535527l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346718019677648946" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjNbtfUQ-DI/AAAAAAAACn0/wB3Keko5RM8/s400/1_157535527l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjNbtOvLG7I/AAAAAAAACns/23g3FUHXA3U/s1600-h/DSC04303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346718015227108274" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjNbtOvLG7I/AAAAAAAACns/23g3FUHXA3U/s400/DSC04303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;End of my dearest stuffs, ytd when i was about to be bored to death, i found this show, Memoirs of a geisha. Super nice. GongLi and ZhangZiYi damn pretty in there. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346732335158125970" style="WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjNouwox5ZI/AAAAAAAACoc/8bwalpXynsE/s400/memoirs+of+a+geisha.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 427px; HEIGHT: 316px" height="316" width="427"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EUqiU8ya5co&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EUqiU8ya5co&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZhangZiYi's dance, infront super nice, behide like siao one like that. Must watch must watch. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gz3DROS00k4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gz3DROS00k4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gosh, i'm so bored. Gonna find new show to pass time to wait for my boyfriend. Post again next time yup! ;D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Byeeee~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-7749906800337088865?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/7749906800337088865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=7749906800337088865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/7749906800337088865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/7749906800337088865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-missing-them-so-much.html' title='I&apos;m missing them, so much. ♥'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SjNcmp-09dI/AAAAAAAACn8/DpapSpyPZDU/s72-c/Cry-Baby7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-953329589125247869</id><published>2009-05-12T20:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T14:09:52.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='If only i did not get the chance to be born. ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ Being young.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;♥ Being young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/ShjU6n3X1xI/AAAAAAAACl8/2Hs3dKgyqyg/s1600-h/Image0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339251461846456082" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/ShjU6n3X1xI/AAAAAAAACl8/2Hs3dKgyqyg/s400/Image0029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yea, i'm finally back to posting. ;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;life is so miserable&lt;/span&gt; those days. I really hope i can be independent. I don't want to rely on my family. I want to work and spend what i earned myself. Some of my friend is already feeding themselves with their own savings and pay, which i envy them alot. ;( Maybe 16 years old seems to young to be independent, but i really hope to be one. But however, i can't. Calculated time and again on the timeline to reach my goal. And i noticed my goal is getting more and more far away. I really hate being so young, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;let me grow up&lt;/span&gt;. ;( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; grow older in age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;grow &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;taller for height,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and grow &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;happier and prettier each day.&lt;/span&gt; ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actually, it's not that being young is bad, it's good to be young of course. ;) Happily going out with friends and boyfriend, everything is paid by parent and only have to worry about your studies. But unfortunately, there's too much &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pressure and stress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; given by my family that i don't think being young suit this home at all. I'm not like those 16 year olds that can go out with friends and boyfriends without worrying about how much i'm gonna spend. What i am given, is extremely limited. And not that i only have to worry about my studies, i have to worry about things like will i not have a house to live in, will i not have enough cash the day after, will i..... Seriously, sometimes just by returning to this home, i'll feel like as if someone forcing me to return to this home. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel so&lt;strong&gt; sick&lt;/strong&gt; of it sometimes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. As what my sister say, i'm nothing in this house and yea, i'm &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;merely the&lt;strong&gt; youngest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Yea i'm nothing, i understand. I know where i stand in this family clearly. There does not make a difference between to have Eeling in this family or not to have. However, this thought urge me to&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;set &lt;strong&gt;independent&lt;/strong&gt; as a goal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. ( I'm speaking like as if singapore want to be independent! haha! ;D ) This goal may seems to be far, but actually it's close to me. I don't want to be independent sometimes as once i'm so called as reaching my goal, it must be because i stopped studying. As what my sister said to me, move out if i fail my N' level this year. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm taking her words &lt;strong&gt;seriously&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I've planned times and again about it, as i'm really scare about my e-maths. Everything is ready for the goal plan to start. Just that i still left with a roof to live in. Dont worry, I'll make sure my plan work. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway guys, i want to say about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this asshole in my home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The one i hated the most in my family ( sorry that i only can post things about hatred, sad to say, there's no love in this family. ), Lee Mui Hua, my thrid sister. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel like drowning her&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ever since i was young. Everytime i quarrel with my second sister, which is the only one that my thrid sister is afraid of in the family, she will try to have "good relationship" with her as in not quarrelling. And kept finding things that will do me no good and pick up a fight with me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like example, Jason's Laptop. Jason lend me his old laptop to me and the battery is spoilt. I was really stupid to tell that asshole ( i'm so sick of calling her thrid sister. It makes me want to vomit. ) that the laptop battery is spoilt and expecting her to keep the secret for me. As at the moment when i'm telling her about it, it was after she took Jason's laptop out without my permission. That asshole promised to keep the secret to herself after that, and she continue to use the laptop although it will waste alot of electricity. And one night, when i quarrelled with my second sister, she came in to my room and screamed at me, saying "stop using this laptop! it's wasting alot of electricity!". And as my eldest sister is in the room, she turned to her and say " you know what? this laptop's battery is spoilt! Which will waste alot of electricity!". At that moment i was like "wtf?" and i seriously feel like throwing a chopper at her. Nonsense okay, when she use, it's not a waste of electricity, when i use, it's a great waste of electricity. =.= &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What about &lt;strong&gt;asking me to sleep on the streets&lt;/strong&gt; as it's a great waste of space?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Argh, so sick of her. =.= Always add into the conversation when my second sister is scolding me and the way she speak really sound like a dog barking loudly okay. =.= I know the this post sound rather boring and lame, especially the laptop part, super childish. I'm thinking of that too. hahaha! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Post again next time. Bye! ;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-953329589125247869?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/953329589125247869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=953329589125247869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/953329589125247869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/953329589125247869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2009/05/being-young.html' title='♥ Being young.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/ShjU6n3X1xI/AAAAAAAACl8/2Hs3dKgyqyg/s72-c/Image0029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-2397388972351555532</id><published>2009-03-25T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T00:07:41.137+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you&apos;re ain&apos;t there to make me smile.'/><title type='text'>♥ I need time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ I need time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh gosh, i seriously hate this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IT'S KILLING ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially D&amp;amp;T and Mathematics. I'm poor in mathematics since the day i enter secondary and as for dnt, there's so many things to do for my journal. ;( And because i just changed my "egg shell peeler" into a new product, i have to start from the scratch. -.- Seriously, 24hours isn't enough for me! ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Can there be 1000hours everyday??????????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-2397388972351555532?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/2397388972351555532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=2397388972351555532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/2397388972351555532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/2397388972351555532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-need-time.html' title='♥ I need time.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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-7579895918401376640.post-6428619901774725710</id><published>2009-03-14T22:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T23:10:00.043+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m no longer your greatest love. ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ 曾经的甜蜜</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;♥ 曾经的甜蜜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;从来没觉得自己那么没价值过。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在别人面前总是把你说得有多完美,&lt;br /&gt;而那所谓完美的你却可以为了一场破电影,&lt;br /&gt;让&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;一人勉强的拐着脚回家。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;我终于知道我在你心里的那个角落,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;有多小, 有多轻.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;我已对你&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;不&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;抱着任何期待,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;你却还把我那渺小的角落留给自己。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;疼&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;你, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;是因为我曾经得到&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;的爱惜，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;可是你已不把我看得像以前一样重。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;那是因为你不需要我&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;你对我真的好自私,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;你知道吗?&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/7579895918401376640-6428619901774725710?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/6428619901774725710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=6428619901774725710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/6428619901774725710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/6428619901774725710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='♥ 曾经的甜蜜'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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-7579895918401376640.post-8270620321008275233</id><published>2009-02-15T02:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T21:44:45.071+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i want you to be my valentine forever. ♥'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>♥ Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really sweet valentine's day. ;) With my sweetest hubby. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came to find me at 12.30pm today. And i passed the chocolates that i made to him. He smiled and say that he forgot to bring his present along. I was like "haiyoh, so blur. hahaha!". So we went to his house, he asked me to enter his house first and i started spot-checking his house to see whether anyone is at home. Nobody's home. And surprisingly, his room door is closed today. (He normally won't close his room door!) Without doubt, i opened the door and saw a teddy bear placed above a present that he tell me that it is my valentine's day present. And yea, before he say that, the first thing came to my mind was "omg, is this a surprise or i just spoilt his plan? o.o". He then come into the room and got me a dozen of roses. ;) I'm really happy alright. I unwrapped the present that he bought for me and i though it will be something silly, maybe lingerie? As i once bought him a boxer? But fortuately, it is a tube dress! ;D I was thinking how to react if the present is things like bra and pantie okay. -.- Phew! And yea, changed to the tube dress although it reveal all my fats to everybody who see me. But the tube dress will be really pretty if i'm not so fat okay. ;( I need to slim down! Anyway, After booking tickets online to go for a movie in cine, baby and i went to bugis for seoul garden. It's our second time having meal over there. ;) And after the meal, we smell like what we ate just now. -.- Thai tom yam soup with fried chicken and beef? mixed flavour? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meal, we rushed to the esplanade to meet his friend, Soon Guan. Waited, waited and waited. And he's finally here to meet us. I was surprised. Really surprise. His friend came with 2 black board, 2 markers and a camera. And it is actually something for us to promise one another. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rule is something like this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy will have to write a what he want to promise the girl on the black board;&lt;br /&gt;The girl will have to write something that she would like the boy to fulfill;&lt;br /&gt;Take a picture together and exchange the board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, what should i write?&lt;br /&gt;Be with me forever?(Aw, too mushy!)&lt;br /&gt;Not allowed to do something that disappoint me?(Boring!)&lt;br /&gt;Cannot contact other girls?(Why make him do it so reluctantly?) ;/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, and here it goes, the best one !&lt;br /&gt;"Celebrate every valentine's day with me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what i wrote. And that's really what i want. ;) I just want to celebrate every valentine's day with him, just him. Nobody else. ;) As for him, he promised to love me forever. ;) (That's what he wrote on the board lah! hahas.) We took photos at esplanade and i'm so happy to have such a romantic boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, i'm so touched and i'm over the moon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we rushed to cine for the show "家有喜事", and we were late for our movie again (we're always late!). A super funny show. ;D After the show, it's about 8. We saw a long row of "Doll machine", okay i dont really know what it is called. It's something that you can try and get the dolls out of the machine. my super hubby got a yellow pirate marshimaro doll for me. Aw, so sweet of him. and, i really want to say this : 老公, 你好厉害哦! ;D We then went back to woodlands for coffee at starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go for starbucks at first, then we changed our mind and headed for movie again. It was a random pick movie okay. At first hubby wanted to watch [Valkyrie], but left 2 rows only, and i'm not very interested. So we changed to [The other end of the line]. I don't know a thing about this movie okay! -.- I thought it's gonna be a boring one. But yea, it turn out to be quite nice. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my baby then accompanied me home. As i have to be home at 12am. I was still smiling like as if my teeths are scare of the darkness in my mouth when i reached home. I was really happy okay. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, thank you for planning such a great valentine's day for me. I enjoyed it alot. And it is one of the best celebration i've ever had with you. I'm so glad to be your girlfriend. Being loved so deeply by you, is the best thing in my life. I don't need roses, teddy bears or rings. But i need you and i want your greatest love ♥. I want to be your girl, your precious girl forever. Nothing's perfect without you. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No one can ever replace you, JasOnteO. ♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我真的好爱你, 张洺銘.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-8270620321008275233?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/8270620321008275233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=8270620321008275233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/8270620321008275233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/8270620321008275233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day-i-had-really-sweet.html' title=''/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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-7579895918401376640.post-5684161361594211235</id><published>2009-01-20T21:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T21:58:48.933+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='家不成家 .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something's wrong with me those days. I kept spout nonsense when i'm quarreling with someone. I dont have a aim in my words, and i don't know what am i trying to get from the conversation. Gosh, i want my brilliant sharp tongue back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yea, recently, i just became a homeless child. my sister and i are given 1 month time to move to somewhere else, any where we can be. Reasons? Because my noble mother love her bastard more than her biological daughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really had enough of those stress caused by my studies. If i were to fail my N' level this year (choy!), all will be because of my noble mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-5684161361594211235?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/5684161361594211235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=5684161361594211235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/5684161361594211235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/5684161361594211235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2009/01/somethings-wrong-with-me-those-days.html' title=''/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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-7579895918401376640.post-1381726239519975498</id><published>2009-01-14T20:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T21:20:58.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I want to work hard. ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ My tearing soul.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ My tearing soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school as per normal today. ;D And yea, it's the first day in 2009 that i tie a pony tail to school! :D I missed pony tail hairstyle so much okay! Didnt dare to tie pony tail and instead i kept tying a big bun to school as the lower part of my hair's black dye faded AGAIN. So, the first day of school i got asked by my form teacher to dye black again, and of cos, i didn't do so! ;X But seriously, i'm already making an effort to mend about what i've done to my hair previously by not dyeing those school-banned colour in my precious november holiday already neh! And yea, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i didnt dye my hair at all through out the holiday!&lt;/span&gt; Yer. So angry nah. ;( I should have asked my mom to write a thousand of parent letter to the teachers indicating that i have a natural brown coloured hair since the day in secondary that i first dyed my hair. ;( I heard from one of my friend that a girl's parents really wrote tons of parent letters to the teachers and that's why her hair can be so blonde through out her whole secondary school life. Oh my, how clever she is to come out with this plan! I also want uh~! x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my secondary stuffs. My gosh, i'm really really stress okay. Seriously couldn't believe that i'm secondary 4. -.- And i think &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'm really far from where i should be&lt;/span&gt;. Everyone's bucking up, so do i. But somehow i'm learning slower than i expect myself to be. But luckily, almost all of the teachers that are teaching my class, can make me understand what are they talking about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-maths - Ms Nicole Ng [Very patient in teaching! But teaching in super high-speed. ;( ]&lt;br /&gt;English - Mrs Tan [A funny teacher yo!]&lt;br /&gt;Physics - Mr Ch'ng [His teaching are easier to be absorbed. :D]&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry - Ms Ong [1st teacher that make me understand chemistry.]&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies - Ms Chee [ Great teacher, but the knowledge just could stay in my brain at all. -.- ]&lt;br /&gt;Geography - Ms Yati &amp;amp; Mr CK [ Both are great, but i always understand half of the topic only.-.- ]&lt;br /&gt;DNT - Mr Michael [ Very hardworking, but very impatient. He will flee if he dont know how to explain a certain things to you. -.- ]&lt;br /&gt;Chinese - Mrs Liu &amp;amp; Mrs Zhang [The words are shutted outside my ears.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i'm extremely scare about my N' level okay. Too many N' level and O' level cases around me. Not one or two, but alot. Some failed N'/O' level and stopped schooling as they had given up hope. And yea, i really scare that will happen to me (CHOY!). Some failed N'/O' level and retake again. Which means they're going to study the same damn thing one whole year again. And i'm sure i wont be able to keep myself studying the same old thing if i were to retake like them (CHOY!). Some failed N'/O' level (not that badly) and have to go to the course and sort of "beg" the teacher to let you in. God, give me a genius brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAUSE I DONT WANNA BE ANY OF THEM. ;(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who take N'level and failed, what they're require to pass it much easier than this year new requirement. Last time was to pass your english and 2 subjuct with the points of 10 or less. But for now, which means starting from my year, we will have to pass english, e-maths and 3 subjects with the points of 19 or less. My my my, did they just mention e-maths? That's my weakest subject man! -.- And yea, 3 subject. God, if only i passed my entry test for O' level chinese. Or else i doubt i wont be retaining this year. As the O' level chinese is counting the grade in this way; if i get A1, A2 or B3, they will consider as i get A1 for my N' level chinese, which means i still have 18 marks for my other 4 subjucts! if i get B4, C5 or C6, they will consider that i get A2 for my N' level chinese. If i get(CHOYYY!) D7, E8 or F9(not sure F9 included or not) it will be consider as grade B3 for my N' level chinese. And i dont believe that i'll get F9 at all! So worth it right!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, if i get C6 for my O'level chinese, which means i'll get A2 for my N' level chinese. Which means 19 - 2 = 17 points and so, i'll have 17 points to pass my 4 other subject. And so i can affort to get B4 for 3 subjucts and C5 for 1 subject. That's a great deal okay. Although the O' level chinese will be taken on 1st June 09, but i really dont mind at all! ;D And i've already planned nicely, if i fail my entry test (CHOY!), i'll try to talk to the teacher about it. Ar bo, my mother will be my speaker to bomb my teacher's ears! ;X Yea, i'm a mummy girl. Hahaha. But teachers are only afraid of your parents but not you, why not being a mummy girl? ;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;School, dont kill me with your exam papers. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-1381726239519975498?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/1381726239519975498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=1381726239519975498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/1381726239519975498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/1381726239519975498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-tearing-soul.html' title='♥ My tearing soul.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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-7579895918401376640.post-2889091084004009830</id><published>2009-01-11T02:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T23:09:14.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grow up child. ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ I'll never do contact lens spree again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ I'll never ever do contact lens spree again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWjoV2CPxZI/AAAAAAAACZY/eGeG9j7Wo2I/s1600-h/DSC02725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289733224326481298" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWjoV2CPxZI/AAAAAAAACZY/eGeG9j7Wo2I/s400/DSC02725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met my baby boy today. :) And yea, we went to orchard with his friends. :D And thanks ChuaMing for driving me home! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, baby came to my block to meet me today instead of me going to him and meet him(Muacks! 我爱你!). And i tot he's a flasher or some weird people. Hahaha. Cos he's standing on my staircase and i can only see his legs from where I'm standing when i noticed him. Hahaha. No mah, my house here alot weird humans okay! Flasher everywhere! ;( Then then, we went to buy KFC two-piece meal for lunch(oh my, so fattening!) and went to his house. Watched two episode of little nyonya. So nice okay! I love it! I want a MIO tv too. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hmms, i guess this will happen if i ask my mom about it :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me : Mummy, can we have MIO tv in our house too? :D &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mummy : Fat Hope! Shoo! I very busy~~!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeyer. Taoyan. okay anyway, we met ChuaMing under Jason's block then. And his car is super duper cute okay! In baby pink! Oh my god! ;X But the way he drive really scary uh. -.- After meeting him, we went to orchard tgt, played pool and went to "lans shop"(i guess it's spelled in this way?). Then have LJS as dinner. (Omg, fast food again!?) My slimming plan sure fail already nah. :( I wanna slim down! God, give me an "oil-free" body!&lt;br /&gt;Went home after the meal and i started doing my contact lens form and all. Used around 2-3 hour on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SO I've decide, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll never do contact lens spree again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-2889091084004009830?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/2889091084004009830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=2889091084004009830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/2889091084004009830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/2889091084004009830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2009/01/ill-never-do-contact-lens-spree-again.html' title='♥ I&apos;ll never do contact lens spree again.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWjoV2CPxZI/AAAAAAAACZY/eGeG9j7Wo2I/s72-c/DSC02725.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-8282057475236988535</id><published>2009-01-03T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T02:17:20.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Not a nice day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;♥ Not a nice day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so damn bored okay! My MSN like went crazy or something like that seh! -.- Can't log in at all. ;( I want to chat chat chat~!!!!! ROAR!&lt;br /&gt;Alright, really no point being angry in front of my stupid dumbass computer. And yea, i went to play facebook again! ;D Somebody sent me a "Are you a good BF/GF?" test. And i got excellent for it! Hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SV98_uvqDoI/AAAAAAAACWQ/EwaJgemUtFk/s1600-h/FACEBOOK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287081921877773954" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 352px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SV98_uvqDoI/AAAAAAAACWQ/EwaJgemUtFk/s400/FACEBOOK.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Alermak, praise me until like that. *blush* Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh nothing to write lah. Hmms, will post my first anniversary photos and Christmas photos up as soon as possible yea. ;D&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-8282057475236988535?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/8282057475236988535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=8282057475236988535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/8282057475236988535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/8282057475236988535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-nice-day.html' title='♥ Not a nice day.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SV98_uvqDoI/AAAAAAAACWQ/EwaJgemUtFk/s72-c/FACEBOOK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-1106322176098268464</id><published>2009-01-02T16:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T22:49:42.074+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ Say no to N&apos; level.'/><title type='text'>♥ Time for school.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♥ Time for school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SV75gJdcGaI/AAAAAAAACVo/vQv_YPbfM-g/s1600-h/Beloved015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286937343270066594" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SV75gJdcGaI/AAAAAAAACVo/vQv_YPbfM-g/s400/Beloved015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh no, I'm secondary 4N1 this year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Yea you're right, I'm 16 this year. ;( Unbelievable right!? It's so damn it fast okay. Although it's a great thing that I'm 16 and so i can finally watch NC16, but I'm not ready for N' level yet! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hell, how did 2008 just passed like this?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like as if I'm only secondary 1-2 last year and all of a sudden, I'm a secondary 4 student which is going to take the scary N' level. :(&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i went to school today. Saw alot of my sec 2 (2008) friends wearing the same top as me. The feeling is just, so weird. But yea, I'm still happy for them. :)&lt;br /&gt;And yea, when Rebecca babe came, she's still so happy as usual. Always laugh laugh. ;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SV78TZtkbTI/AAAAAAAACWA/99BISWT2acU/s1600-h/Burger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286940422829272370" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SV78TZtkbTI/AAAAAAAACWA/99BISWT2acU/s320/Burger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SV78Tfx0boI/AAAAAAAACWI/Ib6DhLav2PI/s1600-h/BLUB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286940424457711234" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SV78Tfx0boI/AAAAAAAACWI/Ib6DhLav2PI/s320/BLUB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We chatted a little and she passed a "burger" and "light bulb" to me, saying that she bought it from Taiwan. Thanks alot babe! and sorry for forgetting to bring your present to school! ;D&lt;br /&gt;An yea, I brought the burger to recess as my wallet and it look like as if it is just a phone "ornament" (I don't know what it's called that we hang on the phone.-.-) okay! ;D&lt;br /&gt;As for the "light bulb", i think Rebec Babe bought it for me so that i can squeeze it when I'm angry? Hahaha, anything. ;) I love it. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we're heading to our classroom, I'm so damn sad okay! I tot 4N1 will be at the ground floor. ;( So that i don't have to climb up and down everyday. But dumbassly, it's right beside the 3N1(2008) classroom and that's the classroom that 3E4(2008) used to be using! -.- So dusty and dirty okay! And this Indonesian Man, Mr. Michael Eric Basaki came into my classroom! Which means, HE'S MY FORM TEACHER. Oh gosh, he seems to be a teacher that will get bullied by students easily okay. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he tell us that he choosed YongZhi as the class chairman and Nashiir to be the vice chairman. Oh my, is he trying to get YongZhi killed? -.- To what i know, Nashiir seems to like to disturb YongZhi alot. -.- My gosh. Anyway anyway, Mr. Michael asked us to write a letter to him, which it will include our introduction, grand mission in life, worries and dont know what else. I wrote damn long for my "worries" and complained alot about Nashiir and the short haris. ;X But the two of them are really idiots nah. So freaking noisy in class. How i wish i'm allowed to sew their mouth up. ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall end here now alright. ♥&lt;br /&gt;That's about all that happened in school. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-1106322176098268464?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/1106322176098268464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=1106322176098268464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/1106322176098268464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/1106322176098268464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2009/01/time-for-school.html' title='♥ Time for school.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SV75gJdcGaI/AAAAAAAACVo/vQv_YPbfM-g/s72-c/Beloved015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-4256552337272586887</id><published>2008-12-31T20:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T22:33:58.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ WGSCO Graduation Night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ WGSCO Graduation Night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Congrats on graduating to Sec4E, Sec 4T and Sec5N! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;HOORAY! THEY FINALLY GRADUATED! :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And oh yea yea, i went to WGSCO camp for the graduation night. I'm sucha good girl okay! ;D I didn't take much pictures on 29th December. But took some on 30th December, which is the graduation night for the graduating classes. ;) But yea, there are only a few pictures as i'm very very busy with my dinner. ;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the pictures :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWX3MWAE5aI/AAAAAAAACYw/_rRcXuolOzk/s1600-h/Beloved063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288905128852907426" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWX3MWAE5aI/AAAAAAAACYw/_rRcXuolOzk/s400/Beloved063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls in lower secondary "sailormon" tops are the graduating girls! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWX4RpaMX5I/AAAAAAAACY4/-ABjO25gUJg/s1600-h/Beloved066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288906319473696658" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWX4RpaMX5I/AAAAAAAACY4/-ABjO25gUJg/s400/Beloved066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tada, some of the graudating batch. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWX4RrwY_OI/AAAAAAAACZA/_L_jgOxI0Ds/s1600-h/DSC01274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288906320103668962" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWX4RrwY_OI/AAAAAAAACZA/_L_jgOxI0Ds/s400/DSC01274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Beekian &amp;amp; EeLing. :D Muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWX0bkh9xWI/AAAAAAAACXg/TSvqA3Fo938/s1600-h/DSC01273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288902091916297570" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWX0bkh9xWI/AAAAAAAACXg/TSvqA3Fo938/s320/DSC01273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Crazy her! ;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWX0bXMizLI/AAAAAAAACXY/IrToEWmOprg/s1600-h/Beloved067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288902088336788658" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWX0bXMizLI/AAAAAAAACXY/IrToEWmOprg/s320/Beloved067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWX0bB0pHDI/AAAAAAAACXQ/naGjwOeCH6Q/s1600-h/Beloved065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288902082599394354" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWX0bB0pHDI/AAAAAAAACXQ/naGjwOeCH6Q/s320/Beloved065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;YangQin`ers! Our first 'quan jia fu'!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The graduation night performance was really nice. :) But just that the last show wasn't that good. :( Everybody were about to fall asleep. -.- As the last show is all singing singing stuffs mah. Then is like, everybody eyes are closing and so, it's not high at all alright! :( What exactly happening to the audience, is actually they're falling asleep, too tired to stand up and sing together, wanted to sleep too much. Of cos there are people who actually wanted to stand up at first. But when he/she see everyone's sitting down chit chatting, he/she didnt have the courage to stand up. And yea, i saw some of them just like that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When i go back to my "bedroom"(it's classroom!-.-), i started to find another new contact lens supplier and prayed that i could get one that will not back out like the previous one. -.- The assholely first supplier agreed to supply contact lens for me at first, and all of a sudden, she tell me that her supplier just informed her that she can't supply her any contact lens anymore. And so, i got to find another supplier! -.- Then, I specially went home on 29th dec when i'm having overnight camp to find a supplier. And yea, i got one. And that brainless freak tell me that she can't supply me contact lens the day after due to same lame reasons, and that's graduation night! Oh, FCUKERS.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, those pictures are took on the last day of the camp. And yea, it's the last day of the year. :( Which means school is gonna be back in action. -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WGSCO is ♥.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWX4SR02E6I/AAAAAAAACZQ/lfLHHn5GUWI/s1600-h/KIM%26HIM020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288906330322899874" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWX4SR02E6I/AAAAAAAACZQ/lfLHHn5GUWI/s400/KIM%26HIM020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yea yea, you're not seeing things. I'm one of the girl lying down. Poor thing me. Too short to stand at the back. When i come to the first row, the idiotic photographer say sort of things like"eh, closer closer! Cannot see those people at the corner!" And somehow it's how i end infront. -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWX4SJ6olQI/AAAAAAAACZI/q_Ni9jdiSEA/s1600-h/n535530049_2294402_9229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288906328199697666" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWX4SJ6olQI/AAAAAAAACZI/q_Ni9jdiSEA/s400/n535530049_2294402_9229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, so bright.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWX3Lr4JL-I/AAAAAAAACYo/c-AETh8std4/s1600-h/Beloved018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288905117545344994" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWX3Lr4JL-I/AAAAAAAACYo/c-AETh8std4/s400/Beloved018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can hardly open my eyes! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWX3LQVonkI/AAAAAAAACYg/q2zX5DdQ8fg/s1600-h/Beloved004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288905110152846914" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWX3LQVonkI/AAAAAAAACYg/q2zX5DdQ8fg/s400/Beloved004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's the group 7 members! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWX3LVirgfI/AAAAAAAACYY/CYpfNf-9ySc/s1600-h/Beloved003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288905111549739506" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWX3LVirgfI/AAAAAAAACYY/CYpfNf-9ySc/s400/Beloved003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finella JiaLe EeLing HUMP!(I forgot her name) JiaHui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWXzhokI2oI/AAAAAAAACW4/niOcwrMw44k/s1600-h/Beloved019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288901096566741634" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWXzhokI2oI/AAAAAAAACW4/niOcwrMw44k/s320/Beloved019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWXzg7aPtLI/AAAAAAAACWw/2CHs8fQHyso/s1600-h/Beloved017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288901084445652146" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWXzg7aPtLI/AAAAAAAACWw/2CHs8fQHyso/s320/Beloved017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288901101526610898" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWXzh7Cqc9I/AAAAAAAACXA/Y-KgvlI3Rec/s320/Beloved021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BeeKian again. Hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWXzgrcLEiI/AAAAAAAACWg/hm0E6A16Is4/s1600-h/Beloved001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288901080158769698" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWXzgrcLEiI/AAAAAAAACWg/hm0E6A16Is4/s320/Beloved001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;HOME SWEET HOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-4256552337272586887?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/4256552337272586887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=4256552337272586887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/4256552337272586887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/4256552337272586887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2009/01/wgsco-graduation-night.html' title='♥ WGSCO Graduation Night.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SWX3MWAE5aI/AAAAAAAACYw/_rRcXuolOzk/s72-c/Beloved063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-2570312799993309736</id><published>2008-12-19T04:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T05:34:11.102+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Without me.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ Without you'/><title type='text'>♥ My Only Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ My Only Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SUrA3iACuUI/AAAAAAAACUw/y711GEPH3Ak/s1600-h/Beloved016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281245573297649986" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SUrA3iACuUI/AAAAAAAACUw/y711GEPH3Ak/s320/Beloved016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SUrBJnuktmI/AAAAAAAACU4/IjmLWHYQoFg/s1600-h/DSC02626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281245884072638050" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SUrBJnuktmI/AAAAAAAACU4/IjmLWHYQoFg/s200/DSC02626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SUrBJ6xxBhI/AAAAAAAACVA/lf71jl0d2CM/s1600-h/DSC02627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281245889186301458" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SUrBJ6xxBhI/AAAAAAAACVA/lf71jl0d2CM/s200/DSC02627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SUrBKHuKcdI/AAAAAAAACVI/Y133uR67UPo/s1600-h/DSC02628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281245892660851154" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SUrBKHuKcdI/AAAAAAAACVI/Y133uR67UPo/s200/DSC02628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Been shopping like crazy those days! And i've already bought what i'm gonna wear on christmas! :D Anyway, 1 more week to me and my baby boy 1st year anniversary. :) So happy. Hahahas. Our 1st anniversary falls right after christmas, 1.08pm. Hmms, let me reflect on what happened last year. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 December 2007&lt;br /&gt;I met my baby boy in the early morning again, he's super excited today and kept telling me that there will be a surprise later. Before that he even asked me to go into the cinema first and he will get back to me later. (So obvious what he wanna do okay!:X) Then i hold on to the plastic bag he passed to me that day and walked into the cinema. I sat down on my seat and thinking what my crazy boy gonna do. And first came to my mind was "Oh gosh, is he going to buy flowers for me?" (Because i once tell him that i had never receive any flowers before and even my ex-boyfriend didnt buy one for me when i was with him. ) And soon my crazy boy came into the cinema with blue roses and asked me to be his girlfriend. (omg, he was so sweet in the past!) He then tell me the present in the plastic bag is mine. When i open it, it's a bottle of hearts made by him. I remember i was really touched. But i dont rmb that i actually cried. I just heard that from him that i cried when he passed the present to me a few days ago while we were on the phone. (And he's so proud about it. -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 11 months + a few days being his little girlfriend, i can only say that, he's a really wonderful boyfriend to me. Although he's getting crazy and crazier than before each day being my boyfriend, i still love him alot. :) He'd shown me how important i am to him by cherishing me with his everything and being there for me whenever i need him badly.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, being your little precious girlfriend, i'm really really happy. So please dont always have weird thoughts like you're not fit to be my boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because you're the only one who deserve my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;JASONTEO, I'M ALL YOURS. ♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-2570312799993309736?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/2570312799993309736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=2570312799993309736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/2570312799993309736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/2570312799993309736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-only-love.html' title='♥ My Only Love.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SUrA3iACuUI/AAAAAAAACUw/y711GEPH3Ak/s72-c/Beloved016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-8680600650230052337</id><published>2008-12-13T01:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:27:51.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m all yours.'/><title type='text'>♥ I ain't pretty, but he loves me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; I ain't pretty, but he loves me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SUKcGRXqO_I/AAAAAAAACFo/iRr2TRsO0-A/s1600-h/DSC02598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278953344787430386" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SUKcGRXqO_I/AAAAAAAACFo/iRr2TRsO0-A/s200/DSC02598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SUKcG13MFwI/AAAAAAAACF4/he-AuNEZQjM/s1600-h/DSC02600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278953354583348994" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SUKcG13MFwI/AAAAAAAACF4/he-AuNEZQjM/s200/DSC02600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SUKcG_lEPVI/AAAAAAAACGA/sfjUVM69-D0/s1600-h/DSC02605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278953357191691602" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SUKcG_lEPVI/AAAAAAAACGA/sfjUVM69-D0/s200/DSC02605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SUKcGp97EEI/AAAAAAAACFw/yqEY-gyybk0/s1600-h/DSC02598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278953351390367810" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SUKcGp97EEI/AAAAAAAACFw/yqEY-gyybk0/s200/DSC02598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holiday is the worse holiday that i've every had. Wasn't well planned at all! Gosh. Everyday eat and sleep. And now i have this bad habit that i'll feel sleepy right after i had my meal. -.- My tummy and arms size are getting bad to worse too. While i'm getting fat, my second sister, Muiling, slim down ALOT. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Eeling needs to exercise! Eeling needs to slim down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are what i have to do before CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Stop having more than 3 meals everyday (those days i always have at least 4 meals a day!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Get rid of the habit of sitting down and lying down right after meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sleep Earlier. (I always sleep in the morning, cos i have to update my blogshop!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Stop being a shop-ho-lic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Slim down to the weight of 41kg (At least slim until no double chin!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Stop being a lazybummmmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Reduce the number of time playing games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, just a few of them. I hope i can get rid of those idiotic habits. -.- But i'm really spending alot after i opened the blogshop. -.- I use the money that i earned to buy new clothes, new t-shirts, new cosmetics and i even went to buy nail polish when i rarely use it today. -.- As for my figure, i think i'll have a hard time to become the slim Eeling in 2007. ;( I've grew fat alot this year okay. Gosh. I want a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"OIL-FREE" BODY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to the post for today, oh yea yea, i was feeling quite down ytd because my boy had changed his army camp. :( It's not that i'm not happy for him. I'm glad that he got a better army camp to go to, but sometimes you will have to stay in the camp. Which means, if he have to stay in on the coming monday, my sunday will be gone like what happened last time. He was in pulau tekong for the first 3 months he's in army. And you have to stay in from monday to friday, which means, every sunday you have to leave your sweet home early and report to the camp place. Gosh. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In this case i wont get to see my baby!!&lt;/span&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont really mind that much if i get to see him lesser. But the main is actually i scare of the people in his new camp. You know, different camps will have different kinda people. Who knows they influence my boy's mind and tell him some sort of weird things maybe like asking him to let me go or something? Oh gosh. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hate new environment&lt;/span&gt;. Argh, enough of this. I had been thinking of it for days. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Jason finally have 2 new "partners"! ZhiRong and EChong. ;X EChong was assign to report to his camp last tuesday and i heard from my boy that the camp is like a holiday resort and the bunk house is like a condominium. And yea, he's damn jealous. Hahahas. As for ZhiRong, he just reported to the campsite this morning, and i finally can get to see his with-a-mole botak head! I've seen EChong's botak head. But there isn't much difference and instead, i think he look &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;more manly with botak head&lt;/span&gt;. ;X I'm looking forward to see ZhengHao and JeremyTan's botak head! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily girls no need to go NS. I cant imagine that i'll see tons of &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;botak woman&lt;/span&gt; walking along the streets and shopping centers when they're off from army. ;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough of my lame imagination. I'm going to bed now! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GoodNight &lt;strong&gt;Beloved.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-8680600650230052337?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/8680600650230052337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=8680600650230052337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/8680600650230052337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/8680600650230052337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-aint-pretty-but-he-loves-me.html' title='♥ I ain&apos;t pretty, but he loves me.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SUKcGRXqO_I/AAAAAAAACFo/iRr2TRsO0-A/s72-c/DSC02598.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-7355484911360571573</id><published>2008-12-07T02:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T03:30:44.032+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ I have wonderful friends too.'/><title type='text'>♥ Being a blogshop owner is the most tiring job.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; Being a blogshop owner is the most tiring job.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/STrNYjIbpsI/AAAAAAAAB_w/db3UhkRh2U4/s1600-h/Beloved039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276755735049119426" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/STrNYjIbpsI/AAAAAAAAB_w/db3UhkRh2U4/s320/Beloved039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd not have enough sleep since the day i open my very own blogshop. ;( And so i woke up at 6.30pm today. The sky was turning dark by then. Started advertising for my blogshop again when i wake up. Really tired alright. :( So better not open a blogshop! You will be suffering like hell. I can still survive because i have my great friends to help me with my blogshop orders. :) The paper my arms are lying on is all my note of where i get the things from and codes. That's how hardworking you must be to have a blogshop! -.-&lt;br /&gt;My precious supporter are really working hard to find people to order stuffs from me and some some even specially buy one from me. :) Some of them put my blogshop link as their personal messages and some even nick name! :D They are really great alright! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thank you my ladies and gentlemen! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love you guys! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway anyway, i've not been updating my blog recently because of my blogshop. Beside updating blogshop and advertising it like hell those days, i finally step out of the house ytd and meet my crazy girl huihui. Had a long chat with her about lots of stuffs then. :D And yea, she finally get herself a boyfriend! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONGRATS MY CRAZY GIRL HUIHUI! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really happy to see her like this. :) Okay, i'm going to bed now yeh. It's already 3.30am and i'm yet i'm still using computer! Oh gosh! Must go orh orh already huh. Cos it's my precious sunday again tmr. And i'm meeting my little baby boy! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GoodNight and GoodBye! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-7355484911360571573?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/7355484911360571573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=7355484911360571573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/7355484911360571573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/7355484911360571573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/12/being-blogshop-owner-is-most-tiring-job.html' title='♥ Being a blogshop owner is the most tiring job.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/STrNYjIbpsI/AAAAAAAAB_w/db3UhkRh2U4/s72-c/Beloved039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-2304974684344596684</id><published>2008-12-03T08:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T08:15:42.063+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My new born blogshop.'/><title type='text'>♥ My BlogShop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥ My BlogShop!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been making my blogshop for the whole damn night. And finally i'm going to bed now. Was shocked to see 18 people viewing my blogshop at one go and just one night, more than 50 people went to my blog shop! ;D But the bad thing is, there's no order at all. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Now is my new born blogshop's probation. If it's not going well enough, i'm closing it! ;(&lt;br /&gt;CHOY! okay here,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;VIEW MY NEW BORN BLOGSHOP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://our-beautyspree.blogspot.com/"&gt;Http://our-beautyspree.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT ORDERSSSSSS!! ;D&lt;br /&gt;*FAINT*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight to me and goodmorning to you. (:&lt;br /&gt;Time for bedddddd~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-2304974684344596684?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/2304974684344596684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=2304974684344596684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/2304974684344596684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/2304974684344596684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-blogshop.html' title='♥ My BlogShop!'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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-7579895918401376640.post-8200157009599699137</id><published>2008-11-28T00:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T02:00:42.792+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It mean alot to me.'/><title type='text'>♥ So far yet so close.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ So far yet so close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SS7amQu8U7I/AAAAAAAABz4/s-fGc1YlVUg/s1600-h/Beloved016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273392564559172530" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SS7amQu8U7I/AAAAAAAABz4/s-fGc1YlVUg/s320/Beloved016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Gosh, i'm going to sentosa again tomorrow. -.- That's my damn workplace, and i swear i'll get out of there in no time! -.- I die also must go and get another job. ;( And damn, tmr i'm going there again. But seriously, it's quite fun over there. (: Just that the boss is really naggy, and your pay may change any time. -.- Super sian to work for the boss nahh. Nag me like shit and even wanna quarrel with me like that. And her language is even more alien than mine. Not clear at all. GOSH. -.-&lt;br /&gt;And yea, i got finally got my bank account ytd! Hooray! Hahahas. So happy alright. And the shocking news is, before i got this bank account, i'm actually still using the bank account for age below 12 year old! -.- I'm going to bed now~! Sorry that it gonna a fast post uh. Cos i'm really lazy to post much and wanted to slp so much and many many! ;X Gonna sleep right after my baby call me. (: He promised to call me after he finished playing dota~ hooray~! ♥♥♥! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-8200157009599699137?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/8200157009599699137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=8200157009599699137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/8200157009599699137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/8200157009599699137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-far-yet-so-close.html' title='♥ So far yet so close.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SS7amQu8U7I/AAAAAAAABz4/s-fGc1YlVUg/s72-c/Beloved016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-2158546636789502006</id><published>2008-11-20T22:40:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T21:36:11.490+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i promise i&apos;ll do a better job next time.'/><title type='text'>♥ Memories.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ Memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SSacZpgtTqI/AAAAAAAABrc/0oSpbSnFeXo/s1600-h/Reminiscence008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271072378337447586" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SSacZpgtTqI/AAAAAAAABrc/0oSpbSnFeXo/s320/Reminiscence008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ta-da! I'm finally back for posting. ;D Really busy with lots of things recently. :( Anyway, Andrea and i went for cotton on interview at national library building on 18november. But unfortunately, they &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;already have 500 cappings&lt;/span&gt; by the time we reach there. Argh. So andrea and i went there for nothing. It's really far alright. The building is at the "100 victoria street", and they have a damn weird name for the road. Dont know call what bras thing. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Damn place. So far!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SSacZiVAuqI/AAAAAAAABrk/JDE6VRiBc64/s1600-h/Reminiscence011.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SSacZ-2SFhI/AAAAAAAABrs/B6MFSUE_lb4/s1600-h/Reminiscence012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271072384065082898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SSacZ-2SFhI/AAAAAAAABrs/B6MFSUE_lb4/s320/Reminiscence012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to bugis for interview. But i ended up shopping instead of interviewing for jobs. ;X And yea, i found my M&amp;amp;M earring as shown above! Hooray! ;D It's so cute isn't? I'm some sort of in love with weird stuffs those days. ;X I bought a "TV watch" too. But i lost it in my home seh. So when i found it i'll upload the picture of the "TV watch". ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SSacZ-2SFhI/AAAAAAAABrs/B6MFSUE_lb4/s1600-h/Reminiscence012.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SSacossHdGI/AAAAAAAABsU/Xh-ak8MgqgY/s1600-h/Reminiscence015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271072636888642658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SSacossHdGI/AAAAAAAABsU/Xh-ak8MgqgY/s320/Reminiscence015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found pills earring and bread earring too! So cute lah dumb dumb. ;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SSacaKM85pI/AAAAAAAABr8/T-ZTe_bnfFM/s1600-h/Reminiscence014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271072387112953490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SSacaKM85pI/AAAAAAAABr8/T-ZTe_bnfFM/s320/Reminiscence014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SSacZ4hcqGI/AAAAAAAABr0/ZDOG8992uEc/s1600-h/Reminiscence013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271072382367082594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SSacZ4hcqGI/AAAAAAAABr0/ZDOG8992uEc/s320/Reminiscence013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This two are more 正常 than the other three. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SSacZiVAuqI/AAAAAAAABrk/JDE6VRiBc64/s1600-h/Reminiscence011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271072376409340578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SSacZiVAuqI/AAAAAAAABrk/JDE6VRiBc64/s320/Reminiscence011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pretty earrings. ♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SSacok-jyoI/AAAAAAAABsM/uUIxwr9f5jU/s1600-h/Reminiscence016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271072634818513538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SSacok-jyoI/AAAAAAAABsM/uUIxwr9f5jU/s320/Reminiscence016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SSacoUNsfdI/AAAAAAAABsE/jWGe6U2QdMo/s1600-h/Reminiscence017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271072630318595538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SSacoUNsfdI/AAAAAAAABsE/jWGe6U2QdMo/s320/Reminiscence017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yea, i got myself a pair of purple 3 inches high hills! High hills are my favourite! (not because of my height uh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271072087836787394" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SSacIvT9AsI/AAAAAAAABrM/Hfm_ua--V-g/s320/Reminiscence005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SSacIervYFI/AAAAAAAABq8/QJHkZJ4FhPA/s1600-h/Reminiscence001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271072083373154386" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SSacIervYFI/AAAAAAAABq8/QJHkZJ4FhPA/s320/Reminiscence001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, christmas is on it's way! &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(not that soon!)&lt;/span&gt; And i notice that the decorations for 2007` and 2008` is almost the same alright. The first place that i went to with my beloved boyfriend was plaza singapura in douby ghaut. And the decorations there on 2007` is totally the same as the one for 2008`. :) And it makes me recall lots of memories between us before i become his girl. :) &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(and yea, he's not as romantic as before anymore!!:X)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SSacIPs0L6I/AAAAAAAABq0/a3ocYusslmc/s1600-h/jason.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271072079351132066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SSacIPs0L6I/AAAAAAAABq0/a3ocYusslmc/s320/jason.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SSacIdqXU4I/AAAAAAAABrE/9ZC4bVokL7k/s1600-h/Reminiscence002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271072083098948482" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SSacIdqXU4I/AAAAAAAABrE/9ZC4bVokL7k/s320/Reminiscence002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the even older post. :( I really sad that i didn't celebrate my baby's birthday well enough. Everything was totally not what i expected it to be! ;( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What i planned and expect was :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll go his house and meet him up first and due to his party the day before, he should still be in bed. After i meet him and he's ready to go, we will go to marina square and shop a little then have seoul garden as lunch. While having lunch, i'll go and get a cake secretly and light the candles that i specially bought it for his birthday when i was in shanghai. Then give him his birthday present and all then sing a nice birthday song for him. After that, we will catch the movie [ the coffin ] together and if there's enough time, we will catch another one or else we will go for dinner or shopping this all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe the plan sound kinda boring. But dumbassly, i spent quite alot of time in it. Wait wait, and here i go on what happened on the actual day :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i went to my boy's house and to my expectation, he's still in bed. But when i see him, he actually say that his mom made noodles for him as lunch. (that's how my seoul garden plan went missing!) After the terrific enough news, he tell me that his family will be meeting him at evening for steamboat as a celebration for his birthday. I was about to faint actually. But since my seoul garden is gone, and that's the main of the whole thing, the plan is off. To follow his timetable for that day, we went to causeway point to watch another ang mo movie that my boy wants to watch. After that we went back to Jason's house for his family's outing. I really wanted to get a cake for my boy so much but Jason's daddy once said to me that Jason's daddy's daddy (grandfather) dont celebrate birthday. So Jason's daddy is not allowed to celebrate birthday too and therefore, Jason is not allowed to celebrate birthday. And i discussed the cake thing with Jason's brother that day. He was shocked too and advice me not to get a cake since we are going to have steamboat and Jason's daddy say so. ;( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the dinner as celebration, i'm still thinking of buying a cake for my boy so damn much. Then i asked him a damn stupid question that is "Do you want a cake?". That i never thought of things like, how is it possible that your boyfriend will say "Yeah! i want a cake! Go buy!" things like this. I'm just waiting for a yes as an answer at that very moment. Stupid me. ;( Seriously, till now i still want to get a cake for my boy super lots. But it's too late lahs bodohhhh~!! Maybe i shall learn to bake cake and make one for him as make up? :) And compensate for buying such a present for him . ;( And yea the present. At first i was wanting to buy lighter for him. But after my friends comments and all, i decided to aim couple tees. But i didnt even found a single set. -.- And since i cant find any couple tees, i going to buy a top for him. But i can't find any clothes that i think it will be nice to be on him and then i wanted to buy shoe but dumb, i dont know his size! After all, i finally bought a wallet for him. But he didnt like it. ;/ and he then tell me that now guys normally only use the type of leather like his wallet. Which the wallet i bought is another type of leather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything was messed up. And i'm seriously sad over it alright. ;( And yea baby, i'm really sorry about the badly planned birthday alright. ;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SORRY BABYYYYYYYYY~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/7579895918401376640-2158546636789502006?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/2158546636789502006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=2158546636789502006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/2158546636789502006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/2158546636789502006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/11/memories.html' title='♥ Memories.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SSacZpgtTqI/AAAAAAAABrc/0oSpbSnFeXo/s72-c/Reminiscence008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-6998507723658502164</id><published>2008-11-12T21:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:51:40.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ Didnt expect you to treat me in this way.'/><title type='text'>♥ I'm back!</title><content type='html'>♥ I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea guys, i'm back and i'm finally back! Hohohohohos~! Went for shanghai trip for a week and i missed my family and crazy boy so much! Of cos, i missed singapore's weather. It was freezing cold starting from the 4th day of the trip. And i was having fever somemore. So suay right!? Hahahas. But at least i wasn't caught by the other teacher. Only Mrs Puah noticed. I think i'll end in hospital if any other teacher noticed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I die also wont post the picture up now cos i haven't edit it. -.- The stupid double chin stick out like what like that. zzz. I looks nice in none of the pictures! -.- I'll try to edit it as soon as possible yea. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To be continue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-6998507723658502164?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/6998507723658502164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=6998507723658502164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/6998507723658502164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/6998507723658502164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-back.html' title='♥ I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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-7579895918401376640.post-354308911371236931</id><published>2008-11-03T22:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:35:43.561+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ Your beautiful effort.'/><title type='text'>♥ Mixed Post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ Mixed Post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really lazy to post those days because of the shanghai stuffs. -.- Pack pack pack. Wasted so freaking much of my time. Why can't i just leave singapore for shanghai today!? -.- Ma fan. Anyway, let me start with the post on 1st Nov. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I'll go through it briefly only. Due to my laziness. ;X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st November 2008 - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Interview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264433939437578722" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SQ8Gxpev6eI/AAAAAAAABpk/Y26nIEr9oP0/s400/Reminiscence005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went for my first job interview with Andrea today. First time okay! ;D And yea i'm late for the meeting again. -.- Saw alot of people lining up at cwp's entrance for the free coca cola zero (That's what singaporean loves. ;X). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SQ8GymWCPZI/AAAAAAAABp0/AOAzOmgKh_g/s1600-h/Reminiscence009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264433955775593874" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SQ8GymWCPZI/AAAAAAAABp0/AOAzOmgKh_g/s400/Reminiscence009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yea, this is the application form. Super long can. Hahahas. Then kinda blur also. Cannot see some of the words. -.- And i actually interviewed for toastbox but they write breadtalk at the top. Weird. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SQ8GyCSvNCI/AAAAAAAABps/vPQvRGA9foE/s1600-h/Reminiscence008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264433946098086946" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SQ8GyCSvNCI/AAAAAAAABps/vPQvRGA9foE/s400/Reminiscence008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While waiting for a guy call "吴情(sound like 无情[heartless] right!? ;X)" to pass the application form for me and andrea, i saw this super duper tall butter. Shock me siol! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SQ8GzLQ94FI/AAAAAAAABp8/dtLJwCfGXN0/s1600-h/Reminiscence010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264433965686448210" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SQ8GzLQ94FI/AAAAAAAABp8/dtLJwCfGXN0/s400/Reminiscence010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went back to cwp after that with andrea to see those thermal wear stuffs and heat pack. And we got a free coca cola zero each! ;D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd November 2008 - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My beloved chef. ♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My boy finally make chicken chop for me! I'm so so so touched okay. (: I had waited so damn long for it okay. Around half a year i guess? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SQ8HhdTwBPI/AAAAAAAABqU/jmqWmmFR_QM/s1600-h/Reminiscence013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264434760803943666" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SQ8HhdTwBPI/AAAAAAAABqU/jmqWmmFR_QM/s400/Reminiscence013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's my handsome chef. Cooking for me. (: Heard from his mom that he happily bought the food home cos he tot nobody at home (he scare kena nag by his mummy! ;X). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SQ8HiVq0UfI/AAAAAAAABqs/IXzC8gQvIBY/s1600-h/Reminiscence016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264434775933080050" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SQ8HiVq0UfI/AAAAAAAABqs/IXzC8gQvIBY/s400/Reminiscence016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Made by my Mr. Jason the best chef of mine! Chicken Mushroom Soup! ;D I didnt expect so much at all okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SQ8GzXG9cbI/AAAAAAAABqE/ccX6OTcBBT4/s1600-h/Reminiscence011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264433968865702322" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SQ8GzXG9cbI/AAAAAAAABqE/ccX6OTcBBT4/s400/Reminiscence011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He even fry chicken nuggets for me. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SQ8HhPxRtSI/AAAAAAAABqM/lUx3BRjsZbE/s1600-h/Reminiscence012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264434757169689890" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SQ8HhPxRtSI/AAAAAAAABqM/lUx3BRjsZbE/s400/Reminiscence012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's fries too! So much okay. (: Actually i really only expect a piece of chicken chop made by him. ;X But since he made so much things, i shall eat all of them up. ;D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SQ8Hh-_T6iI/AAAAAAAABqc/akBGWAcaMRM/s1600-h/Reminiscence014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264434769845021218" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SQ8Hh-_T6iI/AAAAAAAABqc/akBGWAcaMRM/s400/Reminiscence014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My beloved handsome chef frying the main dish! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SQ8HiBL3u5I/AAAAAAAABqk/gJi_CpEfmPk/s1600-h/Reminiscence015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264434770434571154" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SQ8HiBL3u5I/AAAAAAAABqk/gJi_CpEfmPk/s400/Reminiscence015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The overall looks kinda messy, but my beloved chef just gave me what he promised. I'm glad enough okay. This chicken chop at first like not gonna appear at all like that at first okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, thank you baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's the best thing i received before i go oversea. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iLOVEyou, JasOnteO! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- The other sweet photos will be uploaded next time. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-354308911371236931?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/354308911371236931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=354308911371236931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/354308911371236931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/354308911371236931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-really-lazy-to-post-those-days.html' title='♥ Mixed Post.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SQ8Gxpev6eI/AAAAAAAABpk/Y26nIEr9oP0/s72-c/Reminiscence005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-9163004920051330418</id><published>2008-10-30T20:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T21:39:16.448+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ Kiss my pain away.'/><title type='text'>♥ A big big hug.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ A big big hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SQm4EP2mjCI/AAAAAAAABpc/Skz7AVvpjXw/s1600-h/1_353638648l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262940022673673250" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SQm4EP2mjCI/AAAAAAAABpc/Skz7AVvpjXw/s400/1_353638648l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It had been ages since i've updated my blog. Really lazy those day. I'm so troubled by alot of things. :/ Stress like shit okay. Especially the ShangHai trip thing. I'll be leaving singapore next wednesday night. And yet all the students who are going for the Shanghai trip will have to memorise two more song, both are sang by JayChow [菊花台] and [珊瑚海]. Further more, i just received the [珊瑚海] score not longer than a month. -.- Gosh. Although i can play quite well for it, but i cant remember the notes at all. Helppppp. -.- Then my [菊花台], play until so scary okay. Majam tsunami coming or the windows gonna crack like that when i play the song. Super disgusting sound. :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Help help help. I missed my boy so much.&lt;br /&gt;I need a big big hug from you baby. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Can tomorrow please be a sunday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From tuesday till friday, i'll have to go for chinese orchestra again and again in order to memorise the score as fast as i can. Next monday and tuesday i'll have to go there too of cos. -.- Another dumb thing is, i have to know how to use somebody else yangqing (instrument) instead of mine. Because the school will be borrowing it from ShangHai's dont know who. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll die for sure! :(&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/7579895918401376640-9163004920051330418?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/9163004920051330418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=9163004920051330418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/9163004920051330418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/9163004920051330418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/10/big-big-hug.html' title='♥ A big big hug.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SQm4EP2mjCI/AAAAAAAABpc/Skz7AVvpjXw/s72-c/1_353638648l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-3788184134405569094</id><published>2008-10-23T21:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T00:00:55.925+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Could it be somebody else? ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ The Busy Boring Week.</title><content type='html'>♥ The Busy Boring Week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received my report book today. The result really scare me when i combine my result with my friend's. -.- Seriously cant make it okay. Zzz. The yangqin players all are from express classes. Therefore they done better than me, and they even get top 15! Shock until i crazy okay. -.- At least i manage to promote to secondary 4N1. Phew!&lt;br /&gt;And yea as i said i got my result back. I'm really afraid that my mathematics will make me go ITE when i'm in secondary 4. Gosh. =.= I want to go poly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had our end of year cleaning today, alot unwanted books are dump and donated. As i lost my physics textbook and geography textbook, shafie gave me his! ;D Hooray. Hahahas. So i do not need to buy a new one next year! ;D I lost the book when i was september? So suay okay. I dont know which idiot love me so much and actually took my book. Smack him lah! Alermaks. 44 students and yet the person took mine~! Why me!? Argh. Luckily the textbooks was out of stocks at that moment of time when i was searching for it like hell. And now i got it for free! Thanks Shaaaafieeee! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had not been posting for days. For the past few days in school, i'm just watching and watching movies. Watched [My tutor teacher], [Mulan], [Ghost ar! Ghost ar! (鬼呀!鬼呀!)], [Mind Your Language], [Anger Management], [Volcano], [The god must be crazy too] and few more which i do not rmb a thing about it at all ( some boring shows~). Also, i bought my new foundation, silkygirl black eyeshadow and also my Maybelline New York Expert Eyeliner! ;D Just in time! The old one should be finishing within 1 month's time? ;/ The foundation is from silky girl. Saw SiHui using it last time and so i wanna give it a try. ;D If it doesn't suit my skin, i'm gonna dump it! ;X&lt;br /&gt;It's a really boring week, with lots of stuffs happening all around me.&lt;br /&gt;Bad Stuffs; &lt;br /&gt;1) My Mom was hospitalised.&lt;br /&gt;2) My dog ixi was given away to my friend, Andrea.&lt;br /&gt;3) Horrible result.&lt;br /&gt;4) I'd been spending quite alot than usual this week. (All on cosmetics! -.-)&lt;br /&gt;  - Maybelline New York Expert Eyeliner&lt;br /&gt;  - Silky Girl EyeShadow&lt;br /&gt;  - Silky Girl Foundation&lt;br /&gt;  - False EyeLashes&lt;br /&gt;5) I just realise the ShangHai trip isn't as great as i thought.&lt;br /&gt;6) I'm asked to go for bloodtest as soon as possible to know my blood type. -.-&lt;br /&gt;7) Mrs Kim Low will leave the school right after this year. ;/&lt;br /&gt;8) My boy is having fever. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Stuffs;&lt;br /&gt;1) I'm promoted to Secondary 4N1 successfully.&lt;br /&gt;2) Shafie gave me his textbooks. ;D&lt;br /&gt;3) It's holiday!&lt;br /&gt;4) I finally got some of my wants! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See lorhs, so many bad one. -.- Good one i think damn long okay. Most are rubbish. -.- Oh yea, muiling introduced me a game just now. It's &lt;a href="http://www.hotel626.com/"&gt;http://www.hotel626.com/&lt;/a&gt;. Quite fun. But if you're someone who will get frighten easily, please dont play it! -.- Surely you're gonna scream and make the whole building collapse. It's a very very scary game! ;D Must play! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yea, i'm gonna visit my mom tmr. As she's having her operation at 8am tmr. ;( I heard they will "open four holes" around my mom's body. Gosh. Four holes!? That's scary. :(&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone around me will get well soon yeah. (:&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go to bed. Got to wake up at 5.30am tmr. GoodNight! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Photos will be uploaded tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-3788184134405569094?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/3788184134405569094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=3788184134405569094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/3788184134405569094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/3788184134405569094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/10/busy-boring-week.html' title='♥ The Busy Boring Week.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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-7579895918401376640.post-4720216600046846674</id><published>2008-10-19T00:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T00:19:46.830+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='一切的一切. ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ 纸巾玫瑰.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥ 纸巾玫瑰.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPoJt1hiQZI/AAAAAAAABb0/u4I2aKtFqeA/s1600-h/1_455393060l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258526197974974866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPoJt1hiQZI/AAAAAAAABb0/u4I2aKtFqeA/s320/1_455393060l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I'm so excited about tmr okay! My baby gonna make the chicken chop for me! Hooray! ;D I wonder did he rmb a thing about it. :/ Did not contact him at all for the whole day as i was busy cleaning up my room. It's in a mess! -.- I miss him so much alright. :) Just sent a message to him to see whether he's asleep. I guess he's with his friend? It's some sort of impossible for him to sleep early on saturday always. ;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that my precious boy will surprise me tomorrow. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-4720216600046846674?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/4720216600046846674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=4720216600046846674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/4720216600046846674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/4720216600046846674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='♥ 纸巾玫瑰.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPoJt1hiQZI/AAAAAAAABb0/u4I2aKtFqeA/s72-c/1_455393060l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-9111741823186712341</id><published>2008-10-15T23:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T00:04:14.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I want my previous hairstyle back. ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ Haircut.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ &lt;strong&gt;Haircut.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPoD4jMkLUI/AAAAAAAABa0/iXSsQhFfQMI/s1600-h/Reminiscence032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258519784963976514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPoD4jMkLUI/AAAAAAAABa0/iXSsQhFfQMI/s320/Reminiscence032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPoD4uhUgxI/AAAAAAAABas/dSGkd7K8OQM/s1600-h/Reminiscence0hahs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258519788003820306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPoD4uhUgxI/AAAAAAAABas/dSGkd7K8OQM/s320/Reminiscence0hahs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPoD43ZRwnI/AAAAAAAABa8/lCXvcaPL6u8/s1600-h/Reminiscence034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258519790386004594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPoD43ZRwnI/AAAAAAAABa8/lCXvcaPL6u8/s320/Reminiscence034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Met Rebec up today. We had Hotcakes with sausages at causeway point mac. Then we went to school for dental treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPoEFTLwK6I/AAAAAAAABbU/8tTkx903mTc/s1600-h/Reminiscence037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258520004003900322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPoEFTLwK6I/AAAAAAAABbU/8tTkx903mTc/s320/Reminiscence037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPoD5Cj58xI/AAAAAAAABbM/WvepKImaD6Q/s1600-h/Reminiscence036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258519793383371538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPoD5Cj58xI/AAAAAAAABbM/WvepKImaD6Q/s320/Reminiscence036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPoD44puXEI/AAAAAAAABbE/Getz69_thj8/s1600-h/Reminiscence035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258519790723423298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPoD44puXEI/AAAAAAAABbE/Getz69_thj8/s320/Reminiscence035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Shopped around causeway point before we go for dental treatment. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPoEFji0ufI/AAAAAAAABbc/RIHMF3G9iSU/s1600-h/%E6%80%9D%E7%A5%A5007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258520008395635186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPoEFji0ufI/AAAAAAAABbc/RIHMF3G9iSU/s320/%E6%80%9D%E7%A5%A5007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPoEFnJEzbI/AAAAAAAABbk/E3O4kSArL0E/s1600-h/%E6%80%9D%E7%A5%A5008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258520009361378738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPoEFnJEzbI/AAAAAAAABbk/E3O4kSArL0E/s320/%E6%80%9D%E7%A5%A5008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Rebec took pictures of me while waiting for me. :D She's damn haolian when she's done with the filling okay! ;X Kept saying "Hahahahs! I've done my dental treatment!" as it's my turn next. Alermak! ;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the treatment, Rebec accompany to Yishun to have my haircut. Dumb, my hair looks like shit after the stupid haircut. I want another haircut ASAP! I was cursing and cursing after the haircut okay! -.- So ugly lah. Omg. I die also wont let that barber touch my hair again! I asked her to layer my hair and she go and cut my hair until thin thin like that. -.- I really looks like a mushroom now okay. Sian. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Home Sweet Home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-9111741823186712341?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/9111741823186712341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=9111741823186712341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/9111741823186712341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/9111741823186712341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/10/haircut.html' title='♥ Haircut.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPoD4jMkLUI/AAAAAAAABa0/iXSsQhFfQMI/s72-c/Reminiscence032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-4115433090694027136</id><published>2008-10-14T23:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T23:35:51.822+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ Dont left me behide.'/><title type='text'>♥ Dental Treatment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;♥ Dental Treatment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPn_8BuM1-I/AAAAAAAABak/qg2xQ_oIF9A/s1600-h/Reminiscence030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258515446651213794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPn_8BuM1-I/AAAAAAAABak/qg2xQ_oIF9A/s320/Reminiscence030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPn_aEs88HI/AAAAAAAABaE/PkXeuclaJWk/s1600-h/Reminiscence028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258514863335731314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPn_aEs88HI/AAAAAAAABaE/PkXeuclaJWk/s200/Reminiscence028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPn_Zzn4-sI/AAAAAAAABZ8/U7uw_mDIu3A/s1600-h/Reminiscence027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258514858751097538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPn_Zzn4-sI/AAAAAAAABZ8/U7uw_mDIu3A/s200/Reminiscence027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPn_ZSJ3eGI/AAAAAAAABZs/XkzK-rDuMhk/s1600-h/Reminiscence025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258514849766799458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPn_ZSJ3eGI/AAAAAAAABZs/XkzK-rDuMhk/s200/Reminiscence025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258514857594876626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPn_ZvUOctI/AAAAAAAABZ0/BsZM60TQCN8/s200/Reminiscence026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPn_aV7uDrI/AAAAAAAABaM/soOBAZyjof4/s1600-h/Reminiscence029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258514867961073330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPn_aV7uDrI/AAAAAAAABaM/soOBAZyjof4/s200/Reminiscence029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPn_vsq3ASI/AAAAAAAABac/U4mwoJ4fuEs/s1600-h/Reminiscence031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258515234841624866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPn_vsq3ASI/AAAAAAAABac/U4mwoJ4fuEs/s200/Reminiscence031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had my dental treatment today. It's seriously painful okay! The dentist majam wanna tear my mouth a part or something like that. Not gentle at all. :X But seriously, after the dentist polished my teeths, it become much more whiter than before. Hohohos. Oh yea, they say i have a poor oral hygenie! Got so poor anot. =.= I was asked to come back tomorrow to do filling for my 2 decayed teeths. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After the dental stuffs, went to chinese orchestra as per normal. Alot of my friends say that i'd improved alot on my skills. :D Yeah! And left with one last page, i'll complete the whole score! So happy okay. I wanna go SYF lah! :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-4115433090694027136?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/4115433090694027136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=4115433090694027136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/4115433090694027136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/4115433090694027136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/10/dental-treatment.html' title='♥ Dental Treatment.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPn_8BuM1-I/AAAAAAAABak/qg2xQ_oIF9A/s72-c/Reminiscence030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-4523733409710796278</id><published>2008-10-13T22:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T23:01:21.930+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scary school. ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ The worse school ever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;♥ The worse school ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPn0A9jPdnI/AAAAAAAABZE/R9Zq4fwiKzU/s1600-h/Reminiscence020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258502337291318898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPn0A9jPdnI/AAAAAAAABZE/R9Zq4fwiKzU/s200/Reminiscence020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I shall just say it briefly as the school have nothing much to talk about. I only have tons of complains about this school's everything okay! Today, my class went to the worse secondary school that i've ever seen in my whole life. The first picture is the first place i seen. Everything there is old and mini. Gosh. Seriously looks like my primary school. No need so budget bah? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnz-n-MF8I/AAAAAAAABY8/ckoAhPzC1-s/s1600-h/Reminiscence019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258502297139025858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnz-n-MF8I/AAAAAAAABY8/ckoAhPzC1-s/s200/Reminiscence019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the canteen. They have the lousiest design of chairs and tables around the whole canteen. Which will make you fall down easily. As they place the table and chairs super duper near to each other like nobody gonna walk pass it. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnzlxNGDCI/AAAAAAAABYU/68QtMdsel8Y/s1600-h/Reminiscence014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258501870120733730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnzlxNGDCI/AAAAAAAABYU/68QtMdsel8Y/s200/Reminiscence014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnzmAPUdpI/AAAAAAAABYc/cXMGbQQUVzg/s1600-h/Reminiscence015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258501874156598930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnzmAPUdpI/AAAAAAAABYc/cXMGbQQUVzg/s200/Reminiscence015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When is the last time you went to such school that have this kinda shelter? And the super duper small staffroom, gosh, they hand all the clothes and skirts around the staffroom! Can you believe it!? It seems like a home for them instead of a mere staffroom okay. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnzmd81uCI/AAAAAAAABYk/nP2oE78khRY/s1600-h/Reminiscence016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258501882132150306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnzmd81uCI/AAAAAAAABYk/nP2oE78khRY/s200/Reminiscence016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinder garden dustbin? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnzm_BxdgI/AAAAAAAABYs/FB5pbooSZc0/s1600-h/Reminiscence017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258501891011212802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnzm_BxdgI/AAAAAAAABYs/FB5pbooSZc0/s200/Reminiscence017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnz-cskseI/AAAAAAAABY0/d-a9v7mQv48/s1600-h/Reminiscence018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258502294112350690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnz-cskseI/AAAAAAAABY0/d-a9v7mQv48/s200/Reminiscence018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And yea, the staircase. It is totally the same as my primary school's staircases! =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnzQKzZatI/AAAAAAAABXk/1xinlO1ElEw/s1600-h/Reminiscence008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258501499035151058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnzQKzZatI/AAAAAAAABXk/1xinlO1ElEw/s200/Reminiscence008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, this game. It's called as match'em up. And assholely, a mushroom hairstyle teacher kept helping the other school students to win okay. Here's an example.&lt;/div&gt;The question was "Is it good to keep your money in a fixed deposit account? Yes or No?"&lt;br /&gt;My group was like "huh? what's fixed deposit account ar?" But the mushroom hairstyle teacher did not bother to explain to us. So we got the answer wrong. Next, it's the admiraty secondary school's turn. The question was "Is it better to borrow your money from the bank or from credit cards company?" The answer is obviously bank okay! But the students dont know what's the answer. And the bloody idiot mushroom hairstyle teacher walked towards the students and say "bank charge you 5% only right? so credit card is how much?" They guessed 10% and so on then the idiotic teacher reply them "it's 24%. So 5% and 24% which charge more?"&lt;br /&gt;Eh idiot! Why dont she just annouce that we lost? She helped them more than once eh! Shity teacher. And i heard from Hsiazhen and Jiazhen. That particular teacher also did that to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously, Are they jealous of Woodgrove secondary's school size? =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnzRV8h7CI/AAAAAAAABX0/ttuLvL6CQDg/s1600-h/Reminiscence010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258501519206116386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnzRV8h7CI/AAAAAAAABX0/ttuLvL6CQDg/s200/Reminiscence010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnzRq1G8uI/AAAAAAAABX8/utfnoHGo1JY/s1600-h/Reminiscence011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258501524812133090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnzRq1G8uI/AAAAAAAABX8/utfnoHGo1JY/s200/Reminiscence011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnzSEuvnDI/AAAAAAAABYE/9dUtUika6Vc/s1600-h/Reminiscence012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258501531764759602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnzSEuvnDI/AAAAAAAABYE/9dUtUika6Vc/s200/Reminiscence012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258502551103027282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPn0NaD7OFI/AAAAAAAABZk/XOvjkS4WGZo/s200/Reminiscence024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258502544325427842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPn0NA0BQoI/AAAAAAAABZc/12a0tn4w-Eg/s200/Reminiscence023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After all the dumb stuffs in that school, then we know our school did not provide us with schoolbus to bring us back to woodgrove. Gosh. =.= Then MingChun gave me and rebec a ride to Causeway Point. Thanks ar boy! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all, i can only say this school yucks. =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-4523733409710796278?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/4523733409710796278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=4523733409710796278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/4523733409710796278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/4523733409710796278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/10/worse-school-ever.html' title='♥ The worse school ever.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPn0A9jPdnI/AAAAAAAABZE/R9Zq4fwiKzU/s72-c/Reminiscence020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-3463634981646426468</id><published>2008-10-12T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T22:27:53.742+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='For you i will.♥'/><title type='text'>♥ To Dhoby Ghout !</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;♥ To Dhoby Ghout !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnmjnH3ctI/AAAAAAAABWU/T_bAirCpy3Q/s1600-h/Reminiscence000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258487539403551442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnmjnH3ctI/AAAAAAAABWU/T_bAirCpy3Q/s200/Reminiscence000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;His Room Door. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went to Dhoby Ghout with pOngpOng Bear today. I didnt know we're going there at all okay. (Always like that! :X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When i reached his house, he was already waiting for me to reach his house and go out. Surprise right!? Normally he will filp filp filp around his bed and somehow like thinking "10 minutes more i'll go and prepare~ -.-" but he's already waiting for me to go out with him! Yeah~ ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnn4M9k71I/AAAAAAAABWc/LMlX12YKHBY/s1600-h/20th_century_boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258488992669953874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnn4M9k71I/AAAAAAAABWc/LMlX12YKHBY/s320/20th_century_boys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, we went to Dhoby Ghout to watch [20th century boys]. He asked me "[20th century boys] is the very nice show hors?". After hearing this question you should be expecting a at least counted as "passed" movie later on yeh? But seriously, that show is like [Cloverfield] like that alright. Both yuckkkkkssss. -.- The [20th Century Boys] still dare to write "to be continued" when every actor and actress in the show is already dead after being "bomb" by the atomic bomb. Like that film what siahs. -.- Lousy show lahhhsss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnmA-bLm7I/AAAAAAAABV0/PQzlQMxus_A/s1600-h/Reminiscence004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258486944363158450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnmA-bLm7I/AAAAAAAABV0/PQzlQMxus_A/s200/Reminiscence004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnmA6QCmVI/AAAAAAAABV8/aKrVX2gNPDc/s1600-h/Reminiscence003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258486943242688850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnmA6QCmVI/AAAAAAAABV8/aKrVX2gNPDc/s200/Reminiscence003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnn4RNqW4I/AAAAAAAABWk/mp86YyrGiZc/s1600-h/DSC02546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258488993811159938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnn4RNqW4I/AAAAAAAABWk/mp86YyrGiZc/s320/DSC02546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnmjrFJHEI/AAAAAAAABWM/NvyckT4dvFE/s1600-h/Reminiscence001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258487540465867842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnmjrFJHEI/AAAAAAAABWM/NvyckT4dvFE/s200/Reminiscence001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnmjZB9ffI/AAAAAAAABWE/C1RXPyGapxM/s1600-h/Reminiscence002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258487535620685298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnmjZB9ffI/AAAAAAAABWE/C1RXPyGapxM/s200/Reminiscence002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh yea, before the show, we went to the basement of the building ( I forget the name of the building. -.-) to get something to eat. So we found this shop name [Full House]. They have a super duper cute chair which is totally the plastic cups that you use whenever you have parties. So cute lah, bodoh! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnn4pEtwGI/AAAAAAAABWs/X9vikU1D-us/s1600-h/DSC02548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258489000216084578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnn4pEtwGI/AAAAAAAABWs/X9vikU1D-us/s320/DSC02548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnn5c-IVsI/AAAAAAAABW8/4L9_l3LGNC8/s1600-h/DSC02549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258489014147110594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnn5c-IVsI/AAAAAAAABW8/4L9_l3LGNC8/s320/DSC02549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We went for a walk after the show then. And gosh, i give a super shocked face when we pass by a shop which sell tons of rubber bands. As i actually said i'll tie the malaysian hair that he liked so much to his house today. That's what happened to my beautiful hair after that. =.= I'm feeling so embarrassed but he's over the moon. Nvm, i only tie this hairstyle once a blue moon. Bear with it! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnoX1As6TI/AAAAAAAABXE/StbZENDxmWc/s1600-h/DSC02552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258489535996422450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnoX1As6TI/AAAAAAAABXE/StbZENDxmWc/s320/DSC02552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnmAaAfQTI/AAAAAAAABVs/vF8JmGtPX7Y/s1600-h/Reminiscence005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258486934587523378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnmAaAfQTI/AAAAAAAABVs/vF8JmGtPX7Y/s200/Reminiscence005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnoYQAFpTI/AAAAAAAABXM/hpjEZvF1hng/s1600-h/DSC02553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258489543241606450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnoYQAFpTI/AAAAAAAABXM/hpjEZvF1hng/s320/DSC02553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnl__CAYyI/AAAAAAAABVk/wIIfcqD78Nc/s1600-h/Reminiscence006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258486927346131746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnl__CAYyI/AAAAAAAABVk/wIIfcqD78Nc/s200/Reminiscence006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnoYcJqoKI/AAAAAAAABXU/YLROruZYLwY/s1600-h/DSC02554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258489546503004322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnoYcJqoKI/AAAAAAAABXU/YLROruZYLwY/s320/DSC02554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnoY7v0zJI/AAAAAAAABXc/b921c4hmCOk/s1600-h/DSC02556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258489554984553618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnoY7v0zJI/AAAAAAAABXc/b921c4hmCOk/s320/DSC02556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnl_uD9rWI/AAAAAAAABVc/yfTzWpl-KGA/s1600-h/Reminiscence007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258486922790940002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnl_uD9rWI/AAAAAAAABVc/yfTzWpl-KGA/s200/Reminiscence007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnn5J4gDUI/AAAAAAAABW0/FzttykadrVI/s1600-h/DSC02551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258489009023225154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnn5J4gDUI/AAAAAAAABW0/FzttykadrVI/s320/DSC02551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Took some pictures while we're on our way home. And he promised me that he'll be cooking the chicken chop that he owe me a few decades ago on sunday. Finally! But i'll have to tie this malaysian hairstyle to his house on sunday. Omg. The hairstyle is likeeee..=.= Some sort of deals is this! Roar! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-3463634981646426468?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/3463634981646426468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=3463634981646426468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/3463634981646426468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/3463634981646426468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-dhoby-ghout.html' title='♥ To Dhoby Ghout !'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPnmjnH3ctI/AAAAAAAABWU/T_bAirCpy3Q/s72-c/Reminiscence000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-5635972318428020320</id><published>2008-10-11T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T00:12:04.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Viwawa's Wahjong!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;♥ Viwawa's Wahjong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPDPAXJVYJI/AAAAAAAABVU/mbvRLiUzttQ/s1600-h/wahjong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255928370261483666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPDPAXJVYJI/AAAAAAAABVU/mbvRLiUzttQ/s400/wahjong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My 3rd post for the day. :) I was playing wahjong (Mahjong) just now. Damn fun okay! Hohohos. Won repeatedly for 3 times. :D Yeah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.viwawa.com/"&gt;Http://www.viwawa.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game is from this site. They have a very limited number of games, but all quite fun lah. :D Gonna sleep early today to meet my boy tmr.&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-5635972318428020320?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/5635972318428020320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=5635972318428020320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/5635972318428020320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/5635972318428020320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/10/viwawas-wahjong.html' title='♥ Viwawa&apos;s Wahjong!'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPDPAXJVYJI/AAAAAAAABVU/mbvRLiUzttQ/s72-c/wahjong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-174998002414665715</id><published>2008-10-11T19:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T00:14:08.566+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Failure. ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ Asleep.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;♥ Asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPCWDFAy1II/AAAAAAAABVE/oHQ0l8VbRO0/s1600-h/Reminiscence033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255865744770651266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPCWDFAy1II/AAAAAAAABVE/oHQ0l8VbRO0/s400/Reminiscence033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;woke up at 11am today. But wasn't feeling that well. After using computer and have my lunch, i went to bed again. -.- Awake at 7pm something then. TIREDDDDDDD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPCcDKgKPUI/AAAAAAAABVM/mIAeK7oPmCc/s1600-h/Reminiscence034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255872343314152770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPCcDKgKPUI/AAAAAAAABVM/mIAeK7oPmCc/s400/Reminiscence034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Took the picture of my teddy bear before i fall asleep. I'll hug it only when i'm not in a good mood. I love the bear! Just this bear. :)&lt;br /&gt;Gonna watch my show. Post to be continued. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-174998002414665715?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/174998002414665715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=174998002414665715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/174998002414665715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/174998002414665715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/10/asleep.html' title='♥ Asleep.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SPCWDFAy1II/AAAAAAAABVE/oHQ0l8VbRO0/s72-c/Reminiscence033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-3331968914620476270</id><published>2008-10-11T11:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T12:54:49.316+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love you. ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ Learn to read my mind again, will you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;♥ Learn to read my mind again, will you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Ideas or thoughts of one's own?&lt;br /&gt;No point having one when no actions is done nor listener is there,&lt;br /&gt;No point having one when another already have one.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, it's totally useless to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this?&lt;br /&gt;I thought over and over again for the whole teary night.&lt;br /&gt;What do i really want?&lt;br /&gt;Can i ever stop giving in?&lt;br /&gt;Will i please just share all my thoughts with you?&lt;br /&gt;How can i?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe some, but not all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wouldn't want to get someone to share their burden?&lt;br /&gt;Who wouldn't want to get someone to coax their feelings?&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to share it all with you,&lt;br /&gt;but it's all about you,&lt;br /&gt;tell me, how can it be shared in this way?&lt;br /&gt;I doubt that we wont end up quarreling after the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;You just didnt know how much i wanted to share with you all the things that i'm so troubled with.&lt;br /&gt;I learnt to keep things that i thought it will make us fall apart from you,&lt;br /&gt;because i once tried to share those things with you.&lt;br /&gt;It just can't be worked out.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be shut by your words easily,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be shut by your emotions easily and that's when i realise i can't share them with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything, almost everything, i'm willing to share.&lt;br /&gt;So badly, i wanted to share all my thoughts with you.&lt;br /&gt;But those importent one just can't be shared.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try one last time to share them with you.&lt;br /&gt;It's all depend on you this time.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will be my perfect audience this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving in to you,&lt;br /&gt;is just a way of love.&lt;br /&gt;I yearn for you to give in to me at times,&lt;br /&gt;but you just didnt do so when you know i craves for it so much.&lt;br /&gt;Telling me not to give in to you too much,&lt;br /&gt;why don't you learn to give in to me more?&lt;br /&gt;I'll be happier in this way.&lt;br /&gt;Give in to me this time.&lt;br /&gt;Dont make me change the habit of giving in for you,&lt;br /&gt;change your habit of not giving in enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;Will you?&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you know what i really want from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-3331968914620476270?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/3331968914620476270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=3331968914620476270' title='0 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term='Coax me.♥'/><title type='text'>♥ Gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;♥ Gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school as usual after the exams. And gosh, i'm late ytd. Just didnt hear the alarm at all. :/ Anyway, i got back some of my results. Now i only left with my social studies. If i fail my socail studies, then gosh, i might be retaining for secondary 3. The requirement i heard from mdm salima is that i have to pass my english, mathematics and three other subjuct. Meaning i'll have to pass five subjuct out of six. I'm gonna die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the result that i received from the teachers since ytd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;English Paper 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Report writing 21 / 30&lt;br /&gt;- Story writing 16 / 30 (My tense mistake is everywhere!)&lt;br /&gt;- Total 37 / 60&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;English Paper 2&lt;/strong&gt; - 49 / 80&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;English Overall&lt;/strong&gt; (Appear as SA2) - 63/100 ( Lucky me. Phew.)&lt;br /&gt;♥ I'm quite satisfy with my english overall as i'm not a "ang mo siao". All i wanted is to pass, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chemistry Paper 1&lt;/strong&gt; - 8 / 15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chemistry Paper 2&lt;/strong&gt; - 11 / 35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chemistry total&lt;/strong&gt; - 19 / 50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Physics Paper 1&lt;/strong&gt; - 9 / 15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Physics Paper 2&lt;/strong&gt; - 14 / 35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Physics total&lt;/strong&gt; - 23 / 50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Science total&lt;/strong&gt; - 42 / 100&lt;br /&gt;♥ I became so anxious it's all because of the stupid dumbass science. Alot of people failed their chemistry due to the poor teaching of the teacher, and especially the noise level of the class. Seriously, before this new teacher came to teach my class, the previous teacher really makes me score high in my chemistry. As for my physics, there's just careless mistakes everywhere! Dumb me. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DNT paper&lt;/strong&gt; - 35 / 70&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DNT overall&lt;/strong&gt; (Appear as SA2) - 54 / 100&lt;br /&gt;♥ Dnt, i really feel like slapping the dnt teacher. It's the first time i'm being so conscientious in dnt. And she give me the average marks like the others for my journal, ALL 50+! But only her sweethearts and honeys get the fucking high marks in journal when their journal is totally the same like the other lousy ones. Is this teacher here to grade which student is good in dnt or she's just here to grade students which student can make her freaking like a queen? Just get lost, you idiotic woman! Teacher? you're not fit to be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mathmatics paper 1&lt;/strong&gt; - 41 / 80&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mathematics paper 2&lt;/strong&gt; - 40+ / 60&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mathematics overall&lt;/strong&gt; (Appear as SA2) - 62 / 100&lt;br /&gt;♥ Super pleased with my mathematics. My mathematics is really poor actually. Luckily i passed. Yeah! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chinese overall&lt;/strong&gt; (Appear as SA2) - 63 / 100&lt;br /&gt;♥ Actually my chinese standard dropped alot. But getting 63 marks is lucky enough. Just let me pass and i'll be happy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Geography paper&lt;/strong&gt; - 26 / 50&lt;br /&gt;♥ 26 marks is already damn high for me actually. I just can't do well in geography. At least i passed. So now i only left with my social studies. Gosh, i cant affort to fail this. If i fail, then i got to depend on my SA1 and CA2. Help! I dont wanna retain.&lt;br /&gt;I really got to buck up on my weak subjects. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of my results. Today went to causeway point with Rebecca to have KFC. After the lunch, i'm freaking sicky. Kinda feverish. No more KFC for me. :(&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today my Pongpong Bear never sms me at all. He went to bed at 9pm ytd. So damn early lorhs. :( Maybe he's sleeping already again? :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-4150596736448898582?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/4150596736448898582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=4150596736448898582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/4150596736448898582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/4150596736448898582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/10/gone.html' title='♥ Gone.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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-7579895918401376640.post-922950817182019274</id><published>2008-10-07T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T00:41:14.732+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How lucky am i to be loved.♥'/><title type='text'>♥ Happy Birthday again you Mini Rebecca Babe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ Happy Birthday again you Mini Rebecca Babe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOuAmLVt1GI/AAAAAAAABUE/mALYjcvFhPk/s1600-h/Reminiscence023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254434783625073762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOuAmLVt1GI/AAAAAAAABUE/mALYjcvFhPk/s320/Reminiscence023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Woke up at 5.30am today so that i can leave the house at 6am. But dumb, it's still not early enough! The bus was flooded with human beings and my present. -.- I shall take taxi next time. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOuAmOI9tUI/AAAAAAAABUM/jlTZ3ZhTBIo/s1600-h/Reminiscence024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254434784376894786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOuAmOI9tUI/AAAAAAAABUM/jlTZ3ZhTBIo/s320/Reminiscence024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Rebecca babe sitting beside her birthday present. It's around the same size as her okay! Hahahhas. And she have to carry the big bear home herself. :x Haiyohs, she's so cute lah when she's carrying the bear. Hahahahs! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOuAmAuE6OI/AAAAAAAABUU/UMB1u0ordiU/s1600-h/DSC01602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254434780774459618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOuAmAuE6OI/AAAAAAAABUU/UMB1u0ordiU/s320/DSC01602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOuQuKJTvfI/AAAAAAAABUs/k_Fm3CvmSnM/s1600-h/DSC01599edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254452512929594866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOuQuKJTvfI/AAAAAAAABUs/k_Fm3CvmSnM/s200/DSC01599edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOuQuQ_gHjI/AAAAAAAABU0/u4dXinGcpxs/s1600-h/DSC01601edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254452514767511090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOuQuQ_gHjI/AAAAAAAABU0/u4dXinGcpxs/s200/DSC01601edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the bear and Rebecca Babe! She looks so mini in the picture isn't it? :x Hahahs. Glad that she loves her present! The picture is slightly blur because she wanted to cover the background. Hahahas. Funny her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY REBECCA BABE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, took my last paper today and it's maths paper 1! Gosh! I thought it maximum mark is 40 as the paper 2 is 60, but it's 80! Damn shock lah. If i fail then jia lat liau. God, i'm gonna pass right? :/ Just let me go 4n1 successfully and i'll be seriously thankful! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, my boy at his campsite for test ytd. Poor thing him. :/ He sms-ed me at 2pm+ just now and ask whether i could get top 3 or top 10 in class position. -.- I'd get top 15 before. But for end of year, maybe top 20-30 in level is possible for me bah. Aw, hopefully. I heard that the 3E4 express class only have one person who pass his english, meaning a number of them will drop down to 4N1 and make 3N1 students kena squeeze to 4N2 next year and 3N2 students will get pushed to 4N3 then. Argh, i dont wanna be a 4N2 student. And seriously i dont welcome any "new" normal (A) student lahh! -.-&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya oh ya, my boy reached home just now. It's latest news uhs. Hahahas. He went back home because of the smell of the army beds. Hahahahs. Cute lah him.&lt;br /&gt;I miss him! :D&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/7579895918401376640-922950817182019274?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/922950817182019274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=922950817182019274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/922950817182019274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/922950817182019274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-again-you-mini-rebecca.html' title='♥ Happy Birthday again you Mini Rebecca Babe!'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOuAmLVt1GI/AAAAAAAABUE/mALYjcvFhPk/s72-c/Reminiscence023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-8040061184908158994</id><published>2008-10-06T17:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:54:27.894+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy 15th birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rebecca Chan. ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>♥ Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOncRcFVVoI/AAAAAAAABSc/bZ1HKGMqH58/s1600-h/Reminiscence015-horz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253972632458843778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOncRcFVVoI/AAAAAAAABSc/bZ1HKGMqH58/s400/Reminiscence015-horz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh it's chemistry today! I'm gonna fail it for sure! -.- Right after the exam, i got called by the dumb Mr. Kuma. (Nobody in my class likes him since he just entered the school!) That dumbass, suspect that i cheated during exam. Okay, i admit that i did smile to hsiazhen and rebecca in the way that "hahas, i'm dont know how to do seh!". But he dont have to give me that kinda stare bah? Shoo KUMA LUMA PUMA! Get me a real Puma bag and i might like you a little. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's rebecca's birthday tmr~! Bought her something that i regretted to buy so much. It's really heavy. And somehow i guess she know what i'm gonna give her. Roar! Should have choose something more surprising. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, the present is too big to fit into any plastic bag in my house! The cashier also dont have plastic bag for me (so suay of me). How to bring it to school tmr for her!? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy birthday to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy birthday to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy birthday to Rebecca babeeee babeeeee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy birthday to you! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw, i miss my PongPong Bear so much lah. Wonder if he will sms me today. :/ Surely it will be a tiring day for him today. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-8040061184908158994?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/8040061184908158994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=8040061184908158994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/8040061184908158994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/8040061184908158994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday.html' title='♥ Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOncRcFVVoI/AAAAAAAABSc/bZ1HKGMqH58/s72-c/Reminiscence015-horz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-5309279109949129124</id><published>2008-10-05T17:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T19:01:49.637+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I know you love me. ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ Piece of Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥ Piece of Love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOnnj0oceyI/AAAAAAAABT0/yiEvou3_VJs/s1600-h/Reminiscence008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253985042914114338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOnnj0oceyI/AAAAAAAABT0/yiEvou3_VJs/s320/Reminiscence008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOnnkFQ4tUI/AAAAAAAABT8/UGOtWKnGiaw/s1600-h/Reminiscence005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253985047378703682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOnnkFQ4tUI/AAAAAAAABT8/UGOtWKnGiaw/s320/Reminiscence005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOnnZ0e6CXI/AAAAAAAABTc/VOd5whPMS-8/s1600-h/Reminiscence009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253984871075416434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOnnZ0e6CXI/AAAAAAAABTc/VOd5whPMS-8/s200/Reminiscence009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOnnZ944tEI/AAAAAAAABTU/O3HTVILmQKg/s1600-h/Reminiscence007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253984873600300098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOnnZ944tEI/AAAAAAAABTU/O3HTVILmQKg/s200/Reminiscence007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOnnZwrJ0EI/AAAAAAAABTk/wdYKfAk631w/s1600-h/Reminiscence010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253984870053040194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOnnZwrJ0EI/AAAAAAAABTk/wdYKfAk631w/s200/Reminiscence010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOnnZltiUCI/AAAAAAAABTM/Ex-G5dOIgDE/s1600-h/Reminiscence006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253984867110244386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOnnZltiUCI/AAAAAAAABTM/Ex-G5dOIgDE/s200/Reminiscence006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOnnZy3pJUI/AAAAAAAABTs/MxhanCQ9lwc/s1600-h/Reminiscence011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253984870642296130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOnnZy3pJUI/AAAAAAAABTs/MxhanCQ9lwc/s200/Reminiscence011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today today today! I went out with my pongpong bear and that's my beloved boyfriend, JasonTeo! Watched [Painted Skin] and [Connected] with him. Actually we only wanted to watch [Painted Skin] today. But my blur bear, he bought the ticket at cineleisure. So blur right!? :x Hahahahs. We was so happy that we're not going to be late for movie this time, but when we reach there, it's already 5.30pm! The cashier say no booking was found then. -.- Haiyahs, he so blur lah! Hahahahs. Then we changed the ticket to 7.45pm (&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;they dont wanna let me change the movie to connected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;). Since we dont wanna wait so long for [Painted Skin] and the [Connected] time is 5.30pm, we watched [Connected] too then. The two shows are soOoOO nice! :D&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, it's 9.15pm. I still left with 45mins to go home in this case. We slow walked to minitoons to buy the candy sold there. I think it's $1.60/100 gram? :D My pongpong bear never eat much of the candy and we went to old "chang kee(wrong spelling)" to buy snacks to eat on the way. It's 9.30pm after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked to the interchange busstop to wait for the dumb bus then. But there are no bus at all okay! DUMB. Jason get more and more panic over my curfew timing as it's already 9.50pm. Wanted to take cab to rush home, but there's no cab at all. So so suay! Then we tried to walk to my house and flag a cab on the way. But very "dumbassly (&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;my language uh this, no such word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;)", I cant even see a cab with green light passing by. Then somehow, when we are only afew meters away from my house, a dozen of cab flying all over the road. (&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Did they hide themselve while i'm suffering with my boy just now?!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn damn tired when i reach home lah. Actually i had a little gastric pain because of those running and all with my stomach half full. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks my precious beebee for bringing to watch what i really wanna watch so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;JASONTEO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-5309279109949129124?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/5309279109949129124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=5309279109949129124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/5309279109949129124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/5309279109949129124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/10/piece-of-love.html' title='♥ Piece of Love.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOnnj0oceyI/AAAAAAAABT0/yiEvou3_VJs/s72-c/Reminiscence008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-7116303168142200442</id><published>2008-10-04T22:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T22:30:22.721+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I missed your warmth. ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ Forgotten.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥ Forgotten.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOd2WoALSWI/AAAAAAAABSU/e950E4KeEh8/s1600-h/Reminiscence002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253297621418330466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOd2WoALSWI/AAAAAAAABSU/e950E4KeEh8/s400/Reminiscence002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Today is damn damn boring. At first i wanted to study for chemistry, but when i open the book, it just tell me to go back to bed. -.-&lt;br /&gt;So for the whole damn day, i'm using computer, watching tv and i even read the newspaper that was bought ytd. Yes, i do read newspaper. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOdyAxJmvjI/AAAAAAAABRs/BRK1BCfRQOU/s1600-h/paintedskin8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253292847870164530" style="CURSOR: hand" height="282" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOdyAxJmvjI/AAAAAAAABRs/BRK1BCfRQOU/s400/paintedskin8.jpg" width="225" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOdyBN9BDLI/AAAAAAAABSE/d6gEPuHksv4/s1600-h/connected.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253292855601990834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOdyBN9BDLI/AAAAAAAABSE/d6gEPuHksv4/s400/connected.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, recently there's two movie that i wanted to watch alot. That's [Connected (保持通話)] and [Painted Skin (畫皮)]. Gosh, i'm wanna watch it! Maybe after EOY? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;10pm plus now&lt;/span&gt;. My &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PongPong Bear is missing in action&lt;/span&gt; again. Every saturday seems to be the day when he will 99% be with his friends. If i'm not wrong, that bear is either playing "indoor-swimming"(mahjong) with his friends or playing basketball. If not he must be lying on his bed playing laptop or PSP. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; so he always&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;forgot about me&lt;/span&gt;. -.- Nvm, we're gonna meet up tmr anyway. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I shall wait a little longer for him. Right? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-7116303168142200442?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/7116303168142200442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=7116303168142200442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/7116303168142200442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/7116303168142200442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/10/forgotten.html' title='♥ Forgotten.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOd2WoALSWI/AAAAAAAABSU/e950E4KeEh8/s72-c/Reminiscence002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-1072095605111112976</id><published>2008-10-03T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T16:45:40.049+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m your crazy girl and you&apos;re my crazy boy ♥'/><title type='text'>♥♥ CRAZY WITHOUT YOU! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥♥&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; CRAZY&lt;/span&gt; WITHOUT YOU! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOcjp2-eBGI/AAAAAAAABRk/sj8qSm6ly-g/s1600-h/2227205984_41bee7f6e5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253206692390110306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOcjp2-eBGI/AAAAAAAABRk/sj8qSm6ly-g/s400/2227205984_41bee7f6e5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my geography paper &amp;amp; physic paper today. Physic paper is kinda easy but those workings stuffs surely will pull my science grade down. Argh! As for geography, it's a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sure-die case&lt;/span&gt;. =x Last 2 paper to go! Chemistry and maths paper 1. I heard math paper 1 will include alot of lower secondary work. Gosh! &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I promise i'll study&lt;/span&gt;. But &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;make sure you stupid grades dont make me stay in Sec3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time i didn't have the feeling of "wow, i'm taking EOY!". I'm still like "oh, those are homeworks." -.- Omg, what's wrong with me. The english paper was easy. That's the first paper i took. I was really feeling like "Oh, those are homeworks.", then suddenly my mind faced the reality that "&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;it's examination not homework! It's a live or die paper!&lt;/span&gt;". Then half of me is feeling relax, another half of me is so damn &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;shocked&lt;/span&gt;. So what the hell feeling is this?! -.- I've been having this weird feeling since i took the first paper! So being relax is better or shock?&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting CRAZYYYYYYYYYYYY~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOcV1LfETII/AAAAAAAABRM/huB5ozYhkJs/s1600-h/Quill.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253191493711318146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOcV1LfETII/AAAAAAAABRM/huB5ozYhkJs/s400/Quill.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i reached home, again i'm so freaking relax! -.- Sat down infront of the computer and started watching videos. This two show is real nice! :D The one with a puppy in the picture i called [Quill]. If you wanna drown your computer, watch this! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOcV1VaGc-I/AAAAAAAABRU/MM2mWqK0uw0/s1600-h/marrying.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253191496374842338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOcV1VaGc-I/AAAAAAAABRU/MM2mWqK0uw0/s400/marrying.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, i watched this! [Marrying a high school girl]. Hiayahs, very nice okay? go and find out the content yourself. Hahahas. I'm to lazy to tell you bit by bit. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! To keep you guys updated about my nickname, i got another nick from my boyfriend. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; that's "Jealous girl". He say this nickname will valid for 1 month! NO WAY!!! Anyway, he's called as "Pong Pong Bear" from now on. Lalalalas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He tell me that he's so tired today and will be even more tired on monday and tuesday. Because he have to shoot his little wifey. Sorry did i heard something wrong? &lt;strong&gt;Another wifey&lt;/strong&gt;?! I was thinking "who's little wifey siahs?". Guessed his car licence at first as you know, guys always call those dead cars as wifey. But i guessed wrong. End up it's his army rifle! -.- He told me everyone call their rifle as baobei wifey because if they lost one part, the owner of the rifle will have to go to jail! Sikali suay suay when you got it, it's fine. But somehow because of the weather or whatever reason it's spoil within a week! I guess that's the end of your army life? :X Btw, he said this to me when i was so-called being " jealous": "How can you be compared with an item?". Okay sound weird. But i'm touched! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOccQ99jreI/AAAAAAAABRc/UIWJxvNxK0Q/s1600-h/honey+star.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253198568187211234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOccQ99jreI/AAAAAAAABRc/UIWJxvNxK0Q/s400/honey+star.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, that pong pong bear was having his honey star ytd. He got demoted from boy to bear is because of pooh bear! &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Pooh bear loves honey&lt;/span&gt; and he's eating honey star isn't it? bleh.&lt;br /&gt;Honey star is my favourite cereal. But for more than three years i've not been eating it or even seen it on market! O.O! And so i forgotted what's honey star. -.- My dumb pongpong bear say since he's my favourite boy (&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;it's a bear!&lt;/span&gt;), i'm gonna forget him someday too. Here i go "&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;How can you be compared with an item?&lt;/span&gt;" and he call me a copycat. Alermaks. Everything was learnt from him what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To : PONGPONG BEAR!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heyyou! I'm a fast learner okay~! :D So you this pong pong bear dont shoot me too much uh!! One day i'll master your skills and shoot you back! HOHOHOS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always the one who got &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bullied&lt;/span&gt;! Alermak!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-1072095605111112976?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/1072095605111112976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=1072095605111112976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/1072095605111112976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/1072095605111112976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/10/crazy-without-you-d.html' title='♥♥ CRAZY WITHOUT YOU! :D'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOcjp2-eBGI/AAAAAAAABRk/sj8qSm6ly-g/s72-c/2227205984_41bee7f6e5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-6168693422206249488</id><published>2008-10-02T22:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T16:26:46.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♡ Baby, i miss you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♡ Baby, i miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w60.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w60.photobucket.com/albums/h9/eeling93/ba0d287b.pbw" height="120" width="400"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s60.photobucket.com/albums/h9/eeling93/?action=view&amp;current=ba0d287b.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He didnt contact me for the whole day. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did i accidentally make him angry ytd?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;is something troubling you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-6168693422206249488?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/6168693422206249488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=6168693422206249488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/6168693422206249488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/6168693422206249488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/10/baby-i-miss-you.html' title='♡ Baby, i miss you.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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-7579895918401376640.post-7188310428819168952</id><published>2008-10-02T20:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T20:37:01.371+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things just didnt turn out how it&apos;s expected to be. ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ What's going on between us?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;♥ What's going on between us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOS46cNLreI/AAAAAAAABQ8/Jsgftt9peyw/s1600-h/MissEeling+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252526379564248546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOS46cNLreI/AAAAAAAABQ8/Jsgftt9peyw/s400/MissEeling+128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had chinese paper two and mathematics paper two today. I'm sure i'm gonna pass my chinese! Quite confident of getting at least 35/60 for Mathematic paper two. Hohohs. Before the maths paper, LiuNa, HsiaZhen and i were &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;doing last minute revision&lt;/span&gt; like hell! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But doesn't mean all my maths revision is done last minute only uh! Before the exam i got study a little alright~ Even went to bee's house ytd to revise my mathematics! I'm just so &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;scare&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sick of maths&lt;/span&gt;. =.= Btw, i'm gonna be having Geography and Physics paper tmr! Gosh gosh gosh~! I already gave up on my geography. -.- I done quite well for my geography when i was in lower sec. Forget about doing well in geography now. =x I just couldn't understand a single thing! But surely my social studies will help me to pull my humanities grade up. Yeah! :D Shall still revise abit for my geography. -.- As for Physics, i got to score well for that! I know i'm gonna &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;fail my chemistry like shit for sure&lt;/span&gt;. Cos&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dont understand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; what the chemistry teacher is talking about. -.- Okay, got to chiong! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eeling you must pass nicely okay! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you retain, you will have to jump off the building! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I want to go secondary 4N1 successfully like the others!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Just a little wish from me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Will you grant my wish please? ;D&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/7579895918401376640-7188310428819168952?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/7188310428819168952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=7188310428819168952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/7188310428819168952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/7188310428819168952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/10/whats-going-on-between-us.html' title='♥ What&apos;s going on between us?'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOS46cNLreI/AAAAAAAABQ8/Jsgftt9peyw/s72-c/MissEeling+128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-7193108425030029592</id><published>2008-10-01T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T18:18:20.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DUMB DUMB DUMB&lt;/strong&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/7579895918401376640-7193108425030029592?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/7193108425030029592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=7193108425030029592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/7193108425030029592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/7193108425030029592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/10/dumb-dumb-dumb.html' title=''/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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-7579895918401376640.post-5173603288870426523</id><published>2008-09-28T00:01:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T01:17:22.026+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ In love with you.'/><title type='text'>♥ That very moment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥ That very moment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJTqRc89aI/AAAAAAAABQ0/LTh_7A-uito/s1600-h/MissEeling+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251852101171869090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJTqRc89aI/AAAAAAAABQ0/LTh_7A-uito/s400/MissEeling+121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Met baby today. Had a little conflict today. As i woke up at 10am today and expect myself to leave the house at 11am to buy a present. But i left at 11.50am then. Reached interchange at 12pm and receive the news that my boy had an eye infection and he tell me not to come to his house. At first i was like '' Haiyahs, it's okay, dont worry about me baby! =D" But he called me and say somehow things like if you get the infection from me, and cannot take EOY, dont blame me. But of cause not really in this way. Just didnt remember much about it. But i remember i say "Let's not meet today then." and hang up the call. Oops. My temper is getting bad to worse. He then send me "Just come lorh....". Argh. But i tried to change the topic to those present stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i reached his house, we played Mahjong together. It's totally his family and i playing. As the players are Bee, Albert(Bee's brother) and Bee's daddy! That was fun. But i kinda forgot how to play mahjong as in i forgot what's the rule for some winning methods. Still, my beginner luck is with me! I won $18, Albert won $22, Bee lost $10 and Bee's daddy lost $30.&lt;br /&gt;I remember i "槓" around 3 times? Was quite lucky then. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had hotpot made by Bee's mom as dinner after that as it's the birthday tmr. Yummy! =D&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homeee Sweet Homeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-5173603288870426523?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/5173603288870426523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=5173603288870426523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/5173603288870426523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/5173603288870426523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/09/that-very-moment.html' title='♥ That very moment.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJTqRc89aI/AAAAAAAABQ0/LTh_7A-uito/s72-c/MissEeling+121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-5615664760940237101</id><published>2008-09-27T13:15:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T00:01:16.963+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='15 year old. ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ My identity card registration is done!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;♥ My identity card registration is done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJD0T68J-I/AAAAAAAABME/1dnKAW4q65g/s1600-h/MissEeling+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251834681447163874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJD0T68J-I/AAAAAAAABME/1dnKAW4q65g/s200/MissEeling+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251834686292131074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJD0l-EfQI/AAAAAAAABMM/D5ME4iSX6Sw/s200/MissEeling+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJD07agHEI/AAAAAAAABMc/U_P17lY5NOA/s1600-h/MissEeling+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251834692048526402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJD07agHEI/AAAAAAAABMc/U_P17lY5NOA/s200/MissEeling+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJD09zBlAI/AAAAAAAABMk/uTLsWjBZiPI/s1600-h/MissEeling+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251834692688253954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJD09zBlAI/AAAAAAAABMk/uTLsWjBZiPI/s200/MissEeling+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up at 7am today. Gosh, i'm really tired! As andrea i chatted with andrea for more than an hour ytd night. -.- Hang up the phone at aroung mid night? =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went to look for my mom at her work place. It's really far! We had a nice breakfast at mac. It's hotcakes with sausage! Yeah! I loved hotcake very much when i was young, but i never manage to finish it before. Finally, i can finish everything by now! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJEMxBLXsI/AAAAAAAABM8/8Z8niDQe2R8/s1600-h/MissEeling+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251835101574815426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJEMxBLXsI/AAAAAAAABM8/8Z8niDQe2R8/s200/MissEeling+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJENAdWnUI/AAAAAAAABNM/HnbCaMmauF0/s1600-h/MissEeling+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251835105719524674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJENAdWnUI/AAAAAAAABNM/HnbCaMmauF0/s200/MissEeling+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJEM_FeR6I/AAAAAAAABNE/Tlp2SjBOg84/s1600-h/MissEeling+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251835105350928290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJEM_FeR6I/AAAAAAAABNE/Tlp2SjBOg84/s200/MissEeling+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While in the car to ICA building, it passed by a shop which have lots of "dolls" surrounding the shop. Call it doll as i forgot what it actually called as. -.- Ma-ni-quin? Looks really errie. Remind me of the show "The Happening". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Few Minutes Later.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started taking photos!! =x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJEm7LfayI/AAAAAAAABNU/h67UHruNTjs/s1600-h/MissEeling+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251835550979025698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJEm7LfayI/AAAAAAAABNU/h67UHruNTjs/s200/MissEeling+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJEMrQhnnI/AAAAAAAABMs/1_cAfs6EMII/s1600-h/MissEeling+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251835100028575346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJEMrQhnnI/AAAAAAAABMs/1_cAfs6EMII/s200/MissEeling+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJFE06zczI/AAAAAAAABN8/Gz5888CsPx4/s1600-h/MissEeling+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251836064694498098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJFE06zczI/AAAAAAAABN8/Gz5888CsPx4/s200/MissEeling+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJFXOrAQ3I/AAAAAAAABOM/RdbmeQbaQFk/s1600-h/MissEeling+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251836380845196146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJFXOrAQ3I/AAAAAAAABOM/RdbmeQbaQFk/s200/MissEeling+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJFEcgA__I/AAAAAAAABNk/5MTLPK6l68E/s1600-h/MissEeling+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251836058139688946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJFEcgA__I/AAAAAAAABNk/5MTLPK6l68E/s200/MissEeling+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJFEJ-3sdI/AAAAAAAABNc/IyMRnt2NS2g/s1600-h/MissEeling+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251836053168828882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJFEJ-3sdI/AAAAAAAABNc/IyMRnt2NS2g/s200/MissEeling+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJFE1IqtZI/AAAAAAAABN0/hSm7S_k9EvM/s1600-h/MissEeling+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251836064752645522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJFE1IqtZI/AAAAAAAABN0/hSm7S_k9EvM/s200/MissEeling+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJFEv_CNqI/AAAAAAAABNs/EOnTSRq7l3I/s1600-h/MissEeling+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251836063370065570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJFEv_CNqI/AAAAAAAABNs/EOnTSRq7l3I/s200/MissEeling+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, enough of myself. Now we reached the ICA building! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;FINALLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJFXCCb1tI/AAAAAAAABOE/oX-Uc72yges/s1600-h/MissEeling+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251836377453811410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJFXCCb1tI/AAAAAAAABOE/oX-Uc72yges/s200/MissEeling+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJFXgromlI/AAAAAAAABOU/tEz1VAocxx4/s1600-h/MissEeling+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251836385679678034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJFXgromlI/AAAAAAAABOU/tEz1VAocxx4/s200/MissEeling+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Register~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Register~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Register~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The process is quite long, so please wait til you're 15 year old to experience it. =x Hahahas. Okay damn lame. -.- 15 years old isn't good enough! I want to be 16 year old for my &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;NC16 show&lt;/span&gt;! =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJFXnsVYoI/AAAAAAAABOc/p0WEDtc3uDc/s1600-h/MissEeling+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251836387561661058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJFXnsVYoI/AAAAAAAABOc/p0WEDtc3uDc/s200/MissEeling+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the registration, my mom and i walked pass a mini mart. And i saw this wooden stick! I wonder is it really specially designed to abuse the kids? Gosh, my mom used to hit my sisters and i with this wooden stick when we were young.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If this design is made to whip the children, the designer must be out of his mind! =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Home Sweeet Home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-5615664760940237101?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/5615664760940237101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=5615664760940237101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/5615664760940237101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/5615664760940237101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-identity-card-registration-is-done.html' title='♥ My identity card registration is done!'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SOJD0T68J-I/AAAAAAAABME/1dnKAW4q65g/s72-c/MissEeling+078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-8210970253547204456</id><published>2008-09-26T20:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T14:16:47.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='说你爱我。♥'/><title type='text'>♥ First day of examination.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;♥ First day of examination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNzfLv7YzYI/AAAAAAAABKk/wQRjWBDdoPY/s1600-h/MissEeling+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250316658544266626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNzfLv7YzYI/AAAAAAAABKk/wQRjWBDdoPY/s400/MissEeling+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Today is the first end of year examination paper, and that's ang mo aka english! Oh shit. Did i heard something wrong? &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So soon!?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I revised abit yesterday night for the format of report writing. But that's the format of writing to a principal instead of police. Gosh. Today's report writing was to ask us to write a report to the police. Shitass! Why didnt i search for the worksheet?! I actually write in the paper that i'm writing this report to the singapore police station. Where the hell is that? My friends say it's suppose to be the police headquarters. Hopefully police station is acceptable? =/ The way i write was rather ridiculous. Everything jump here and there. After explained about the situation, i explained again. Goshhhhh. And i actually wasted 3 pieces of paper. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thrown away the first piece of paper as i changed my black pen to blue ball pen due to lack of ink. Thinking : *&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Will my marks get deducted because of the colour of the pen?&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The second piece of paper was crushed then as i think the handwriting sucks. Thinking : *&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Oh shit, why so ugly?!&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The thrid piece of paper was removed as i forgot to add in the date of the situation at the top of the page. Thinking : *&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Okay fine! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I REWRITE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;10.45am, it's time for ang mo paper 2. I really want to pass this, but Mrs puah (my subjuct teacher) tell us "paper 2 you dont know means dont know one. There's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOTHING&lt;/span&gt; for you to study for it. As nothing can boost your english standard just by reading one night." Okay, make sense. But the paper 2 was quite easy. Just that those words written on my palm, i wasn't that certain that it's the meaning that i know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Considering....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Scrawny (&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;THIN&lt;/span&gt;)- Sound rather weird, is it thin and short (矮小)? Haiyahs, should be short lah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sauntered (&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SLOW&lt;/span&gt;)- The child in the passage walk in a sauntered manner? Simi lai? Ti kam ti kam lah, the child walk very speedyly towards his mother....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lewd(&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lustful&lt;/span&gt;)- i remeber this!! Should be something kinda pervert? Okayyy, LUSTFUL! =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Slandering(&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Maligning&lt;/span&gt;)- Is either accusing, gossiping, maligning or scolding. Malign i guess? =/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Defaced (&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Damage outer cover&lt;/span&gt;)- Drawing and marking bah?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Persistent (&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Some sort of continue&lt;/span&gt;)- Explain the meaning of persistent online attacks? errrr!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ROAR! The word "scrawny" and "sauntered",  i should have choose the opposite word!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;State down the actions if you're&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; suffering&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Withdrawal&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Self-Mockery&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hey~! How would i know?! It's not in the passage! =.=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNzfLwNILnI/AAAAAAAABKs/sHk4sTE3Ji8/s1600-h/MissEeling+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250316658618674802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNzfLwNILnI/AAAAAAAABKs/sHk4sTE3Ji8/s400/MissEeling+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After school, chatted abit with rebecca at the canteen then went to the performance for chinese orchestra. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;6pm +&lt;/span&gt; then i get to go home. zzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When i was tidying my hair, i &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;broke &lt;/span&gt;my hairpin. Dumbdumb. Why choose this timing siahs. =.= Luckily Joanna have a extra rubber band for me. Phew! That day was really tiring. After all the thingy, took bus home and met my boyfriend on the bus. Hooray! Didnt expect to see him today. But too bad, he's can't accompany me that day. Nvm, it's more than enough. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NINTH MONTH MY DEAREST BOY! ♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-8210970253547204456?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/8210970253547204456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=8210970253547204456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/8210970253547204456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/8210970253547204456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-day-of-examination.html' title='♥ First day of examination.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNzfLv7YzYI/AAAAAAAABKk/wQRjWBDdoPY/s72-c/MissEeling+076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-7520550128786695238</id><published>2008-09-25T17:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T17:29:47.314+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Because i&apos;m your girlfriend.♥'/><title type='text'>♥ Silent is GOLDEN.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥ Silent is &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;GOLDEN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNtTcTGOWOI/AAAAAAAABKU/-4yusgY3-JA/s1600-h/MissEeling+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249881536258267362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNtTcTGOWOI/AAAAAAAABKU/-4yusgY3-JA/s320/MissEeling+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh gosh! What's that show!? It's the "Hi-5" at kids central~! And all my dnt classmates which are already 15 years old are watching the show!-Super attentively.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every single of them were staring at the screen. Gosh. =x So cute lah all of them. =) But hsiazhen and i were really shocked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNtTclLD1II/AAAAAAAABKc/2mA82BxTA5E/s1600-h/MissEeling+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249881541110387842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNtTclLD1II/AAAAAAAABKc/2mA82BxTA5E/s320/MissEeling+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's so nice about that show? =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really love to have Dnt lesson alot. As the noisy boy, Nashir is a A-maths student! So my ears do not have to suffer during dnt. But seriously, i couldn't focus with Nashir running around shouting and playing with the other boys. God, please put him back to his N2 class next year. I had enough!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The worse class i've ever seen, 3N1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All thanks to Nashir for being so fucking noisy in class and make all the boys fool around the corridor with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- To be continued tonight if there's anymore things to post about. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-7520550128786695238?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/7520550128786695238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=7520550128786695238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/7520550128786695238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/7520550128786695238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/09/silent-is-golden.html' title='♥ Silent is GOLDEN.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNtTcTGOWOI/AAAAAAAABKU/-4yusgY3-JA/s72-c/MissEeling+074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-2868014703581990582</id><published>2008-09-24T16:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T17:00:17.898+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Because it&apos;s you. ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ I love you, I need you, I want your LOVE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; you, I&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; need&lt;/span&gt; you, I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; your &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNtIhQH3cXI/AAAAAAAABJ8/bNgXvZroPDo/s1600-h/MissEeling+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249869526731288946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNtIhQH3cXI/AAAAAAAABJ8/bNgXvZroPDo/s320/MissEeling+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's dnt lesson was fun! A relief teacher name RuiHon (didnt know his surname as i didnt greet him at all. =x), was here to relief my class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He brought my class to the computer lab for that three periods. Then i found &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;adobe photoshop CS3&lt;/span&gt; programme in the computer! Hooray! How i wish i could take that programme away with me. =x The liquify is so fun lahhh!! Edited 5 photos. One of the photo which i use to practice is this! My boyfriend and i~! =x I think it's very cute nahs. But my boy say it's very ugly. Alermaks. =x But seriously, dont you think it cute??!!! =DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNtIhRgTzAI/AAAAAAAABKE/IlfdxJsGS90/s1600-h/MissEeling+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249869527102245890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNtIhRgTzAI/AAAAAAAABKE/IlfdxJsGS90/s320/MissEeling+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After school, went to chinese orchestra for sports day rehearsal. I bought a big cup of ribena in school and was unable to even finish half cup of it. So Mrs Puah helped me to finish it. =x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Started running around quickly to move my instrument to the lorry at the 1st floor after passing the drink to Mrs Puah, and i acutally fell down. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ouch!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After moving the instrument and so on, we finally reached singapore sports school. The school is &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;seriously kia su&lt;/span&gt;. =x They hang the whole world flags at a long path's roof. But damn special lah. How come woodgrove sec so simple simple ar? =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNtIhsG3TTI/AAAAAAAABKM/ehOIwV81Ex8/s1600-h/MissEeling+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249869534243278130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNtIhsG3TTI/AAAAAAAABKM/ehOIwV81Ex8/s320/MissEeling+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After that, i went to wait for my boy outside his house. Waited for quite a long time and i started doing silly things like calculating how long we've been together. Anyway, it's our 273rd days being together! =D 2 more days to 9th month, which means it's 275th day! Okay, i'm really bored. Hahahas. Had dinner at my boy house today. But because i do not know a single thing about culinary skills, i was being compared. I want to learn how to cook! Seriously, i maybe lousier by somewhere, but i can be better if i learn it. WAIT AND SEE (&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it's not gonna happen so soon. =x&lt;/span&gt;). Argh. Damn &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hurt &lt;/span&gt;after hearing that. Okay forget about that. Anyway, i realise that i'm very "super glue" today. Bee kept laughing at me as i kept sticking to him. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Home sweet home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I hate to be compared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-2868014703581990582?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/2868014703581990582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=2868014703581990582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/2868014703581990582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/2868014703581990582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-you-i-need-you-i-want-your-love.html' title='♥ I love you, I need you, I want your LOVE.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNtIhQH3cXI/AAAAAAAABJ8/bNgXvZroPDo/s72-c/MissEeling+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-2352610528118470313</id><published>2008-09-23T20:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T16:58:23.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m not gonna give up just because you&apos;ve worned out. ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ Identity card.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;♥ Identity card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNjnd3rpgxI/AAAAAAAABH8/jdVtqgLyqJk/s1600-h/MissEeling+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249199866049561362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNjnd3rpgxI/AAAAAAAABH8/jdVtqgLyqJk/s200/MissEeling+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNjrNBtDubI/AAAAAAAABIc/bosB_kTFyvA/s1600-h/MissEeling+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249203974728563122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNjrNBtDubI/AAAAAAAABIc/bosB_kTFyvA/s200/MissEeling+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to make my identity card at Lavender today. But too bad i'm late by 30 minutes! So me and my mom rush to lavender just to take the passport photo. But seriously, i love the picture! It's the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;nicest&lt;/span&gt; passport photo i've ever took! =D My complexion become so damn nice and also my pimple cant be seen at all (&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;not to mention that single position. =x&lt;/span&gt;)! But the girl in the picture doesnt look like me. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNjneS1bgbI/AAAAAAAABIM/kypAYYTSoQU/s1600-h/MissEeling+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249199873338343858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNjneS1bgbI/AAAAAAAABIM/kypAYYTSoQU/s200/MissEeling+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNjneNIO-eI/AAAAAAAABIE/ELi1BDDCD-M/s1600-h/MissEeling+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249199871806601698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNjneNIO-eI/AAAAAAAABIE/ELi1BDDCD-M/s200/MissEeling+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the photo taking, my mom brought me to bugis to have my lunch and to shop around that area. Here's a new shade that i discovered! It's very cheap around $3-$4? Dont remember. But i remember that i saw those on blogshops that the highest price found is $15! The lowest is $8. So girls! Go to bugis and buy the things that you want! Never buy in blogshops! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNjrMqYxFdI/AAAAAAAABIU/NKp-iRPETI4/s1600-h/MissEeling+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249203968469439954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNjrMqYxFdI/AAAAAAAABIU/NKp-iRPETI4/s200/MissEeling+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite game when i was young! Fishing! The "pond" will move in clockwise direction to make things more difficult for you to caught these "fishes". But my mom say that it cost $4.80 in the past. Time &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;flies&lt;/span&gt;, price &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rises&lt;/span&gt;. But your pocket money/pay &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; go high. =.= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNjrNGq-yMI/AAAAAAAABIk/_bx8jEP28JQ/s1600-h/MissEeling+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249203976062027970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNjrNGq-yMI/AAAAAAAABIk/_bx8jEP28JQ/s200/MissEeling+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNjrN7bB_MI/AAAAAAAABI0/7kx3QaMWebM/s1600-h/MissEeling+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249203990222208194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNjrN7bB_MI/AAAAAAAABI0/7kx3QaMWebM/s200/MissEeling+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNjrNQ4UUaI/AAAAAAAABIs/8BkWAXPoe94/s1600-h/MissEeling+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249203978802319778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNjrNQ4UUaI/AAAAAAAABIs/8BkWAXPoe94/s200/MissEeling+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNjr7592QjI/AAAAAAAABI8/6429LxpjGKc/s1600-h/MissEeling+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249204780105351730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNjr7592QjI/AAAAAAAABI8/6429LxpjGKc/s200/MissEeling+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNjr8QBKQOI/AAAAAAAABJM/cJJHZzXI3uk/s1600-h/MissEeling+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249204786024825058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNjr8QBKQOI/AAAAAAAABJM/cJJHZzXI3uk/s200/MissEeling+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNjr8V7CsnI/AAAAAAAABJE/cbkM5iZlWKM/s1600-h/MissEeling+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249204787609776754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNjr8V7CsnI/AAAAAAAABJE/cbkM5iZlWKM/s200/MissEeling+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopped for only 30mins and and we went to a coffee shop which sell thailand dishes only to have dinner (&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;omg? i just eaten!!&lt;/span&gt;). I ordered a ribena drink as it have been a long time since i asked my boy to make it for me. But their ribena drink can't make it. It's too sweet that i'm gonna get diabetes (&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;okay that's abit over. =x&lt;/span&gt;)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNjndoBEV2I/AAAAAAAABH0/_aZjnsf7iR4/s1600-h/MissEeling+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249199861844432738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNjndoBEV2I/AAAAAAAABH0/_aZjnsf7iR4/s200/MissEeling+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, the scar on my leg is hurting me so much today. Accidentally touched it a few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But the scar is worth the memories i had on that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNjr823mubI/AAAAAAAABJU/lrO1Vsl0i2o/s1600-h/MissEeling+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249204796453730738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNjr823mubI/AAAAAAAABJU/lrO1Vsl0i2o/s200/MissEeling+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Home&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sweeeet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Home.&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Baby, i need you and i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;We're not gonna end like this,,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;right..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-2352610528118470313?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/2352610528118470313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=2352610528118470313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/2352610528118470313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/2352610528118470313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/09/identity-card.html' title='♥ Identity card.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNjnd3rpgxI/AAAAAAAABH8/jdVtqgLyqJk/s72-c/MissEeling+059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-7563504329835347093</id><published>2008-09-23T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T22:59:34.892+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Think again. ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ Being straight forward.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥ It's for you, the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;most straight forward&lt;/span&gt; person in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Pardon my broken english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That may be your blog. But blogs are meant to be something to release stress and pour your heart into it. Okay, you may say that you're trying to release your so called stress by criticizing and being sarcastic to the others in the blog and write down all the things that can be said and all the things that shouldnt be mention in your blog.&lt;br /&gt;There's one saying in chinese "家丑不可外扬". But you, as somebody's family member, you're being so honest to the unknowns in the world that what is happening in your house and your home. Maybe to you, you have that thinking that "what is it to hide?". But think, with your full-grown mind, can you be slightly more considerate for the others? I know you did not mention the names in your latest post. That's quite considerate. Maybe being even more considerate will be better?&lt;br /&gt;And you see, what if somebody mention all the shit that you did in the past? What if somebody spout all your secrets to the world? You may think that you do not have any secrets, but seriously, i dont believe anyone dont have a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose for the latest post is meant for the particular person to read and understand your expectations. Since the person had read your blog, and you know about it, can't you just remove that post from your blog? You've got what you want. The main purpose is for the person to read, so what for keeping that post which will make somebody upset? I dont think making one upset makes you that great. Or are you just trying to boost your viewers? That's just a guess.&lt;br /&gt;I not trying to challenge you with this post. I just wanted to tell you how your character of being straight forward hurted those people. They're reading your blog, not that they dont. There are even people that you know, people that you loves and even some people that are living under a roof with you everyday. Be more forgiving. Even if you can't take a person's actions, dont just simply pour everything on your blog to vent your anger. Everyone's reading it. Not that it's a private blog that you're the one who reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest post, maybe you think it's just a warning and a expectation to tell the person. But seriously, that's abit over. Dont determine how long one had know another. What matters is how much each cares for another. Think again, putting yourself in the others shoe. How would you feel? Since your goal of the post have reached, why not remove that post since it's quite sensitive to the person that you're trying to tell him what you wanna say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be one that you hope the others will act towards you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-7563504329835347093?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/7563504329835347093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=7563504329835347093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/7563504329835347093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/7563504329835347093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-for-you-most-straight-forward.html' title='♥ Being straight forward.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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-7579895918401376640.post-835581850607929442</id><published>2008-09-22T15:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T16:58:45.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From the bottom of my broken heart. ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ Sorry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ Sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNdeYilLm_I/AAAAAAAABG8/DotL_Oe8POM/s1600-h/%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96+(100).JP5"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248767666416229362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNdeYilLm_I/AAAAAAAABG8/DotL_Oe8POM/s320/%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96+(100).JP5" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNdcp6hM3bI/AAAAAAAABGc/MAWai2RWwa4/s1600-h/MissEeling+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248765765876506034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNdcp6hM3bI/AAAAAAAABGc/MAWai2RWwa4/s200/MissEeling+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNdcWPc9xYI/AAAAAAAABGM/9_ie3_n6A1E/s1600-h/MissEeling+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNdcVjRmqBI/AAAAAAAABF0/KxbaNPi4Zow/s200/MissEeling+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNdcV6NwKfI/AAAAAAAABF8/_M4R9Gvs2g8/s1600-h/MissEeling+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248765422197549554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNdcV6NwKfI/AAAAAAAABF8/_M4R9Gvs2g8/s200/MissEeling+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNdcqNQcqCI/AAAAAAAABGs/yqcXdlmmyd8/s1600-h/MissEeling+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248765770906511394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNdcqNQcqCI/AAAAAAAABGs/yqcXdlmmyd8/s200/MissEeling+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNdcqLjGObI/AAAAAAAABGk/V2GbK8S7Fu4/s1600-h/MissEeling+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248765770447862194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNdcqLjGObI/AAAAAAAABGk/V2GbK8S7Fu4/s200/MissEeling+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I'm the one who spoiled the beautiful day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Sorry for every single thing.&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/7579895918401376640-835581850607929442?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/835581850607929442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=835581850607929442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-8709968539430832880</id><published>2008-09-20T18:52:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T19:21:35.618+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='♥ To be as hardworking as i can.'/><title type='text'>♥ I'm not a loser, but always a losel when they're around.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ I'm not a loser, but always a losel when they're around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNTXuHwpLyI/AAAAAAAABFs/8_k6133wf1w/s1600-h/MissEeling+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248056653150498594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNTXuHwpLyI/AAAAAAAABFs/8_k6133wf1w/s320/MissEeling+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miracle happened again today. I stayed back until 6pm++ in school just to do my dnt again as today is the deadline. Now i just left with the irritating research to finish my journal. yeah~! To be handed in on monday somemore. hahahas. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNTXiJIoQ9I/AAAAAAAABFc/XT3CC1YjBqk/s1600-h/MissEeling+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248056447361106898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNTXiJIoQ9I/AAAAAAAABFc/XT3CC1YjBqk/s320/MissEeling+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;roasted chicken omelette sandwich&lt;/span&gt; for $2.80 at the sandwich vending machine again today. This time the vending machine never give &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;false details&lt;/span&gt; on the advertising board. =x There's really &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;egg&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;chicken&lt;/span&gt; in between the bread! Hohohos. This is damn damn damn NICE. =D Maybe it's because i've been starving for too long in the library? =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNTXid3Q32I/AAAAAAAABFk/x0WA4xTuBPs/s1600-h/MissEeling+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248056452925415266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNTXid3Q32I/AAAAAAAABFk/x0WA4xTuBPs/s320/MissEeling+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this! All the hardworking freaks in the school! Handing up the work until there's &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lack of space&lt;/span&gt; for me and hsiazhen's work to be squeezed in.&lt;br /&gt;Haiyohs, today so tired nahs. Ended-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I've been missing you alot.&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/7579895918401376640-8709968539430832880?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/8709968539430832880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=8709968539430832880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/8709968539430832880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/8709968539430832880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-not-loser-but-always-losel-when.html' title='♥ I&apos;m not a loser, but always a losel when they&apos;re around.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SNTXuHwpLyI/AAAAAAAABFs/8_k6133wf1w/s72-c/MissEeling+046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-7329213209021991072</id><published>2008-09-16T21:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T21:35:55.531+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Learn to cherish me. ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ The way that i love you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥ The way that i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SND_b58dIYI/AAAAAAAABE8/BlVLg9kJbGg/s1600-h/MissEeling+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246974420762567042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SND_b58dIYI/AAAAAAAABE8/BlVLg9kJbGg/s400/MissEeling+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SND_OuWDyRI/AAAAAAAABEc/DN_WNAhS6g8/s1600-h/MissEeling+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246974194310433042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SND_OuWDyRI/AAAAAAAABEc/DN_WNAhS6g8/s200/MissEeling+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SND_O63OKFI/AAAAAAAABEk/BXzfjcO6WVk/s1600-h/MissEeling+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246974197670750290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SND_O63OKFI/AAAAAAAABEk/BXzfjcO6WVk/s200/MissEeling+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hooray~ hoorayhoorayhooray~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HooRAYYYYYY HooRAYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've completed my Dnt product! Hohohohos! &amp;amp;&amp;amp; the product is working perfectly the way i want it to be! I'm so lucky okay!! I didn't measure the length at all, that's why i expect the product to turn out sucks. But then~!! It's workingggggggg! HAHAHAHAS. =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haiyahs, too happy already. I'm over the moon! Now my load is getting lighter and lighter. I'll complete my everything tmr!~ &amp;amp; start on my revision for EOY. Work harder Eeling! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today after school, hsiazhen stayed back with me to finish up our work. Actually i wanted to do my presentation board already. But mdm samsiyah is missing. =.= &amp;amp;&amp;amp; so, i cant get the pastels! I shall get it from her tmr then. Helped with hsiazhen's product alittle today, her product is quite complicated. When i'm trying to help her paste something together with the hot glue gun, the stupid glue dripped on my skin! It's the second time for today! =.= I got scald by the stupid glue when i was trying to paste my product together too. Argh! Watch out you glue! =x&lt;br /&gt;We were damn hardworking at the workshop. We are such a good girls lah. hahahas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's a picture of how to use my "folder" it's to help to fold clothes actually. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Method to use my precious product. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SND-M952R6I/AAAAAAAABD0/K04HfuwnrpI/s1600-h/MissEeling+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246973064615708578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SND-M952R6I/AAAAAAAABD0/K04HfuwnrpI/s200/MissEeling+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SND-NHVzzlI/AAAAAAAABD8/aSWGrn28jFk/s1600-h/MissEeling+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246973067148906066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SND-NHVzzlI/AAAAAAAABD8/aSWGrn28jFk/s200/MissEeling+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SND-Ndai3kI/AAAAAAAABEE/sp9wkDjcrQs/s1600-h/MissEeling+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246973073074347586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SND-Ndai3kI/AAAAAAAABEE/sp9wkDjcrQs/s200/MissEeling+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SND-NVoHNqI/AAAAAAAABEM/dWhsoluI75M/s1600-h/MissEeling+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246973070983771810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SND-NVoHNqI/AAAAAAAABEM/dWhsoluI75M/s200/MissEeling+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SND-Nt0rGoI/AAAAAAAABEU/tXr7olc3sWE/s1600-h/MissEeling+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246973077478906498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SND-Nt0rGoI/AAAAAAAABEU/tXr7olc3sWE/s200/MissEeling+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SND93FLd3TI/AAAAAAAABDM/pPOGV6E5rpY/s1600-h/MissEeling+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246972688611532082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SND93FLd3TI/AAAAAAAABDM/pPOGV6E5rpY/s200/MissEeling+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SND93QkYOaI/AAAAAAAABDU/fZbMJ_zG81I/s1600-h/MissEeling+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246972691668810146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SND93QkYOaI/AAAAAAAABDU/fZbMJ_zG81I/s200/MissEeling+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SND93lEP5EI/AAAAAAAABDc/B_IXMB5pwyo/s1600-h/MissEeling+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246972697171190850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SND93lEP5EI/AAAAAAAABDc/B_IXMB5pwyo/s200/MissEeling+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SND934mLPHI/AAAAAAAABDk/Jxojqo86njQ/s1600-h/MissEeling+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246972702413765746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SND934mLPHI/AAAAAAAABDk/Jxojqo86njQ/s200/MissEeling+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SND94Or-ViI/AAAAAAAABDs/NmC8oVgkqUM/s1600-h/MissEeling+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246972708343666210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SND94Or-ViI/AAAAAAAABDs/NmC8oVgkqUM/s200/MissEeling+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SND_PL4V8PI/AAAAAAAABE0/BW9v6SFL4QM/s1600-h/MissEeling+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246974202238857458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SND_PL4V8PI/AAAAAAAABE0/BW9v6SFL4QM/s200/MissEeling+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went back at around 5pm, took the picture of the cloud as it looks really fake. Dont you think it looks like some secondary student's drawing? =x So cute uh. Hahahahs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;No smses; No calls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Bad Habit.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Baby, would you learn to be initiative for me? ♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-7329213209021991072?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/7329213209021991072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=7329213209021991072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/7329213209021991072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/7329213209021991072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/09/way-that-i-love-you.html' title='♥ The way that i love you.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SND_b58dIYI/AAAAAAAABE8/BlVLg9kJbGg/s72-c/MissEeling+043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-8777978078659097967</id><published>2008-09-16T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:58:30.963+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just another gasp of air. ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ I'm exhausted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;♥ I'm exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dying to say that, i'm worn-out. I need time time time! 24 hours isn't enough for me at all. I've got to pass up my Dnt this friday! And hell, i havent complete my product and havent even started on my presentation drawing. HELPPPP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i can't gasp for air at all because of EOY already, the CO actually accepted the invitation from singapore sports school to go there for performance. So my next wednesday will be wasted because of the performance's rehearsal. Arghhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the best damn thing if human doesn't need to sleep at all. As i'm always so tired! I need TIME. Give it to me! =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;He didn't contacted me at all today. Is he sleeping already?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I wonder. I hope. I pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-8777978078659097967?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/8777978078659097967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=8777978078659097967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/8777978078659097967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/8777978078659097967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-exhausted.html' title='♥ I&apos;m exhausted.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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-7579895918401376640.post-7725466681519900074</id><published>2008-09-15T21:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:54:07.021+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I really want to do well this time. ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ My Dnt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;♥ My Dnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM-9rz8T_eI/AAAAAAAABAs/iIGvw8LRzd4/s1600-h/MissEeling+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246620651285118434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM-9rz8T_eI/AAAAAAAABAs/iIGvw8LRzd4/s320/MissEeling+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM--iu2gcCI/AAAAAAAABBc/8XJOPKNkb8U/s1600-h/MissEeling+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246621594811396130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM--iu2gcCI/AAAAAAAABBc/8XJOPKNkb8U/s200/MissEeling+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM--iZROExI/AAAAAAAABBU/IHQyueNFuvM/s1600-h/MissEeling+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246621589017858834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM--iZROExI/AAAAAAAABBU/IHQyueNFuvM/s200/MissEeling+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM-9XOj7gFI/AAAAAAAABAU/UymgNFu1LEE/s1600-h/MissEeling+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246620297653354578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM-9XOj7gFI/AAAAAAAABAU/UymgNFu1LEE/s320/MissEeling+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM--rgaTP0I/AAAAAAAABBs/B8av5EZgs2M/s1600-h/MissEeling+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246621745553817410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM--rgaTP0I/AAAAAAAABBs/B8av5EZgs2M/s200/MissEeling+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM--rStK0hI/AAAAAAAABBk/Q5r8V_82Jfk/s1600-h/MissEeling+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246621741874860562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM--rStK0hI/AAAAAAAABBk/Q5r8V_82Jfk/s200/MissEeling+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM-9WsPrdDI/AAAAAAAAA_8/U7QSCeutvLs/s1600-h/MissEeling+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246620288441611314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM-9WsPrdDI/AAAAAAAAA_8/U7QSCeutvLs/s320/MissEeling+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I stayed back after school to try to complete my dnt product today. So surprised right? It's the first time i'm being so serious about dnt. I almost completed everything, but some visitors came, so i left the room. But being alone at the workshop, is really scary. Although it's a sunny afternoon, most of the places in the workshop are dark. I was alone at the room then. Trying to act as if i'm calm, but actually the silence nearly scare me away. Fortunately, my xpressMusic phone is there for me. Phew. Anyway, the product is around 50% done. Just that i need to paste them together and paint them. That's all for my product! Hooray! Then i got to work super hard for my journal and presentation board. Eeling googoogoooo! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When i'm leaving the workshop, i saw my favourite vending machine which i always saw at the hospitals. I brought the hawaiian pizza sandwich. Expecting lots of cheese in it, but instead there were tomato sauce! Yuck. Taste sucks and the price is damn expensive okay! Two piece of stupid bread for $2.30. Cheat my money only. Alermak. F3!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you saw that machine anywhere, die also dont buy it. Only buy the one in hospitals. I brought it from "tang tok sang"(wrong spelling) hospital before. It's damn damn nice! Love it! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-7725466681519900074?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/7725466681519900074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=7725466681519900074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/7725466681519900074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/7725466681519900074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-dnt.html' title='♥ My Dnt.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM-9rz8T_eI/AAAAAAAABAs/iIGvw8LRzd4/s72-c/MissEeling+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-7527864701666767638</id><published>2008-09-14T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:53:21.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I just wanted to keep you longer. ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ The Candle Night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;♥ The Candle Night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM_DJKvpz8I/AAAAAAAABCk/qNJVLHlxEws/s1600-h/MissEeling+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246626653180383170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM_DJKvpz8I/AAAAAAAABCk/qNJVLHlxEws/s200/MissEeling+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM_DJO3IAWI/AAAAAAAABCc/OEf7GXlKilU/s1600-h/MissEeling+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246626654285463906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM_DJO3IAWI/AAAAAAAABCc/OEf7GXlKilU/s200/MissEeling+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM_DJTI4vHI/AAAAAAAABCs/1F-vz4Be9Bs/s1600-h/MissEeling+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246626655433702514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM_DJTI4vHI/AAAAAAAABCs/1F-vz4Be9Bs/s200/MissEeling+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM_DJdf3MFI/AAAAAAAABC0/tTNuak0cdEk/s1600-h/MissEeling+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246626658214424658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM_DJdf3MFI/AAAAAAAABC0/tTNuak0cdEk/s200/MissEeling+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM_DJsnSpLI/AAAAAAAABC8/qarEJ1nxuq0/s1600-h/MissEeling+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246626662272115890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM_DJsnSpLI/AAAAAAAABC8/qarEJ1nxuq0/s200/MissEeling+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM_DZ4JKzGI/AAAAAAAABDE/Mi4auV3wGvE/s1600-h/MissEeling+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246626940244905058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM_DZ4JKzGI/AAAAAAAABDE/Mi4auV3wGvE/s200/MissEeling+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM_CKvLFSdI/AAAAAAAABB8/u6L0sNHHgJQ/s1600-h/MissEeling+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246625580627347922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM_CKvLFSdI/AAAAAAAABB8/u6L0sNHHgJQ/s200/MissEeling+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM_CKr9StcI/AAAAAAAABCE/6zZlHFSuG5c/s1600-h/MissEeling+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246625579764200898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM_CKr9StcI/AAAAAAAABCE/6zZlHFSuG5c/s200/MissEeling+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM_CKXbq6iI/AAAAAAAABB0/hUmugCyVXfk/s1600-h/MissEeling+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246625574254471714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM_CKXbq6iI/AAAAAAAABB0/hUmugCyVXfk/s200/MissEeling+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM_CK21OhiI/AAAAAAAABCM/x9VGsbugw38/s1600-h/MissEeling+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246625582683162146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM_CK21OhiI/AAAAAAAABCM/x9VGsbugw38/s200/MissEeling+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM_CLO7wrqI/AAAAAAAABCU/5tC6J71HTZQ/s1600-h/MissEeling+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246625589153017506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM_CLO7wrqI/AAAAAAAABCU/5tC6J71HTZQ/s200/MissEeling+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch [boy over flowers final (花样男子Final)] with bee today. Before that, beebee came to my blk to pick me up. So happy. =) But when we reach cwp, we didnt have time to eat. So we brought some sushi and coronet to the cinema. We also brought wages set at cinema too. But after having the sushi and wages, bee and i were damn full. =.= But anyway, the show is nice lah. Stop focusing on the food! =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then bee and i went to boots and shoe to buy some candles and stuffs to celebrate mid autumn festival. We walked to every single dark corner around my blk. But all of the places were so windy. Some of the pictures is my boy trying to save the fire. So cute right? =x He look like a little boy when he's doing that. Cuteeeeee! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, we settle down somewhere which have tons of mosquitoes. I was bitten then. As i'm wearing a skirt. Arghs! My thighs with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mosquitoes bites&lt;/span&gt;! =.= We produced alot of air and noise pollution with the whistling fireworks. Alot residents were trying to see which idiot (&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt;) did those pollution and they looked down from their building. Damn weird lahs. Hahahas. But then it had been quite sometime since i last celebrated mid autumn. This time was a cute one. I've never celebrate mid autumn with any boyfriend (&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;although this is just the second one =x&lt;/span&gt;) before. Today is so damn damn great! =D But it's damn damn short too. Met 4hours+ today. Meaning, i just meet for 4hours with my 1 meeting per week boyfriend. I shall wait for my next sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-7527864701666767638?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/7527864701666767638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=7527864701666767638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/7527864701666767638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/7527864701666767638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/09/candle-night.html' title='♥ The Candle Night.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SM_DJKvpz8I/AAAAAAAABCk/qNJVLHlxEws/s72-c/MissEeling+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-4713882279920710684</id><published>2008-09-14T14:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T14:55:44.021+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='That&apos;s my sugar romance. ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ Out for date!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ Out for date!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys! I'm meeting my boyfriend later! =D and here's my 10th nickname as girl today.&lt;br /&gt;My nicknames are~&lt;br /&gt;1st : Dar&lt;br /&gt;2nd: Darling&lt;br /&gt;3nd: Baby&lt;br /&gt;4th: Crybaby&lt;br /&gt;5th: Girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;6th: Laopo (Wifey)&lt;br /&gt;7th: Ling&lt;br /&gt;8th: One Zero&lt;br /&gt;9th: BaoBei&lt;br /&gt;10th: Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super kua zhang right? Hahahas. Btw, i'm going to wear a dim yellow dress to go out with my little boy later. Hooray! It's sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥♥Sundayyyyy!&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/7579895918401376640-4713882279920710684?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/4713882279920710684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=4713882279920710684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/4713882279920710684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/4713882279920710684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/09/out-for-date.html' title='♥ Out for date!'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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-7579895918401376640.post-8853031244147172669</id><published>2008-09-14T00:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:55:27.079+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='忍不住有想要见你的冲动.♥'/><title type='text'>♥ Sick.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;♥ The killing fever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SMvr8ZTAcEI/AAAAAAAAA_0/yq2md4mgc9U/s1600-h/MissEeling+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245545613818359874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SMvr8ZTAcEI/AAAAAAAAA_0/yq2md4mgc9U/s320/MissEeling+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm having my stupid fever since ytd. It was subsided this afternoon but now it's back! =.= Giddy giddy~ Dizzy dizzy~~ *Faint*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You see, i'm burning to the level of 38.6! But ytd was even hotter then today. Gosh. Fever fever~ please get lost tmr~ I've got to go for a date tmr! I was slacking and slacking all the way since this afternoon. As i'm feeling giddy and having a slight headach. Before that i was actually trying to ask someone out last minute. Luckily they were all busy. Phew. Or else i'm going to be the one fainting on streets today. =.=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bee have been stopping to sms me all of a sudden today. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe he's real busy? =/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But, i'm really looking forward for our tmr's meeting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-8853031244147172669?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/8853031244147172669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=8853031244147172669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/8853031244147172669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/8853031244147172669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/09/sick.html' title='♥ Sick.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SMvr8ZTAcEI/AAAAAAAAA_0/yq2md4mgc9U/s72-c/MissEeling+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-5719206376487347716</id><published>2008-09-13T16:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T00:49:54.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You will be my beautiful art piece. ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ Sand art.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ The sand art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SMt3P4u0Q-I/AAAAAAAAA_c/gM15T7fW8bo/s1600-h/MissEeling+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245417305813566434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SMt3P4u0Q-I/AAAAAAAAA_c/gM15T7fW8bo/s320/MissEeling+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SMt3QIP-xPI/AAAAAAAAA_k/SlSYklvQ8Ls/s1600-h/MissEeling+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245417309979198706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SMt3QIP-xPI/AAAAAAAAA_k/SlSYklvQ8Ls/s320/MissEeling+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this sand art in tv. So sweet alright. I found the video of it on youtube. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 319px; HEIGHT: 260px" height="260" width="319"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A42yC_8rReo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A42yC_8rReo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sand art is seriously beautiful alright. =D&lt;br /&gt;Will post again later.&lt;br /&gt;- To be continued.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-5719206376487347716?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/5719206376487347716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=5719206376487347716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/5719206376487347716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/5719206376487347716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/09/sand-art.html' title='♥ Sand art.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SMt3P4u0Q-I/AAAAAAAAA_c/gM15T7fW8bo/s72-c/MissEeling+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-9110969205121068967</id><published>2008-09-11T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T22:39:49.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How far will you go for your true love? ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ Love like you've never been hurt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ Love like you've never been hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SMkYv3Amn_I/AAAAAAAAA-w/S7Zok2a5hhs/s1600-h/MissEeling+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244750451549052914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SMkYv3Amn_I/AAAAAAAAA-w/S7Zok2a5hhs/s400/MissEeling+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's finally a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; fire alarm today. But it just some kind of small inflammation at the control room of the hall. Everyone are then asked to go to the field to gather. But all of us were so happy as the fire started at the right timing (my class was asked to complete a essay before the lesson ends.). When we were proceeding towards the field, everyone are like turtles and snails. Peacefully chatting along the way and Rebec &amp;amp; i even laughed. None of us expect it to be a real one. The people who helps to extinguish the fire (The one which will come when you call 995. I forgotten the name of it. Fire extinguisher? Isn't that the machine? o.o Okay ignore it.) came and everyone is cheering. As the people who helps to put out the fire (i shall call them the fireman instead.) it was like as if we were watching show or something. =x&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, that was a really small inflammation. Teachers can even stand right outside the burnt room and watch the fireman putting out the fire.&lt;br /&gt;*Shaking in disbelief.*&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine sometimes how bored it is to be in school? =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i've been reading a novel by Low Kay Hwa, "You Are Here.". It's super duper nice. I guess quite a number of people read it before already? =)&lt;br /&gt;Here to intro a little to those who haven't read it before (copied completely the same at the back of the book. =x). It about a guy named Zhou Jie Lun who has everything in his life : He has a stable career, a loving girlfriend and a good life ahead. However, when he encounters his teenage first love, Lara Wu, in a coincidental meeting, his life changes forever. He falls in love with Lara again and their romance blossoms. Just when they think that their romance is a testimonial that a love story can be simple "boy meets girl, boy falls in love with girl and they live happily ever after.", Lara starts to act strangely. Her mindset begins to shrink younger every two weeks: At twenty-two years old, she cries for burgers and plays with hello kitty soft toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's a song made by Lara in the story. The lyrics is so sweet. =D&lt;br /&gt;Chorus :&lt;br /&gt;When i feel cold, you are here.&lt;br /&gt;You take off your shirt; you suffer for me.&lt;br /&gt;When i feel hungry, you are here.&lt;br /&gt;You give me biscuits and make me feel full.&lt;br /&gt;When i am down, you are here.&lt;br /&gt;You are here, always here, telling me :&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ I'll do anything, almost everything, to protect you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last line is my favourite. =)&lt;br /&gt;It's so sweet if your love say that to you isn't it? ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Disappointed a little today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I should have run all the way to reach there early.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just wanted to hold you tightly for a while.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-9110969205121068967?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/9110969205121068967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=9110969205121068967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/9110969205121068967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/9110969205121068967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='♥ Love like you&apos;ve never been hurt.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SMkYv3Amn_I/AAAAAAAAA-w/S7Zok2a5hhs/s72-c/MissEeling+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-8562514286055536148</id><published>2008-09-10T22:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T22:39:31.216+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scream that you love me. ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ Baby, Keep me inside your precious heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ Baby, Keep me inside your precious heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SMkm1b1v16I/AAAAAAAAA_M/7Vd1GYsZmI4/s1600-h/MissEeling+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244765940497766306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SMkm1b1v16I/AAAAAAAAA_M/7Vd1GYsZmI4/s320/MissEeling+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SMkm1i8H4DI/AAAAAAAAA_U/j9F_7RaTxIY/s1600-h/MissEeling+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244765942403555378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SMkm1i8H4DI/AAAAAAAAA_U/j9F_7RaTxIY/s320/MissEeling+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ta Da! That's Mdm Samsiyah's new Simbalion Soft Pastel! So nice lah. I can find the colours i want easily! The old one was like so disgusting. Everywhere in the box have the mark of the pastel and colours are mixed together, some are too old until you cant actually see what the colour is!&lt;br /&gt;This new pastel was borrowed from Mdm Samsiyah as me and hsiazhen planned to use it as airbrush to colour our dnt work. But it turns out to be super weird. So we forget about it and continue with black markers and white papers.&lt;br /&gt;I must pass my dnt with at least 60 this time! Or else i'm gonna murder Mdm Samsiyah!=x She always give low marks as she have high expectations from us when we are design morons. =.=&lt;br /&gt;I scored 67 marks which is grade 3 and position 4/20 in class the last semester. That's surprising. But she will never give that kind of marks for MYE &amp;amp; EOY. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Dnt seriously is my last hope of helping me already. Other subjuct are going to kill me. I dont understand the one of the topic of mathematics and i forgotten quite a number of things of it. As for geography, it's a sure die case. But nvm, i know how to crap alot in social studies. My science maybe just pass? English i'm not confident either as i speak chinese. In school, at home, outside, CHINESE! =.= Oh god, Make me a genius or a pen which can make me score full marks everytime please. Or doraemon's memorising bread is fine too! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-8562514286055536148?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/8562514286055536148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=8562514286055536148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/8562514286055536148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/8562514286055536148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/09/baby-keep-me-inside-your-precious-heart.html' title='♥ Baby, Keep me inside your precious heart.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SMkm1b1v16I/AAAAAAAAA_M/7Vd1GYsZmI4/s72-c/MissEeling+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-2521270494173300033</id><published>2008-09-08T20:47:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T21:55:56.038+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall for you. ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ Mahjong is LOVED.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ My sweet Sunday~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SMUrdzx05PI/AAAAAAAAA-A/btCO8J0URwM/s1600-h/%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96+(77).J75"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243645132258206962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SMUrdzx05PI/AAAAAAAAA-A/btCO8J0URwM/s400/%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96+(77).J75" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've learnt how to play Mahjong today~! &amp;amp;&amp;amp; my first Mahjong kaki`s are Jason, Albert and XiangFu(erm, i think it's spelled this way? =x) ~! Lost $5 for my first game. But not quite bad already okay~! (Although i lost the most. =x) Spent the whole sunday afternoon playing mahjong, stopped at 9.15pm. As i'm too tired to continue. Sorry Albert &amp;amp; Xiangfu (He won $11 from us! F3!)~! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But mahjong is actually quite fun lahs, just that "平胡" (one of the winning method) very very leh cheh (troublesome)~! You are not allowed to win with one tiles, not allowed to win with the eyes and you cannot get those flowers tiles or else 4"tai`s" will become 1"tai`s". So angry lorhs. I nearly win in one of the around, but then i'm waiting for 1 tiles only to win my "平胡". So it will be counted as "诈胡". Roars. The "碰碰胡"(another winning method) is the best lah! =x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another wish cancelled from my craving list. =D Bee say we're going to watch movie next week~! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-2521270494173300033?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/2521270494173300033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=2521270494173300033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/2521270494173300033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/2521270494173300033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/09/mahjong-is-loved.html' title='♥ Mahjong is LOVED.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SMUrdzx05PI/AAAAAAAAA-A/btCO8J0URwM/s72-c/%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96+(77).J75' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-4800445055897674174</id><published>2008-09-02T22:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T22:32:53.566+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The busy you and the worried me. ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ Show.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ Couple Or Trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL1MjvjUgXI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/afKLgB5qo5Q/s1600-h/couple+or+trouble.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241429718272868722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL1MjvjUgXI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/afKLgB5qo5Q/s200/couple+or+trouble.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Been watching [ Couple or trouble 환상의 커플] since ytd. Finally completed the whole episode, gonna focus on my studies. Will start with my Mathematics tomorrow~! It's 10 plus already. I guess he's at home already bahs. Ytd he was so tired. =/&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to post about today. End here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-4800445055897674174?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/4800445055897674174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=4800445055897674174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/4800445055897674174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/4800445055897674174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/09/show.html' title='♥ Show.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL1MjvjUgXI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/afKLgB5qo5Q/s72-c/couple+or+trouble.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-6816360932532393135</id><published>2008-09-02T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T22:46:31.606+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m back.'/><title type='text'>♥ Late replies to taggies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ Late replies to taggies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; x3JasOn &lt;/em&gt;: This blog is always alive what. Just that i always forget to blog. =x Hao lah, i'll post more regularly than before yeh? =D Blehhhhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sarah &lt;/em&gt;: You're Linked! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jane(: &lt;/em&gt;: Yea, today is damn fun. Hope to go your house again next time. Your mom is seriously cute lah. =x But kept reminding me about my height. ROAR. Anyway, my phone is back to normal already. Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jass &lt;/em&gt;: Next time then change again bah, always same skin will sian one. wahahas. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To all who asked me to relink&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : I'VE RELINKED ALL OF YOUUUU~! ♥ !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-6816360932532393135?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/6816360932532393135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=6816360932532393135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/6816360932532393135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ You made it one of the best sunday i've ever had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL0bEdKfjsI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/XIV9xyOBCo4/s1600-h/MissEeling+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241375304691191490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL0bEdKfjsI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/XIV9xyOBCo4/s200/MissEeling+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL0bEQ7pWzI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Bkmkma1k5eY/s1600-h/MissEeling+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241375301407693618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL0bEQ7pWzI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Bkmkma1k5eY/s200/MissEeling+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL0bEIFFzHI/AAAAAAAAA6I/gc9qmlgnw8Q/s1600-h/MissEeling+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241375299031387250" 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL0bEJHKAQI/AAAAAAAAA6A/likD1OWzLsQ/s200/MissEeling+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL0i9_9JAyI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/QtwItUaoOdo/s1600-h/MissEeling+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241383989864366882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL0i9_9JAyI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/QtwItUaoOdo/s200/MissEeling+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL0i-JElZTI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/3efinnITiWc/s1600-h/MissEeling+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241383992311506226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL0i-JElZTI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/3efinnITiWc/s200/MissEeling+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL0i-TzcSAI/AAAAAAAAA7o/lfxThteQ5yA/s1600-h/DSC00002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241383995192395778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL0i-TzcSAI/AAAAAAAAA7o/lfxThteQ5yA/s200/DSC00002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL0aPi-eEkI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/ngPCdDmECrs/s1600-h/MissEeling+000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241374395718308418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL0aPi-eEkI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/ngPCdDmECrs/s200/MissEeling+000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL0aQGIZYWI/AAAAAAAAA54/uRB7iedrMXE/s1600-h/MissEeling+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241374405155184994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL0aQGIZYWI/AAAAAAAAA54/uRB7iedrMXE/s200/MissEeling+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL0aPsrlX7I/AAAAAAAAA5g/RkHjRxqxhco/s1600-h/MissEeling+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241374398323449778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL0aPsrlX7I/AAAAAAAAA5g/RkHjRxqxhco/s200/MissEeling+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL0aP6PBBoI/AAAAAAAAA5o/_lpovfV4WsY/s1600-h/MissEeling+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241374401961723522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL0aP6PBBoI/AAAAAAAAA5o/_lpovfV4WsY/s200/MissEeling+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL0x_XhKMTI/AAAAAAAAA8I/0F9TA4uwz1o/s1600-h/MissEeling+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241400506043740466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL0x_XhKMTI/AAAAAAAAA8I/0F9TA4uwz1o/s200/MissEeling+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exchanged our 8th month present today. It's the second time he's doing things on his own for me. The first time was the colourful roses, this time is a big black board with our pictures on it. It's so cute~! But i found a super big error on it. The day i accepted him is 26December2007, which can be wrote as 261207, but he write it as 261208. Then i asked him "this valid until next year only ar?" JasOn : *Laughs* "Yeh." But still, i loves it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby, thank for the little present. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a pillow from John Little for just $12.90 and three shirt marker which cost $3 each. It's so damn cheapskate but fortunately my beebee Jason didn't mind at all. Phew. As i accidentally left the receipt at his house while trying to get all his laptop stuffs out of my bag quickly (I always throw all the receipt into my bag when there isn't any plastic bag given. =.= ). So damn paiseh when he tell me about it in msn conversation. Awww~! I'm gonna change this stupid bad habit of throwing all the receipts into my bag instead of finding a bin to dump it~!!! *CRY*&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i went to see my precious bee today. It's the first time he kept sticking to me like a UHU super glue. Kept kissing and kissing my cheeks when i reached his place. So happy. I'm always the one being the super glue, finally he gets the turn. =x I guess he really misses me? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL0bEiikJzI/AAAAAAAAA6g/DHFYles75X4/s1600-h/MissEeling+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241375306134333234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL0bEiikJzI/AAAAAAAAA6g/DHFYles75X4/s200/MissEeling+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL0bfMlBTtI/AAAAAAAAA6o/Vi5PPAxdHsM/s1600-h/MissEeling+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241375764095520466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL0bfMlBTtI/AAAAAAAAA6o/Vi5PPAxdHsM/s200/MissEeling+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241375777289951650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL0bf9u0WaI/AAAAAAAAA7I/Xox2vkW0J28/s200/MissEeling+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL0bfbY4eRI/AAAAAAAAA64/5Qw9-AHV7iA/s1600-h/MissEeling+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241375768071141650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL0bfbY4eRI/AAAAAAAAA64/5Qw9-AHV7iA/s200/MissEeling+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he took his bath and all, me and Bee's family went to City Hall for IT fair. Bee got his new laptop and all. It's nice. =) We walked for few hours for that little laptop. Then after that we went to a restaurant name the chinese hot pot. Ate quite alot over there. Had a great meal with them. Thanks JasOn's daddy for the hot pot. ♥ After the meal, we went to see some of the fountains too. The largest fountain in the world is over there too. But forgot to take pictures of it. The mini fountain is nice too anyway. But acutally if you notice, one of the picture is "combined" with the largest fountain. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the stuffs, home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He told me that he may meet me for dinner on wednesday. I really hopes he could make it for the meeting. ♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-8464173263836310291?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/8464173263836310291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=8464173263836310291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/8464173263836310291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/8464173263836310291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/09/sunday.html' title='♥ The sunday.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL0bEdKfjsI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/XIV9xyOBCo4/s72-c/MissEeling+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-5523207380864725827</id><published>2008-08-30T19:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T22:50:42.485+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Do you misses me like how i do? ♥'/><title type='text'>♥ The first saturday without you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ Baby, today is the day that i misses you the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL1HGhppjjI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/KARptY_kB6M/s1600-h/MissEeling+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241423718766972466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL1HGhppjjI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/KARptY_kB6M/s200/MissEeling+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241423719162316338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL1HGjH6BjI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/eAh8yVgCXWQ/s200/MissEeling+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL1SfncE4tI/AAAAAAAAA9w/hpqMclizuGw/s1600-h/MissEeling+007-tile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241436244445291218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL1SfncE4tI/AAAAAAAAA9w/hpqMclizuGw/s400/MissEeling+007-tile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL1HGlGINbI/AAAAAAAAA8g/T7hDW66qi-s/s1600-h/MissEeling+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241423719691728306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL1HGlGINbI/AAAAAAAAA8g/T7hDW66qi-s/s200/MissEeling+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL1HGzWRB2I/AAAAAAAAA8o/sWHWG3YMKp8/s1600-h/MissEeling+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241423723517511522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL1HGzWRB2I/AAAAAAAAA8o/sWHWG3YMKp8/s200/MissEeling+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL1HHCdomBI/AAAAAAAAA8w/z-MYY5pao9w/s1600-h/MissEeling+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241423727574947858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL1HHCdomBI/AAAAAAAAA8w/z-MYY5pao9w/s200/MissEeling+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL1SZNbhpxI/AAAAAAAAA9g/n6YLadr6e0U/s1600-h/MissEeling+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241436134384445202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL1SZNbhpxI/AAAAAAAAA9g/n6YLadr6e0U/s200/MissEeling+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL1SYpCBaFI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/dgrIZgSIG6o/s1600-h/MissEeling+000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241436124613797970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL1SYpCBaFI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/dgrIZgSIG6o/s200/MissEeling+000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waked up at 1+pm. Was so damn bored as i turned down some of the dates and actually decided to stay at home to rest a bit. So the first thing i do today was to use the computer. But sister was using it, so i started playing away with my mom's laptop on my bed. It's so damn shiock alright. I can lie down there like a snake and use the computer as long as i want to. But there isn't much thing to do while using the laptop either, and i'm so damn hungry as i havent had my breakfast not even lunch!&lt;br /&gt;Regret that i turned down those who asked me to go out with them. Aw. Tried to ask people out to have lunch with me after slacking abit on my bed. Didnt dare to ask those who asked me to go out, so excluded them. =x So i tried asking the others out. So many reasons from them. Is either in school having flag day or being in CIPs. Some are even having remedials. But fortunately, i still got somebody to go and have lunch with me, and that LiLan, ZhiQuan and another girl which i forgotten her name. (Just happen to know her today. )=x Shopped abit in cwp for the wrapping papers and decorations for my baby's 8th month present. We were all chatting along, then i know they are kind of exhausted, so after my shopping we went home striaght. ZhiQuan took the same bus as me as she stay quite near to my house. She's so cute alright~! Just looks like a rabbit with Lilan's character. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started wrapping the super huge present after i reached home. Luckily i bought 3 wrapping papers. That's just nice for wrapping that present. Spent 1 hour to wrap it. The shape is quite obvious what is the thing in there. Argh. But i dont think he will know what's in there. =x&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow gonna meet my boy. =3 Finally~! He say that he made something himself for me, and it's quite huge. I wonder what is it. A bear? =x No matter what it is, i'm gonna love it. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-5523207380864725827?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/5523207380864725827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=5523207380864725827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/5523207380864725827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/5523207380864725827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-saturday-without-you.html' title='♥ The first saturday without you.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SL1HGhppjjI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/KARptY_kB6M/s72-c/MissEeling+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-5117421548613743442</id><published>2008-08-29T20:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T22:06:24.527+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday is coming~ I&apos;m so excited~'/><title type='text'>♥ Teacher's day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ ACES day + Teacher's day + Waterproof camera &amp;amp; contact lens~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgVfkRexSI/AAAAAAAAA24/MO5NND2s8j0/s1600-h/MissEeling+002+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239961798502696226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgVfkRexSI/AAAAAAAAA24/MO5NND2s8j0/s200/MissEeling+002+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgVfXtM59I/AAAAAAAAA2o/jIIoZ4vBWWY/s1600-h/MissEeling+001+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239961795129305042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgVfXtM59I/AAAAAAAAA2o/jIIoZ4vBWWY/s200/MissEeling+001+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walk walk walk~ 2 ROUNDS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgVfCPcgmI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/VYNaXYWh7qI/s1600-h/MissEeling+000+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239961789367353954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgVfCPcgmI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/VYNaXYWh7qI/s200/MissEeling+000+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgWXokfbYI/AAAAAAAAA3o/Zgp8oOIUQug/s1600-h/MissEeling+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239962761728847234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgWXokfbYI/AAAAAAAAA3o/Zgp8oOIUQug/s200/MissEeling+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A smiling face as a stamp to proof that i walked 1 whole round~ =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgV3-Lt32I/AAAAAAAAA3I/kjz52lG72Qc/s1600-h/MissEeling+003+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239962217774702434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgV3-Lt32I/AAAAAAAAA3I/kjz52lG72Qc/s200/MissEeling+003+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgV4zfBUnI/AAAAAAAAA3g/bLoKs5A3kDI/s1600-h/MissEeling+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239962232082748018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgV4zfBUnI/AAAAAAAAA3g/bLoKs5A3kDI/s200/MissEeling+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgV4X4JqCI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/b-JGCPM3KFA/s1600-h/MissEeling+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239962224671959074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgV4X4JqCI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/b-JGCPM3KFA/s200/MissEeling+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My new loves~! The waterproof camera~! =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgXwF2tagI/AAAAAAAAA5A/5P8T5P01y1M/s1600-h/MissEeling+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239964281418377730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgXwF2tagI/AAAAAAAAA5A/5P8T5P01y1M/s200/MissEeling+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgXwIQxDTI/AAAAAAAAA44/3B0JcXxjUWk/s1600-h/MissEeling+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239964282064538930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgXwIQxDTI/AAAAAAAAA44/3B0JcXxjUWk/s200/MissEeling+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How come Mr bily become a woodgrove student too!? =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgXGN6mdQI/AAAAAAAAA4w/ZmQadDZF-c4/s1600-h/MissEeling+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239963562027676930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgXGN6mdQI/AAAAAAAAA4w/ZmQadDZF-c4/s200/MissEeling+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgXwXxAbkI/AAAAAAAAA5I/SjM650fMygo/s1600-h/MissEeling+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239964286226296386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgXwXxAbkI/AAAAAAAAA5I/SjM650fMygo/s200/MissEeling+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daihui was stucked in that little corner behide the ezlink scanner. =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgWX2kY0FI/AAAAAAAAA34/znpzIrB4uGs/s1600-h/MissEeling+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239962765486510162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgWX2kY0FI/AAAAAAAAA34/znpzIrB4uGs/s200/MissEeling+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgWYaKc8pI/AAAAAAAAA4A/hKpA6MOZPcU/s1600-h/MissEeling+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239962775041405586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgWYaKc8pI/AAAAAAAAA4A/hKpA6MOZPcU/s200/MissEeling+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgWYesso1I/AAAAAAAAA4I/JfVfD0VaRoM/s1600-h/MissEeling+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239962776258782034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgWYesso1I/AAAAAAAAA4I/JfVfD0VaRoM/s200/MissEeling+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They have one of the dance step in "step up 2" so damn nice alright~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgXF8FYwFI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/rSgkIWKlZhE/s1600-h/MissEeling+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239963557241077842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgXF8FYwFI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/rSgkIWKlZhE/s200/MissEeling+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This dance is damn cute. 70s dance steps i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgXF-54cCI/AAAAAAAAA4g/3TAhA6zDdD4/s1600-h/MissEeling+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239963557998129186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgXF-54cCI/AAAAAAAAA4g/3TAhA6zDdD4/s200/MissEeling+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgXGFfYFnI/AAAAAAAAA4o/6R6pzdI1JZw/s1600-h/MissEeling+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239963559766005362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgXGFfYFnI/AAAAAAAAA4o/6R6pzdI1JZw/s200/MissEeling+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The one on stage is Mr Justin. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgXwRpU58I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/pL9Bdywui3A/s1600-h/MissEeling+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239964284583471042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgXwRpU58I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/pL9Bdywui3A/s200/MissEeling+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgVfgahl1I/AAAAAAAAA2w/Xp5TVuuoMk4/s1600-h/MissEeling+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239961797466888018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgVfgahl1I/AAAAAAAAA2w/Xp5TVuuoMk4/s200/MissEeling+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgVfRTQXVI/AAAAAAAAA2g/oDQ462i39-k/s1600-h/MissEeling+000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239961793409867090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgVfRTQXVI/AAAAAAAAA2g/oDQ462i39-k/s200/MissEeling+000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgV3sURdVI/AAAAAAAAA3A/IW9w2TdJzLs/s1600-h/MissEeling+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239962212978750802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgV3sURdVI/AAAAAAAAA3A/IW9w2TdJzLs/s200/MissEeling+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgV4Ew1aOI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/ngxZJdTgI2s/s1600-h/MissEeling+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239962219540998370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgV4Ew1aOI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/ngxZJdTgI2s/s200/MissEeling+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today is ACES day! which means every student will have to exercise a little today! Those lower sec are asked to walk at the mass run road for 2 rounds and yet upper sec have to walk a damn long circle around lacasa building. But it was fun then. Rebecca and i kept playing and playing. =x After the 2 rounds, we went back to class for our progress report card. Although it's not well done, but at least it's acceptable. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Subject Mark(%) Grade Rank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;English 65 3 16/44&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Chinese 76 1 11/18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Maths 70 2 27/44&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Science 72 2 15/44&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;D&amp;amp;T 67 3 04/20 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Humanities 52 5 28/44&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Argh! My humanities just sucks so much! And the chinese! i'm grade 1 yet i'm rank 11. How strong their language are. Oh my, the humanities ruin the whole report card. =x Anyway, i got rank 13 over 44 for class position. Quite satisfied with it as i'm a lousy scorer. =x I received a waterprof camera as a prize for something. and it looks damn cute with yellow and blue matched together! Somehow it looks like kindergarden pupils's camera. =x But it's sweet~! =D Had a teacher's day celebration at the hall after that. Mr Justin and Mrs Haikal vocal is so nice! And alot of teachers dressed into woodgrover's uniform. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went back to Qihua primary after the celebration with dennis, saw lots of ex-classmates of mine which changed so much! I remember i saw Jorrence, JunJie, YongJing, EngHock, Jane Goh, Elson, Fadilah, Mosdayin and dont know who else. Forgot their names. =x I dropped my phone into the drain while chatting with my friends then. It WAS spoiled, but not it's getting better. =D Anyway, today the guy Elson, which i called the papaya face,he actually tries to pull the strings at my back, which is my bra! OMG. I was shocked then. Kept screaming and screaming at him. I was thinking, "Are you out of your mind!?". He denied that he tries to pull my back strings. Okay, forget it. I hope you wont become a lecher in the future. =.= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once 2pm strike, every student must leave. So some of my ex-classmates and i went to play basketball. But i was feeling too down to play that so i sat by a side with Jane. As my phone was totally insane after dropping into the drain, it shuts down and switch on repeatedly itself. Then everyone say it's errie as now is the ghost festival. But hey! My phone was about to join the ghost alright! ROAR. After that, Jane took me to her house to see her mom. Her mom is damn cute! But she always remind me about my height. Hahas. I viewed some of the photo albums in her house, which her mother specially find a photographer to take the photos of her daughters. How sweet they are. =) The 3 sisters are really pretty in those pictures! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; sweet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When i reached home, then i know that the contact lens finally arrived~! The black one is so damn nice! I love it. But the grey one dont seems to be a nice one. =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm gonna wear it this sunday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-5117421548613743442?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/5117421548613743442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=5117421548613743442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/5117421548613743442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/5117421548613743442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/08/teachers-day.html' title='♥ Teacher&apos;s day.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLgVfkRexSI/AAAAAAAAA24/MO5NND2s8j0/s72-c/MissEeling+002+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-3183189906372420340</id><published>2008-08-28T21:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T22:08:00.795+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I miss you; sobadly.♥'/><title type='text'>♥ A day for Torment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ The worse day ever~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 5.45am today, thinking that it should be a fine day for me as i dont have to face Mr Lee and tell him why am i late again. But yet i forgotten my precious phone and left it on my sofa with my PE outfit and my chinese orchestra orange tee~! I'd remember to take them to school with me. But while i was wearing my shoe, i forgot all about it. It was too late when i realise i forget about those precious stuffs. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when it's PE lesson, i was punished by Mr Joe Tan to run 5 rounds around the hall. =.=" The 5 rounds is alright, i admit that i deserve the same punishment as the others who forgot their outfit too. But after the run and some warm up, we were asked to play dont know what type of balls. But i just sat down at the stairs with fina, Rabiatul and Kamalia. None of them gets hit by the stupid ball except me~! 3 times~! Argh, i screamed at Hongyee for hitting the ball on my back the first time and expecting for an apology, but yet that bastard ask me "why are you sitting there?" with a freaking sarcastic tone. I replied him with something ridiculous then sat down at the same position again.&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the second hit on my backbone, but it isn't that hard so i ignored them and continue with my conversation between kamalia and i.&lt;br /&gt;Again, the last hit that lies on my head. It's seriously a hard one. It lies on my head and bounce towards Rabiatul. I couldn't bear with it anymore and i turned to the guys and screamed with tears in my eyes socket this time as it seriously hurts! DaiHui was shocked and apologise to me quickly. But he's not the one hitting me, why did he apologise? Funny guy. =) I went back to Rabiatul and changed my seat this time. As i scare that there will be a forth time. Fina didnt know what happened when i sat down beside her with tears in my eyes socket. But somehow i just became a mute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;P.S. : I couldn't speak at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an English oral after school. It's the first time i'm being so nervous. I can actually pronouce envious into "en-viou". This is what the examiner told me. But she says that i'm very confident while reading it. ( She didn't know i was so damn nervous that i was slightly shivering. =x) And she say i was full of expression which helped me to score high marks. But anyway the overall mark was quite good. I'm glad. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Reading 6/12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Picture reading 10/12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Conversation 12/16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Total 28/40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's chinese orchestra again after that, i've completed the SYF score! Just left with memorizing the score and being more smooth with it. =D I'm extra hardworking today alright~! =x Around 5 plus i guess, one of the thick skin CMC, which once caught my skirt for being short while hers is even shorter than me and end up being "shoot" by me. She just simply love catching me. Today is her best chance for catching me. I'm not wearing the CO orange top and i can't talk back either. The punishment is to run 3 rounds around the block. Okay fine. Just run then, since you're so pleased looking at me being slimmer and slimmer each round around the blocks. Idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Not even a single message or smses from him today, maybe he really became a super hardworking boy? =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I really hope that i'll get to meet him soon. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-3183189906372420340?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/3183189906372420340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=3183189906372420340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/3183189906372420340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/3183189906372420340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-for-torment.html' title='♥ A day for Torment.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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-7579895918401376640.post-741574365536253846</id><published>2008-08-27T21:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T22:33:33.084+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i want you. ♥'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I need you'/><title type='text'>♥ Macpherson Ite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ Macpherson Ite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLVfheQKG-I/AAAAAAAAA1g/Au0lvkbUNRk/s1600-h/MissEeling+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239198770176596962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLVfheQKG-I/AAAAAAAAA1g/Au0lvkbUNRk/s200/MissEeling+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One string of my extension dropped few days ago. It's so disgusting alright, as i met beenting the day before and she tell to burn the false hair to test whether it's real hair. If white smoke comes out, meaning it's a real one. White smoke really comes out while i'm burning it the day after beenting told me about the experiment. I pluck and pulled the second string of extention on the bus while on my way to school then which costed me 15minutes to do that. Well, it's seriously disgusting. x(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLVfhg4wpkI/AAAAAAAAA1o/PhMvm0ereuo/s1600-h/MissEeling+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239198770883765826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLVfhg4wpkI/AAAAAAAAA1o/PhMvm0ereuo/s200/MissEeling+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today is the last day going to Macpherson ITE. It seems to be a big school. But i only went to some of the places in this two places. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First day going there, the principal is damn direct. He straight away tell us that the uniform which comes with 5 different colours and the bottom which comes with two types of pattern (skirt) is meaningless. I thought they will actually hide this from us. I'm so surprised. =D The students can even mix and match the uniform to their own desire patterns and style. What a school. Cool. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then they taught us how to work on the web design. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;( I hated the web designing class as the lecturer sucks. )&lt;/span&gt; Then i know blogs can be made so easily~! The codes are actually made in a programme, all you have to do is to decorate on the web pages directly. Then work on the other pages at the editing page. You dont have to waste so much time staring at the codes and think which to edit on. Aw, I want that programme~! &gt;.&lt;&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S. : Seriously, i was quite happy to choose that web designing course at first, as there are engineering course, business course and this course to be choosen. But then~! The lecturer named "Mr Jam" is so damn naggy. Repeating things again and again, and even add some irrelevant stuffs to the lesson. It's a torture listening to that guy. Speaks so loud, yet it's totally out of the topic. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, my ar bee actually know how to play chess~! Surprise yeh~! He knows how to all those ar pek stuffs. Wahahas. =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;iMISShim; SuperBadly ♥. =(&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/7579895918401376640-741574365536253846?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/741574365536253846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=741574365536253846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/741574365536253846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/741574365536253846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/08/macpherson-ite.html' title='♥ Macpherson Ite'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SLVfheQKG-I/AAAAAAAAA1g/Au0lvkbUNRk/s72-c/MissEeling+084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-4564036170114648857</id><published>2008-08-24T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T22:40:14.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ 我好幸福哦~！</title><content type='html'>Met my baby jason today, it's the first and last time meeting for this week. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today when i reach his house, i felt kind of unfamiliar when i saw him. i guess its because his hair grew too fast this week bah. I was shocked when i saw his hair. =x But after that everything get back to normal. I'm really happy to get to see him. After slacking abit at his house, we went to orchard to get his phone. It's a last minute plan, and so i didnt wear my cardigon~! and so i had skin contact with those strangers *yucks*. To make it worse, today even tons of philippine maids are along the streets~! I'm damn shocked~! They are so loud while walking. It was so.. *oh gosh*~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Jason's house for dinner after collecting the phone. Then went to buy stationery for jason's tomorrow lesson. Forgot to say about this, that he's going to study for "MDIS" while serving army. Oh my, that's really tired. =/ While on the way to the stationery shop, i was so rude to him with my words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S. : Baby, 我不是故意的. =(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining quite heavily and he still insist on bringing me back home. I'm glad. =) The favourite moment is when we reached the busstop near my building. I kept trying to lower down my head to avoid the rain from smearing my make up. Then my beebee use his plastic bag to cover my head.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Baby, you're the best~! *muack* )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when i turned to him and smile as i'm so touched that he tried cover me, I tried to cover his head with my palm. Then he reply this "you're too short nahs. =)".&lt;br /&gt;He looks damn charming at that moment &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(maybe it's because i'm kind of dizzy? =x).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S. : 如果我没记错, 这是你第一次为我挡雨。=)&lt;br /&gt;我真的好喜欢好喜欢你噢，张洺铭。♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-4564036170114648857?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/4564036170114648857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=4564036170114648857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/4564036170114648857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/4564036170114648857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='♥ 我好幸福哦~！'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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-7579895918401376640.post-946014032772710009</id><published>2008-08-11T13:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T14:25:30.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Last day of mc.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ_MrVZQnVI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/soCJoyeY02g/s1600-h/MissEeling+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233126336877337938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ_MrVZQnVI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/soCJoyeY02g/s200/MissEeling+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ_MkF9ofwI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/Oih71h3KnCM/s1600-h/MissEeling+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233126212475846402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ_MkF9ofwI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/Oih71h3KnCM/s200/MissEeling+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233126193532251250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ_Mi_ZILHI/AAAAAAAAA0w/ALeHRtACsUs/s200/MissEeling+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ_MjCjoe-I/AAAAAAAAA04/NNl399W43OY/s1600-h/MissEeling+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233126194381618146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ_MjCjoe-I/AAAAAAAAA04/NNl399W43OY/s200/MissEeling+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ_MjprTO0I/AAAAAAAAA1A/vFNIuT4Lhyw/s1600-h/MissEeling+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233126204882762562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ_MjprTO0I/AAAAAAAAA1A/vFNIuT4Lhyw/s200/MissEeling+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ_Mjh14pDI/AAAAAAAAA1I/Do9FXg17ulw/s1600-h/MissEeling+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233126202779673650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ_Mjh14pDI/AAAAAAAAA1I/Do9FXg17ulw/s200/MissEeling+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got my Ribena drinks today! I only have 1 cup of it made by Baby every two weeks. ;/ So stingy. ;x But due to ytd's unsatisfactory, he will make another one for me next week. ;D Ytd the Ribena was forgotten by the blur king, Mr Teo~! He left it at the coldest level of the fridge for around two hours! x( Half cup of the Ribena turned into ice when i take it out. Nvm, i got my "refund". ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's going back to army tomorrow. ;( It's damn fast. Just 10 days. ;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby, you're irreplaceable as you're always different. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-946014032772710009?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/946014032772710009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=946014032772710009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/946014032772710009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/946014032772710009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/08/last-day-of-mc.html' title='♥ Last day of mc.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ_MrVZQnVI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/soCJoyeY02g/s72-c/MissEeling+055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-5535726316512310670</id><published>2008-08-09T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T13:01:01.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Orchard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ_EcoTIheI/AAAAAAAAA0g/-BLd-uUwTgo/s1600-h/MissEeling+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233117288160855522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ_EcoTIheI/AAAAAAAAA0g/-BLd-uUwTgo/s200/MissEeling+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bee &amp;amp; i went to Yishun to meet his brother, Albert. Quite bored &amp;amp; tired. I stare into blank space again. Without anything on my mind. I hate this. Anyway, went to sony ericsson service counter to fix Albert and Bee's cellphone. Violent siol. Spoil at the same timing. ;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's lunch time! They took a decade to decide on what to eat. At first it was, "Go eat at the wisma food court bah." But too bad, the food court is fully packed with people. No seats left for us. Next a new decision, "Haiyah, go eat saki bah." We already started walking to the saki sushi and here it comes another decision, "Go eat pastamania?". Omg. It's at the opposite building! &amp;amp; i'm wearing my stupid heels! God, save me! ;( But we still made a u- turn to Cini Leisure to have Pasta. Here comes my eight blister. It hurts! ;( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I ordered Spicy Chicken, which turn out to be super spicy. Bee ordered Country Baked Rice, which turn to be rather dry and hard to eat (It's suppose to be cheesy.). Albert ordered Stingray Tomato Pasta, but the stingray can't be seen at all. Just all the sauce with the pasta. A wasted trip. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to salon next, cut cut cut cut. After that go back to bee's house for dinner. I covered him with his blanket and pretend that he's naked. Can you spot the flaws? ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Sweet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby, i didnt mean to hang up your call everytime. I'm sorry. ;( I'll change the habit of hanging up call and be the Eeling which i used to be alright? ;D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JASONTEO, IMISSYOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JASONTEO, INEEDYOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JASONTEO, IWANTYOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LASTLY, ILOVEJASONTEO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm yours for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-5535726316512310670?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/5535726316512310670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=5535726316512310670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/5535726316512310670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/5535726316512310670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/08/orchard.html' title='♥ Orchard'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ_EcoTIheI/AAAAAAAAA0g/-BLd-uUwTgo/s72-c/MissEeling+048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-5533079036391728919</id><published>2008-08-08T12:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T12:46:28.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ 080808. A beautiful date. ;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ-8PaVCviI/AAAAAAAAAyg/gQEjwAsbSwc/s1600-h/MissEeling+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233108264979447330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ-8PaVCviI/AAAAAAAAAyg/gQEjwAsbSwc/s200/MissEeling+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233108257993349762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ-8PATbWoI/AAAAAAAAAyY/iXOR14dBgEE/s200/MissEeling+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ-8PQDoa-I/AAAAAAAAAyo/Q4yv3M2xo0k/s1600-h/MissEeling+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233108262222064610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ-8PQDoa-I/AAAAAAAAAyo/Q4yv3M2xo0k/s200/MissEeling+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ-889L3KEI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/ES5przoLSXk/s1600-h/MissEeling+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233109047430293570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ-889L3KEI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/ES5przoLSXk/s200/MissEeling+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ-88rlqkJI/AAAAAAAAAzA/T6hc67xIiSE/s1600-h/MissEeling+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233109042706682002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ-88rlqkJI/AAAAAAAAAzA/T6hc67xIiSE/s200/MissEeling+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233108272893091826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ-8P3zzX_I/AAAAAAAAAy4/XgepypviGvc/s200/MissEeling+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233109052486391506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ-89QBVFtI/AAAAAAAAAzg/j-m7SePyxxk/s200/MissEeling+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ-_Qr5XiUI/AAAAAAAAAzo/3_ZMqiahAak/s1600-h/MissEeling+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233111585409960258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ-_Qr5XiUI/AAAAAAAAAzo/3_ZMqiahAak/s200/MissEeling+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ-_Q8sXiBI/AAAAAAAAAzw/j6rbqKphv3k/s1600-h/MissEeling+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233111589918836754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ-_Q8sXiBI/AAAAAAAAAzw/j6rbqKphv3k/s200/MissEeling+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ-89QFJe_I/AAAAAAAAAzY/WHZ9h74Wc_w/s1600-h/MissEeling+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233109052502408178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ-89QFJe_I/AAAAAAAAAzY/WHZ9h74Wc_w/s200/MissEeling+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ-8Ppd7BoI/AAAAAAAAAyw/iw7zLLZQ76I/s1600-h/MissEeling+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233108269043222146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ-8Ppd7BoI/AAAAAAAAAyw/iw7zLLZQ76I/s200/MissEeling+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ-_RLdst5I/AAAAAAAAA0I/fC6wBmDzSNQ/s1600-h/MissEeling+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233111593883842450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ-_RLdst5I/AAAAAAAAA0I/fC6wBmDzSNQ/s200/MissEeling+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ-_RMLsfTI/AAAAAAAAA0A/sK9RB7AaVnQ/s1600-h/MissEeling+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233111594076765490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ-_RMLsfTI/AAAAAAAAA0A/sK9RB7AaVnQ/s200/MissEeling+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ-_mKuCvbI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/WjSOlq7VArg/s1600-h/MissEeling+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233111954461212082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ-_mKuCvbI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/WjSOlq7VArg/s200/MissEeling+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ-_mVxPuHI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/NKSbeCHCrKQ/s1600-h/MissEeling+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233111957427435634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ-_mVxPuHI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/NKSbeCHCrKQ/s200/MissEeling+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;080808 ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to bugis with Jorin, Rebekah &amp;amp; Annie. I finally got my school bag! Hooray! I'm in love with big bags! ;D No more mini baggies. Rebekah brought me and Jorin to Far East Plaza to have a extention after our lunch at "面中面".The extention salon is quite frightful. The hairs are hanging everywhere in the salon! Under the counter, up high on the walls. I was thinking "whose hair is this?". As i got myself two string of blonde hair extention. Those hair are 100% from living things, as the hair have split-ends (Only real hairs have split-ends.)! Maybe the hairs are from the dead? Oh my. Choy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had a great day with them. ;D But i left my earpiece at rebekah's house. Arghs. Rebekah &amp;amp; I went to cwp to kill time as i didn't want to reach home early that day. Shopping with her is nice, but she's too frightened over those people who dislike her. Or maybe people who so called having alots of back-up and so "big" (big as in gangsterism =.=). She will hold me and ask me to walk faster in order to stay away from their vision. Girl, please be brave and bold alright. We are in the public! Nothing can ever happen. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Home&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sweet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Home.&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/7579895918401376640-5533079036391728919?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/5533079036391728919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=5533079036391728919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/5533079036391728919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/5533079036391728919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/08/080808-beautiful-date-d.html' title='♥ 080808. A beautiful date. ;D'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJ-8PaVCviI/AAAAAAAAAyg/gQEjwAsbSwc/s72-c/MissEeling+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-2953748239167113322</id><published>2008-08-07T19:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T20:28:23.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJrmfBtnrCI/AAAAAAAAAxw/OOoGaAVoYyc/s1600-h/MissEeling+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231747337854364706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJrmfBtnrCI/AAAAAAAAAxw/OOoGaAVoYyc/s200/MissEeling+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJrmfQtR2bI/AAAAAAAAAx4/ovHLRi1wE7k/s1600-h/MissEeling+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231747341879466418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJrmfQtR2bI/AAAAAAAAAx4/ovHLRi1wE7k/s200/MissEeling+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJrmfTXK-lI/AAAAAAAAAyA/jT06UUgO9-Y/s1600-h/MissEeling+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231747342592047698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJrmfTXK-lI/AAAAAAAAAyA/jT06UUgO9-Y/s200/MissEeling+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJrmfSc_IiI/AAAAAAAAAyI/jxAjaL9F8Io/s1600-h/MissEeling+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231747342348001826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJrmfSc_IiI/AAAAAAAAAyI/jxAjaL9F8Io/s200/MissEeling+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJrmfkiUlvI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/agZIrYvX3CI/s1600-h/MissEeling+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231747347202217714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJrmfkiUlvI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/agZIrYvX3CI/s200/MissEeling+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to school again today. Oh my, i'm actually suppose to be consider as late. But fortunately, Mr wong let me go. ;D Phew~ While PE lesson, the teacher tell us that we're going to Had the same tiring lessons today. run outside school today. Oh help. It is going to be super tiring today? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's not really that far. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had dnt lesson again. Got to continue on my puppet rabbit again. HsiaZhen is in the same group as me, she say that my rabbit looks very 欠打. But it's still damn cute right? ;x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As super good student, i went to chinese orchestra today.;x I dropped my chinese orchestra shirt into the toiletbowl while removing my uniform. =.= It's the second time already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, i notice that my attitute is kind of weird recently. I will throw my temper on anyone and my mind went blank whenever the atmosphere become quite peaceful for me. I'm not behaving like myself either, become kind of retard too. That's not me. What's getting wrong with me..? :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;End here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-2953748239167113322?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/2953748239167113322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=2953748239167113322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/2953748239167113322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/2953748239167113322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/08/bored.html' title='♥ Bored.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJrmfBtnrCI/AAAAAAAAAxw/OOoGaAVoYyc/s72-c/MissEeling+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-801824903448329695</id><published>2008-08-02T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T03:40:01.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Movies is loved.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJStdgxoHvI/AAAAAAAAAww/N8dSctADj2U/s1600-h/MissEeling+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229995789809884914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJStdgxoHvI/AAAAAAAAAww/N8dSctADj2U/s200/MissEeling+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229995795544943986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJStd2I-LXI/AAAAAAAAAw4/tpolgCdp56w/s200/MissEeling+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJSteJ6xjXI/AAAAAAAAAxI/5SsUDSXMLvE/s1600-h/MissEeling+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229995800854105458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJSteJ6xjXI/AAAAAAAAAxI/5SsUDSXMLvE/s200/MissEeling+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJStd7b_MII/AAAAAAAAAxA/tVC8bwDRD3k/s1600-h/MissEeling+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229995796966879362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJStd7b_MII/AAAAAAAAAxA/tVC8bwDRD3k/s200/MissEeling+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJSteTz8-hI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/78OhGXFCnQQ/s1600-h/MissEeling+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229995803509848594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJSteTz8-hI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/78OhGXFCnQQ/s200/MissEeling+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was planning to go for window shopping today as bee going for a movie with his family. Well, it's okay then. Hmms, but end up planning another date with rebekah to have lunch together at cwp. We had yoshinoya together for lunch then i know that she's super choosy about food. :x She dislike vegetables, carrots. She picked out all the skin from the terriyaki chicken because it's too oily to her, and when there's only meat left, she actually ask me "do you want this?". Oh my. I was shocked. I'll as well bring her to coffee shops to buy 50 cents white rice for lunch next time. Like that she can save $7.50. =.=" What a fussy girl! ;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJS1kdyBjeI/AAAAAAAAAxg/z-xsAP-5tcw/s1600-h/money+no+enough+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230004705358351842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJS1kdyBjeI/AAAAAAAAAxg/z-xsAP-5tcw/s200/money+no+enough+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We arranged another last minute plan again. It's to go for the movie [Money no enough 2]. It's a show about singapore charge, taxes and the over rising cost of everything. Must watch! ;D The show time was about 7 plus. So i helped her with her make up and her nails. She's pleased with her nails but the make up really can't make it due to my lousy skill and her sore eye. &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJS1klPvdTI/AAAAAAAAAxo/6U-U8WEkNl0/s1600-h/Bad+Habits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230004707362043186" style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="162" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJS1klPvdTI/AAAAAAAAAxo/6U-U8WEkNl0/s200/Bad+Habits.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJS1kSgaDFI/AAAAAAAAAxY/Qdfif5FSU0E/s1600-h/Prom+Night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230004702331669586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJS1kSgaDFI/AAAAAAAAAxY/Qdfif5FSU0E/s200/Prom+Night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, just chatted on the phone with bee. Will be going for the show [Prom Night] with him tomorrow. Hooray! I've been waiting for it for a long time! Now the next aim will be [Bad Habits]. It's coming soon~! But too bad it's M18. =.=" Got to watch it on websites. ;( But still, i love movieeeeees!&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/7579895918401376640-801824903448329695?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/801824903448329695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=801824903448329695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/801824903448329695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/801824903448329695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/08/movies-is-loved.html' title='♥ Movies is loved.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SJStdgxoHvI/AAAAAAAAAww/N8dSctADj2U/s72-c/MissEeling+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-3375315976675910839</id><published>2008-08-01T14:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T15:17:21.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Hospitalised.</title><content type='html'>Went to SGH ytd to accompany bee. I was shocked that he have been waiting for his turn to operate with a needle poke into his vein since 7am. He then went into the room for his operation at 2.30pm. But after some checking on him by the doctor, the operation was cancelled for some reason. So he poked those needle stuffs for nothing. Oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the 3 hours checkup on bee, me and bee's daddy went to snack. We were chatting about bee's childhood and all at the cafe.&lt;br /&gt;I                : "Do Jason afraid of anything?"&lt;br /&gt;Bee's dad : "No, he's fearless."&lt;br /&gt;(After keeping silent for a while...)&lt;br /&gt;Bee's dad : "Oh ya, he's fearless in everything but he's afraid of ghost." *laugh*&lt;br /&gt;Before ytd, bee have been mentioning about the ghost's festival is coming for quite a number of times. Maybe he's really afraid of ghost so much bahs. ;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when he's in his ward, Zhenghao, Jeremy and bee's friends came to visit him. That crazy boy Zhenghao tried to cheer me up as i was bored and tired at some moment. Thanks, ar blur! ;D Have nothing more wanted to elaborate. Sorry if this post is boring. I'll get something better to talk about next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;Somehow i feel that i'm totally worthless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can't vanquish them for a corner in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That's from the mouthpiece of my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-3375315976675910839?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/3375315976675910839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=3375315976675910839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/3375315976675910839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/3375315976675910839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/08/hospitalised.html' title='♥ Hospitalised.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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-7579895918401376640.post-1833991709293134210</id><published>2008-07-29T13:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T03:35:27.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Suspended.</title><content type='html'>Currently i'm in RTC. It's the worse room in the whole school. Just because i'm late for 2 minute, i got into here for the whole day. But it's not quite bad for me. ;x As i have a computer for me to surf the net, and it's just for me. Hohos. Super shoik. But got to go for chinese orchestra later. I guess i came to school just for today's chinese orchestra lesson bah. I missed the whole day in class! Oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's damn boring today alright. I woke up at 0605am and left at 0640am, when i reached downstairs, then i found that i forgotten my co-t. Oh well, went back to search for it. Cost me 10 mins. It's 0650am then. I rushed down and the bus just refuse to come to the busstop right away. Argh. Went i reach cwp, i waited for long for the 901 bus, and yet there's too much people in the queue next resulted in making me late for school as i missed that bus. ARRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i reached the school, as per normal, go and run three rounds around the field for being late. The freaking Black mole lee will never listen to your reason for being late. Oh well, i hope he will retire today. Time for other stuffs, bye! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-1833991709293134210?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/1833991709293134210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=1833991709293134210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/1833991709293134210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/1833991709293134210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/07/suspended.html' title='♥ Suspended.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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-7579895918401376640.post-4282981186091779902</id><published>2008-07-27T23:48:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T03:39:13.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ My cute little Jason.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SI2_Qna0WrI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/9MuFNKXecHQ/s1600-h/MissEeling+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228045034627291826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SI2_Qna0WrI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/9MuFNKXecHQ/s200/MissEeling+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SI2_Qto37YI/AAAAAAAAAwY/HkMP0bZd8oQ/s1600-h/MissEeling+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228045036296859010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SI2_Qto37YI/AAAAAAAAAwY/HkMP0bZd8oQ/s200/MissEeling+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228045028811969522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SI2_QRwVk_I/AAAAAAAAAwI/VONj4oNrhnA/s200/MissEeling+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228045039560853186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SI2_Q5zEhsI/AAAAAAAAAwg/y6orx77_k-E/s200/MissEeling+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SI2_RPTE-gI/AAAAAAAAAwo/XMK7wcw5aJs/s1600-h/MissEeling+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228045045332244994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SI2_RPTE-gI/AAAAAAAAAwo/XMK7wcw5aJs/s200/MissEeling+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SI2-3baU2-I/AAAAAAAAAvw/09i9TAK8gGk/s1600-h/MissEeling+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228044601907272674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SI2-3baU2-I/AAAAAAAAAvw/09i9TAK8gGk/s200/MissEeling+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SI2-3hOZ16I/AAAAAAAAAv4/0u6_88NoXAU/s1600-h/MissEeling+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228044603467880354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SI2-3hOZ16I/AAAAAAAAAv4/0u6_88NoXAU/s200/MissEeling+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SI2-3i6iGrI/AAAAAAAAAwA/8kzSHol0DUc/s1600-h/MissEeling+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228044603921406642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SI2-3i6iGrI/AAAAAAAAAwA/8kzSHol0DUc/s200/MissEeling+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SI2-25rV2YI/AAAAAAAAAvg/4FxbpG2a-V4/s1600-h/MissEeling+000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228044592851835266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SI2-25rV2YI/AAAAAAAAAvg/4FxbpG2a-V4/s200/MissEeling+000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SI2-3Dta3QI/AAAAAAAAAvo/rJCyR0NhZ-4/s1600-h/MissEeling+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228044595544907010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SI2-3Dta3QI/AAAAAAAAAvo/rJCyR0NhZ-4/s200/MissEeling+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally here's another new post for today. ;) Well, went to see bee today. ytd never meet. ;( he's damn tired. sob. Anyway, he's going for his operation on thursday. Then bee bee kept on joke and ask zhenghao to take care of me if he's dead. (CHOY!) Then he actually reply that he want to marry me and feed me with 1 meal per week. Gosh. If that really happens, i'll definitely pack my bag home before being killed by hunger.;x Okay, it's just a joke. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today after meal bee become super tired. Took a few pictures with him secretly while he's sleeping. Oh my! So cute! xD Here's some pictures! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, time for bed. ;))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-4282981186091779902?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/4282981186091779902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=4282981186091779902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/4282981186091779902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/4282981186091779902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-cute-little-jason.html' title='♥ My cute little Jason.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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://bp1.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SI2_Qna0WrI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/9MuFNKXecHQ/s72-c/MissEeling+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-5395124843455272060</id><published>2008-07-18T20:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T20:39:10.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Tired.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SICMkE6SwmI/AAAAAAAAAvY/QNAmgD6sWbU/s1600-h/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224330119171195490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SICMkE6SwmI/AAAAAAAAAvY/QNAmgD6sWbU/s200/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just changed my blogskin today. Spent my whole day sitting infront of the computer just to change it. Finally it's done!! ;D hooray! Today miss bee so much. ;( Kept thinking about his posting stuffs. He's now posted to another new place, boon lay. It's okay to post to somewhere so far, but the timetable for him is seriously messy. He tell me that he will be having his off on tuesday and dont know which day when the day he started going to the boon lay army camp. Oh my. I'm a student, my super free time is always on saturday and sunday. Other days are school day. Cant they just make him stay out from monday to friday and offs on saturday and sunday like the other normal NS boy? ;( I need to understand what's the new arrangement for my boy. I'll make it clear tomorrow for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm going to swim with my boy tomorrow. I guess it will be the last time we go out due to the new arrangement. ;/ Hais. I need him to be by my side. ;(&lt;br /&gt;Can someone just murder the one who rearranged my bee's NS day for me? ;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to elaborate any further.&lt;br /&gt;Good bye. ;(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-5395124843455272060?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/5395124843455272060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=5395124843455272060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/5395124843455272060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/5395124843455272060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/07/tired.html' title='♥ Tired.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SICMkE6SwmI/AAAAAAAAAvY/QNAmgD6sWbU/s72-c/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96268.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-6548480320197438985</id><published>2008-07-17T22:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T19:44:37.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ D &amp; T</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SH9VAocxZzI/AAAAAAAAAuw/OBgWUYOinZA/s1600-h/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223987562119522098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SH9VAocxZzI/AAAAAAAAAuw/OBgWUYOinZA/s200/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SH9VBFPLabI/AAAAAAAAAu4/jIpbcZGBHqs/s1600-h/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223987569847134642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SH9VBFPLabI/AAAAAAAAAu4/jIpbcZGBHqs/s200/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SH9VBSR6XeI/AAAAAAAAAvA/9WXILllCLXE/s1600-h/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223987573348261346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SH9VBSR6XeI/AAAAAAAAAvA/9WXILllCLXE/s200/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SH9VBghAokI/AAAAAAAAAvI/zfOloDcVhFU/s1600-h/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223987577169683010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SH9VBghAokI/AAAAAAAAAvI/zfOloDcVhFU/s200/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdm syamsiah bring my class to the IT resource room today. So i drew the kitty hsiazhen! Cute yeh? ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for CO today. I brought the wrong costume. It's suppose to be the SYF full dress, but yet i bring the one that i'm suppose to bring every thursday, the orange tee. =.=" Mdm ang kept laughing at me siol. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after the speech day rehearsal. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to continue with the post le.&lt;br /&gt;End here! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-6548480320197438985?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/6548480320197438985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=6548480320197438985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/6548480320197438985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/6548480320197438985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/07/d-t.html' title='♥ D &amp; T'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SH9VAocxZzI/AAAAAAAAAuw/OBgWUYOinZA/s72-c/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96281.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-6594298241548488098</id><published>2008-07-17T21:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T20:40:34.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ The deep pool.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went for swimming with muiling today. Oh my. I dont know how to swim anymore and she's actually heading to the deep pool! Oh god. Since i was young, i've never been to that deep pool. There's alot times that i nearly get drown. But the most embarrassing one makes me really feel like digging a hole and run away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story goes like this, Muiling tried her very best to teach me to swim and breath's swimming skill. I kept trying and trying but the water just kept getting into my nose. It feels really awful. So i kept using backstroke, in order to keep breathing and breathing. But i cant see where the hell i'm going to, i end up in the middle of the pool and it's 1.8m! Oh my. When i reached the middle of the pool, i dont have any more strength to continue anymore. So i tried to look for the land in order to get back and rest. I stopped "floating" on the pool's surface and tried to look for the land. Oh shit. I'm drowning! The first thing came to my mind is to hit the bottom of the pool in order to get back to the surface of the pool. But hell, i can't touch the bottom of the pool at all! Instead, i nearly drown myself in it! ARRR! Then i think i was going to die soon, i make myself "float" on the surface of the water again, in order to float back to the land. But somehow my strength went empty and i'm getting back into the water again. "Oh help!" I screamed. Then i feel my head being knock by the land. Oh well, it's freaking embarrassing! Everyone is staring at me because of the "Oh help!". If possible, i'll never go back to the woodlands swimming complex again~!x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home. ;( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-6594298241548488098?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/6594298241548488098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=6594298241548488098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/6594298241548488098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/6594298241548488098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/07/deep-pool.html' title='♥ The deep pool.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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-7579895918401376640.post-3818737245743666564</id><published>2008-07-15T21:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:35:10.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ It's time for Bikini!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SH9HNS0O2OI/AAAAAAAAAuI/js7TpbAuTmo/s1600-h/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223972386487851234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SH9HNS0O2OI/AAAAAAAAAuI/js7TpbAuTmo/s200/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96267.jpg" 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href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SH9GQ8oXTfI/AAAAAAAAAs4/JLe9d_HDURI/s1600-h/DSC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223971349740342770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SH9GQ8oXTfI/AAAAAAAAAs4/JLe9d_HDURI/s200/DSC00021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SH9GRFDBK4I/AAAAAAAAAtA/358zpCZgvFc/s1600-h/DSC00022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223971351999622018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SH9GRFDBK4I/AAAAAAAAAtA/358zpCZgvFc/s200/DSC00022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SH9GRRgqhGI/AAAAAAAAAtI/exGrlUI-VnA/s1600-h/DSC00024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223971355345192034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SH9GRRgqhGI/AAAAAAAAAtI/exGrlUI-VnA/s200/DSC00024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SH9GSAMsRnI/AAAAAAAAAtY/ebrJH-dNsE4/s1600-h/DSC00027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223971367877887602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SH9GSAMsRnI/AAAAAAAAAtY/ebrJH-dNsE4/s200/DSC00027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Went to buy bikini at novena with xueli. She changed so much! ;D Super browny hair colour and she become so slim! But her cheeks still looks like bread. ;X She bring me to Bella Kini to buy it as she always buy her bikini from there. The cloth's quality is great. So if there's any girls are thinking of buying bikini, i recommand you to the BELLA KINI! ;D Even if you're super conservative, there's halter neck swim wear for you! So you dont have to wear those o-bi-ang swim wear~! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After buying my beloved bikini for my saturday outing, we went to Daiso at IMM. The shop is&lt;br /&gt;damn big! I found crayon xin's (蜡笔小新) favorite biscuit, 小熊饼干！Crayon xin's fans will definitely understand. Jason teo is one of them. ;D The biscuit looks damn cute. It's totally the same as the one in the TV show. Star shaped chocolate biscuit. But the cartoon infront is a crocodile, why is it called as 小熊饼干 by crayon xin? o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to cwp to buy xueli's bf present. She's damn sweet uhs. Buy a weird box with "hubby, i love you." written on the box. What a sweet girl she is. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm going to swim swim swim this coming saturday with my beee!! Super excited! ;D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-3818737245743666564?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/3818737245743666564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=3818737245743666564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/3818737245743666564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/3818737245743666564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-time-for-bikini.html' title='♥ It&apos;s time for Bikini!'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SH9HNS0O2OI/AAAAAAAAAuI/js7TpbAuTmo/s72-c/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96267.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-8864229676841662047</id><published>2008-07-14T22:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:36:21.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Baby i'm back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtubXVNboI/AAAAAAAAAro/uwDKrlMHotk/s1600-h/DSC02471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222889609264721538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtubXVNboI/AAAAAAAAAro/uwDKrlMHotk/s200/DSC02471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtxMZJRHCI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/usC9FV-TBAQ/s1600-h/DSC02480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222892650588347426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtxMZJRHCI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/usC9FV-TBAQ/s200/DSC02480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtubq8sT7I/AAAAAAAAAr4/SdRKLKObF08/s1600-h/DSC02474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222889614530596786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtubq8sT7I/AAAAAAAAAr4/SdRKLKObF08/s200/DSC02474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtubUUKZYI/AAAAAAAAArw/NSnO-N0Yh94/s1600-h/DSC02472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222889608455021954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtubUUKZYI/AAAAAAAAArw/NSnO-N0Yh94/s200/DSC02472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtucF4Bl8I/AAAAAAAAAsA/wldfGu1U5Is/s1600-h/DSC02475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222889621758777282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtucF4Bl8I/AAAAAAAAAsA/wldfGu1U5Is/s200/DSC02475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtuccS-j6I/AAAAAAAAAsI/ygH6aLFo3oI/s1600-h/DSC02478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222889627777404834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtuccS-j6I/AAAAAAAAAsI/ygH6aLFo3oI/s200/DSC02478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtqz-qWWRI/AAAAAAAAArg/qPqp1-C_yNI/s1600-h/DSC02470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222885634092718354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtqz-qWWRI/AAAAAAAAArg/qPqp1-C_yNI/s200/DSC02470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtxMlJXKHI/AAAAAAAAAsY/Hj3hm1jQ5BU/s1600-h/DSC02484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222892653809969266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtxMlJXKHI/AAAAAAAAAsY/Hj3hm1jQ5BU/s200/DSC02484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtxM51gl4I/AAAAAAAAAsg/r13TlxPcAYI/s1600-h/DSC02495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222892659363846018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtxM51gl4I/AAAAAAAAAsg/r13TlxPcAYI/s200/DSC02495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtxNc2tpQI/AAAAAAAAAsw/wVSKMniQG8c/s1600-h/DSC02506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222892668764136706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtxNc2tpQI/AAAAAAAAAsw/wVSKMniQG8c/s200/DSC02506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtxNPENx_I/AAAAAAAAAso/gP2UtMQlzTk/s1600-h/DSC02501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222892665062672370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtxNPENx_I/AAAAAAAAAso/gP2UtMQlzTk/s200/DSC02501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to be that perfect girlfriend. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtqzZPGXoI/AAAAAAAAArI/J32tO56GoG4/s1600-h/DSC02464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222885624046313090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtqzZPGXoI/AAAAAAAAArI/J32tO56GoG4/s200/DSC02464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtqy5CL7GI/AAAAAAAAArA/ydevLvOLmvY/s1600-h/DSC02463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222885615402216546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtqy5CL7GI/AAAAAAAAArA/ydevLvOLmvY/s200/DSC02463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtqzowEksI/AAAAAAAAArY/K44vOiaMvmc/s1600-h/DSC02467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222885628211139266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtqzowEksI/AAAAAAAAArY/K44vOiaMvmc/s200/DSC02467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtpNZ_9-dI/AAAAAAAAAqY/FYvTMJUoj50/s1600-h/DSC02457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222883871904627154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtpNZ_9-dI/AAAAAAAAAqY/FYvTMJUoj50/s200/DSC02457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtpOO4ae1I/AAAAAAAAAq4/f2H_irjBIWA/s1600-h/DSC02462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222883886100020050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtpOO4ae1I/AAAAAAAAAq4/f2H_irjBIWA/s200/DSC02462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtpNS1zc_I/AAAAAAAAAqg/Nz945RXLHhw/s1600-h/DSC02458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222883869982946290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtpNS1zc_I/AAAAAAAAAqg/Nz945RXLHhw/s200/DSC02458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtpNpJc_YI/AAAAAAAAAqo/Jk8vnxx6bzY/s1600-h/DSC02460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222883875970940290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtpNpJc_YI/AAAAAAAAAqo/Jk8vnxx6bzY/s200/DSC02460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtpNxHL_WI/AAAAAAAAAqw/xSQ77oAi2Qw/s1600-h/DSC02461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222883878108921186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtpNxHL_WI/AAAAAAAAAqw/xSQ77oAi2Qw/s200/DSC02461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtqzhPXhtI/AAAAAAAAArQ/61SJT4JBqls/s1600-h/DSC02465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222885626194921170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtqzhPXhtI/AAAAAAAAArQ/61SJT4JBqls/s200/DSC02465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 July 2008&lt;br /&gt;Went to Marina square with my Mr. teo that day. Although he didn't plan it carefully with the internet, but it was really fun. While we are in the train, a big fellow (It's a female !) came into the train and Jason used my phone and tell me that she looks like 人妖. So bad siahs!! ;D But to be honest, somehow that lady just don't looks like a female. ;X When we arrived at city hall, we went to buy movie tickets together. Boy kept joking that we're just going to watch the preview outside the cinema. Hahahas. After we bought the tickets, we went for our lunch. Well, he kept disturbing me alright. =.= I didn't eat anything in the morning and he keeps disturbing me saying we are going to have fifty cents white rice only! It's funny, but i'm hungry!! So shh!! ;X But can feel that he's trying to settle down some place quick too. There's alot of choices like Thia Express, Secret Recipe, fast food restaurant etc. But i choose Yoshinoya in the end. It had been so long since i last had my terriyaki meal~! After my beloved meal with my ar bee, we went to watch the movie [The Stangers]. It's a show inspired by one of the cases happened in america's violent crime. It's a really nice show, but it's ruin by some stupid teenagers at the front seat. They kept screaming and screaming even if it's just a little shock. I'm not frighten by the show but instead it's because of those stupid teenage girls's scream. Aw. Attention seekers. =.=" The worse audience that i've ever met. Anyway, i'd took some pictures with my boy before we're going to his house for dinner. Somehow my day always end so fast at his house. x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 July 2008&lt;br /&gt;Went to bee's house today. At first wanted to watch the movie [Red Cliffs] with him but end up we still plan to watch it next week. Quite fun today. Took tons of pictures today. We're the greeny greeny couple today! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 July 2008&lt;br /&gt;It had been quite sometime since i last posted anything on my precious blog. I've been neglecting it as i need tons of time for alot alot of things! ;D My friends, family, schoolwork and Boyfriend! They are really importent to me. Aw. Can't really cope with my Mathematics and Chemistry those days. The mathematics's teaching speed is too fast for me and the chemistry teacher just do not know how to make the class listen to her lesson. I'd tried to listen to her, but i fails to. Aw. I'm going to fail my chemistry for sure with her lousy teaching skill. -.- I need help urgently. Find Mr. Too maybe? ;D He was my chemistry teacher last semester. I can cope really well with this teacher. As he bothers to give tuition in library for us after school. Oh my, please change the chemistry teacher back to Mr. Too Guo Qiang~! I need to pass my EOY! :(&lt;br /&gt;Rebec is feeling kinda down those days. ;( Cheer up my girl!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-8864229676841662047?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/8864229676841662047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=8864229676841662047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/8864229676841662047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/8864229676841662047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/07/baby-im-back.html' title='♥ Baby i&apos;m back!'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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://bp3.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SHtubXVNboI/AAAAAAAAAro/uwDKrlMHotk/s72-c/DSC02471.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-1255034615896575144</id><published>2008-07-14T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T00:02:53.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Replies to taggies.</title><content type='html'>yeewoon : Hao Hao. LINKED! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone : I can tell you the programme of cos! But you got to tell me who you are first. ;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JINGTENGS : Hahas. Misses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELITH : RELINKED. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geraldinee /} : Long time no see~! You're been linked~! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SuckerLINg : Hahas, sure. I memorised half of the score already! Yeah! ;D Thanks for visiting my blog ar~! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-1255034615896575144?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/1255034615896575144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=1255034615896575144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/1255034615896575144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/1255034615896575144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/07/replies-to-taggies.html' title='♥ Replies to taggies.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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-7579895918401376640.post-939337606667837908</id><published>2008-07-05T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:36:52.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ A late post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SG97PK452eI/AAAAAAAAAqI/EGt4-Wuk_z0/s1600-h/The+beautiful+romance..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219525993696975330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SG97PK452eI/AAAAAAAAAqI/EGt4-Wuk_z0/s200/The+beautiful+romance..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SG97PZJnogI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/YzLlY0UvVxg/s1600-h/Too+little+too+late+%26+i%27ll+be+someone+else%27s..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219525997525180930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SG97PZJnogI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/YzLlY0UvVxg/s200/Too+little+too+late+%26+i%27ll+be+someone+else%27s..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to bee's house. Got to wait for the next week to meet him. ;/ I hate sunday.&lt;br /&gt;This is a late post. So rmb nothing much about it. Continue on the next one now. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-939337606667837908?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/939337606667837908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=939337606667837908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/939337606667837908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/939337606667837908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/07/late-post.html' title='♥ A late post.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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://bp2.blogger.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SG97PK452eI/AAAAAAAAAqI/EGt4-Wuk_z0/s72-c/The+beautiful+romance..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-7665395275425884953</id><published>2008-06-28T22:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:37:24.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Pulau Ubin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SGjpbNxofGI/AAAAAAAAAqA/gvSNr5AiJdA/s1600-h/DSC02423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217676822072294498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SGjpbNxofGI/AAAAAAAAAqA/gvSNr5AiJdA/s200/DSC02423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SGjnp8LIP3I/AAAAAAAAApw/oO-GZO_cBjQ/s1600-h/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217674876022177650" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" height="139" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SGjnp8LIP3I/AAAAAAAAApw/oO-GZO_cBjQ/s200/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96234.jpg" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SGjnpZuTqJI/AAAAAAAAApY/IoWZOpIDO1I/s1600-h/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217674866774485138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SGjnpZuTqJI/AAAAAAAAApY/IoWZOpIDO1I/s200/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SGjnpe2VIBI/AAAAAAAAApg/dvbyAVmcrH0/s1600-h/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217674868150312978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SGjnpe2VIBI/AAAAAAAAApg/dvbyAVmcrH0/s200/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SGjnphdPXTI/AAAAAAAAApo/bo-rvw3AIKU/s1600-h/DSC02442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217674868850384178" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" height="139" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SGjnphdPXTI/AAAAAAAAApo/bo-rvw3AIKU/s200/DSC02442.JPG" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SGjnp--sr7I/AAAAAAAAAp4/-GnWhBAi7Pc/s1600-h/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217674876775346098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SGjnp--sr7I/AAAAAAAAAp4/-GnWhBAi7Pc/s200/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Pulau Ubin! ;D Super duper sunny. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; I'm sun-burnt without the skin being cast away. How i wish i will exuviate. ;( It's really super sunny that day. The sun is killing me! :( But it was fun. Just that karine was injured that day as she fell down from her bicycle. The cut was really deep. Oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had so much fun today. But kind of sad over my skin condition. :/ I need my skin to be casted away! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to bee's house after the outing. Had dinner with his family and lastly home sweet home. I want a curfew extention! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-7665395275425884953?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/7665395275425884953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=7665395275425884953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/7665395275425884953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/7665395275425884953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/06/pulau-ubin.html' title='♥ Pulau Ubin.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SGjpbNxofGI/AAAAAAAAAqA/gvSNr5AiJdA/s72-c/DSC02423.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-8008005638171222576</id><published>2008-06-27T21:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:37:43.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SGjle1RsexI/AAAAAAAAApQ/ahltPbsYH0M/s1600-h/i+don%27t+want+to+be+just+your+friend..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217672486168853266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SGjle1RsexI/AAAAAAAAApQ/ahltPbsYH0M/s200/i+don%27t+want+to+be+just+your+friend..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Eeling is super super excited now! I'm gonna meet him tomorrow! Yeah! I miss my boy! :)) Going to Pulau ubin with Jason &amp;amp;&amp;amp; some other hunks and babes! Yeahs! ;D Time for bed to meet my bee early in the morning tomorrow!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-8008005638171222576?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/8008005638171222576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=8008005638171222576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/8008005638171222576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/8008005638171222576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/06/tomorrow.html' title='♥ Tomorrow!'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SGjle1RsexI/AAAAAAAAApQ/ahltPbsYH0M/s72-c/i+don%27t+want+to+be+just+your+friend..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-2706426223032943608</id><published>2008-06-26T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T22:03:24.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Happy 6th month bee!</title><content type='html'>Went to chinese orchestra today. Oh my. I'm such a good girl. :X Anyway, i still can't memorise the score at all. Not even the first page. :( I need to do better than this! Will be staying in school to memorise the score by tmr. Jiayous! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's really tiring today. I've been listening to the score and playing it. Phew. Happily went home after that. Nothing much to do at home but just discovered something that piss me off so much. Forget it. Just bear with it Eeling!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 6th month bee!&lt;br /&gt;iLOVEyou. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-2706426223032943608?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/2706426223032943608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=2706426223032943608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/2706426223032943608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/2706426223032943608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-6th-month-bee.html' title='♥ Happy 6th month bee!'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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-7579895918401376640.post-5054268296264502920</id><published>2008-06-25T23:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:38:13.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ I MISSED IT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SGJwetJWOJI/AAAAAAAAApI/HN47mXPW-6Q/s1600-h/1_760533320l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215854991265642642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SGJwetJWOJI/AAAAAAAAApI/HN47mXPW-6Q/s200/1_760533320l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beloved baby boy, Jason张洺铭. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really thinking too much! He just called me! But yet i missed it! 2 calls! It have been so long since we last chatted on phone. He sent me a message and he actually thought i'm sleeping. Oh my. Why did i connect my phone to the computer!? Dumb! arrrrrrrrrr! I'm getting CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I MISS JASONTEO! I MISS JASONTEO! I MISS JASONTEO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I MISS JASONTEO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I MISS JASONTEO! I MISS JASONTEO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I MISS JASONTEO! I MISS JASONTEO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I MISS JASONTEO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I MISS JASONTEO! I MISS JASONTEO! I MISS JASONTEO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I MISS JASONTEO! I MISS JASONTEO! I MISS JASONTEO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I MISS JASONTEO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I MISS JASONTEO! I MISS JASONTEO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I MISS JASONTEO! I MISS JASONTEO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I MISS JASONTEO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I MISS JASONTEO! I MISS JASONTEO! I MISS JASONTEO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; MISS JASONTEO! I MISS JASONTEO! I MISS JASONTEO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BEEEEEEE, I WANT TO MEET YOU UP !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god, can you make everyday a saturday? :(&lt;br /&gt;I want to meet my boy!&lt;br /&gt;Once it's saturday, i'll fly to his house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;TEOMINMINJASON, I MISS YOU !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry that i did not pick up your call.&lt;br /&gt;I just missed it! x(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-5054268296264502920?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/5054268296264502920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=5054268296264502920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/5054268296264502920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/5054268296264502920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-missed-it.html' title='♥ I MISSED IT!'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SGJwetJWOJI/AAAAAAAAApI/HN47mXPW-6Q/s72-c/1_760533320l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-7846842653453290497</id><published>2008-06-25T22:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:38:51.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ i miss Jasonteo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SGJsuntNsrI/AAAAAAAAApA/4Z46k_K7sYY/s1600-h/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215850866636862130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SGJsuntNsrI/AAAAAAAAApA/4Z46k_K7sYY/s200/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That "good luck" burger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 5.30am today. I managed to wake up on time, because i'm just closing my eyes without sleeping. As i'm having sleepless night recently. :/ I really hope i can get to sleep tonight. :( Anyway, today quite suay. I accidentally poured my breakfast all over the kitchen! -.- I shall stop making breakfast in the morning from now onwards! It's just a waste of time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school after all those irritating stuffs. All my friends asked "did you dye your hair black ytd?". Well, can't they see how black my hair is right now? :"( My hair just so dark that i don't even feel like looking into the mirror. I miss my brownie hair! Be another 3 more months of blacky, and that's it! I'll surely go and dye it again! Hohohos. While chinese lesson, &lt;strong&gt;Rebec &lt;/strong&gt;gave me a belated birthday present. :) It's a sweet couple chain. So sweet of her! &lt;strong&gt;Thanks babe!&lt;/strong&gt; ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate 2 burgers and 2 grape drink right after school. I realise that my appetite is getting bigger than before! Oh my! The auntie who sells burger in school done something strange to my burger. -.-" She write "good luck" above my burger. Well, is this meaning i'm going to be suay later? xD Anyway, the "good luck" gives me trouble while eating it! My whole mouth are covered with the mayonise because of the "good luck". =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and rebec went home after i bought the second burger. And today is a super duper sunny day! Aww. I hate it!! ~#%^&amp;amp;*()! The sun is killing me! I'm having night sweat when i'm not having any disease. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, my bee lied to me today!! F3! I expected him to contact me today. But there's no calls, no messages and not even a good night message from him. Maybe i think too much already bahs, and it's just that he's too tired to message anyone? I hope so. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, if there's anyone who want turtle, fish, hamster or even dogs, please tell me! I need to get a owner for it! x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for bed.&lt;br /&gt;Good night my love. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-7846842653453290497?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/7846842653453290497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=7846842653453290497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/7846842653453290497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/7846842653453290497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-miss-jasonteo.html' title='♥ i miss Jasonteo.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SGJsuntNsrI/AAAAAAAAApA/4Z46k_K7sYY/s72-c/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96229.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-3579100664415178553</id><published>2008-06-24T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:39:11.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ My day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SGEg3pzBWaI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ObXkJOeetS8/s1600-h/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215485983956490658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SGEg3pzBWaI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ObXkJOeetS8/s200/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Overslept today. So i didn't went to school. As my hair haven dye back to black yet. But i just dyed my hair back to black. Oh my. It's asian black. Not natural black. The beauteen products had run out of natural black hairdye. But the asian black hair colour looks quite nice. Kind of used to it already. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished all my june holis homeworks. Got to hand all up tmr. I want to do really well for my EOY. It's not the time to slack anymore. I want to work hard. :) Still left with tidying up my worksheets and i can get to bed. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was chatting with my boy on msn just now. He kept on send me the "kisses" wink. :D So cute. He always have a way to cheer me up. :) He tell me that he's gonna study night class while serving national service. But he's going for an operation on July. I hope he won't tire himself out. :( Morning got to wake up so early to go NS. Night come back need to go night classes. I don't think he can cope. :( But leave the decision to him bahs. :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I MISS HIMMM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for bed!&lt;br /&gt;It's late late late!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-3579100664415178553?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/3579100664415178553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7579895918401376640&amp;postID=3579100664415178553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/3579100664415178553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7579895918401376640/posts/default/3579100664415178553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/2008/06/my.html' title='♥ My day.'/><author><name>my story.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03871891296550310103</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/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SGEg3pzBWaI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ObXkJOeetS8/s72-c/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579895918401376640.post-5275308743153267380</id><published>2008-06-23T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:39:36.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ School reopened.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SF-4ofGhM6I/AAAAAAAAAow/DmhmjfTSu6E/s1600-h/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215089899201442722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w3OoNXbFJcM/SF-4ofGhM6I/AAAAAAAAAow/DmhmjfTSu6E/s200/Eeling%E4%BE%9D%E9%9C%96227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new time table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i say about today? It sucks! -.-" So many homeworks and one of the teacher called my house just now. Lastly, there's a stupid spammer today. Attention! No spammers will be entertained! I will simply delete your tag and that's all. So shut up. :) Simply i hate today. No much messages from him either. Arghs sucks! Okays enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate today, 23 May 2008 Monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7579895918401376640-5275308743153267380?l=mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylove-jtmm.blogspot.com/feeds/5275308743153267380/comments/defau
