<?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-1735392807675897711</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:42:50.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>miracles</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-5967010003444831001</id><published>2012-02-04T23:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T23:25:26.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did it!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Yay!! I survived Ubin with a scraped knee for 4+ hours and the scorching sun with bandage and the Chinese lotion over my wound. The lotion really had painful stinging effect on my wound. Omgoddd I screamed when it was applied to my wound and my mum laughed at my reaction ._. it was seriously painful...&lt;br/&gt;Woke up at 4am.T.T ubined. Then rushed back, changed, switched bags, and went for cny visiting. Finally saw ALL of his friends. Wah.. Awkward. But at least I did it. &lt;br/&gt;Played til 7pm, then left for dinner at j8. At that point I alr felt like Nua-ing so badly but heck. Just go enjoy the cny mood first. I literally limped around during visiting and when walking outside. WITHOUT BANDAGE. Hurry up dry my wound.. I still have to recci next week.. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Freaking long day tmrw too. Wholeeee day. Then Monday morning, rush report, then rush to school for discussion. Tues, PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE LET US SEE THE MOON PLEASEE))): save us the trouble of waiting til march pleaseeee): please please please. I will keep faith. I will. I believe in you, God. I don't know the bible but I know you exist. It's so complicated but whatever. Faith is the most important component in a religion. And yes I trust in You. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I hope this week will turn out just fine. And look forward to week6. And vday. YESSSSSS!!!!!&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/1735392807675897711-5967010003444831001?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/5967010003444831001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/5967010003444831001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2012/02/did-it.html' title='Did it!!'/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-3346505147427242122</id><published>2012-01-30T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T23:47:02.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damned): All the projects and groupwork are coming in at once. Gosh. Eco is so hiong. I want my first 3 weeks back))): It's only week 4 and I can feel the stress from most of the mods coming in..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-3346505147427242122?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/3346505147427242122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/3346505147427242122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2012/01/damned-all-projects-and-groupwork-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-1207621251503457954</id><published>2012-01-29T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T23:35:13.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Many people view forgiveness as an offshoot of love -- a gift given freely to those who have hurt you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p xalan="http://xml.apache.org/xalan" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 3px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Forgiveness, however, may bring enormous benefits to the person who gives that gift, according to recent research. If you can bring yourself to forgive and forget, you are likely to enjoy lower blood pressure, a stronger immune system, and a drop in the stress hormones circulating in your blood, studies suggest. &lt;span &gt;&lt;a chronic_id="" crosslinkid="31169" directive="friendlyurl" externalid="D35E89FF293949F1" href="http://www.webmd.com/back-pain/default.htm" keywordid="6905" keywordsetid="845" object_type="" path="/webmdhttp://www.webmd.com/back-pain/default.htm" style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;Back pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, stomach problems, and &lt;a href="http://www.webmd.com/migraines-headaches/default.htm" style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;headaches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; may disappear. And you'll reduce the anger, bitterness, resentme&lt;/span&gt;nt, depression, and other negative emotions that accompany the failure to forgive."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-1207621251503457954?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/1207621251503457954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/1207621251503457954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2012/01/many-people-view-forgiveness-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-4176501654225621842</id><published>2012-01-29T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T23:26:08.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bitch please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-4176501654225621842?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/4176501654225621842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/4176501654225621842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2012/01/bitch-please.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-2836023151038094380</id><published>2012-01-29T07:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T07:45:56.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Both our dads aren't working now and we're only surviving with the salaries of our mum. Have to tighten my finances again. Thank goodness for the job. I better find more jobs to do for fun and extra to fund myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let my dad get a job soon. And bitch, stop letting my boy get caught between you and his brother. All he's doing is with a reason. 4 kids , 3 in uni plus stay hall. Expenses are alr so damn high. Bitch seriously. Finally see your true colors. As much as I want to pretend nothing happened, I can't. But yea, I'll remove all these from my head because you're not worth getting worried about. You don't even freaking care about me and I'm not going to care about your affairs or you-related affairs again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks baby for opening up mind. I feel better. They're just so many bitches and characters in the world and it's insane to get affected by every single one of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-2836023151038094380?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/2836023151038094380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/2836023151038094380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2012/01/both-our-dads-arent-working-now-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-6016841586893262006</id><published>2012-01-28T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T00:29:45.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fcuk pretentious people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are so dry): I want big bright eyes and double eyelids that'll sparkle with every blink. Stupid nose keeps running too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you annoying issues get out of my happy life and seek your own annoying life in your annoying world. Stop forcing your own beliefs onto people and also, for people who keeps changing their schedules as if they're elastic, wake up. "Time and tide waits for no man." Want to do sth or go somewhere? Get your assess moving. Don't get people annoyed and show your pretentious 'I'm so sorry that happened' face. Stop wasting my most precious person's time. Damn you, bitches and arseholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God and the other higher beings up there that people believe in, THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU for allowing me to be born into this family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 my mummy and daddy and brother from one end of earth to the other.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks mummy for being my friend and awesome mummy whom I can talk to about anything.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks papa for being so patient though I'm like an ass sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;And thanks bro for all the crazy moments. Singing, gym-ing, dancing, laughing at our weird stuffs etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;I THANK GOD FOR PUTTING THESE PEOPLE IN MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting my beloved boyfriend. I love you, Kangwei. You're my angel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-6016841586893262006?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/6016841586893262006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/6016841586893262006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2012/01/fcuk-pretentious-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-2015637767725189659</id><published>2012-01-11T19:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T19:30:37.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Forever nothing to tell me. Forever. Seriously? &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;3 days barely passed and I'm sinking into a deep deep hole. I want this sem to end quick. And please at least let me maintain my cap. I want to improve so badly. But.. All 5 modules are just crap. &lt;br/&gt;NO. INTEREST. AT. ALL.&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/1735392807675897711-2015637767725189659?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/2015637767725189659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/2015637767725189659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2012/01/sem2.html' title='Sem2'/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-1124810713653349247</id><published>2012-01-10T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T23:53:43.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angst</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Screw all of your pretentious attempt to make things right because it isn't going to help. Don't do things just because you're going to feel guilty in future. Damn you.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/1735392807675897711-1124810713653349247?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/1124810713653349247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/1124810713653349247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2012/01/angst.html' title='Angst'/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-1556357427661025212</id><published>2011-12-30T15:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T15:36:32.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Yay all is well! (:&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/1735392807675897711-1556357427661025212?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/1556357427661025212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/1556357427661025212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/12/good.html' title='Good!'/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-1804459966766478842</id><published>2011-12-29T17:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T01:58:19.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;1.58am&lt;br/&gt;You're so selfishly petty.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;1.23am&lt;br/&gt;You're here with me but I still feel so empty. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;12.31am &lt;br/&gt;Tears continue to fall down my face as I leaned on one side on My bed. Where's the love in that message? &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;30/12/2011 12.00am&lt;br/&gt;Happy monthversary to me. I hope to survive through the night. Goodnight.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;11.54pm&lt;br/&gt;Finished crying and my head hurts so much. Isn't it a bit too late to return my call. After more than 24 hours? My tummy and head hurts. I can't breathe properly.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;11.35pm&lt;br/&gt;"oh please. You started the own problem thing. I'm going to shower" were the words that made me broke down even more. It's as though nothing I felt were being understood. It's as though it's my hallucination, my fault. Why doesn't anyone understand me. Why..? Just when I needed someone by my side, I couldnt find any. That's how pathetic I've become. I've been too overly reliant on you but little did I know that you would understand me so superficially. No one will ever read this blog.. I will leave this place alone and be alone all over again. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;11.28pm&lt;br/&gt;I think I'm starting to hallucinate.. My tummy hurts and my heart really really is in pain. I'm hugging my bolster like it's hugging me back. Every sneeze I hear feels like yours. I miss you so much. I need you do badly. But why is nothing going right? Explanations and explanations. I've said all I had to say. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;11.13pm&lt;br/&gt;My heart is breaking, literally. Why must the monthversary end up like this. It's always me. I really have no idea what went wrong, I really don't.. I am tearing and suppressing everything as I type this. I won't put anything on facebook. I am heartbroken. I really am. Someone save me..&lt;br/&gt;I want to open my hoegarden and gulp the whole bottle down. But I haven't eaten anything the whole day except water an a pack of instant noodles. I really wanna see you now. Not tomorrow, not on new year's eve and not on new year's day. &lt;br/&gt;Will I even get to see you again..?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;....... &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The person who loves you the most, whom you love the most and the one whom you'll spend the rest of your lives with is likely to be different. If all 3 leads to the same person, cherish that person for you are lucky. I don't hope for mug nor want this as my wish anymore. I want a career and results, financial stability such that my family won't have to worry if they've a job or not in future.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;That was what I said yday, and yea it's coming true. Why must I do or say things to hurt myself. The tears keep flowing but I'm holding them all back. I can handle this. At least I loved properly once. And that'll be all. I don't want to love anymore. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/1735392807675897711-1804459966766478842?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/1804459966766478842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/1804459966766478842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='..'/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-3654840712512787087</id><published>2011-12-28T01:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T01:13:34.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clean</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Everytime I clean this place, it gets dirty within hours. Oh god. And what have I done wrong now? I merely answered straightforwardly from my heart. What i wanted. Is it wrong to be forthcoming? Admit it. You were dead tired hence that attitude. It's as if everything is my fault now. I wish I were rich, really. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The person who loves you the most, whom you love the most and the one whom you'll spend the rest of your lives with is likely to be different. If all 3 leads to the same person, cherish that person for you are lucky. I don't hope for mug nor want this as my wish anymore. I want a career and results, financial stability such that my family won't have to worry if they've a job or not in future.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I miss my family.. I'm sorry I will not stay out again. Home is the best place to be.&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/1735392807675897711-3654840712512787087?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/3654840712512787087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/3654840712512787087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/12/clean.html' title='Clean'/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-278352946219480573</id><published>2011-12-09T17:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T17:28:03.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Beech beech beech beech beeeeeeeeeeeechhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;DAMNED YOU, BITCHES. &lt;br/&gt;GET THE HELL OUTTA MY LIFE THE WORLD IS BETTER OFF WITHOUT YOU. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And F the public transport seriously.&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/1735392807675897711-278352946219480573?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/278352946219480573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/278352946219480573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/12/bitch.html' title='Bitch'/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-8828871565524365929</id><published>2011-11-19T23:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T23:24:16.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I don't regret what I've done but I can't do anything to patch the wall up. I can't find any more paint. Why is there turpentine inside the can.. I'm displeased because the wall is not perfect anymore. .. Why. The first time the glass was thrown, the black chair caught it. I had to pick it up and throw it against the wall. But yea, it REALLY REALLY let everything inside me out. I guess I like hearing the shattering of glasses. I am going to buy more cheap glasses and throw to relieve stress in future. &lt;br/&gt;And yea, I bet she hates me now. Sigh. I am just totally screwed&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/1735392807675897711-8828871565524365929?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/8828871565524365929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/8828871565524365929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-dont-regret-what-ive-done-but-i-cant.html' title='.'/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-5490582670021808966</id><published>2011-11-02T20:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T20:48:24.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Hey jacq, whatever happened was your fault today. Hey, just brace up alright? Don't go crazy. Remember you need to pull your cap up. Remember k. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You know jacq, I always thought I would have my way because I'm the girl. God will never help me right? Because I don't believe in him. I'm so confused. I hate myself. Why is face so important. And thinking how to keep my face actually keeps me sane. Why must both of us be so stubborn? I really wonder if we'll be fine in future. I can picture us tgt, having a really great time tgt. But.. What if we have conflicts? What would happen? &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I really feel like inflicting pain on myself for real this time. I feel like turning to alcohol. For this pain is real. It's unlike previously. It's really scary when one gets hurt in a rs that they truly treasure don't they? &lt;br/&gt;But I know I must be sane. I must be. Come on! Pull yourself together. Study ok. STUDY OK. You need to at least aim for honors, get it or not it's another issue. Jacq, promise yourself alright? &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You're a love guru jacq. Just do your best in love and studies. &lt;br/&gt;Yea as I type this, my battery is running really low fast. How I wish no one actually finds me. But deep inside, how I want is to be found. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I love you so much.&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/1735392807675897711-5490582670021808966?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/5490582670021808966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/5490582670021808966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/11/hurt.html' title='Hurt.'/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-7912225760462962764</id><published>2011-10-27T16:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T16:30:03.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slut and bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;How wonderful this is, this blog is an awesome channel to vent pent-up frustrations. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Hey you, bitch. Get away from me and also from the person who I don't want you to be with. I just hate the sight of you. Get lost you bitchh*le. Can't imagine how I tried liking the presence of you and pretending everything's ok. And helping my friend just because I know you existed. How I wished I never knew you existed and never had existed at all in my life in any aspects or even known anyone I knew. Go climb your freaking mountains and don't come back. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/1735392807675897711-7912225760462962764?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/7912225760462962764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/7912225760462962764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/10/slut-and-bitch.html' title='Slut and bitch'/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-2652374901554934071</id><published>2011-10-16T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T22:23:31.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shut up are really two apt words to describe the situation just now. Like seriously, everytime we quarrel about stuffs it's about stupid reasons and it's always always always because of your brother, your family or some stupid definition thing. How wonderful. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fml seriously. And oh, I'm not supposed to use vulgarities. That means Freakmylife. Gahhhhhhhhh!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kthxbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-2652374901554934071?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/2652374901554934071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/2652374901554934071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/10/shut-up-are-really-two-apt-words-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-4964796320211168494</id><published>2011-09-28T14:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T14:59:38.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Your definition of awesome sucks."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like fine? Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-4964796320211168494?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/4964796320211168494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/4964796320211168494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/09/your-definition-of-awesome-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-545033165796881143</id><published>2011-09-17T10:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T10:43:58.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slim arms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Omg)): I want slim upper arms. Then I can wear sleeveless dresses): I can do sit ups for tummy and walk more for my thighs. I don't really care about thighs, I like them anw. How to slim my upper arms fast and quick?! Sigh.&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/1735392807675897711-545033165796881143?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/545033165796881143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/545033165796881143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/09/slim-arms.html' title='Slim arms'/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-7085666654295330852</id><published>2011-07-01T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T23:41:28.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I miss you so much, though I last saw you 6 hours ago. My cramps hurt.): I'm tearing. Sigh I want my family, you and a teaching job. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The thought of me not getting into Honors year is really strong now. Im really scared. Is there such a thing as the sixth sense? Is there?? I just need to know if I'll have a teaching job even if I don't have an honors degree. Oh gosh..... Someone tell me please. I don't want to grow up. I don't want to): &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/1735392807675897711-7085666654295330852?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/7085666654295330852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/7085666654295330852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/07/imy_01.html' title='Imy'/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-7267337603556714982</id><published>2011-07-01T23:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T23:39:16.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I miss you so much, though I last saw you 6 hours ago. My cramps hurt.): I'm tearing. Sigh I want my family, you and a teaching job. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The thought of me not getting into Honors year is really strong now. Im really scared. Is there such a thing as the sixth sense? Is there?? I just need to know if I'll have a teaching job even if I don't have an honors degree. Oh gosh..... Someone tell me please. I don't want to grow up. I don't want to): &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/1735392807675897711-7267337603556714982?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/7267337603556714982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/7267337603556714982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/07/imy.html' title='Imy'/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-1661173424190801603</id><published>2011-06-21T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T00:24:37.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The last quarrel took place two days ago, sparked off because of my retardedness. But I seriously have no idea why today ended like this. I admit I do not know anything about tools. I admit my mistake. I didn't do anything wrong? Girls are dumb at such things and I know that. What came over me was the way you treated her. She gave you a life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It makes me wonder, what will happen if you treat me like that in the future? OH GOSH I DONT KNOW HOW TO EXPRESS MYSELF IN WORDS. I wasn't angry. The fact that you can make it seem like nothing happened just makes me sad. I don't know what I'm feeling right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Back there on the way home, that sentence you said is now etched in my head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"&lt;i&gt;Quarrelled 10 days in less than one and a half months. That's almost two-thirds of the time we are together."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I feel so so hurt after hearing this. Do you think I want this to happen? Are relationships really that fragile? I love you so. However I feel that both stubborn people coming together is really really crazy. I tried so hard to put my pride aside and I did. I want to make it happen.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's my fault for walking away from the car. But hey, I don't want to say anything because I DON'T KNOW how to say things that portray my feelings there and then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Supposed to catch a movie today. Supposed to stayover today. Supposed to start studying. Supposed to go overseas. Supposed to get my boat license. Supposed to find a tutee. Supposed to get a life.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;But I haven't done any of those above. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Just something random. My two prawns got bitten by my puffers and they died today. They just reflect the harsh reality of our world. A place where nothing's perfect, no matter how hard you try. How I wish just one person will be perfect for me, so we can escape from this harsh reality of life into this world of our own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I miss those fairytales.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-1661173424190801603?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/1661173424190801603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/1661173424190801603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/06/last-quarrel-took-place-two-days-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-7181032633217297909</id><published>2011-06-18T00:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T00:52:43.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;)': &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just when I can spend my night out because my mum is not in S'pore, I'm going to spend the whole day alone at home. Great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These tears can't stop falling huh. Stop being a loser, Jacq. Stop crying because you're angry. Turn anger into strength, NOT TEARS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAMNEDDAMNEDDAMNED. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so tired. I need to shout. I need the sea. I need those calming waves again. Maybe 6 hours is not even enough. Being hurt just sucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the old, friend times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-7181032633217297909?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/7181032633217297909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/7181032633217297909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/06/aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-6800306196115079687</id><published>2011-06-18T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T00:06:28.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you don't want to tell me anything so be it. I m a girl. I get utterly jealous. Jealous is the word to use. Jealousy kills. I swear. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not good to feel jealous but I can't help it. I can't help it!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Someday someone might come into your life and love you the way you've always wanted. If your someday was yesterday, learn. If your someday is tomorrow, hope. If your someday is today, cherish. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This voice inside my head, it keeps ringing. F-king get lost I hate you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-6800306196115079687?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/6800306196115079687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/6800306196115079687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/06/if-you-dont-want-to-tell-me-anything-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-6870752011178834070</id><published>2011-06-06T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T23:39:06.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so frustrated now. So so so frustrated. I just yelled at my dad. Yeah, phone bill $57. I didn't even freaking exceed the calling times. I don't even stay at home nowadays. I want money, yeah money makes the world go round. But I rather choose happiness. I know the situation now is not exactly good for me. My honours might be gone. I have to act as if I am okay with a non-honours degree so that I will feel better. Like hello I do know that honours degree is better than a 'pass-with-merit' or a mere 'pass' degree right. I want to be in medicine, law, dentistry, business, accountancy etc etc but I freaking can't. Screw this stupidity. Screw the rising inflation. Screw everything. I miss the good old times when I don't have to worry about anything, when I was a baby. I need a good job in the future. I freaking need it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, I love him so much. I really do. I am loving him to such an extent that I am so angry with myself for feeling like this. I cannot stand being in a house where nothing gets done. Even when I'm at home, I hate quarrelling with people because I end up crying with anger. Who the heck cries when they're angry, only the weird me. I know I have no rights to say nor do anything, but I simply want to help. How I wish I could create another home, just for myself. A place where there is nothing but peace, love and happiness. Where nothing matters, even with a degree or not. Where money is not an issue, where looks and being socially accepted even mattered. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do such a place even exist? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hit me now. I hate being me now. I want to run away. I want to be smart. I want to be successful. I want to have no money issues at all. Growing up sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-6870752011178834070?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/6870752011178834070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/6870752011178834070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-am-so-frustrated-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-6558362279033709195</id><published>2011-06-03T17:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T17:46:31.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;It totally sucks being fat when everyone around me is slim and perfect. Self-esteem is affected and all I want to do is to make you happy. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I hope I'll wake up one day losing weight from my sleep.&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/1735392807675897711-6558362279033709195?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/6558362279033709195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/6558362279033709195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/06/fat.html' title='Fat'/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-4684755109621705650</id><published>2011-05-31T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T23:22:04.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>{:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;There are so many beautiful reasons to be happy. {:&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/1735392807675897711-4684755109621705650?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/4684755109621705650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/4684755109621705650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post_31.html' title='{:'/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-1264943749563876057</id><published>2011-05-27T00:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T00:51:22.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Hit me. I want to go back in time.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/1735392807675897711-1264943749563876057?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/1264943749563876057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/1264943749563876057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post_27.html' title='.'/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-3688181257446056347</id><published>2011-05-25T14:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T14:28:59.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love the way you tell me that you love me. &lt;div&gt;I love the way you hold me tight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the way you hold my hands til I fall asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the way you look at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the way you protect me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the way you make me realise that you are the one for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the way you tear with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the way you smile at my silliness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the way you make me laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the way you make allow me to choose the colours for your room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the way you bring me around to shop for furniture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the way you drive me around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the way you sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love everything about you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I love you.)∞ &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-3688181257446056347?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/3688181257446056347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/3688181257446056347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-love-way-you-tell-me-that-you-love-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-2156902837398309401</id><published>2011-05-17T16:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T16:17:34.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Omg I am in the car now and I can't freaking be myself hahaha. I can't imagine a person like me being scared of such a situation that I'm in now. Haha. What the shit. &lt;br/&gt;And I am trying to calm myself down by typing this post. Omg omg omg. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Jacqueline, where did your guts go! Freaking embrace challenges and just go along with the flow later. Anyway, I've got him. Just believe in him and everything will be alright.&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/1735392807675897711-2156902837398309401?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/2156902837398309401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/2156902837398309401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-8599461712956987058</id><published>2011-04-20T15:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T15:32:21.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I'm so angry now.&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/1735392807675897711-8599461712956987058?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/8599461712956987058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/8599461712956987058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post_20.html' title='.'/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-6842644671775838587</id><published>2011-04-10T01:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T01:14:50.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I lie in bed thinking, why am I feeling like this? Every single thing you do and how you react affects me. It's hurting me badly, much more than you think you might have previously did. My tears just can't stop flowing. I'm so afraid of losing you even though I know we're just friends. I almost blurted out ily the other day but I quickly changed topic. &lt;br/&gt;I try to deceive myself. But it's becoming a known fact that I am affected by everything you do. Even the slightest stuffs. I don't understand you at times and I'm angry with myself for feeling like this and idk why. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I think I'm really in love with you. I can't control my feelings for you anymore. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I'm scared.&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/1735392807675897711-6842644671775838587?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/6842644671775838587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/6842644671775838587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/04/tears.html' title='Tears'/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-7363835567448323587</id><published>2011-04-07T00:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T00:10:37.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;It's because that I like you that I don't want to be with you. It's a complicated emotion.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/1735392807675897711-7363835567448323587?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/7363835567448323587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/7363835567448323587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-6866061766340483321</id><published>2011-03-28T21:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T21:57:27.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Friendships. Why can't everyone have the same definition of friendships? It hurts to know how some people treat friendships so lightly. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;By the way, that sentence put an arrow through my fragile heart. Although you might not know that it affected me and i'll pretend that i'm okay. But I'll try not to fall in love with you. Though I'm very much in love with you now.&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/1735392807675897711-6866061766340483321?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/6866061766340483321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/6866061766340483321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_28.html' title='.'/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-1471798220892655293</id><published>2011-03-21T01:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T01:21:04.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Need you now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;It's a quarter after one, I'm all alone and I need you now. I don't know how I can do without, I just need you now. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I can't go to sleep. I tried. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/1735392807675897711-1471798220892655293?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/1471798220892655293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/1471798220892655293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/03/need-you-now_21.html' title='Need you now'/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-3774809253189264314</id><published>2011-03-15T14:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T14:29:26.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I never thought you would treat our friendship so lightly. I really am disappointed. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/1735392807675897711-3774809253189264314?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/3774809253189264314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/3774809253189264314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_15.html' title='.'/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-5549357352252778481</id><published>2011-03-11T18:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T18:39:44.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="titlee" style="font: normal normal normal 18pt/normal arial; display: block; line-height: 21px; letter-spacing: -1px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;"Love is passion. To make the journey without falling deeply in love, you haven't lived a life at all. You have to try, because if you haven't tried, then you haven't lived&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-5549357352252778481?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/5549357352252778481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/5549357352252778481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/03/love-is-passion.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-901207770501509986</id><published>2011-03-11T01:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T01:19:54.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Need you now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Picture perfect memories&lt;br/&gt;Scattered all around the floor&lt;br/&gt;Reaching for the phone 'cause&lt;br/&gt;I can't fight it anymore&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And I wonder if I&lt;br/&gt;Ever cross your mind&lt;br/&gt;For me it happens all the time&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It's a quarter after one&lt;br/&gt;I'm all alone&lt;br/&gt;And I need you now&lt;br/&gt;Said I wouldn't call&lt;br/&gt;But I've lost all control&lt;br/&gt;And I need you now&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And I don't know how&lt;br/&gt;I can do without&lt;br/&gt;I just need you now&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Another shot of whiskey&lt;br/&gt;Can't stop looking at the door&lt;br/&gt;Wishing you'd come sweeping&lt;br/&gt;In the way you did before&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And I wonder if I&lt;br/&gt;Ever cross your mind&lt;br/&gt;For me it happens all the time&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It's a quarter after one&lt;br/&gt;I'm a little drunk&lt;br/&gt;And I need you now&lt;br/&gt;Said I wouldn't call&lt;br/&gt;But I've lost all control&lt;br/&gt;And I need you now&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And I don't know how&lt;br/&gt;I can do without&lt;br/&gt;I just need you now&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Whoa, whoa&lt;br/&gt;Guess I'd rather hurt&lt;br/&gt;Than feel nothing at all&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It's a quarter after one&lt;br/&gt;I'm all alone&lt;br/&gt;And I need you now&lt;br/&gt;And I said I wouldn't call&lt;br/&gt;But I'm a little drunk&lt;br/&gt;And I need you now&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And I don't know how&lt;br/&gt;I can do without&lt;br/&gt;I just need you now&lt;br/&gt;I just need you now&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Oh baby, I need you now&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/1735392807675897711-901207770501509986?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/901207770501509986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/901207770501509986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/03/need-you-now.html' title='Need you now.'/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-5758673961047165956</id><published>2011-03-07T10:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T10:31:50.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;"I feel like I'm waiting for something that is not going to happen."&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/1735392807675897711-5758673961047165956?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/5758673961047165956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/5758673961047165956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/03/wait.html' title='The wait'/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-2188191149132449183</id><published>2011-03-04T14:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T14:39:08.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I look forward to the three month holidays. But, a large part of me doesn't want the sem to end. I don't know what will happen after the sem. I don't want things to change. I am naive to think this way. I guess the feelings I have for you is real. Love really is complicated. And guess what, this is the first time I'm feeling like that. I never felt so much for one person, so much so that I am willing to give up everything for that special someone. I am wiling to give you up so that you can go ahead and find your own happiness. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/1735392807675897711-2188191149132449183?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/2188191149132449183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/2188191149132449183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-7605710263450446907</id><published>2011-02-25T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T23:51:13.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;You'll never realise how much you love someone until you watch them love somebody else.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/1735392807675897711-7605710263450446907?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/7605710263450446907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/7605710263450446907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/02/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-3460215626727059005</id><published>2011-02-25T23:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T23:48:59.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Give me one week of cramps please. I want this punishment.&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/1735392807675897711-3460215626727059005?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/3460215626727059005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/3460215626727059005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-4324190217244308235</id><published>2011-02-20T19:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T19:10:30.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Day 8 of ignoring you.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I can do this. I cannot fall back into that hole anymore. Harden your heart Jacq.&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. 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I am slowly getting the hang of letting things go. But everytime I look at those items, my heart cringes. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even though you may want to move forward in your life, you may have one foot on the brakes. In order to be free, we must learn how to let go. Release the hurt. Release the fear. Refuse to entertain your old pain. The energy it takes to hang onto the past is holding you back from a new life&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a title='Uploaded from BlogBooster' href='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/TV6e11HNY4I/AAAAAAAAAzk/1VnDYRP_zi8/BB_Photo.png'&gt;&lt;img alt='' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/TV6e11HNY4I/AAAAAAAAAzk/1VnDYRP_zi8/BB_Photo.png' style='border:none;'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/1735392807675897711-6790281544841098117?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/6790281544841098117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/6790281544841098117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/02/pain.html' title='Pain.'/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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://lh3.ggpht.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/TV6e11HNY4I/AAAAAAAAAzk/1VnDYRP_zi8/s72-c/BB_Photo.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-5918030277666894546</id><published>2011-02-13T23:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T23:38:50.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's valentine's day in 30 minutes. I will be fine alone. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 2 of round &lt;del&gt; one, two, three, four &lt;/del&gt; five since last year of ignoring calls, smses and facebook messages. I am afraid of hurting you. But I cannot afford to hurt myself anymore. I am sorry. I tried many times, I gave in. But all I got in return was hurt and distrust. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bleeding &lt;del&gt;love&lt;/del&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-5918030277666894546?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/5918030277666894546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/5918030277666894546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-valentines-day-in-30-minutes.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-2012278493766908689</id><published>2011-02-10T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:49:05.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Annoying idiot |:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-2012278493766908689?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/2012278493766908689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/2012278493766908689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/02/annoying-idiot.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-248953538482947490</id><published>2011-02-05T13:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T13:37:00.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm beginning to fall for you. Will you be there to catch me as I fall into in your heart?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-248953538482947490?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/248953538482947490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/248953538482947490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-beginning-to-fall-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-6012920440751601294</id><published>2011-01-25T12:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T12:27:18.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Many things have happened, from last year til now. So many things have changed. University semester 1 has ended and I officially think that I am really stupid. I am already into week 3 of my semester 2. Time flies, it really flies.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used to think that with time, everything will be okay. But.. I was proven wrong time and time again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking back into the past year, I realised how stupid I could be. One can really lose yourself when you are faced with anger or prolonged sadness. I turned to alcohol. Yes, I did. I never thought that it would actually happen to me one day. I have been officially drinking for a month or so. This is freaking unhealthy. Why can one freaking person make me feel like that, and not understand the intentions of me doing such stufffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARGH. I can't being myself to type anymore. My nose totally sucks right now. And my brain's dead, at 12.30pm in the afternoon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-6012920440751601294?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/6012920440751601294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/6012920440751601294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/01/many-things-have-happened-from-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-2307910182312017129</id><published>2011-01-25T12:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T12:18:41.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My noseee. It's like killing meeee. Cut it off. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/1735392807675897711-2307910182312017129?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/2307910182312017129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/2307910182312017129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-noseee.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-5954474847958830953</id><published>2011-01-14T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T00:10:59.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is only so much I can handle. I feel like breaking down. I feel so much and yet I cannot do anything. Tears are flowing down my face as I type this. My heart's so painful. I've never felt like this even when it didn't work out then. I think the feeling's real. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Take all that I have. I don't dare to love anymore. I don't want to be punished this badly again.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-5954474847958830953?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/5954474847958830953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/5954474847958830953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2011/01/to-be-honest-i-am-not-okay-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-3776075126137146554</id><published>2010-12-10T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T22:27:01.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, I do feel sad. I am only human&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-3776075126137146554?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/3776075126137146554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/3776075126137146554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2010/12/yes-i-do-feel-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-8654663257995181129</id><published>2010-11-22T21:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T21:29:16.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am emotionally drained out. I feel so tired, having to do this and that. Everything doesn't seem to be working out. You don't even see the problem and that is really making me so sick and tired of everything. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to end this torture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-8654663257995181129?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/8654663257995181129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/8654663257995181129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-am-emotionally-drained-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-1123450866998091326</id><published>2010-11-16T08:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T08:55:03.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is no turning back now. What I can do is to study and keep moving on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-1123450866998091326?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/1123450866998091326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/1123450866998091326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2010/11/there-is-no-turning-back-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-4862828644107901946</id><published>2010-11-11T21:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T21:07:33.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My brain and heart are opposing each other..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-4862828644107901946?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/4862828644107901946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/4862828644107901946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-brain-and-heart-are-opposing-each.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-7048051973212417175</id><published>2010-11-02T23:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T23:15:35.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really really really really really feel like crap on the inside now. &lt;div&gt;I thought I would be strong. I want to be strong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everthing's really crumbling down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life's really terrible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crying every night in my room doesn't help. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one understands my pain. &lt;/div&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/1735392807675897711-7048051973212417175?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/7048051973212417175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/7048051973212417175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-really-really-really-really-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-4841286124820537973</id><published>2010-11-02T21:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T21:20:37.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>): &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;When you're at the lowest point in your life, that only means that life will only get better. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-4841286124820537973?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/4841286124820537973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/4841286124820537973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2010/11/when-youre-at-lowest-point-in-your-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-6231155618428552113</id><published>2010-10-28T12:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T13:13:52.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life hasn't been well these few weeks. &lt;div&gt;I feel misunderstood. I want to do well so badly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I just stupid or am I not hardworking enough?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where is my motivation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am breaking down, literally. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-6231155618428552113?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/6231155618428552113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/6231155618428552113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2010/10/life-hasnt-been-well-these-few-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-6837043843695970467</id><published>2010-10-13T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T23:34:07.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-bF2QalUj1Y"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-bF2QalUj1Y&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jJvAL-iiLnQ&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jJvAL-iiLnQ&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-6837043843695970467?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/6837043843695970467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/6837043843695970467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2010/10/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-7486692477723814424</id><published>2010-10-12T14:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T14:24:53.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This hurts so bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-7486692477723814424?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/7486692477723814424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/7486692477723814424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-hurts-so-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-453399035268746065</id><published>2010-10-08T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T12:16:18.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I never thought that I would get back to blogging after abandoning my blog for so long.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much has happened and I believe everything happens for a reason. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't they? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-453399035268746065?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/453399035268746065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/453399035268746065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-never-thought-that-i-would-get-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-2613848478405604547</id><published>2009-11-25T12:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T13:00:51.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't been blogging for ages.&lt;br /&gt;A levels haven't officially ended for me yet I'm feeling lost already. There's nothing for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;There's no aim for me to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was preparing A levels, the people that i missed most were actually my secondary school friends. People like Cheryl came to my mind as I was studying maths. She was a great help then! Wen Sze, Li ting and all who brightened up my studying days. Even random people like ken, who offered to teach me even at 11pm at the pool. I wonder if they remember, but this small little things mean a lot to me. I miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I don't even know if I can make it to the university.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-2613848478405604547?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/2613848478405604547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/2613848478405604547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-havent-been-blogging-for-ages.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-3478040775385664749</id><published>2009-09-20T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T19:31:13.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do miracles happen?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-3478040775385664749?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/3478040775385664749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/3478040775385664749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2009/09/do-miracles-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-313805821398456696</id><published>2008-10-25T23:07:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T00:08:02.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;This post is for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;QUEENIE TEO&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIRTHDAY GIRL&lt;/span&gt;!!! HAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;I hope we will continue to take as many pictures in the many years to come bestfriend!!! =D I'll never forgot our chicken rice 'candlelight lunch'! LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SQNCGXzvuOI/AAAAAAAAApQ/ZD1cLvHC44M/s1600-h/P9030391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SQNCGXzvuOI/AAAAAAAAApQ/ZD1cLvHC44M/s320/P9030391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261121466936572130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Here are all the glam and not so glam pictures. HAHAHA!!! ENJOY!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hahaha don't worry queenie. all those unglam ones i oso unglam with you. LOL! *cheeky smile* hahaha!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SQNCGu6NwVI/AAAAAAAAApY/HB90RQG-HSs/s1600-h/P9030408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SQNCGu6NwVI/AAAAAAAAApY/HB90RQG-HSs/s320/P9030408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261121473137721682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SQNCGKstnRI/AAAAAAAAApI/iL6jsx37Jzw/s1600-h/P9030397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SQNCGKstnRI/AAAAAAAAApI/iL6jsx37Jzw/s320/P9030397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261121463417412882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SQM7E0vdsOI/AAAAAAAAApA/X0jU-FzAgq0/s1600-h/P2150220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 290px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SQM20uQBJEI/AAAAAAAAAmI/L9uHLRDSOys/s320/P8080267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261109069095183426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SQM20dOAfLI/AAAAAAAAAmA/WP7Oq20EHRo/s1600-h/P8290342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SQM20dOAfLI/AAAAAAAAAmA/WP7Oq20EHRo/s320/P8290342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261109064523349170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;HAHAHAHA!! I just smsed queenie a VERYVERYVERYVERYVERY SWEEEEEEEEEET 17TH BIRTHDAY SMS! HAHAHA!! I hope I'm the last one. So that I can leave an impact. LOL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY QUEEENIEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=DDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1735392807675897711-313805821398456696?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/313805821398456696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/313805821398456696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/10/hahahaha-i-just-smsed-queenie.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SQNCGXzvuOI/AAAAAAAAApQ/ZD1cLvHC44M/s72-c/P9030391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-5773243976866287104</id><published>2008-09-21T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T23:35:07.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SNZnQ4dQWII/AAAAAAAAAd4/avr6DZDKDUM/s1600-h/DSCF1650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SNZnQ4dQWII/AAAAAAAAAd4/avr6DZDKDUM/s320/DSCF1650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248495955477551234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS!! I MISS ALL OF YOU. diana angel chiu yan weilun jialong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weilun, stop losing things larh haha!&lt;br /&gt;diana i love you to the max.!!!&lt;br /&gt;jialong, jiayou for promos!&lt;br /&gt;angel, stay bubbly always!&lt;br /&gt;chiuyan, stay pree-taee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andrew thanks for sharing ur spongebob videos!! it has de-stressing powers hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm confused. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacqueline you should be studying.&lt;br /&gt;Jacqueline you should not think that way.&lt;br /&gt;Jacqueline, YOU MUST PERSERVERE FOR THESE TWO WEEKS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-5773243976866287104?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/5773243976866287104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/5773243976866287104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-you-guys-i-miss-all-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SNZnQ4dQWII/AAAAAAAAAd4/avr6DZDKDUM/s72-c/DSCF1650.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-4776945505364827458</id><published>2008-07-14T20:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T20:50:44.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SHtKNYJwNWI/AAAAAAAAAQg/InE0KVYhJM4/s1600-h/PB160189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 147px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SHtKNYJwNWI/AAAAAAAAAQg/InE0KVYhJM4/s320/PB160189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222849786548335970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SHtKzQ2xgLI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Zi0wcAg_ww0/s1600-h/PB160155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 140px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SHtKzQ2xgLI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Zi0wcAg_ww0/s320/PB160155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222850437424709810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SHtJ0iA-4II/AAAAAAAAAQI/bKzZh9faTUY/s1600-h/VIVO+26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 131px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SHtJ0iA-4II/AAAAAAAAAQI/bKzZh9faTUY/s320/VIVO+26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222849359699173506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SHtJ0lXKkrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Kmn50su0PbI/s1600-h/VIVO+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 127px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SHtJ0lXKkrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Kmn50su0PbI/s320/VIVO+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222849360597521074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY ANGEL !!! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'll never forget the times we spent together. The mushroom games, band, our outings, your lameness, jokes, the stressed period during Os when we studied, prom night, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU BESTIE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-4776945505364827458?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/4776945505364827458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/4776945505364827458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-17th-birthday-angel-dd-ill-never.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SHtKNYJwNWI/AAAAAAAAAQg/InE0KVYhJM4/s72-c/PB160189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-414559169901587165</id><published>2008-07-10T20:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T21:03:44.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SHtNNCTaVPI/AAAAAAAAAQw/zZn-qlBCO6Y/s1600-h/PB160126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 207px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SHtNNCTaVPI/AAAAAAAAAQw/zZn-qlBCO6Y/s320/PB160126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222853079218148594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SHtNNvSf4NI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/jnscd_K1Spo/s1600-h/PB160141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SHtNNvSf4NI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/jnscd_K1Spo/s320/PB160141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222853091293913298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY WEILUN !! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4 years of friendship and still going. Still remembered during osl you tied my shoelaces lol. Good luck to you and best in luck in everything! (esp. in your relationships to come.) haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-414559169901587165?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/414559169901587165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/414559169901587165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-weilun-4-years-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SHtNNCTaVPI/AAAAAAAAAQw/zZn-qlBCO6Y/s72-c/PB160126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-6741391934922715206</id><published>2008-07-08T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T22:44:13.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SHN9DlXmcdI/AAAAAAAAAQA/DjaiAXgbC1A/s1600-h/P1000612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SHN9DlXmcdI/AAAAAAAAAQA/DjaiAXgbC1A/s320/P1000612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220653893576716754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super SAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Brilliant for chinese.&lt;br /&gt;Uber for maths.&lt;br /&gt;Excellent for econs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/1735392807675897711-6741391934922715206?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/6741391934922715206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/6741391934922715206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/07/super-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SHN9DlXmcdI/AAAAAAAAAQA/DjaiAXgbC1A/s72-c/P1000612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-7682459284731859992</id><published>2008-07-05T21:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T21:48:37.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="description"&gt;         &lt;h3 class="page_title"&gt;What's Your Signature Hairstyle?&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Subtle and Sweet&lt;/h3&gt;                                    &lt;p&gt;Fashion schmashion. You don't worry about what's hot or who's cool since you've got the confidence to know what makes you feel good. And that's all that matters to a down-to-earth soul like you. Sure, it's fun to see what's on the runways, but if you won't feel comfortable in it, why bother?&lt;!-- br--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got a sweet personality and fun spirit to brighten any occasion, and that's what makes your signature hairstyle so sophisticated. You don't use your hair or your look to change who you are — it's as lovely, simple, and radiant as you are. Naturally.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAHA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-7682459284731859992?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/7682459284731859992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/7682459284731859992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/07/subtle-and-sweet-fashion-schmashion.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-5588165987934997108</id><published>2008-07-05T21:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T21:41:48.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Your Chocolate Type is Dark Chocolate!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Oh so bittersweet... Dear, you are dark chocolate. You are a good girl/guy at heart. But, there is something a lil mysterious about you... (oooh... Meesterious. LOL) You are a healthy sweety and are full of antioxidants! Lol. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT'S SO LIKE ME AGAIN ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-5588165987934997108?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/5588165987934997108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/5588165987934997108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/07/your-chocolate-type-is-dark-chocolate.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-5135489618933598320</id><published>2008-07-05T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T21:39:37.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="page_title"&gt;How Strong is Your Willpower?&lt;/h3&gt;When the going gets tough, you know there's nothing quite like some retail therapy to get through the rough times. Some people don't believe that shopping can be an addiction. Well, you're clear evidence that it can be at least a nice quick-fix. While you may have a will of steel when it comes to certain aspects of your life — like saying no to that second donut or resisting one more drink — a hot sale can break you almost any day of the week.&lt;!-- br--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, there are way worse things to crave. A pair of cute shoes or new jeans never killed anyone, right? Plus, you're boosting the economy. (Err, yeah, nice rationalization.) Just make sure that you don't overdo it. Too much of anything is never good and huge credit card payments are &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; fun. But for now, keep enjoying that next great purchase!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAHA. IT'S SO LIKE ME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/COMPAQ%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-5135489618933598320?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/5135489618933598320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/5135489618933598320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-strong-is-your-willpower-when-going.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-2475523256631957424</id><published>2008-07-02T21:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T21:20:58.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SGuAUhRx4vI/AAAAAAAAAP4/rouauC1shjY/s1600-h/P1000616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SGuAUhRx4vI/AAAAAAAAAP4/rouauC1shjY/s320/P1000616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218405683257533170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SGt_-6PBh8I/AAAAAAAAAPw/vk2-OWJ1BPA/s1600-h/P1000593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SGt_-6PBh8I/AAAAAAAAAPw/vk2-OWJ1BPA/s320/P1000593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218405311999739842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SGt_h0Vp8rI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Q-nsMrIYuPg/s1600-h/P1000575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SGt_h0Vp8rI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Q-nsMrIYuPg/s320/P1000575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218404812200735410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SGt-6irmgkI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Sh44Oyn0S3g/s1600-h/P1000590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SGt-6irmgkI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Sh44Oyn0S3g/s320/P1000590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218404137446048322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SGt-WNsGY_I/AAAAAAAAAPY/z71t0Chbtns/s1600-h/P1000619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SGt-WNsGY_I/AAAAAAAAAPY/z71t0Chbtns/s320/P1000619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218403513335702514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CJC DANCE concert - BLAZE :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-2475523256631957424?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/2475523256631957424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/2475523256631957424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/07/cjc-dance-concert-blaze-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SGuAUhRx4vI/AAAAAAAAAP4/rouauC1shjY/s72-c/P1000616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-8879642546731471521</id><published>2008-07-02T20:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T20:58:20.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SGt6XkPJAfI/AAAAAAAAAPA/rF0bfdRLCzE/s1600-h/SPORTS+DAY+2008.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SGt6XkPJAfI/AAAAAAAAAPA/rF0bfdRLCzE/s320/SPORTS+DAY+2008.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218399138521612786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPORTS day . I remember i participated in the netball category haha, and how we screamed during captain's ball ! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-8879642546731471521?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/8879642546731471521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/8879642546731471521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/07/sports-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SGt6XkPJAfI/AAAAAAAAAPA/rF0bfdRLCzE/s72-c/SPORTS+DAY+2008.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-7793628576528244565</id><published>2008-07-02T18:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T18:20:12.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Many things have happened during this period. I haven't updated due to several reasons. No time, lazy, things happened that affected my mood, exams etc etc. Anw, I went to Australia during the hols. Pictures will be posted at a much much later date. WAHAHAHA. Alright, and I've have got a very good news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;OMG I GOT A B FOR MY CHINESE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'M SUPER DUPER FREAKING HAPPYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only had one question right for my mcq for the third comprehension. Teacher went throguh it with us. It means i've only got 2/40 beacuse i seriously didn't understand the passage. I read through like soo many times but i still couldn't understand. It turned out that i had 15/40 for it in the end!!! Which measn 13 marks is crapped out of it. HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FREAKING HAPPY =DDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-7793628576528244565?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/7793628576528244565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/7793628576528244565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/07/many-things-have-happened-during-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-6359279926439330929</id><published>2008-06-29T20:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T20:44:57.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hi people. My group is doing on a project on Steve Irwin. Please take time out to do this survey if you haven't received this in an email. Thanks a lot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.surveymonkey.com/s.aspx?sm=O5OwbiQmc_2fTAhprzpkKkZg_3d_3d"&gt;Click Here to take survey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-6359279926439330929?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/6359279926439330929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/6359279926439330929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/06/hi-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-4723195242446348814</id><published>2008-05-24T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T23:30:42.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let me recall what i did since wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;Study day. We went to Queenie's house. Me, jonathan and edmund. And this time round, i left my house super early, like 9am. Im supposed to meet them at orchard at 10am. Guess what. Jonathan reached there at 9.25am, edmund reached at 9.40am and queenie reached at 9.50am! I am so shocked. Because my secondary friends are never that early. They made me feel super guilty. Haha. I reached about 10.10am, 10 minutes late. Anw, we started walking towards Queenie's house. It was rather a long walk from the mrt. But, i think it was worth the walk. Because her house is just so WOW! alright. her house is like some hotel. Need card to access her block, then the lift open into her house, plus it's also accessed by her card. Then her house is like soo BIG. I ran from the start of her living room to the end where i reach the wall, it's about 19 steps. HAHAHA!! Go and run 19 steps and u'll know how big her house is. And her living plus dinin room like dance studio. haha! Alright, then we started studying. Her dad looks so young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah Blah.. Then we followed edmund to the gym. He ran 5km and after that he took some weights thing and he knocked his head against the metal bar. I did some stretching thing on this big bALL AND REALISED IM NOT VERY FLEXIBLE. Then pizza came. I only ate 2 pieces. haha. Then bridge. We played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, my luck that day is like super bad. Regardless of who shuffles the cards, i will still get a bad hand. We played for quite a while. Obviously, I lost every round. Afterwhich, I tried Queenie dad's massage chair. It got me super high! It's so itchy for me and the pressure is so huge. I laughed all the day. From then on, I was damned high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we went home, I suggested bridge again. So we played, but edmund wanted to leave already. I said I must win 3 round before I leave. And the jonathan and edmund became crazy when they start losing and i win sets for myself. This is just spastic haha! Yeah i won 3 rounds and we went home after that. WE DID STUDY. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;GP mid years. Alright, it was bad. I stoned during my essay. I planned everything. But when I want to start on the question, somehow I can't seem to link all my points together. Even Queenie and Jolene noticed that I stone alot during the course of the exam. And oh oh! Our dear classmate couldn't control his bowels and there he goes again. Queenie and many people had a wiff of the air after he walked past but I didn't notice nor smell anything as i was stoning. HAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paper 2 is crazy too. After I finish my AQ and stuffs, im left with 2 minutes for my vocabulary questions. I rushed through them. I don't know how to do them. But i remember jonathan and kenneth saying that they were easy. Alrighty, it's easy for them but not for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;Econs mid years. It was okay la. Managed to finish it on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then.. I WENT TO VIVO!! I met up with angel, diana, julia, yah hoon, chiu yan, jialong, weilun, kia dong, jordan. It was just freaking awesome! we bought burger king then we headed to the garden upstairs. We sat there and chatted. Chamwhore and slacked around. Talked about many things and I find weilun's one most hilarious. He has 'so much charm' ! haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich, we went crazy. Me and diana pushed weilun and jialong into the water. haha! I tried to act innocent while diana and angel got pushed into the water. But chiu yan said, 'jacq, dont act innocent arhz' then i got pulled into the water too, in my school uniform! It was just fun fun fun !!! A pity I do not have all the pictures now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;THEY ARE JUST AWESOME PEOPLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;Had band practice. It was horrible. I got suaned, I am sharp. Super sad alright. Band camp is like nmext tuesday and the whole camp is practice practice and more practice. Afterwhich, we'll fly off. And we are told today that we will be split into two batches in the coming home flight. The brasses and the winds will have a difference of 8 hours. Winds will reach Singapore first. If im not wrong it'll be at night while the brasses will reach in the early morning the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, this is quite a long post. I hope I will pass my band profiency test which consists of singing, 12 scales and my pieces. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Bless me my lady luck! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-4723195242446348814?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/4723195242446348814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/4723195242446348814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/05/let-me-recall-what-i-did-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-5093017177231703736</id><published>2008-05-20T21:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T22:08:26.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Today is mr wu's last day as our gp teacher. Im quite sad. I finally realise we really take things for granted. When he was our teacher, I would sleep during 2 hour tutorials. But now, when he's going to leave, I think he's one nice teacher. He gave our whole class chocolates before he left. He'll be going into university that's why. Good luck mr wu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I played some bridge on viwawa and I got scolded by one person. Til now, i feel super sad. It's like i said i could wash but others have already started bidding so obviously we have to play on. I have a lot of hearts, therefore i bid hearts. But unfortunately they were all small and i called ace of hearts as my partner. And i said 'good luck partner'. I was serious when i said that. People who plays with me will know la. I don't know why i would win the bid of 6 hearts. And we lost. That person scolded me, said that it was on purpose and all that crap. I apologised and he's still not happy. Then he came to talk to me in a private conversation and scolded me somemore. And i apologised again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Why some people just can't tell when one is sincerely apologising to you? Don't assume you are right. If i really wanted to spoil the game, I would have spoilt many other games too. I know people may think that i'm crazy to be sad over such small stuffs. But i apologised sincerely. Can't you feel it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You heartless creature.&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/1735392807675897711-5093017177231703736?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/5093017177231703736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/5093017177231703736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-is-mr-wus-last-day-as-our-gp.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-7903818453916955330</id><published>2008-05-19T20:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T20:35:59.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Let me summarise my weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;Played bridge til 3am with jojo, gw and kenneth. The last 4 standing haha. I think in between queenie, edmund, jonathan and matthew played. 3AM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at noon. And SLACKED THROUGHOUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Theory and then SLACKED AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;Went to jonathan's house to study. As usual, I am late. I think it was productive for me. As now i understand the first part of the 2nd set of notes already. But I haven't touched the first set. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied at his dining table. We studied, then played bridge to decide whose going to walk out and buy food. But in the end, all the 4 of us walked out and buy together. HAHA! I ate rice with charsiew and pork, ed too. Ben ate a whole big bowl of noodles! Ate ate.. then played bridge again. Afterwhich, we continued with our mugging. I felt like sleeping. And i really slept. His house is really quiet. Reminds me of my old house that's also there too. Nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up when i felt someone walking behind me. Ben woke me up then blah blah. At almost 4, i guess everyone of us is losing our concentration. I asked jon to on tv. Then we watched some weird show on MTV. It's so eewwww la. They use some vaccuum thing to suck their body? bURST BALLOONS IN THEIR PANTS?? etc etc. WA laugh like crazy la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, we took a goup photo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SDFz89Phf6I/AAAAAAAAAO4/SwSGty9FP14/s1600-h/19052008(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202066535658651554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SDFz89Phf6I/AAAAAAAAAO4/SwSGty9FP14/s320/19052008(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry edmund, I didn't take a photo with you because I didn't feel like it haha. And I didn't copy you OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to wednesday where me, jonathan and edmund will study at queenie's house!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end off, some t28 photos:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SDFw79Phf4I/AAAAAAAAAOo/etROemW-g90/s1600-h/bridge+in+class.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202063219943899010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SDFw79Phf4I/AAAAAAAAAOo/etROemW-g90/s320/bridge+in+class.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YC took this using his phone. Us playing bridge. We all look weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SDFw79Phf5I/AAAAAAAAAOw/XAIJpK3Bzkk/s1600-h/sports+carnival+kenneth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202063219943899026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SDFw79Phf5I/AAAAAAAAAOw/XAIJpK3Bzkk/s320/sports+carnival+kenneth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YC took this too. Sports carnival. Kenneth with his pose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SDFw7tPhf3I/AAAAAAAAAOg/niBaqRhE8tU/s1600-h/t28+bbq+pic+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202063215648931698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SDFw7tPhf3I/AAAAAAAAAOg/niBaqRhE8tU/s320/t28+bbq+pic+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T28 class gathering at YC's house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-7903818453916955330?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/7903818453916955330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/7903818453916955330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/05/let-me-summarise-my-weekends.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SDFz89Phf6I/AAAAAAAAAO4/SwSGty9FP14/s72-c/19052008(003).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-7664372625167582986</id><published>2008-05-15T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T20:35:07.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today and yesterday was great! School was fun. We met up in the morning to play bridge in school. Me, jojo, queenie and jonathan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then during pe, me and Queenie were the first girls to complete 5+1 rounds around the audi, quadrangle and ard PAC. HAHA! We followed the guys speed.As usual, I started walking at the last round and she told me to perservere. In the end, I was faster than her and i pulled her along. HAHA!! Queenie let's jia you together! My running partner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, then during GP period, mr wu was going throgh the lecture in tutorial. Half the lesson passed and i didn't even realise that i had the wrong set of notes till he asked us to flip to page 8. Oh! I was really stoning away. Haha! After school, for the first time it was freaking quiet. Almost everyone left for meetings, camp briefing and ccas. So, only me, karyn, ben , cy, russel and kenneth were in class. We played silent bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then BAND. We had a sight reading piece. Oboe solo. We also played turandot. Alomost the whole song's oboe solo. Got suaned like crazy by sir for turandot and got a bit of praise for the sight reading piece. Nevermind, I'll work hard to prove you wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm GONNA PERSERVERE  !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Then today me and JoJo didn't feel like playing bridge but i played a bit in the end bacause yun feng is short of one player. Tomorrow we're meeting on viwawa to play bridge again. LOL. She and queenie were members for only one day and they level up already. Now im the only one at level 1. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Chinese was awesome too! It was really boring, but 'wang lao shi' showed us this really funny snippet from taiwan entertainment show. They supposed to imitate the way famous people sing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;After that, we did the MCQs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Was supposed to accompany yun feng tgt with yu chen as she wanted to play bridge, but in the end we left. Alright, guess that's all for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;JESSICA TAKE CARE OF YOUR KNEE ALRIGHT? DON'T TRAIN TOO HARD! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;AND... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY LI TING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;(It's yesterday btw. ) haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-7664372625167582986?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/7664372625167582986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/7664372625167582986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-and-yesterday-was-great-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-3438184556461969338</id><published>2008-05-13T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T20:42:31.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, that's enough pictures for today. I'll update the rest some other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we had 'drama' in class. I feel like primary school kids.&lt;br /&gt;We played cards too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we played cards during recess, in the morning and before econs tut. We self studied after that. During self-study, yun feng drank from my bottle. Those who were there will know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, don't wanna type anymore. I want to play bridge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MISS U DIANA, ANGEL, ALINA, JULIA, AND WEI LUN !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-3438184556461969338?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/3438184556461969338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/3438184556461969338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/05/alright-thats-enough-pictures-for-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-3579152957523560923</id><published>2008-05-13T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T20:38:21.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmLodPhfzI/AAAAAAAAAOA/7jEE_y0L0sA/s1600-h/P4180465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199840771936714546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmLodPhfzI/AAAAAAAAAOA/7jEE_y0L0sA/s320/P4180465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chang yuan, me , sylvia, davis and terence !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmLotPhf0I/AAAAAAAAAOI/vKZwhU0Ahgo/s1600-h/P4180473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199840776231681858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmLotPhf0I/AAAAAAAAAOI/vKZwhU0Ahgo/s320/P4180473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jump shot !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-3579152957523560923?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/3579152957523560923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/3579152957523560923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/05/chang-yuan-me-sylvia-davis-and-terence.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmLodPhfzI/AAAAAAAAAOA/7jEE_y0L0sA/s72-c/P4180465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-7649327543428616656</id><published>2008-05-13T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T20:36:44.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmLGtPhfvI/AAAAAAAAANg/t0eQXj0XVdQ/s1600-h/P4180456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199840192116129522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmLGtPhfvI/AAAAAAAAANg/t0eQXj0XVdQ/s320/P4180456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history ppl =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmLG9PhfwI/AAAAAAAAANo/PE84V_vyPjk/s1600-h/P4180429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199840196411096834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmLG9PhfwI/AAAAAAAAANo/PE84V_vyPjk/s320/P4180429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JARZ .formal &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmLHNPhfyI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Z0IqnwP9fxI/s1600-h/P4180431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199840200706064162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmLHNPhfyI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Z0IqnwP9fxI/s320/P4180431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J-A-R-Z . Can u see that? lol .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-7649327543428616656?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/7649327543428616656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/7649327543428616656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/05/history-ppl-d-jarz.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmLGtPhfvI/AAAAAAAAANg/t0eQXj0XVdQ/s72-c/P4180456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-5467944361542384132</id><published>2008-05-13T20:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T20:33:34.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmKSNPhfqI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Rush8SDzUHQ/s1600-h/P4180438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199839290172997282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmKSNPhfqI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Rush8SDzUHQ/s320/P4180438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; kia dong .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmKSdPhfrI/AAAAAAAAANA/ieuRkNv0MmE/s1600-h/P4180447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199839294467964594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmKSdPhfrI/AAAAAAAAANA/ieuRkNv0MmE/s320/P4180447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHARON !  "Look! that girl's ooh! " lol .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmKSdPhfsI/AAAAAAAAANI/B_cFZAoEp6k/s1600-h/P4180450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199839294467964610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmKSdPhfsI/AAAAAAAAANI/B_cFZAoEp6k/s320/P4180450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;osl daddy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmKStPhftI/AAAAAAAAANQ/1fP4I2fKv8k/s1600-h/P4180451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199839298762931922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmKStPhftI/AAAAAAAAANQ/1fP4I2fKv8k/s320/P4180451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr subair ! my biology teacher .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmKStPhfuI/AAAAAAAAANY/jteFpiEde1g/s1600-h/P4180452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199839298762931938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmKStPhfuI/AAAAAAAAANY/jteFpiEde1g/s320/P4180452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;louise !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-5467944361542384132?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/5467944361542384132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/5467944361542384132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/05/kia-dong.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmKSNPhfqI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Rush8SDzUHQ/s72-c/P4180438.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-924749989900711153</id><published>2008-05-13T20:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T20:42:33.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCwvftPhf1I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/vzgSopIpXpA/s1600-h/P4180422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200583891473235794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCwvftPhf1I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/vzgSopIpXpA/s320/P4180422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCwvgNPhf2I/AAAAAAAAAOY/Q6WHi1X1y2Q/s1600-h/P4180421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200583900063170402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCwvgNPhf2I/AAAAAAAAAOY/Q6WHi1X1y2Q/s320/P4180421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prize winner =D haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmIXtPhflI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/z26OfX7rdgs/s1600-h/P4180442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199837185639022162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmIXtPhflI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/z26OfX7rdgs/s320/P4180442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the CJCians .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmIX9PhfmI/AAAAAAAAAMY/xGw_HPbleKw/s1600-h/P4180436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199837189933989474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmIX9PhfmI/AAAAAAAAAMY/xGw_HPbleKw/s320/P4180436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and brendan .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmIYNPhfnI/AAAAAAAAAMg/auV2kh-tRHs/s1600-h/P4180435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199837194228956786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmIYNPhfnI/AAAAAAAAAMg/auV2kh-tRHs/s320/P4180435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, principal, brendan . She approached us btw. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmIYNPhfoI/AAAAAAAAAMo/7gT3OgZAuuw/s1600-h/P4180445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199837194228956802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmIYNPhfoI/AAAAAAAAAMo/7gT3OgZAuuw/s320/P4180445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spastic. me and eugene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmIYdPhfpI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Q9f5rkm_D1E/s1600-h/P4180441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199837198523924114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmIYdPhfpI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Q9f5rkm_D1E/s320/P4180441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, pera !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-924749989900711153?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/924749989900711153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/924749989900711153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/05/cjcians.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCwvftPhf1I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/vzgSopIpXpA/s72-c/P4180422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-574613259953838373</id><published>2008-05-13T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T20:08:27.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmEftPhffI/AAAAAAAAALg/9ck8LMAIdX8/s1600-h/P3300385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199832925031464434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmEftPhffI/AAAAAAAAALg/9ck8LMAIdX8/s320/P3300385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmEf9PhfgI/AAAAAAAAALo/pYZWD8bDVFk/s1600-h/P3300395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199832929326431746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmEf9PhfgI/AAAAAAAAALo/pYZWD8bDVFk/s320/P3300395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmEgNPhfhI/AAAAAAAAALw/_V0AhdKzFsM/s1600-h/P3300397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199832933621399058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmEgNPhfhI/AAAAAAAAALw/_V0AhdKzFsM/s320/P3300397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmEgNPhfiI/AAAAAAAAAL4/awesyHpfmus/s1600-h/P3300403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199832933621399074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmEgNPhfiI/AAAAAAAAAL4/awesyHpfmus/s320/P3300403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;alina bday pics =D Alright cheryl, I know this is not all but haha! I post slowly k? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-574613259953838373?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/574613259953838373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/574613259953838373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/05/alina-bday-pics-d-alright-cheryl-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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/_IJMMRKSV_oU/SCmEftPhffI/AAAAAAAAALg/9ck8LMAIdX8/s72-c/P3300385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-8028936959405998512</id><published>2008-05-10T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T20:18:52.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;school nowadays. Even though i sleep a lot in school. HAHAH. Can't remember what I did but i know we had a long of fun in school. I always laughed til my cheeks hurt. One more reason is because we have this gang that always plays cards too.&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; 99, tai di and bridge!&lt;/span&gt; HEHEHEHE=DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurday after band i went to eat dinner at wm kfc with edwin, wmirul and kuan ming. It was &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ABSOLUTELY HILARIOUS&lt;/span&gt;. It was totally crazy. We said lame, weird and super duper funny jokes. Edwin laughed so hard that he knocked his head against the glass pane twice. Oh ya, I saw DIANA! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on friday, we had cjc annual awards day. Band had to play again. We played the national anthem, school song and some olympic song. The guest of honour is finally someone decent. He's the minister of defence. He freaking tall, like taller than brother paul by a bit. As compared to bvss, where the vip is someone not known. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still on the topic of band, now im the only oboe player left. He changed karyn to alto sax. Im super scared now. Since we're going to australia for competition in three weeks time and im learning the parts all over again. Turandot has so many solos! I guess i have to work doubly hard. Guess what he told me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Jacqueline, don't think you're lucky to be able to stay in oboe. I think you are in deeper shit than karyn because i will come down very hard on you. You better make sure you're up to standard."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll PERSERVERE K .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backtracking. CON FUOCO WAS A BLAST! It was very funny. Especially Gozilla eats las vegas by the alumni. Karyn was the diva. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;THANK YOU WEILUN, DIANA, ANGEL. LOVES YOU GUYS! THANKS FOR YOUR LOLLIPOP, COOKIES AND FLOWERS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;THANK YOU JESSICA.V FOR YOUR SUNFLOWER =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;THANKS AMIRUL FOR YOUR ROSE=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;THANKS YUCHEN, JONATHAN, EDMUND AND FRIENDS, QUEENIE AND FRIEND FOR COMING! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;THANKS AUGUSTIN AND FRIENDS FOR WAITING TILL 11.30 PM PLUS FOR ME AND KARYN =) (even though i din eat in the end. lol)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;THANKS YAH HOON, JULIA AND RINI FOR YOU SMS EVEN THOUGH YOU COULDN'T MAKE IT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly to end this post, I'm very glad that weilun said this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weilun e always stand for idiot sent :&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;weilun e always stand for idiot sent :&lt;br /&gt;jacq, comfirm with me on next friday ok =)&lt;br /&gt;weilun e always stand for idiot sent :&lt;br /&gt;anyway; i rly miss you, i never talk to you just to get close to _____&lt;br /&gt;weilun e always stand for idiot sent :&lt;br /&gt;friedsn for 5years leh&lt;br /&gt;weilun e always stand for idiot sent :&lt;br /&gt;heyhey&lt;br /&gt;weilun e always stand for idiot sent :&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;weilun e always stand for idiot sent :&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't expect him to say all these and come for my concert. Thanks a lot osl brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Super sorry about the pictures. Ben, lilian and all. I take super long to post them. Because my computer is not efficient enough. My apologies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-8028936959405998512?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/8028936959405998512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/8028936959405998512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/05/love-school-nowadays.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-8767974855554251672</id><published>2008-04-29T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T20:09:20.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School has been okay. As usual, im lazy to come online. I came online only yesterday after realising that the final pi is due tomorrow. I took 2 hours to reach home yesterday. STUPID 985. I did not take that bus after all. Took another route home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all the 'going home late' issues have got to do with band. Everyday's like band now. But I've netball practie with the seniors today so.. Yupp didn't go for band. Heard they got scolded and all the crap again. The PAC is only one quarter filled. How are we supposed to fill the PAC within three days? I'm quite worried. No point worrying. Practice instrument everyday. But my new reed's super hard. When i play on it, i feel like im constipating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YA. sick. im sick yesterday. Had terrible flu that took away all my energy and concentration. I didn't even pay attention to jonathan, cheng yong, russel, gabriel and benjamin's presentaion. I slept through it. I know it's rude so i apologised. Literally felt like cutting my nose off. Kenneth sang too, and i slept. Slept during gp too. Really couldn't take it. Forfeited my netball game during pe. but it was worth it because i recovered today. my nose didn't irritate me at all. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labour day will be horrible. Morning, maybe having sectionls at max's house. afternoon having birthday celebration. evening having class outing. Friday is sports carnival day and we'll also be having sectionals. I still have 4 tickets to sell. oh my gosh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;People, want to buy tickets for CJC symphonic band concert? It will be at CJ performing arts centre. It's on May 3rd, sat, 7pm. Free seating. Tickets $10 each. Hope to see you there! We'll be playing turandot, in the spring, gozilla etc. &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;&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/1735392807675897711-8767974855554251672?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/8767974855554251672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/8767974855554251672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/04/school-has-been-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-7329766396194513902</id><published>2008-04-19T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T22:51:34.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't been coming online these two weeks. These two weeks passed with much laughter and smiles. I have many things to blog about but im too tired to type it out. The things that have been bugging me are band and tests. I've been failing almost every test, except for gp essay , chinese and... NAPFA! I clinched the gold award for the first time in 5 years! (my last gold was in pri 6. ) WOW! My pe teacher was proud of me. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's speech day was awesome! I don't mean the speech day performance but I meant the picture taking and the gathering with friends after the whole programme. I MET ANGEL AND DIANA =DD CHERYL SHARON AND EUGENE =DD Miss them so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'll update the photos some other time. (I promise, cheryl :) including the b'day pics)&lt;br /&gt;Gotta mug. 4 CAs next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Band ended so late today. Reached home at 8pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dead beat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-7329766396194513902?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/7329766396194513902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/7329766396194513902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/04/havent-been-coming-online-these-two.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-8532688992475285387</id><published>2008-03-29T20:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T20:57:57.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was late for band today. 3 minutes late. I had to stay back with other j1s and j2s who were late to clean up the band room. Only j1s did the cleaning. The whole band got lectured today. What he said really makes sense. He was actually lecturing the j2s. Then suddenly he pulled oboeists into the picture. I forgot what he mentioned. Had $4 chicken rice, which tasted seemingly like any other ordinary chicken rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, went to orchard with max, amirul and astrid. Wewalk walk, eat eat, and saw this percussion ensemble/band playing as street artistes. There's this guy who's also performing beside them spinning long bundles of onions ard his neck but all the attention went to the percussion people. On the way to mrt, saw 2 people. Their faces were painted white and they stoned while giving flyers. Guess what they're promoting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SLURPEE. THEY GUVE YOU BRAIN FREEZE. *FREEZE*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, moving on, saw many couples doing stuffs in the train. Me and amirul juz turned away. Pretty normal uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And. I don't think im joining student council anymore. Im not running for it. Im giving up my application. Is this a wise choice?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite worried now. I don't want to be the only oboe player left to be tortured by my tutor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more month to concert. So many oboe duets and harmony thing. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stress.&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/1735392807675897711-8532688992475285387?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/8532688992475285387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/8532688992475285387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/03/was-late-for-band-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-8983738861963566364</id><published>2008-03-28T20:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T20:42:49.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY ALINA !! =DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the 34th council nominees briefing yesterday after mass pe. That was my fourth mass pe .  It lasted for an hour plus and i've finally gotten the application form. But i want to join band. As i see friends get kicked out of their ccas, i'm even more afriad now. But i thought to myself, if im really in council and ppl vote for me, i will have to be committed 24/7. I don't think my results will be able to make it. Now, I'm 95% not joining. The upcoming camp clashes with my band practice anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, i was saying people get &lt;strong&gt;kicked out&lt;/strong&gt; of cca. Yepp, they &lt;strong&gt;kick out&lt;/strong&gt; those who are &lt;strong&gt;hardworking&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;committed&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; passionate&lt;/strong&gt;. Reason, thay are &lt;strong&gt;too slow&lt;/strong&gt;. This was what i heard from track and field. The world is so so&lt;strong&gt; unfair&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back my mathematical induction formative assestment, i failed it by half mark. gosh. I've only attained 4.5/10. I really need to buck up. I have bio and maths test next week. Im already quite lost with syllabus as im not revising at all, not proactive enough. I can't imagine what it's like when project work, cip and my piano dip comes in. My schedule will be just so packed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, after all the 'vommiting', here are some pictures of my class :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R-zjoyVV1uI/AAAAAAAAAKg/FfNja52fp58/s1600-h/sci+camp+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182767561042155234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R-zjoyVV1uI/AAAAAAAAAKg/FfNja52fp58/s320/sci+camp+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us as science camp facilitators for j2s.&lt;br /&gt;taken at student development centre.&lt;br /&gt;*welcome!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R-zjnyVV1sI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/n7aTLIazOWM/s1600-h/SCI+CAMP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182767543862286018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R-zjnyVV1sI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/n7aTLIazOWM/s320/SCI+CAMP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;formal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R-zjoiVV1tI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Fbzaslv835w/s1600-h/sci+camp+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182767556747187922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R-zjoiVV1tI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Fbzaslv835w/s320/sci+camp+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;candid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R-zj9iVV1vI/AAAAAAAAAKo/7jeBWURuzIU/s1600-h/sci+camp+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182767917524440818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R-zj9iVV1vI/AAAAAAAAAKo/7jeBWURuzIU/s320/sci+camp+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flying?? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R-zj-CVV1xI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nletKyuF76A/s1600-h/sci+camp+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182767926114375442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R-zj-CVV1xI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nletKyuF76A/s320/sci+camp+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what's this? It's 1t28 ! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R-zj-CVV1yI/AAAAAAAAALA/oCQ-ZwC6VDM/s1600-h/sci+camp+grp+photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182767926114375458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R-zj-CVV1yI/AAAAAAAAALA/oCQ-ZwC6VDM/s320/sci+camp+grp+photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sandra, me, jess teo, mr yeow and eileen :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R-zj9yVV1wI/AAAAAAAAAKw/-Mz6YE1mOZk/s1600-h/sci+camp+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182767921819408130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R-zj9yVV1wI/AAAAAAAAAKw/-Mz6YE1mOZk/s320/sci+camp+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A failed jump shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R-zjnCVV1qI/AAAAAAAAAKA/4QC3ZvVj1ls/s1600-h/CJC+1T28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182767530977384098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R-zjnCVV1qI/AAAAAAAAAKA/4QC3ZvVj1ls/s320/CJC+1T28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R-zjnyVV1rI/AAAAAAAAAKI/deS1k88tdR4/s1600-h/CJC+1T28+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1t28 ! Messy. Taken at serene centre, island cremery . Their mud pie's good ! yummy yum yumm .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R-zjnyVV1rI/AAAAAAAAAKI/deS1k88tdR4/s1600-h/CJC+1T28+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182767543862286002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R-zjnyVV1rI/AAAAAAAAAKI/deS1k88tdR4/s320/CJC+1T28+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1t28 AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R-zlSCVV11I/AAAAAAAAALY/chENDS49LF4/s1600-h/DSC06797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182769369223386962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R-zlSCVV11I/AAAAAAAAALY/chENDS49LF4/s320/DSC06797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karyn and me. my oboe partner cum class mate. :)&lt;br /&gt;Taken after today's band sectional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R-zlRSVV1zI/AAAAAAAAALI/9k3Q9_vw-B0/s1600-h/DSC06795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182769356338485042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R-zlRSVV1zI/AAAAAAAAALI/9k3Q9_vw-B0/s320/DSC06795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R-zlRyVV10I/AAAAAAAAALQ/_Tlcc6QPAdw/s1600-h/DSC06796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182769364928419650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R-zlRyVV10I/AAAAAAAAALQ/_Tlcc6QPAdw/s320/DSC06796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oboeists !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better start on work, have band 2mrw till 4. Yikes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-8983738861963566364?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/8983738861963566364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/8983738861963566364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-17th-birthday-alina-dd-went-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R-zjoyVV1uI/AAAAAAAAAKg/FfNja52fp58/s72-c/sci+camp+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-851425491795923563</id><published>2008-03-24T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T21:05:40.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R-emhyVV1pI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/LBGni_x_LsQ/s1600-h/FRUSTRATED1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181292995690223250" style="WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" height="180" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R-emhyVV1pI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/LBGni_x_LsQ/s320/FRUSTRATED1.jpg" width="169" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess this picture clearly explains what i'm feeling right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't done anything yet. Not even my research for PI, bio tut, maths tut and stuff. What i've learnt doesn't seem to get into my brain as yet. This is so worrying. It's already finishing march and going into april and i do not know ANYTHING YET. AHH!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Di, if you're reading this, i felt quite exposed while i was talking to u on the phone just now. LOL. Shhhhh.. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-851425491795923563?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/851425491795923563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/851425491795923563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-guess-this-picture-clearly-explains.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R-emhyVV1pI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/LBGni_x_LsQ/s72-c/FRUSTRATED1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-1193733463701072139</id><published>2008-03-23T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T13:10:10.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img299.imageshack.us/img299/2285/kabemizupcopycopybn6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 393px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px" height="228" alt="" src="http://img299.imageshack.us/img299/2285/kabemizupcopycopybn6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally found it again. bro helped me :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-1193733463701072139?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/1193733463701072139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/1193733463701072139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/03/finally-found-it-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-2567203021690504181</id><published>2008-03-21T15:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T15:04:02.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been one week plus since i've come online to update. Well, life's been okay for me. The holidays were quite bad, but come to think of it, it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the science camp cip on monday and i was stationed at the bio lab for DNA extraction for 8 hours. Can u imagine being in the lab for 8 hours doing nothing waiting for j2s to come to extract DNA? gosh. Luckily jess me sandra n eileen entertanied ourselves by playing name bingo and stuffs like that. We clocked a total of 10 hours for our CIP hours. YEAH! Took many pics, most of them with eileen and some with me. I'll upload it another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had band on wed and sat. Oboes and flutes always get scolded. I got scolded too. Don't want to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when i thought i would have my friday free for some relaxation at my house pool and stuff, i have to go east coast park for band bbq. And guess what. Our vice-president booked the last pit of all at area G . It's number pit 72. Being a west person, i went east coast with the organiser, j1. who also stays in the west. I helped amirul to take the bbq stuffs and we took the train to bedok mrt i think. 2 stops after eunos. Then walked to interchange where we stood there for about 15 minutes staring at the boards and looking for help how to get there. I was kinda bus stupid so i just stood there whining. after which, we took 197 and we were told to get off the 6th bus stop. We lost count! And we got off the 8th busstop outside chij katong convent. opposite another st something guys school. Can't remember what. Then we asked ard for directions and the worst part of all started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE WALKED FROM THAT PARTICULAR BUS STOP , CROSSED A OVERHEAD BRIDGE, AND STARTED WALKING FROM AREA C TO AREA G. THAT TOOK US ONE AND A HALF HOUR. WE LUGGED EVERYTHIN WE HAD WITH US THERE. We opened the sprite, marshmellows and stuff that were meant for the bbq and ate on the way. We felt sheated. And after one and a half hours of wlking, we finally reached pit 72. To our suprise, no one was there yet. It was supposed to start at 5.30 and we reached there at 5.15. Most of them arrived at 7 plus because of the LONG WALK that we had to take. Nevertheless, we had s great time. Stayed there till 11.30pm where the westies started heading to carpark G, another 15 minutes gone. reached home at 12.30am and we had band the next day at 9. Horrible. The worstest (no such word) thing of all is that i didn't take any pictures. I was TOO engrossed in the games especially indian poker and all the talking that i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, choinged all my holiday homework. Didn't study for my MI test, hoping that the upcoming term's timetable will appear short and sweet. To my dismay, the very first period on monday was maths ! I didn't even prepare for it. So i did the test , lasted for only 10 minutes. Could do all till the LHS=RHS. idiot. The timetable didn't appear nice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odd week end time: 5, 4, 7, 4, 7. Even week, 4, 5, 7, 5,7. Not forgetting band on saturday and my piano lessons. How i wish i was superwoman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add to our hectic schedule, pe for this two weeks have been converted to mass pe. On wednesday, the girls ran 7 rounds, which is a little more than 2.4km) and did all the workouts for 1 whole hour. I haven't been exercising so i was 'ren-ing' all the way. Till now, my legs are hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's good friday and tomorrow's holy saturday so there's no ca in college tomorrow. BUT, we have to go ajc for band. -.- And i have to search for pictures on our theme this year for the yearly con fuoco series. This year is con fuoco VI. Hope i can make it to perform in the concert this year. Pray hard. Id better continue with my search on pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish all of you a good weekend ahead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1735392807675897711-2567203021690504181?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/2567203021690504181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/2567203021690504181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-been-one-week-plus-since-ive-come.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-5212961765703212978</id><published>2008-03-09T20:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T20:56:24.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WEE !! We went out to bugis junction to celebrate &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;DIANA'S 17th birthday !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HAHA ! That was put in yellow especially for you :D My mother and FAREINHEIT were also there. HAHA! Diana thought that she's my auntie. I also saw wu zun ! OMG i was so excited la. I only took one pic and it looked horrible. Can see the outline of him only. Angel took 2 pictures for me but they can't be seen properly. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R9PcB3x20KI/AAAAAAAAAJY/vpd2c0We_oM/s1600-h/P3090299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175722321489875106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R9PcB3x20KI/AAAAAAAAAJY/vpd2c0We_oM/s320/P3090299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The right one is wu zun by the way. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bought a cardigan today. FINALLY. Bought it at $10 and the quality is not bad. It's soft:) Bought the spongebob like thing with angel and diana. 'They forced me to buy it.' *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Had pepperlunch express today. IT WAS SUPERB MAN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R9PcSXx20LI/AAAAAAAAAJg/hVClDkBk5Sk/s1600-h/P3090297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175722604957716658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R9PcSXx20LI/AAAAAAAAAJg/hVClDkBk5Sk/s320/P3090297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Last but not least, we gave our dearest diana her birthday present. We bought her a cup, that is self-drawn and a sunshine carebear. It's yellow too! We took many pictures at the mrt platform. A couple and many people in the mrt train were looking at us but we didn't really care. Haha, we just posed and took photos as usual. =D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R9PaAHx20BI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/37-TBOJ4yhU/s1600-h/P3090302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175720092401848338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R9PaAHx20BI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/37-TBOJ4yhU/s320/P3090302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R9PbwXx20JI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/o0SkToTq0f8/s1600-h/P3090304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175722020842164370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R9PbwXx20JI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/o0SkToTq0f8/s320/P3090304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R9PbK3x20HI/AAAAAAAAAJA/OVYVCAsmWZY/s1600-h/P3090303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175721376597069938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R9PbK3x20HI/AAAAAAAAAJA/OVYVCAsmWZY/s320/P3090303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R9PakHx20EI/AAAAAAAAAIo/WOnExC52ZM0/s1600-h/P3090305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175720710877139010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R9PakHx20EI/AAAAAAAAAIo/WOnExC52ZM0/s320/P3090305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R9PaS3x20DI/AAAAAAAAAIg/BqYbkXGQN0w/s1600-h/P3090306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175720414524395570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R9PaS3x20DI/AAAAAAAAAIg/BqYbkXGQN0w/s320/P3090306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R9PdQnx20MI/AAAAAAAAAJo/MbTPI6SvsFI/s1600-h/P3090301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175723674404573378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R9PdQnx20MI/AAAAAAAAAJo/MbTPI6SvsFI/s320/P3090301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HAPPY EARLY 17TH BIRTHDAY DIANA! GO SUNSHINE GIRL ! =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ps. for more pictures, go to angel's blog.&lt;/span&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/1735392807675897711-5212961765703212978?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/5212961765703212978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/5212961765703212978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/03/wee-we-went-out-to-bugis-junction-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R9PcB3x20KI/AAAAAAAAAJY/vpd2c0We_oM/s72-c/P3090299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-4521904503492727684</id><published>2008-03-04T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T18:55:39.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I went to seven besties blog. I really miss them. I must have confidence that we'll always be together through thick and thin. Yes we will.&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/1735392807675897711-4521904503492727684?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/4521904503492727684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/4521904503492727684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-went-to-seven-besties-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1735392807675897711.post-1561508529354334481</id><published>2008-03-04T18:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T18:10:55.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I miss 4E5 all of a sudden. Especially liyana, carissa, wen sze and li ting. =( I haven't seen liyana, carrisa and li ting for a long time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, life's been normal. I signed up for CIP, which turned out to be a facilitator of the J2s during their science camp. FUN ! haha. But it's going to be during the hols. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And georgina, don't be sad. I know it's hard to accept everything in such a short time, but i'm sure you'll grow to love SAJC. 1T22 WILL BE THERE FOR YOU ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to you-know-who-you-are: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R80f-4Ex1XI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ktuOkLbOzqY/s1600-h/P2150199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173826711983347058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R80f-4Ex1XI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ktuOkLbOzqY/s320/P2150199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1735392807675897711-1561508529354334481?l=lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/1561508529354334481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1735392807675897711/posts/default/1561508529354334481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovejustyouandme.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-miss-4e5-all-of-sudden.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqueline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12335843970847254879</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/_IJMMRKSV_oU/R80f-4Ex1XI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ktuOkLbOzqY/s72-c/P2150199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
