<?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-8172816</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:13:59.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>June's Blogger</title><subtitle type='html'>A normal girl going through her sweet 18 now !!(2004) Writting a blog for the joy of typing!! Although I make alot of typing errors, but... practise makes perfect isn't it? Hee.. Enjoy my blog ok..? Have a nice day!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>105</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-115643086201280480</id><published>2006-08-24T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T22:47:42.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How can I not love you</title><content type='html'>Cannot touch, Cannot hold, Cannot be together&lt;br /&gt;Cannot love, Cannot kiss, Cannot love each other&lt;br /&gt;Must be strong and we must let go&lt;br /&gt;Cannot say what our hearts must know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;How can I not love you&lt;br /&gt;What do I tell my heart&lt;br /&gt;When do I not want you here in my arms&lt;br /&gt;How does one walks away&lt;br /&gt;From all of the memories&lt;br /&gt;How do I not miss you when you are gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot dream, Cannot share sweet and tender moments&lt;br /&gt;Cannot feel how we feel, Must pretend it's over&lt;br /&gt;Must be brave and we must go on, must not say&lt;br /&gt;What we've known all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;How can I not love you&lt;br /&gt;What do I tell my heart&lt;br /&gt;When do I not want you here in my arms&lt;br /&gt;How does one walks away&lt;br /&gt;From all of the memories&lt;br /&gt;How do I not miss you when you are gone&lt;br /&gt;How can I not love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;Must be brave and we must be strong&lt;br /&gt;Cannot say what we've known all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;How can I not love you&lt;br /&gt;What do I tell my heart&lt;br /&gt;When do I not want you here in my arms&lt;br /&gt;How does one walks away&lt;br /&gt;From all of the memories&lt;br /&gt;How do I not miss you when you are gone&lt;br /&gt;How can I not love you&lt;br /&gt;When you are gone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-115643086201280480?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/115643086201280480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=115643086201280480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/115643086201280480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/115643086201280480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/08/how-can-i-not-love-you.html' title='How can I not love you'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-115416963901182703</id><published>2006-07-29T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T18:42:07.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilemma 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;There are many things I wanna say but I'm afraid to say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;There are many things I wanna do, but I'm afraid to try...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Don't wanna live life with regrets... but still I do not have the courage to face it and do it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Who can tell me what is right and wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Who can tell me what's good and bad for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;U really came in at the wrong time....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So much later then I expected.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and I can't do much for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I just wanna dance all night long... let me be carefree once again, can I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-115416963901182703?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/115416963901182703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=115416963901182703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/115416963901182703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/115416963901182703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/07/dilemma-2.html' title='Dilemma 2'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-115390541332505108</id><published>2006-07-26T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T17:23:27.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilemma</title><content type='html'>(Kelly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you and I need you&lt;br /&gt;Nelly, I love you, I do,&lt;br /&gt;Need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do....&lt;br /&gt;All I think about is you&lt;br /&gt;Even when I'm with my Boo&lt;br /&gt;Boy, you know I'm crazy over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do&lt;br /&gt;All I think about is you&lt;br /&gt;Even when I'm with my Boo&lt;br /&gt;You know I'm crazy over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nelly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh-uh&lt;br /&gt;I met this chick and she just moved right up the block from me&lt;br /&gt;And she got the hots for me, the finest thing i'd ever seen&lt;br /&gt;But oh, no, no, she got a man and a son doh-oh, but that’s okay&lt;br /&gt;‘Cuz I wait for my cue and just listen, play my position&lt;br /&gt;Like a shortstop, pick up e’rything mama hittin’&lt;br /&gt;And in no time I better make this with her mine and that’s for sure&lt;br /&gt;‘Cos I-I never been the type to break up a happy home&lt;br /&gt;But uh there’s something ‘bout baby girl, I just can’t leave alone&lt;br /&gt;So tell me, ma, what’s it gonna be&lt;br /&gt;She said, “You don’t know what you mean to me,”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do&lt;br /&gt;All I think about is you&lt;br /&gt;Even when I’m with my Boo&lt;br /&gt;Boy, you know I’m crazy over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do&lt;br /&gt;All I think about is you&lt;br /&gt;Even when I’m with my Boo&lt;br /&gt;You know I’m crazy over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh-uh-uh-uh&lt;br /&gt;I see a lot in your look and I never say a word&lt;br /&gt;I know how niggas start actin trippin out here about they girl&lt;br /&gt;And there’s no way-hey-hey Nelly gon' fight ova no dame as you could see&lt;br /&gt;But I like your steeze, your style, your whole demeanor&lt;br /&gt;The way you come through and holler, and swoop me in his two-seater&lt;br /&gt;Now that’s gangsta and I got special ways to thank ya,&lt;br /&gt;don’t you forget it&lt;br /&gt;But uh it ain’t that easy for you to pack up and leave him&lt;br /&gt;But uh you and dirty got ties for different reasons&lt;br /&gt;I respect that and right before I turned to leave&lt;br /&gt;She said, “You don’t know what you mean to me,” come on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do&lt;br /&gt;All I think about is you&lt;br /&gt;Even when I’m with my Boo&lt;br /&gt;Boy, you know I’m crazy over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do&lt;br /&gt;All I think about is you&lt;br /&gt;Even when I’m with my Boo&lt;br /&gt;You know I’m crazy over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for me, Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you and I need you&lt;br /&gt;Nelly, I love you, I do&lt;br /&gt;And it’s more than you’ll ever know&lt;br /&gt;Boy, it’s for sure&lt;br /&gt;You can always count on my love&lt;br /&gt;Forever more, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;East coast, I know you’re shakin’ right&lt;br /&gt;Down south, I know you’re bouncin’ right&lt;br /&gt;West coast, I know you’re walkin’ right&lt;br /&gt;(‘Cos you don’t know what you mean to me)&lt;br /&gt;Midwest, I see you swingin’ right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do&lt;br /&gt;All I think about is you&lt;br /&gt;Even when I’m with my Boo&lt;br /&gt;Boy, you know I’m crazy over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do&lt;br /&gt;All I think about is you&lt;br /&gt;Even when I’m with my Boo&lt;br /&gt;You know I’m crazy over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;East coast, I know you’re shakin’ right&lt;br /&gt;Down south, I know you’re bouncin’ right&lt;br /&gt;West coast, I know you’re walkin’ right&lt;br /&gt;(You don’t know what you mean to me)&lt;br /&gt;Midwest, I see you swingin’ right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;East coast, you’re still shakin’ right&lt;br /&gt;Down south, I know you’re bouncin’ right&lt;br /&gt;West coast, I know you’re walkin’ right&lt;br /&gt;(You don’t know what you mean to me)&lt;br /&gt;Midwest, you’re still swingin’ right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do&lt;br /&gt;All I think about is you&lt;br /&gt;Even when I’m with my Boo&lt;br /&gt;Boy, you know I’m crazy over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do&lt;br /&gt;All I think about is you&lt;br /&gt;Even when I’m with my Boo&lt;br /&gt;You know I’m crazy over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;East coast, I know you’re shakin’ right&lt;br /&gt;Down south, I know you’re bouncin’ right&lt;br /&gt;West coast, I know you’re walkin’ right&lt;br /&gt;(You don’t know what you mean to me)&lt;br /&gt;Midwest, I see you swingin’ right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;East coast, you’re still shakin’ right&lt;br /&gt;Down south, I see you’re bouncin’ right&lt;br /&gt;West coast, I know you’re walkin’ right&lt;br /&gt;(You don’t know what you mean to me)&lt;br /&gt;Midwest, you’re still swingin’ right.&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-115390541332505108?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/115390541332505108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=115390541332505108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/115390541332505108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/115390541332505108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/07/dilemma.html' title='Dilemma'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-115267514474453140</id><published>2006-07-12T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T11:32:24.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GSC lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My teacher's wearing a pink tie today!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-115267514474453140?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/115267514474453140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=115267514474453140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/115267514474453140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/115267514474453140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/07/gsc-lesson.html' title='GSC lesson'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-115237777357797979</id><published>2006-07-09T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T14:52:16.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday's.nite.out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Darlin's sick and havin a headache today.. So sad I can't see him! Miss him so much! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Hope u r feeling better dear! =pPp)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;After my sore throat's gone, Stupid Flu came back to hunt me. Freak, mucus all over. Yucks. Wonder how many toilet rolls will I be using tonight!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;haha... SP's sick too... haha.. Winnie's virus? hehe... not exactly ba.. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Suppose to meet Moon and Shan for dinner.... haha... but Moon got da bao liao... so ate with Shan... Flu's getting worse.. sniffing and sniffing.. and I forgot to bring my tissueSSSS!! haix.. so suay.. haha... Shan's got a secret admirer! Someone asked her to go with "him" to the comissioning party... hehe.. she's gonna dress up to the nines man! hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Went over to bugis to meet Moon to chit chat after that.. haha... and she's late..! Some stewpid taxi driver heard "BUGIS" as "BOAT QUAY".. I was like "WTH"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Went to S&amp;K and did some last minute shopping.. saw a green and white spag.. really love it alot.. but the store is SO lame...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"1 Tee - $14.00&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 Tees - $20.00"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hai... So I had to buy 3 instead of 1 cost it is more worthwhile hur hur... den I tot of moon and shan so I bought it la... haha.. hmmm... and finally moon came... settled down at Brecko cafe.. hmmm.. the drinks there are a little ex but i guess the drinks are worth the money? haha.. chatted alot but I'm doing most of the talking cos I'm so crappy!! hehe... Think moon can't stand me liao.. love the way she smile, it looks heavenly.. hehe.. gonna go jogging with her tmrw evening, wonder if Shan's joining us? haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Haven't studied for I.B., am I really waiting to fail my exams? hai.. I'm just too lazy + I'm down with flu.. haha... damm... but who cares?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Dun u hate it when u sms someone sth sweet, and he replies sth that ain't sweet? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I dunno... I'm a little upset. It's a last minute thing again. It will never change, will it? I dunno. Sometimes, girls dun wanna think that much, but it is what the guy's action will make a girl think so much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Guys, pls take sometime off to tell ur girl u miss her every now and then. It's a sweet thing to do. But dun do it like every 5 to 10 mins, cos tat's dumb. U r wasting ur sms as well as being unsincere. Even if u'r married or ur r/s is has been a very very long one, always remember romance is IMPORTANT to puke ur r/s up. Girls need suprises and romance in their life."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Saw him on the bus today but he doesn't seem to remember me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Still as charming as b4. Can only glance him from a far... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And then a young girl with chestnut coloured hair walk up to him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;gave him a tag on his shirt.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and he bent over to kiss her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Awwww... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;So sweet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But its gonna hurt someone's heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And I feel sorry for her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;U know wat I'm saying babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;He ain't worth ur time anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Let him go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-115237777357797979?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/115237777357797979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=115237777357797979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/115237777357797979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/115237777357797979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/07/saturdaysniteout.html' title='saturday&apos;s.nite.out'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-115186822146108140</id><published>2006-07-03T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T03:23:41.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bugis~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And this is the prove of Ginvera's advertisment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/1600/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Winnie's new earrings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/1600/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/320/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;At Ice Monster...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/1600/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/320/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Same.. Still at Ice Monster...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't ask me why's the queer look cos I wonder too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/1600/Image015.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/320/Image015.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Same.. Still at Ice Monster...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/1600/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/320/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8172816-115186822146108140?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/115186822146108140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=115186822146108140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/115186822146108140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/115186822146108140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/07/bugis.html' title='Bugis~~'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-114844029991636485</id><published>2006-05-24T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T11:11:39.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Sometimes love can do wonders, or else bring disaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I hope it doesn't happen. I hope it won't happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I'm praying hard b'cos I really don't wanna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Please don't let it happen to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I already did what I should have done but please don't punish me for I may kill it if it turns real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-114844029991636485?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/114844029991636485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=114844029991636485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114844029991636485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114844029991636485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/05/sometimes-love-can-do-wonders-or-else.html' title=''/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-114691055301780928</id><published>2006-05-06T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T18:25:48.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Struggle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'm struggling...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;struggling to understand you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;struggling to make you happy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;struggling to make myself feel secure...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;struggling to make myself less sensitive...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;struggling to make myself feel less lonely...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;struggling to look forward to the weekends when I will be seeing you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;struggling not to get angry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;struggling not to get upset...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;struggling not to cry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm tired...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tired of waiting for every weekend to appear immediately after a Monday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tired of waiting for every weekend to appear just to see you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tried of you saying I'm demanding and not understanding...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tired of finding subsitutes to the dates we missed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tired of waiting for your smses everyday....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tired of waiting for your late replies....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tired of waiting for your consent....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tried of guessing your emotions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tired of being taken for granted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tired of taking initiative...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tired of feeling neglected...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tried of being neglected...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tired of feeling upset...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tired of hearing sorry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tired of saying sorry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tired of holding back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tired of complaining...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tired of cold tensions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tired of quarrelling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tired of crying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Can someone teach me how to forget grieve and be happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I still believe I will find my true love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&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/8172816-114691055301780928?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/114691055301780928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=114691055301780928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114691055301780928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114691055301780928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/05/struggle.html' title='Struggle'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-114598417423015416</id><published>2006-04-26T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T01:01:23.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my new baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/320/ZLZ1A.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I love my new baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The Panasonic Lumix DMC-LZ1 &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;is a pretty unique digital camera, there really isn't anything else like it on the market from any of the other manufacturers.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;It packs a 6x zoom lens into a surprisingly compact body, and throws in Panasonic's excellent MegaOIS Optical Image Stabilization technology for good measure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Image stabilization is becoming more of a factor in the market these days, and with good reason, as it really makes long-ratio zoom lenses a lot more useful than they would be otherwise.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Along with the long, stabilized zoom lens, the Panasonic LZ1 also offers 4-megapixel resolution, very bright color without oversaturating skin tones, good macro focusing, and excellent battery life. As was the case with its "big brother", the downsides are that its images get soft in the corners at the telephoto end of its range, shots captured at ISO 400 are noisy, and its low light shooting and focusing capability is a little limited (but still OK for typical city night scenes).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;None of these are by any means fatal flaws though: The Panasonic DMC-LZ1 is a good little camera, and without question one of the best bargains on the market for a long-zoom, optically stabilized digital camera. It just missed being named a "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imaging-resource.com/WB/WB.HTM"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dave's Pick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;," but it deserves your very serious consideration if you're looking for a long-zoom camera on a budget. - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You really can't match its combination of 4 megapixels, 6x zoom and optical image stabilization for anywhere near its price, and its compact body design is an added plus.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Find out more through this url:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imaging-resource.com/PRODS/LZ1/LZ1A.HTM#picky"&gt;http://www.imaging-resource.com/PRODS/LZ1/LZ1A.HTM#picky&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-114598417423015416?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/114598417423015416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=114598417423015416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114598417423015416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114598417423015416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-love-my-new-baby.html' title='I love my new baby!'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-114598433536047896</id><published>2006-04-26T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T01:07:59.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new stud.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/1600/my%20new%20stud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/320/my%20new%20stud.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; My new Tragus piercing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Costed $7 at Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;Yi yi's only costed $5.90 at Heeren. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lolx. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Tragus piercing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;-This piercing is through the cartilage chunk just next to the opening of the ear canal. If you are fond of ear bud style head phones, be careful how you set this piercing, as placement deeper into the tissue or a larger gauge ring can interfere with how the buds seat themselves in the ear conch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/8172816-114598433536047896?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/114598433536047896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=114598433536047896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114598433536047896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114598433536047896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-new-stud.html' title='My new stud.'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-114551406586901773</id><published>2006-04-20T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T14:22:01.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm closing my blogger.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey Peepz, I'm closing my blog soon.&lt;br /&gt;I will be using a new space to keep my blog updates.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you want to keep an update of my blog enteries,&lt;br /&gt;please &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;pm me in msn&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;tag me&lt;/span&gt; to get the new url link... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks.&lt;/strong&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/8172816-114551406586901773?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/114551406586901773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=114551406586901773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114551406586901773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114551406586901773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-closing-my-blogger.html' title='I&apos;m closing my blogger.'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-114558605617252581</id><published>2006-04-20T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T14:02:59.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth about Girls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So you wanna know "The Truth About Girls"? Here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;1. When a girl says she's sad, and she isn't crying, it means she's crying in her heart.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;2. When she ignores you after you've done something wrong, it's best to give her some time to cool down before touching her heart with a sincere apology. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3. A girl can't find anything to hate about the guy she loves&lt;br /&gt;(which is why it is so hard for her to 'get over him' after the relationship's over.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;4. If a girl loves a guy, he will always be on her mind every minute of the day, even though she flirts with other guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;5. When the guy she likes smiles and stares deep into her eyes, she will melt and some may feel that he's "the one".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;6. A girl likes to hear compliments, but usually is unsure how to react to them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;7. When a particular guy flirts with a girl very often, a girl would start thinking if the guy likes her. So if you treat a girl just as a friend, go easy on the smiles and stares!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;8. If you don't like a girl who likes you, break it to her gently.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;9. If a girl starts avoiding you after you reject her, leave her alone for a while.&lt;br /&gt;If you still treat her as a friend, talk to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;10. Girls enjoy talking about what they feel. They may express themselves so freely that they may forget ur existence and say things that are inappropriate at times, but she actually never meant it that way. Music, poetry, drawings and writing are ways of expressing themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;11. Never tell a girl that she is useless in any way.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;12. Being too serious can turn a girl off.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;13. When the guy she likes, calls her for the first time, the girl may act uninterested during the call. But as soon as the phone is back on the hook, she will whoop with joy and immediately start telephoning her friends to spread the news.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;14. A smile means a lot to a girl. Her dull and meaningless day could be easily brighten up with ur smile.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;15. If you like a girl, try making friends with her first. Let her get to know you. Show your trueself, never act like someone else. Be true.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;16. If a girl says she can't go out with you because she has to study, leave&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;17. But if she still calls you or expect a call from you, stay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;18. Don't try to guess a girl's feelings. Ask her.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;19. Hearing the words "I love you" is a great reassurance to a girl that she is beautiful.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;20. After a girl falls in love with a guy, she'll wonder why she never noticed him before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;21. If you need tips on how to flirt with a girl, read romance stories .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;22. When class pictures come out, a girl would first check who is standing next to her crush before actually looking at herself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;23. A girl's ex-crush will always be in her memory, but the guy she loves wil always stay in her heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;24. Girls love having fun! Even if it means to flirt with guys on the dancefloor, you know she's only having fun. She still have you in mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;25. A simple 'Hi' can brighten a girl's day.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;26. A girl's best friends usually know best what she is feeling and going through&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;27. Girls hate it when a guy pays attention to them just to get close to their 'prettier' friend.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;28. Girls hate it when guys pay attention to other pretty girls and compliment them infront of the her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;29. Since sms is the "in" communication noe, girls feel extremely disappointed not to recieve at least 1 sms per day from guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;30. Girls may occasionally suffer from emotional breakdown, and feel lonely at night and cry alone. You will never know what they have been through, so try to understand them even if it means to take a hammer to crack this nutty case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;31. Girls lose confidence in guys who lose confidence in themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;32. Girls may feel insecure if her guy doesn't hold her hand the whole day. This might make her feel ugly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;33. Girls have mood swings (and don't think man don't). Keep a joke in mind to make her smile. She will be delighted that u took the effort to cure her pain. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;34. It doesn't mean if u have the looks,have a car, or are flithy rich, you will get the girl. Even if could get her, it wouldn't last long if you don't shower enough care and concern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;35. Girls love to dress up for the guy whom she loves (That explains why they always take so long to dress up, because they want to look the best for you!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;36. Love means devotion, caring and happiness to a girl, in that order.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;37. Some girls care about looks, some care about brains, some care about money, but utimately ALL girls want a guy who will love and care for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;38. Girls like guys to kiss their forehead (more often), lips and hand in that order. Its sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;39. Girls like guys to talk about the bright future ahead. especially marriage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;40. Girls want nothing more than to feel loved.&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/8172816-114558605617252581?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/114558605617252581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=114558605617252581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114558605617252581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114558605617252581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/04/truth-about-girls.html' title='Truth about Girls.'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-114533096826212288</id><published>2006-04-18T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T11:29:28.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaningful quotes for the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A new day, pass it on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"This is the beginning of a new day that has been given by God to be used&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I can waste it; grow it in its light, and be of service first to myself then to others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But what i do with this day is important because,&lt;br /&gt;I have exchanged a day of my life for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;When tomorrow comes, today will be gone.&lt;br /&gt;Forever. I hope I will not regret the price I paid for it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"Service is the lifeblood of any organization.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Everything flows from it and is nourished by it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Customer service is not a department, it's an attitud&lt;/strong&gt;e&lt;strong&gt;."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Therefore, instead of giving myself reasons why I can't do it...&lt;br /&gt;I chose to give myself reasons why I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Feeling so much better today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hee Hee. =P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-114533096826212288?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/114533096826212288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=114533096826212288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114533096826212288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114533096826212288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/04/meaningful-quotes-for-day.html' title='Meaningful quotes for the day'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-114520877074221889</id><published>2006-04-16T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T01:32:50.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Failure to launch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Almost woke up late this morning...though I was readily awake... I still lie on my bed with my eyes open... close... open... close... open... and close again... and finally took the courage to face another depleting day of my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Kids today behave themselves... other than the times when they pick on each other and quarrel across the room. I'm tired, tired of reprimanding... I'm stress, and they ain't. They ain't worry abt their grades, but I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suddenly, I remembered he told me that I'm over-sensitive. Remembered the time we sat by the sea, and we saw a young couple were keeping the tent they had set earlier on... Looking at their way of detaching the tent, he claims that they have rather bad skills... I shot back a reply that they ain't that bad, and dat he shldn't comment abt the others... Just a simple sentence shows how sensitive I am that's what he said, maybe I shld mind my own business... haha... ok.. dat's better in a jokin manner or else I'll be hoping mad...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;After tuition, got straight home and pack up. My bag is very very bloated cos of my sport shoes... Mum cooked tasty prawn noodles for me.. And we watched the repeat telecast of Mr Lee K.Y. answering some of the young voters for the coming election in the television... Suddenly tot of my social studies teacher. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Took a straight bus to see Win and waited for 20 mins for her appearance. It had started to rain when I turned my back around and saw her. A little drenched though. Haha - and there goes our dream to lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;damm it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Went to causeway pt to meet up with jp for dinner.. poor girl.. her guy left her alone.. She needed us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Ate KFC, and met a stupid girl at the fast food restaurant who really deserves a good reprimand from her superior for showing her bad attitude. damm it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Nevertheless, we still ate happily together, though there are endless complaints of jP haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Kept wanting to show us her boss and the guy she's been saying for tons of weeks? haha... I still missed it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;and they are starting to know I'm really "shoot bird" lah, cos the guy was actually standing right in front of me! haha... not interested anyway. I've got 1 interesting enough. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The rain didn't stop.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So after dining with jP, Win and I went to bugis to find her "slippers".. haha... I still can't refrain myself from buying clothes.. hai.. We walk thru many many shops... back and forth.. until we're so tired cos our stupid bags are so Heavy!! and eventually came to a halt where we saw a barbie doll babe and a handsome L.A.N prince. haha, and that was where I bought my tees. haha. I think he thinks we are crazy, "fa hua chi".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and finally we got home but still chatted a little when we got home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;That night, the moon shone brightly in the sky and a bright twinkling star was just nearby. I made a wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Wished that the happiness I am holding on to now will be the 1st and the last. But it never came true, at least I felt that it won't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Questions by someone abt someone's mysterious disapperance. Can't tell my mum did asked abt him, can't tell my mum did mentioned abt him. Does it matter if I were to say it now? It doesn't make a difference. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Can I ever make a choice between sensitivity and insensitivity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I used to be confident... but why am I not what I used to be? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;In search of my lost shadow.... Feeling lost and upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mum told me a funny news just now, made me laugh a little. can't tell her how much I love her. She's really my Superwoman. Mummy, I love you! heehee.&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/8172816-114520877074221889?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/114520877074221889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=114520877074221889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114520877074221889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114520877074221889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/04/failure-to-launch.html' title='Failure to launch.'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-114451998211564385</id><published>2006-04-09T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T16:04:33.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dine on 9 April, Sat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meet up with NiNi and Jp... Took his digital camera out too... Rush off to 7 eleven to buy batteries before meeting NiNi at the mrt, and saw an old friend at the cashier...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I said " 1 pack of AA batteries pls." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He pointed to the first row of where the packaging was packed with 2 AA batts.&lt;br /&gt;I nodded my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You are XXX's friend right?" he asked. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Yea, took so long for you to find out. hur hur" I replied.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He smiled and before entering the price at the cash register, he said, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You sure you want to get this pack of 2 AA batts for $3? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cos' 6 AA batts cost $5.70. It's cheaper."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It's alrtight, I will take the 1 pack." I answered hastily&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Left for the bus after a quick good bye.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Conclusion - He still love maths. and he remembered me. at last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Saw 2 transverse on my bus today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(indentified by the "incredible" heights they have).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;-- worth mentioning? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saw NiNi at the mrt station and kept talkin abt her Mongolian project... haha... She's becoming mongolian... The journey to bugis was funny... We saw:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;1) a COUPLE takin photos with their digital camera with their flash on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;2) Many More couples on board cos its a saturday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;3) "Saliormoons" ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;4) "Popeye the saliorman,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5) 2 guys in white uniform, 1 quite cute and wore his hat so low he looks like Jay Zhou? Tee Hee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) and hmmm... 1 Interesting babe who has a similar laughter as Jp... lol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Finally, when we reached, Jp came with her hang10! haha and we head off to eat... though intially we were suppose to settle down in bugis, but however we walk to raffles city's cafe cartel instead.&lt;br /&gt;And... this is what we did there;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;1) Chit chat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;2) Laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;3) Eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;4) June to bicker over the DIY order form with jP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;5) Get settle down for photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;6) Tryin' to act stupid faces in front of the camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;7) Er xin jP tries to "dig her nose" in front of camera! (kiddin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;8) NiNi almst fainting any moment cos her food was the last to come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;9) and who can ever forget Jp's non-stop remix of the horoscope guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(infectious horoscope craze from NiNi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;BLAH... BLAH... BLAH... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;10) Stewpid jP kept ruining the photos by takin "unartistic" shots"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;11) Got kissed by jP on my right cheek! (hope no pimple grow after tat!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;12) kissed jP back on her left cheek! (hope she has a pimple now!) lol kiddinZ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Our trio is makin such a din that attract attention from 2 nearby tables I guess. All thks to jP's laugther. She'll always brighten up my day~ Hee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/320/jp_june_winnie.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The trio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/320/jp_june_winnie2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The trio again.&lt;br /&gt;The er xin jP diggin nose. Tee Heex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/320/cafe_cartel_shelf2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our Dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;The crampy shelf beside us. Made us so cramp yet so cosy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/320/winnie1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Dine Participant 1, Ni_(x2) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/320/jp_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Dine Participant 2, jP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/320/june2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dine participant 3, Jun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/320/jp_gets_kissed.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;When jP gets kissed, she gets comical...&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me abt her expression, no tongues I swear!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/320/june_gets_kissed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;And when I get kissed, I feel..... ??? Heex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/320/june_and_winnie3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A toast anyone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/320/june_eat_food.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Let's Dine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/320/june_and_winnie6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Trying to act cool but we look forlorn in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;(but we NG abt 10x b4 the final shoot)&lt;br /&gt;can't beat it, cos jP the photographer has a clown face that made me laugh till I cried. jP's artistic work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;After dining, we went to shop ard raffles city. hmm, apparently jp's disappointed with not finding her "wanted stuff". haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Went to macdonalds for a ice-cream. fattening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;can someone pls DRAG me to the GYM!! haha... I can't see my waist line anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Conclusion: Now, fattening is saddening.&lt;br /&gt;Perfect time to club after mac but jP hafta work tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;Poor thingy, hope she'll be able to go to dlb O on thurs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Now, I'm pretty done for the day. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-114451998211564385?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/114451998211564385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=114451998211564385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114451998211564385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114451998211564385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/04/dine-on-9-april-sat.html' title='The Dine on 9 April, Sat'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-114413099907232505</id><published>2006-04-04T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T14:12:23.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I want to get outta Singapore! HeeHeex... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-114413099907232505?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/114413099907232505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=114413099907232505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114413099907232505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114413099907232505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-want-to-get-outta-singapore-heeheex.html' title=''/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-114402570485398411</id><published>2006-04-03T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T09:10:53.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wat a stupid day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1st - I woke up late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2nd - I was sweating like hell when I woke up (dunno for wat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3rd - my teeth hurts when I brush it (dunno why also)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4th - and the next thing, when I see the mirror, I saw a swollen eye freak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5th - Had to wear spectacles to day cos my lens are dirty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6th - Had my usual bad hair day on mon mornings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7th - Feel so sian on putting make up so I decided not to do ath to my face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;8th - A stupid bug flew and cling on to my shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;9th - shaked the stupid bug off and it fell dead in front of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;10th - Got stung by dunno wat stupid insect and cause a BIG and HUGE puffy bump on my leg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(so damm ugly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;11th - wanted to put some calamine lotion on my bump and I poured 1/2 a bottle on my legs. (lucky, its transparent white.damm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;12th - wanted to eat my bread, but the fillet dropped out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;13th - am stuck at my stupid workplace again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;14th - I feel so ugly today. My moods are the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Damm it, March is already not my month already, don't tell me April is also not!!&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/8172816-114402570485398411?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/114402570485398411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=114402570485398411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114402570485398411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114402570485398411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/04/wat-stupid-day.html' title='Wat a stupid day!'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-114397298316229442</id><published>2006-04-02T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T18:16:23.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>左边</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It's my last piece of tissue... Listening to sad love songs.. tearing one after another... wonder wat's the unique element that can evoke my sadness in again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I wonder if the singers themselves cry when they sing such a sad song.. Guess they must have controlled their emotions well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Especially Yang Chen Ling's 左边 is one of my favourite.. it totally reflects how I  felt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;haha... can't live w/o it..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;总是&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;忍不住寂寞  掉下眼泪&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;你才会给安慰 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;担心&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;短暂的晴天随时都可能被阴狸收回&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;等待&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;有机会最坏也最甜美&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我乐观却疲惫&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;因为&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;太怕失去你所以连快乐里都装满伤悲&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chorus:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;你不曾发觉&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;你总是用右手牵着我&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;但是心却跳动在左边&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;你和我之间的遥远&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;永远隔着亲切爱少的可怜&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;伸出右手想陪着你向前走&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;感受你爱我的心跳在左边&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;那么深深爱你的我&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;想信你  会了解&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;总在&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;埋怨过你的冷漠之后又急着说抱歉&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;仿佛&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;向疏远的你乞求一点体贴都是我不对&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;结果&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;有可能最美也最可悲我做好了准备&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;也许&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;太自由的你心里面那个家谁也不能回&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我一直相信  总有一天&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;你会用左手牵着我走向明天&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;未来很遥远  却会实现&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;心在同一边就能够听见&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;你说的那句我爱你&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;你一定看的见&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Finally, fallin' alseep at 6.10 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully all my sadness will be gone when I wake up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Thoughts for the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What I should have said to you should be sang. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-114397298316229442?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/114397298316229442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=114397298316229442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114397298316229442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114397298316229442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title='左边'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-114373788308924466</id><published>2006-03-31T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T01:04:51.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>misSeS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Gazing at his photo today... I miss him but he doesn't know... haha... Think I should buy a proper wallet and placed his photo inside, right next to mine... hehe... Handphones are useful.. in a way.. Okay,u will find me sick now but sometimes at night, b4 I go to bed, I will secretly open his photo in my mobile's picture album and kiss him (the photo) gd nite... haha.. its funny.. but I find it .. sweet? nah... u won't understand.. haha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;----------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;His reappearance made me ponder again when he started asking weird questions.. but glad he has found someone too.. haha... sets my mind at ease.. but a little bothered about the things he said, and I missed my stop again. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Had to walk 1 bus stop's distance... sianz... wearing heels somemore.. I dun wanna hammer feet!! And so coincidentally, my mp3 was playin' one of Kelly's sad love songs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;In this song, called&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?f=ms&amp;tn=baidump3lyric&amp;amp;amp;ct=150994944&amp;lf=2&amp;amp;rn=10&amp;word=%B0%AE%2C%CE%DE%C1%A6&amp;amp;lm=-1"&gt; 爱,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?f=ms&amp;tn=baidump3lyric&amp;amp;amp;ct=150994944&amp;lf=2&amp;amp;rn=10&amp;word=%B0%AE%2C%CE%DE%C1%A6&amp;amp;lm=-1"&gt;无力&lt;/a&gt;.. I think the first four verse are quite meaningful and reflects how people who ends a relationship finds it difficult to be each other's friend because of the past feelings, it is difficult..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"最后我们分开了&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;虽然还是朋友&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;但做回朋友的情人&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;想摆脱关系不太容易"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Well now that I have found someone who dotes on me, I should be contented. Moreover, I love him more and more everyday. Hee Heex. =pPp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Thoughts for the day 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Oh btw, got shouted by someone today for nothing, but she apologized. lolx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-114373788308924466?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/114373788308924466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=114373788308924466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114373788308924466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114373788308924466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/03/misses.html' title='misSeS...'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-114373585005699567</id><published>2006-03-31T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T00:24:10.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone told me this...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girls, never a worthwhile investment for Guys unless he's a pimp!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Though for the day. 2.&lt;/strong&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/8172816-114373585005699567?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/114373585005699567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=114373585005699567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114373585005699567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114373585005699567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/03/someone-told-me-this.html' title=''/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-114373567063126104</id><published>2006-03-30T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T00:21:10.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The CheckList.</title><content type='html'>Have you ever seen a boyfriend who....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1) Holds her hands and never let go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2) Helps her shelter from the rain and sun, no matter how severe the weather is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;3) Brings along a jacket everytime during the movies to keep her from freezing in the threate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;4) Tries so hard to say a joke everyday to make her laugh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;5) Keep her company when she gets moody? (plus the times when she is down with PMS!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;6) Goes shopping with her and never says he's tired even if he walks back and forth the same shop over and over again, and helps her carry stuffs that seems never ending?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;7) Kisses her forehead to express his love for her? (Kisses may not necessary be on the lips, cause kisses on the forehead is just as sweet!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;8) Greets her with a warm hug or smile whenever he sees her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;9) Sms her whenever he is free?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;10) Calls her every night to chat even if there is NO SPECIFIC TOPIC, he still tries his best to make her laugh with his cool jokes? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;11) Calls her every night just to hear her voice even if there's nothing to talk about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;12) Says I LOVE YOU only when he means it...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;13) Says I MISS YOU only when he means it...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;14) Says I AM SORRY only when he means it...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;15) Takes notice of not only the BIG but also the SMALL changes she makes, like having a new lip stick colour? or havin a new haircut?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;16) Complements her "You look beautiful tonight..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;17) Tells her she looks very pretty even though she has a bad hair day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;18) Says sorry immediately when she gets angry? (even though he is not at fault)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;19) Gives her a  warm big hug whenever she cries.. regardless of ex-es, family and rltnp prob, after watching a scary movie or even for nth!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;20) Buys/Shows her a little something (like a cookie, a sweet or a drink) to coax her from crying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;21) Write her songs every now and then though they might sound dumb?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;22)  Plays with her everyday though he could be tried after work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;23) Helps her remove the shells of prawns and crabs when they are dining?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;24) Offers to help clean up her house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;25) Offers to send her home? (w/o her askin u to do it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;26) Takes notice of what she says or looks at, and gives her a surprise when you know she has been eyeing for a new ring or a new teddy bear all along...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;27) Look at her gently in her eyes and say you are beautiful to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;28) Hold on to her and tell her "I need you"... (Very Few guys do that!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;29) Whisper sweet nothings to her every now and then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;30) Holds her by her waist and pull her close, and whispers "I love you" gently in her ears...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;31) Suggest a shirt vacation to get together...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;32) See her fallin asleep in his arms?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;33) Wait for her to sleep soundly before he sleeps..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;34) Chat with her when she's bored?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;35) Offer to help her carry her handbag? (Guys, take ur initative!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;36) Take off the little curry puff curst left somewhere on her lips for her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;37) Help her sweep her hair off her face...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;38) Pat her head to symbolise dote...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;39) Kiss her hand and say he will be there for her always?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;40) Learns different languages of "I Love you" just to say it to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;41) Carry her on his back and her piggybacks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;42) Stroll along the beach together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;43) Lie on the beach together and count the number of stars, and bicker with each other on the unmatching no. of stars that each contributed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;44) Bring her to somewhere nice to dine or lunch? Or even cook a special dish and invite her home to eat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;45) Be present at her first driving exam or graduation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;46) Wake up every morning with her and give her a morning kiss no matter if it is a virtual 1?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;47) Kneel down in the streets one day, and say "Will you marry me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Thoughts for the day.&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/8172816-114373567063126104?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/114373567063126104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=114373567063126104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114373567063126104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114373567063126104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/03/checklist.html' title='The CheckList.'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-114352416627261192</id><published>2006-03-28T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T13:36:06.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Modules for Next semester</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;My registered modules for next semester are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;1)    International Business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;2)    International Marketing&lt;br /&gt;3)    Personal Selling and Negotiation Skills&lt;br /&gt;4)    Appiled Marketing Research&lt;br /&gt;5)    Quality Management&lt;br /&gt;6)    Global Supply Chain Management&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&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/8172816-114352416627261192?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/114352416627261192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=114352416627261192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114352416627261192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114352416627261192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/03/modules-for-next-semester.html' title='Modules for Next semester'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-114336682014178353</id><published>2006-03-26T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T18:29:26.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hills Have Eyes -- Gore to the Core</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/1600/Gross2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watched &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The Hills Have Eyes"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; movie yesterday... hmmm... it's a violent and gross movie.. M18... It's more of a cannibel movie where humans eat humans.. Well, I would say unless u are a &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;ultimate Dumb, Ignorant, Bored Freak&lt;/span&gt; who's really in for a scare, den u should watch The Hills Have Eyes.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A new take on &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wes Craven's 1977 film&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of the same name, THE HILLS HAVE EYES is the story of a family road trip that goes terrifyingly awry when the travelers become stranded in a government atomic zone. Miles from nowhere, the Carters family soon realize the seemingly uninhabited wasteland is actually the breeding ground of a blood-thirsty mutant family and they are the prey. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of the mutants called "Google", was like the "watchdog" of the Hill People, all of his mannerisms were dog-like in nature. Very low to the ground and growly. He literally represents the dog eat dog world that the Hill People live in. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;About Wes Craven... Wes Craven was 1977's producer who mass produce horrifying flims... The very first "The Hills Have Eyes" was done by him...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Flim producer of the "The Hills Have Eyes", Wes Craven...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/200/Gross4%20-%20Wes%20Craven.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very first "The Hills Have Eyes" poster...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/1600/Gross2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/200/Gross2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd making of "The Hills Have Eyes, part 2", psoter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/1600/Gross3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/200/Gross3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;The idea of the specific story was a research that Wes Craven had done in the New York Public Library on murder and mayhem in general, and coincidentally ran across a story of a weird family which lived in Scotland in the 17th Century. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;They were &lt;em&gt;cannibals&lt;/em&gt; living in a cave overlooking the ocean, and they would way-lay travelers between London and some other town. The whole countryside got the reputation of being haunted because those that went in didn't tend to come out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Finally, a husband and wife were attacked on their way home, and the wife was grabbed, but the man escaped and saw the people. He went back to London and brought back help. They discovered a cave with this in-bred family of about 25 people, and vats of human bodies pickled in sea-water. This wild and crazy family was captured and dragged back to London, and executed in a most bizarre and uncivilized way. That was the inspiration for the family in the HILLS, which lived on the Nevada gun-range.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When originally submitted to the MPAA, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the film HILLS was given an X-rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; which would have relegated it to the porno circuit and severely hurt the box-office returns. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Craven cut the film enough to secure an R rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, and the original director's cut is thought to be no longer in existence.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The movie is based on the true story&lt;/span&gt; of Sawney Beane and his family (a wife, eight sons and six daughters), a feral clan who inhabited and roamed the highlands of Scotland's East Lothian County, near Edinburgh, in the early 1400s. They were eventually captured on the order of Scotland's King James, were judged to be insane, and executed without trial.&lt;br /&gt;Many of the props in the feral family's cave were from Robert A. Burns' previous project, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"&lt;a href="www.houseofhorrors.com/texas.htm"&gt;The Texas Chainsaw Massacre&lt;/a&gt;." - another bloody movie base on a real character named Ed Gein. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;He was from a family where his mother was strict about him with girls and eduacated him that girls would never return their love to him. When his mother died one day, he became a little psycho and went insane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;He started reading science research and pornographics and this arouse his interest for female forms or parts. That was when he started digging graves for female bodies. He treated these bodies like "rats" experiments and slit them open to explore the inner parts and organs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;His fascination with the female body eventually led him to seek out fresher samples.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;After getting bored with the "dead", he apparently killed 2 woman, (Mary Hogan and Bernice Worden, whom both women's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ages were close to his mother's),and hung them on meat hooks, slit the body down from the front, took out the intestines and placed them in a box to be preserved while the hearts were left on a plate on the dining table. Many skulls and heads of corpses are also found in the house He claims that he loves to dress in woman's skin where and pretended to b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;e his mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The gruesome evidence proved that Gein's bizarre obsessions had finally exploded into murder, and much, much worse.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The current Flim "Hills" by Alexander Aja&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;most flim boxes rated Aja's remake of "Hills" as rotten by the&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://66.218.69.11/search/cache?p=%22Alexander+Aja%22&amp;ei=UTF-8&amp;amp;amp;fr=FP-tab-web-t&amp;x=wrt&amp;amp;u=ofcs.rottentomatoes.com/movie-1156300/reviews.php&amp;w=%22alexander+aja%22&amp;amp;amp;d=et-JTxbfMgAE&amp;icp=1&amp;amp;.intl=us"&gt;society &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://66.218.69.11/search/cache?p=%22Alexander+Aja%22&amp;ei=UTF-8&amp;amp;amp;fr=FP-tab-web-t&amp;x=wrt&amp;amp;u=ofcs.rottentomatoes.com/movie-1156300/reviews.php&amp;w=%22alexander+aja%22&amp;amp;amp;d=et-JTxbfMgAE&amp;icp=1&amp;amp;.intl=us"&gt;online flims critics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;. Some says that the flim was just another hitch on original Wes Craven's glory while some claims that it was a good remake.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hmmm.. so I guess now after Wes Craven's in addition to Alexander Aja... The Hills have more eyes now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;All sources are quoted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-114336682014178353?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/114336682014178353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=114336682014178353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114336682014178353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114336682014178353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/03/hills-have-eyes-gore-to-core.html' title='The Hills Have Eyes -- Gore to the Core'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-114308670675130098</id><published>2006-03-23T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T12:05:06.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PhoneX</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sometimes I think my phone is redundant.. I'm always waiting for your messages and only your messages... Think its a little irrelevant to have a hp just to wait for a msg that greets u, saying abt misses and kisses... well, I gonna get rid of my phone in May and I shall learn the "Art of living w/o a handphone".. Anyway, it's not worth a wait afterall... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I feel so much better after talking to him, he makes me feel.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Dedicated to SJP: Jia you for ur "black" guy! hahaha.. Best wishes.. Will pray for ya babe!&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/8172816-114308670675130098?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/114308670675130098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=114308670675130098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114308670675130098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114308670675130098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/03/phonex.html' title='PhoneX'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-114301520079727757</id><published>2006-03-22T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T16:35:13.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IPP week 6, day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hmmm... so fast its the 6th week of my attachement in JTC.. Lookin back, wonder how I spent my time in the past... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Feelin rather lost recently and I guess its just not my month.. the bruises on my knees have yet to recover... Hope they will "get well soon"! haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thurs is my company's farewell dinner... so all will dine the nite out.. haha... heard it was a famous restaurant.. hmmm.. must wear nicer for tmrw le.. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Must apologise to jP and NiNi cos I can't come out to play... heehee.. next week kx? Looks a if I have a few appointments on hand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;KbOx with jP and NiNi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Movies with Nalph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;SHop with Teri &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Club with Teri and Ling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;More and more tuition (overloading)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Look for lost pL and hL (haha...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Depleting cash.. and my company hasn't gave me my fair share... hmmm... all cash outflows with too little cash inflows to cover... wonder how I'm gonna survive the next mth liao.. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Uploaded the "flickr" thingy... seems to be a trend in my friend's blog.. cos her friends has it and urge me to get 1.. So I uploaded the photos that I took with him during the trip... Wonder where is he now, has yet to reply my msg... guess he's busy again... haha.. guess I shall call him tonight and give him a surprise.. Wish me luckZ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*Going back to my retarded computer* --&gt; hey, "U" better upload my stuff or I will slap u for nt saving and closing my flash just now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&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/8172816-114301520079727757?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/114301520079727757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=114301520079727757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114301520079727757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114301520079727757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/03/ipp-week-6-day-4.html' title='IPP week 6, day 4'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-114278254050372001</id><published>2006-03-19T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T15:52:39.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ur reappearance makes me feel...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;On 19th of March 2006, 9:47:26 PM...A significant event happened...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I received his 1st msg after 2 yrs on my MSN..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;He doesn't make me have the speedy heart beats anymore, and I am quite surprised... Changed my nick to "I'm hurt" and it has caused much commotion... I want to thank those who pm me... was feelin low at that point in time but now I'm fine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I can't believe it when I saw the familiar email... Could it really be him? I wonder.. and just as I was abt to leave my seat, I made a quick replied. The same awakardness was still present but gradually as we talked, it was declining.. Told me he will be outta S'pore soon.. I felt a sudden heartache.. I wonder why do I feel so... Told Nalph abt his reappearance and he asked me not to think too much.. I guess I can't think much too... Even if I could, whatever thoughts I have will always be thoughts.. It will never come true.. Some things.. Some feelings will never return once its gone.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Rex joked abt my nick and told me he will bash up whoever bullys me.. I felt a sudden gulit somewhere in my heart.. Somehow I know I owe him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Saw Teri online during late noon... were discussing abt pills... more pills.. and more more pills... wonder wat wld be the end outcome of us.. but no worries, it's worth a try babe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;~ A secret shared btw us ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;IPP tmrw again... Gotta go slpx... Nitex diary...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-114278254050372001?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/114278254050372001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=114278254050372001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114278254050372001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114278254050372001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/03/ur-reappearance-makes-me-feel.html' title='Ur reappearance makes me feel...'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-114119972492881813</id><published>2006-03-01T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T15:56:44.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JB lookalike</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;From my office window, I can get a clear view of the buildings surrounding JTC... The opposite scene really looks like JB.. haha.. TeRi agrees with me but even if she don't I guess I know why, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I think I miss him&lt;/span&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/8172816-114119972492881813?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/114119972492881813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=114119972492881813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114119972492881813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114119972492881813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/03/jb-lookalike.html' title='JB lookalike'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-114111982972339022</id><published>2006-02-28T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T17:47:07.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5.21P.M.'s moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Am listening to Mya's fallen now.. haha... still working though I feel a little lazy to continue with my work.. finished the flash I was suppose to work on, but many changes are needed to be done.. I 've got a cartoon drawing book on hand now, so I decided to use flash to draw out pictures... and this is wat I did...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/1600/lady.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/1600/lady2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" height="230" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/320/lady2.jpg" width="168" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/1600/lady.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/320/lady.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forlorn lady, I love her eyes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A young girl and a fallen lady.. Broke the lines and twist and turn the lines to form weird shapes.. Initially, it was fun but soon after I get bored of it.. and then I created another similar girl that reflected how I felt at 1 point in time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/1600/lady3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" height="106" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/320/lady3.jpg" width="88" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is how I feel? Get it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lol... recently, i can't slp well at night.. starting to have werid nightmares even when I'm asleep on the train or bus, I will get to dream... of sth bad... Am I really so scare of that place? I haven't even been there, and I will be going there in like 1 week's time? I'm worried you can't beat that, but I'm really concerned abt safety and other stuff... like the avian flu? I wonder if there's any avian flu over at thailand now.. gotta surf the net later to check it out... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's 5.34pm now, I took like 10 mins off my usual working time to blog.. haha... how I hope this wld last till 6pm... I'm working real hard now but I dunno wat the hell is it for.. I guess I've gotta repay mum for my stewpid transportation fees.. it's really killing me.. + my hp bills and internet bills.. dammm.. wat a freaky 3 mth probation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Going to see my students later and I wonder do I always give them a hard time just b'cos its after work? Yest was a little scary for him to see me get so fiery, but it's for his own good... He's needs to be discipline and I'm teachin him how? haha.. anyway, I hope his presentation was acceptable and able to secure at least a pass... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Good luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Gonna see Lisa later, today will be another quick day... Can't wait to go hm and rest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pumping in songs into my mp3 now, be back to blog next time round.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-114111982972339022?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/114111982972339022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=114111982972339022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114111982972339022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114111982972339022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/02/521pms-moment.html' title='5.21P.M.&apos;s moment'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-114112061775139557</id><published>2006-02-24T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T17:56:57.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, Myself and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/1600/Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" height="154" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/320/Me.jpg" width="247" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me, Myself and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/8172816-114112061775139557?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/114112061775139557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=114112061775139557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114112061775139557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114112061775139557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/02/me-myself-and-i.html' title='Me, Myself and I'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-114033117040649378</id><published>2006-02-19T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T14:39:30.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage + i miss u guys</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mum suddenly pop out a strange question on marriage.. Hmmm, but maybe for now, I want it but in the near future, I might reject it. hahaha... Craps... Looking forward to the meeting with pL,hL,NiNi and Jp... but the quest is.. where's sP?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Still&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;misSin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; u&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;babes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-114033117040649378?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/114033117040649378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=114033117040649378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114033117040649378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114033117040649378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/02/marriage-i-miss-u-guys.html' title='Marriage + i miss u guys'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-114025140241213066</id><published>2006-02-18T16:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T16:30:02.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Problem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Guy never understand what Girls want...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But do Girls ever understand what Guys want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;If the both don't share the common goal, what's the point of being together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-114025140241213066?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/114025140241213066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=114025140241213066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114025140241213066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114025140241213066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/02/problem.html' title='Problem'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-114025124731755193</id><published>2006-02-18T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T16:27:27.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raining</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's raining now.. haha.. IPP's still alright if you were to ask.. Friendly people I'm working with.. Humerous boss and other colleugues.. What more can I ask?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Suddenly, I fell in love with this Korean Song called "I think I" from the drama "Full House" and decided to load it into my blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But I accidentally deleted the stupid script along with the song's url... So I had to browse thru my msn history chat's with Nalph cos he was the one who gave me the script.. haha... While browsing thru the chat history, found a sudden phrase tat says "Wanna ask u out tmrw, but also dunno where to go, sianz"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Didn't knew of such a date that was made avaliable to me.. haven't been out with him for quite long too.. but guess he wld be busy these few months due to the mishap that happened in sr'gn.. Poor guy, I think he's still suffering from emotional pros of his past... Cheer up dude, jia you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hmmm, initially I tot I wld have a lot of crap to update in my blog.. but it seems that nth much has happened in my life till now.. haha... I miss my frienz... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NiNi, JP, HL, PL, SP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;~~ I miss you! ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;!!Muackiez!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-114025124731755193?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/114025124731755193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=114025124731755193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114025124731755193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/114025124731755193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/02/raining.html' title='Raining'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-113946772629048835</id><published>2006-02-05T00:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T14:48:46.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IPP</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/1600/JTC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px" height="330" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/320/JTC.jpg" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- My Future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-113946772629048835?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/113946772629048835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=113946772629048835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/113946772629048835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/113946772629048835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/02/ipp.html' title='IPP'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-113906971049900856</id><published>2006-02-05T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T00:15:10.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-   S  T  R  E  S  S   -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-113906971049900856?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/113906971049900856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=113906971049900856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/113906971049900856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/113906971049900856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/02/stress.html' title='Stress'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-113880598598333270</id><published>2006-02-01T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T23:11:05.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/1600/phuket.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/320/phuket.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ... &lt;em&gt;Escape &lt;/em&gt;... -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ling called me this afternoon and told me how stress she was b'cos of her physics test... haha... rare calls.. definitely surprising... Have yet to complete studying finance and efma... really have to buck up le... hmmm... came online to check ms Chan's email and realised she was in sch today... lolx...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Suddenly... I'm in my dreamland again.. Checked my hotmail and realised how big the "CONFIRMED" booking was.. (wonder wat font size is it?) haha... Am really looking forward to my self-declared holiday... Whoops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surfed the web and decided to post a picture that will boost my studies...&lt;br /&gt;The best reward I'm looking for after my exams..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-113880598598333270?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/113880598598333270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=113880598598333270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/113880598598333270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/113880598598333270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/02/dream-holiday.html' title='Dream Holiday'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-113861384940623411</id><published>2006-01-30T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T17:37:29.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The skies are yours when you're in love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/1600/love.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/320/love.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/1600/love.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A simple e-mail, a simple game...&lt;br /&gt; Yet a heart warming message conveyed that brightens my day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The skies are yours when you're in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--I Promise--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--I'll be with you for all my life--&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-113861384940623411?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/113861384940623411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=113861384940623411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/113861384940623411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/113861384940623411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/01/skies-are-yours-when-youre-in-love.html' title='The skies are yours when you&apos;re in love'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-113861091703248218</id><published>2006-01-30T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T16:48:37.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preference</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/1600/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/320/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;'s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;SuNsHiNe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;'s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/strong&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/8172816-113861091703248218?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/113861091703248218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=113861091703248218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/113861091703248218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/113861091703248218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/01/preference.html' title='Preference'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-113860633286336358</id><published>2006-01-30T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T15:32:12.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year New Beginning?</title><content type='html'>I don't know why I'm so into this song "super women" by gary and it made me repeat a hundered times on my mp3.. even when I'm taking a nap, I must listen to it.. Getting a hang on it hur hur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for tuition today and saw the mahjong players.. looks werid to me though.. parents not the least concern of their precious studying, yet playing mahjong and gambling their time away...&lt;br /&gt;Dad's teaching my little sweet cutie pie cousin of 4 gambling? No way... he's merely telling her what tiles to discard and she does so w/o understanding the logic.. The male cousins are a little different.. tried their very best to understand the differences with discarding this tile and that tile... remembering every move my uncle made.. In the end, they figured out that no matter what tiles they get, they still lose to the sweet cutie pie of 4... Uncle's discarding the bamboo for a purpose.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's tuition was as usual... Just that I'm super fed-up with things undone... hmmm... getting restless nowadays.. suddenly, I don't know how to study... and all of a sudden, I'm "blank"..&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, this year seems unusally werid, and I predicted that the exam questions are just as werid... I finally realised that I don't like to be alone at home... After tuition, when I reached home... Took my keys out and open the door... I realised I had to turn the keylock a few times before I could enter... This spells that both my parents are not at hm.. At that point in time, I felt upset... Was listening to a sad song in my mp3 ancd the starting of the piano tune as I enter the house makes me feel so... Lonely and unwanted... I tot of the kitten that I saw just the other day at marina... it looked very sad... very very sad... I felt like taking it hm... but who know's I could have caused her more harm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in the position of the kitten, I guess I wldn't want June to take me home... I've caused enuff deaths just to update my sins.... And i can't imagine that toopid bitch has 2 dogs... that I don't think she even takes care of... I pity her dogs and her husband... He's a decent fine man who's married a ... "thing"... can't term anything worse than that... all she does is to waste $$ on unrelated and wasteful stuff.. I didn't greet her during new yr and I guess we are both invisible to each other... lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally!!! At 3.20P.M. Both my parents are back home!! Yeah!! I'm not alone!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-113860633286336358?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/113860633286336358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=113860633286336358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/113860633286336358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/113860633286336358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-year-new-beginning.html' title='New Year New Beginning?'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-113830020005680741</id><published>2006-01-27T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T03:06:36.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/1600/Image015.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3556/541/320/Image015.0.jpg" width="315" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;**I'm gazing at this photo right now... Wonder why is it that I like it so much... Whenever I miss him, I will just open the file and gaze at the photo for a few mintues... and start to daydream... When will my honeymoon come...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want you by my side..//&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-------------------- Story II -----------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Sometimes, it's not what you do that frustrates me.. It's just me... Girls get moody sometimes I know you will understand.. I feel werid not talking to you too.. How can close friends get separated for such small matters overnight? When you called, I'm happy though it feels werid to receive a call of apology when there's nothing that you did that you should apologise. What I need is not an apology, what I need is care and concern? Sometimes, I think I'm just dumb.// I know its not your fault but I refuse to talk to you b'cos I just don't feel like it. Serious attitude.. but mood swings, can they be controlled? Did I really mind staying there alone? I thought that was what I wanted? and in the end, what position was I suppose to be angry about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I'm having problems with my family members especially me dad.. He's a hard nut to crack, guess that's what that contributes to my annoyance. I do not know what to say to you or anybody anymore. I wonder if I have changed.. Even if i have changed, I want to changed for the better. Sometimes I like you, but sometimes I hate you. I guess I never learnt to appreciate you in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Now, I want to let every single one of you know that... I cherish you//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;How the hell do I have time for blogging!! Not doing B.L's tutorial again.. can't be bothered sometimes.. dunno what's it gonna be like during examination.. mugging for her paper seems... weird.. I have never placed her subject as my top priority. Never believed we cld be so pissed off by each other so badly// but who the hell cares!? I don't give a damm abt her.. If she's gonna make me stay for another yr, I can't deny the fact that I'm a incompetent student to her hur hur... I can't believe my friend loves her teachings.. Seriously, June Yong, have you ever tried to understand her teachings in the 1st place? Maybe I shld go flip my notes and start understanding instead of blogging my grumbles..\\ Blogging kills you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-113830020005680741?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/113830020005680741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=113830020005680741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/113830020005680741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/113830020005680741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2006/01/confusion.html' title='Confusion'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-112735047302872589</id><published>2005-09-22T08:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T08:54:33.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I manage to get a few friends to purchase the chicken pie for personal selling... hmmm... Ling and Hui are chatting behind me.. CT is sulking beside me... aiyo.. cheer up gurl! den she claims that she is surfing the net.. oh ya.. the personal grooming and ettique session yesterday was.. "enriching"? hmmm.. especially during the disscusion part, erm... everyone was "participative"? haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Tuition yest was alright.. Kinda feeling stress cos Lz is having his exams soon! Given him a load of homework, hope he's able to finish them on time! JIa Youz! Heard dat Win, Hl dat all are going to Chomp SRG on mon to EatZ... CT blasting music beside me now.. haha.. will stop here for now.. =)&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/8172816-112735047302872589?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/112735047302872589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=112735047302872589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/112735047302872589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/112735047302872589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/09/chicken-pie.html' title='Chicken Pie'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-112686190832980665</id><published>2005-09-16T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T17:11:48.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Blue?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Today's Friday! there was a sharing session and my presentation today wasn't good... haha... I was too script reading! I always have this problem of not maintaining eye contact... hmmm.. hope I will change for the better in year 3!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hmmm.. got a pleasant surprise last nite... my com didn't die on me and manage to survive! Hmmm... I surf the friendster and saw his friendster... there was a photo of me inside~ haha... am happy... dad and mum quarrel again... I really do hope they have a blissful marriage!&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/8172816-112686190832980665?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/112686190832980665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=112686190832980665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/112686190832980665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/112686190832980665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/09/friday-blue.html' title='Friday Blue?'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-112658381243677593</id><published>2005-09-13T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T17:32:18.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lates`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm late again today... My attendance is killing me.. sooner or later... I don't want my grades to be affected by my lateness like wat happened in my first stopover! It seems like the more early I slp, the later I wake up! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss ___ but I don't wanna express it... I can't seem to get it out of my mind.. not feeling miserably dreadful but I guess at times I just can't get myself together.. shattered.. I'm starting to miss somebody who isn't there a yr ago... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wonder how is he... I don't pray for his well-being but I know he will live way better than I do.. He deserves it, but I don't blame myself... saw the cards in the drawer again.. can't help thinking... I feel ____??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Raining heavily yesterday night... and I ran through the rain cos' there was no shelter... was late reaching sHa's place... She still cldn't get the "s" subjects... but she's improving... so much that I'm happy for her.. Was suppose to meet J yest but I cldn't make it... was tired too... can't get much out of it anyway... but I wonder if he bought my "After Eight".. Am craving for it! hmmm... guess I might see him this wed.. well, it still depends if we are both free...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why does it so happen that things don't turn out to be what I wanted? too demanding again? Gosh... dat word.. I'm kinda detesting it...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Demanding is a request not a standard...&lt;/span&gt;&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/8172816-112658381243677593?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/112658381243677593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=112658381243677593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/112658381243677593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/112658381243677593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/09/lates.html' title='Lates`'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-112649935004982297</id><published>2005-09-12T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T12:29:10.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>June's back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hello people! June's back! hmmm... great news... a graduate just got a job within the "student placement job placement"! haha... congrats to her... hmmm... you must be wondering wat I'm talking abt.. well... currently, am still in my TEP training *(rem that 1/2 yr in-house attachment thingy?) and am in my third (= last) stopover.. attached to student job placement... haha... serves like an recruitment agency... sounds fun hur? haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Was over at grandpa's place yest nite... It was his birthday... I'm termed unfillal cos till now I still don't know his age? hmmm... It was rather sad to see him cos he looks weak... I can seem to understand why is it that though there's a big crowd celebrating birthday with u, but u still seem to be so alone... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;He was there with all his daugthers and sons... his daugther-in-laws and son-in-laws... he is almst a happy man to have all of his grandchildren assembled there if it's not for the "O" level prelims.. last 2 yrs it was me and now it's my cousins' turn... Many many pple were present... But I can see how sad and lonely he is... sitting at a corner... watchin pple coming in and wishing him happy birthday.. recieving red ang baos and left alone at that corner.. occassionally, my uncles and aunties wld go over and pick his favourite food for him to eat... But I guess he didn't eat much during the buffet... He drank a bit of wine... It was bitter... I could see the look in his eyes.. I felt it for I drank some too... Burning sensation.. It was undescrible.. I wasn't drunk by then but I see him with rosy red cheeks and sitting there resting with his eyes closed... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;From that moment onwards, I knew I loved him... I would never bear to leave him... I must not let our uncommuntable language get in the way... I want to let him know there's still someone who truely cares and loves him dearly...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&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/8172816-112649935004982297?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/112649935004982297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=112649935004982297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/112649935004982297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/112649935004982297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/09/junes-back.html' title='June&apos;s back!'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-112148902270749619</id><published>2005-07-16T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T12:43:42.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;FInally... I have found time to blog... Lz's mum wants me to postpone tuition till tmrw... together with sasa... hmmm.... so I'm a little free this afternoon... lolx.. my e-resume still not completed.. wonder wat I'm gonna do... have to speed things up now... TAng project shld be almost done.. still waiting for the client's approval... all thanks to teri, jess, beck and hui (x2) for doing the drawings! Ur efforts were tremedously helpful! haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Well... another week passed by just like that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Fri nite went for supper with "okasan"... hee hee... and wat a coincidence.. saw clarie and john' as well... ate together... was rather a funny supper... or dinner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;haha.. well... discussed a little on beckham at sch and also tuition matters... and a little on insurance as well...? haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;I miss yan yan, ping ping and yi yi.. haiz... they are not free when I'm free.. I'm not free when they are free... haha... but I will find a chance to meet up with them! haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Still haven't got a chance to lunch with ah Ru! haiz.. all my fault... too biz with sch stuff...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Now the trivial pursuit's got me a big headache... class participation... lolx.. everyone's busy with tEp.. who has time to do the questionaire... still must collect a dollar for refreshments for the mkgt seminar... lolx.. omg...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;CAn I go for a break / hoLiday? lolx...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-112148902270749619?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/112148902270749619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=112148902270749619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/112148902270749619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/112148902270749619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/07/finally.html' title='Finally!!'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-112117224181738460</id><published>2005-07-12T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T20:44:01.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up and Going strong!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hey pple... sorry for not blogging for so long... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Times really flies... it's already week 4 of my 2nd stopover in ELDC... Gonna claim my block leave on week 7 hopefully... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Got back my 1st stopover results... hmmm... not too bad.. though I recieved sacarstic remarks on my performance.. guess that means improvement? thouugh so.. I finally can understand how hG feels after his grades were released.. I understand the kind of disappointment when u noe u put in all the efforts and get so unappreciated whereas others who u seemed may not have put in as much effort as you did get all the good stuffs.. well, I have to agree &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;life is NEVER fair&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... but however, that does not mean I will give up... after this lesson, it makes me strive harder for the next test... failures are the only way to growing I guess... haha...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moreover, blaming myself leading a bad life doesn't resolve e problem!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But seriously though I do not really understand what is it in his element that I do not have to cause a grade lower, but I understand that there is bound to be some special thing about him that I ought to learn.. I will be clarifying things with him... find out my mistakes that caused me the grades so I would not repeat it again... Guess at this point of time u might think I'm digging on my wound... but this is similar to having a glass stuck in my wound... Unless I remove it then will I head for the road to recovery... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God bless...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;May I be up and going strong once more! =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;**wanna noe my grade?? ask me :lah:... hee hee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-112117224181738460?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/112117224181738460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=112117224181738460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/112117224181738460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/112117224181738460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/07/up-and-going-strong.html' title='Up and Going strong!'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-111888575228590343</id><published>2005-06-16T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T09:35:52.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16th June 2005</title><content type='html'>Today's the second last day of my stopover the Business Development team... I will miss everyone in the team... Love ya people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-111888575228590343?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/111888575228590343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=111888575228590343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111888575228590343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111888575228590343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/06/16th-june-2005.html' title='16th June 2005'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-111875039938807385</id><published>2005-06-14T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T19:59:59.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Initiative</title><content type='html'>I will never forget his last words b4 he left me stranded alone... Take initiative, good things don't always come along.. Be the one who live without regrets &amp; grab any &amp;amp; every opportunity that comes by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the nightmare last nite, I was feeling uneasy for the whole morning...&lt;br /&gt;This morning was the briefing for ELDC (stopover B)... I voluteered to be the adminstrator.. Was very worried at first... but I was really tempted b'cos of the "reducing of workload by 1/2".. Though that means less learning opportunites and more admin duties...&lt;br /&gt;Saw the ELDC environment, guess it would help to gain essential e skills when one's out in the real working environment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I'm drifting further away from my peers... my click of 6 gurls.. Don't get to see them often... and even if I do, it' only hi and bye? Don't get to go home with pL and aDe le.. dUnno where they are also... haha.. guess they are also busy with their work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been busy with projects and ICAs... Tmrw's the presentation, hopefully all things turn well... I'm looking forward to the day of my chalet with him... Nothing else's on my mind... Don't wanna think of how "TC" wanted positive results out of the survey when it's the other way round...&lt;br /&gt;Can't imagine wat would happen tmrw after the "clarification"... A major blunder...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-111875039938807385?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/111875039938807385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=111875039938807385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111875039938807385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111875039938807385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/06/initiative.html' title='Initiative'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-111743014698126274</id><published>2005-05-29T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T13:15:46.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALcohOlic</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Was sleeping soundly until a sudden &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;headache&lt;/span&gt; woke me up... though I didn't get the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kick&lt;/span&gt; feeling but I got &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;dryness&lt;/span&gt; in my mouth instead... haha... however the case, drinking alcohol shouldn't be fast, it should be nice and slow... hmmm, will try to get the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;"kick"&lt;/span&gt; next time... but hopefully I wouldn't get drunk!&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/8172816-111743014698126274?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/111743014698126274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=111743014698126274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111743014698126274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111743014698126274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/05/alcoholic.html' title='ALcohOlic'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-111742935718315254</id><published>2005-05-27T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T13:16:16.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madagascar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Went to watch &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Madagascar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;with Him... haha... surprisingly.. the average audiences weren't kids... they were adults instead... I guess nowadays, apart from the busy schedule of working adults, they want to turn back time and enjoy their lovely childhood too... haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;But seriously speaking, the animation of the making of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Madagascar&lt;/span&gt; is fabulous! Especially the penguins and the other animals... they look so real and adorable! The storyline ain't much, the moral's about friendship and trust... well, other then wanting to catch a cartoon, I wanted to grasp Ben Stiller's acts... haha... any show with him in it is a must watch! haha... moreover, accompanied with those funny characters it was all worthwhile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Went for dinner at Marina South b4 going for the movie at 9.20pm... hee... went to the opposite side (Esplanade) to catch a glimpse of the "&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Moving" target="_blank"&gt;moving&lt;/a&gt; food centre" - Glutton Square! haha... and then came the melodious voice of "Sheng Wei Jun" and another beautiful girl (dunno her name lah) singing the song - &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Tonight I Celebrate my Love&lt;/span&gt;.. haha... very nice...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Almost forgotten abt my movie if it's not for his kind reminder..! Race him up the flight of stairs... Guess who wOn? haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Went over to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;East Coast&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and ate the long lost "&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;p&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;dd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;po&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt; i&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; c&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;"! (you know,&lt;/span&gt; the one with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;w &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;colours...) haha... tasty! haha... singing singing singing is all we did there... haha...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;At least he could catch a fade memory of &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;JJ Lin&lt;/span&gt;'s "&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Yi Qian Nian Yi Hou&lt;/span&gt;" lyrics... haha!&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/8172816-111742935718315254?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/111742935718315254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=111742935718315254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111742935718315254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111742935718315254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/05/madagascar.html' title='Madagascar!'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-111712491739649748</id><published>2005-05-26T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T00:28:37.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If only...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hmmm... have been a busy week I would say... after the OPSS project...  we've got the health supplement reports to submit.. not forgetting the resubmission of the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;"happy face"&lt;/span&gt; report... (BD students wld understand, esp &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MaI&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;right?) haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Recieved&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; his&lt;/span&gt; msg just now... at 8pm... haiz.. if only I had taken my bath earlier... I would be able to dine with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;.. hee hee.. just an urge to see &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;him &lt;/span&gt;though we met up a few days ago... hmmm... Wonder how's the piercing now... hope he's alright! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SMsed pple to remind them of the marketing seminar... hmmm... think can use the blog to &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;advertise&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; lah...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;Marketing Seminar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Date: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8th June 05&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Veune: LTC 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Time: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 to 5 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dressing Code: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Formal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* To those on block leave, please do come back to attend the seminar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Please pay &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;$1.50&lt;/span&gt; for the refreshments!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Don't ask me why I resort to this method.. but I do hope by chance if anyone sees this, they can take note of the seminar.. Moreover, if anyone's absent, will be deducted from the TEP thingy... haiz.. dunno why the CA liddat de... but anyway, divert this topic lah... think of it... after 5 pm, go for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Great Singapore Sale!&lt;/span&gt; haha... dunno whether still on by then... heehee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hmmm... tmrw's friday.. the movie "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Madagascar&lt;/span&gt;" will be out.. went home with AdE today.. but she says she might be wathcing it a week from now or so but definitely not tmrw.. haha... But I'm still keen on watching with that special someone... haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Getting weird these few days... more couples appearing infront of my sight, even when I get down to serious business, it still distracts me.. Sighz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;mi&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; S&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ow&lt;/span&gt;...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-111712491739649748?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/111712491739649748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=111712491739649748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111712491739649748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111712491739649748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/05/if-only.html' title='If only...'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-111657926173727955</id><published>2005-05-20T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T16:54:21.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upset...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I understand that not everyone is perfect... But I really don't know why I felt so depressed after seeing the sms... I felt so.. intimidated? I just feel lousy... I finally am able to feel how he felt of the betrayal... What was I doing? Was I out of my mind? or Was I just plain ignorant... I shouldn't have blamed him no more...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Saw things I shouldn't yesterday nite... I kept it so deep in the drawer... and yet... I dug it out to review? I do not miss him I told myself... but... werid thoughts came to my mind like gushing blood flowing out of a deep wound... I'm hurt.. He's hurt.. We're both hurt... I guess he don't remember me anymore... He would have been out of the world, and seeing me will be the last thing in his mind... I'm getting more and more conscious of myself each day, but I do not know what I'm living for... No way was my tears flowing again, it's not worth it I know.. and it seems like its always my friends who are there for me? Things aren't the same as before...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;To pL, aH nIe, jP, sP, hL... I love you guys.. Nothing matters more than having you guys around!&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/8172816-111657926173727955?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/111657926173727955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=111657926173727955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111657926173727955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111657926173727955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/05/upset.html' title='Upset...'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-111647421400200409</id><published>2005-05-19T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T11:47:31.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Group photo of BD!</title><content type='html'>The photos uploaded today... my friends and I in &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Business" target="_blank"&gt;Business&lt;/a&gt; development stopover...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2005-1/235074/Myfriends.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-111647421400200409?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/111647421400200409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=111647421400200409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111647421400200409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111647421400200409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/05/group-photo-of-bd.html' title='Group photo of BD!'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-111631351349261955</id><published>2005-05-15T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T15:46:07.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>England's Jersey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Tried the toopid USB port till 3am last nite...my com could detect the hardware.. but somehow it can't be used! haha... omg.. waste $$ again... must ask hL if she knows abt this anot... haha... but anyway... will be out later with dearie later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Went to queensway today... long lost history planet... haha... nah... just felt happy that I was back to this old place that seems to have changed alot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Oh well.. Nothing remains the same forever and moreover, the changes were made for the better! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;The crazy idea of buying the same jersey stuck our minds again! hey.. mind you, GrEat minds think alike okay! haha.... We went over to a few shops to check out the prices for the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;England jersey&lt;/span&gt;... haha... it's white in colour and has a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red cross &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;over &lt;/span&gt;on the right shoulder.. unqiue... cos only 1 side of it has... haha....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The sign! -&gt; &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Credit" target="_blank"&gt;CredIt&lt;/a&gt;s to him!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2005-1/235074/Thesign.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The funniest yet the sweetest was to immediately changed into the jersey after buying it... hehe...not gonna tell the price though... it's confidential... =pPp &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Went to Tiong Bahru market place to eat.. the food was great! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Starting fromt the left, fried guo tian witn clams, Fried oyster &amp; Laksa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2005-1/235074/Food1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Upclose of fried guo tian with clams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2005-1/235074/Food2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Upclose of Laksa... I lifted the spoon when he wasn't around... hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2005-1/235074/Food3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The one I Love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But he acting cool lah... why do guys find it so difficult to smile? If you can answer this question, tag me at my taggy board! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2005-1/235074/himeditedNEW.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friends says I bai jia zi.. haha...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Am not k..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=" http://home.ripway.com/2005-1/235074/MeNEW.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;After dining, we went over to Tiong Bahru plaza... where he was once again stuck in the 1 way route! haha... took a few photos there... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;This is me and him.. Us... Simply can't resist his smile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Loves is him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2005-1/235074/use2ditedNEW.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Okay... I'll have to say one last time.. but the above one looks better because he smiled! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And then we headed home... with the jersey! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2005-1/235074/useditedNEW.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-111631351349261955?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/111631351349261955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=111631351349261955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111631351349261955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111631351349261955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/05/englands-jersey.html' title='England&apos;s Jersey!'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-111631134731668559</id><published>2005-05-14T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T15:13:09.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>East coast dining!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Went to SIm LIm square with dear... Bought the USB port for my com.. haha... but like cannot use... lol... Bought a CD-RW to copy songs too.. haha... in the end... he bought 5 pieces and ask me to copy songs for him too! lol!&lt;br /&gt;haha... Went over to East coast to dine... hmmm... the competition between 9.15 and 9.20 upon reaching the carpark + finding a slot.. he still lose to me.. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;Haven't though of anyway to "punish" him yet.. but I guess the punishment will be a light one... haha... like? a peck on the cheeks? nah... tai pian yi ta le lah... haha! =pPp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEfore&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2005-1/235074/Food2Edited.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;AFter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2005-1/235074/Food1edited.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;He didn't stay long with me.. rode home as the skies were turning red... it was raining soon.. he got drenched a little.. poor thing... =)&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/8172816-111631134731668559?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/111631134731668559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=111631134731668559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111631134731668559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111631134731668559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/05/east-coast-dining.html' title='East coast dining!'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-111588723750178703</id><published>2005-05-12T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T16:40:37.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More assignments!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Can't believe it... Is he bearing a grude against team B? gave us an additional assignment again... then still must change the content of the report... Out of the 16 pag report, he was only satisfied with a small paragraph of not more than like 3 sentences? haha... he's really boring... and demanding...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;PL's sick today... took an mc... lunched out at the usual HDB with Jp and Winnie... haha... managed to log in to msn and chat with a few pple... haha... attended a lecture in the morning and it was rather boring.. can't seem to focus on the business process... too much to absorb.. can't take it anymore... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;While struggling with work, others can be so free... It seems contridicting at times when we get so busy and slack of the times to be freed from work... Today's gonna be boring? haha... wonder if anyone tag me today...&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/8172816-111588723750178703?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/111588723750178703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=111588723750178703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111588723750178703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111588723750178703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/05/more-assignments.html' title='More assignments!'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-111582820860436706</id><published>2005-05-11T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T00:16:48.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 1st visit to e SRSCO alumni!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Loong msg me in the early afternoon, reminding me about the alumni practise at 7pm at PKS... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Tot it was kinda boring, but still went with him in the end... met up at Bishan at 6.15, and grab Old Chang Kee quick bites 4 dinner... haha...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;It was kinda useful learning the about the western and chinese harmony...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;In the western harmony, there are 7 scales: 1) Ionian&lt;br /&gt;                                                                              2) Dorian&lt;br /&gt;                                                                              3) Phrygian&lt;br /&gt;                                                                              4) Lydian&lt;br /&gt;                                                                              5) Mixolydian&lt;br /&gt;                                                                              6) Aeolian&lt;br /&gt;                                                                              7) Locrian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;In the chinese harmony, they have the Gong, Shang, Jue, Zhi and Yu. Each of them consists of 3 other different scales..  Also learnt about Major, Mior and diminished triad... I still love CO as b4... was happy to see my friends and learn about their acheivements in CO..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;her attitude towards me changed? better? I'm ain't too sure... but at least she gets me a little more involved now, and speaks to me in the eye...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Stewpidd Chan complained about my dressing today though everybody claim it was perfectly alright...? Just because the shirt is a little shorter and the belly was visible, he advise the others not to dress like me...! Maybe he don't understand the trends? oH well, the flip side is, if I were in his shoes, I wouldn't want my BD students to dress like that too.... Alright, it's my fault again den...  x_X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Didn't go home with my darlings, PL &amp; Ade today... dunno whether they got miss me anot... haha... all 3 of us dress in black and jeans... haha... how coincidence things can be at times..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Signed up for the Paris trip for 1 month to be exempt from BI module in yr 3... sure cannot get in one... but I want to treat the interview as a learning experience for me.. so just left my name on the list for fun, Ash left his too.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Having constipation recently I guess.. Want to stay at home throughout this weekend!! If only I can ask him to come over and accompany me, I wouldn't be that bored...? haha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;M Lim told me to juggle between CCA and school... he seems shock to know I'm not in CO anymore.. as in I nv joined nyp co... haha... I was shocked by my own actions too.. I loved CO so much... How could I possibly given up so much in just 1/2 a year... Peharps I've changed...? I didn't realise it myself... haha... &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;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hopefully, for the ones I love, I will remain the same &amp; stay this way for always....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-111582820860436706?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/111582820860436706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=111582820860436706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111582820860436706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111582820860436706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-1st-visit-to-e-srsco-alumni.html' title='My 1st visit to e SRSCO alumni!'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-111562414021330722</id><published>2005-05-09T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T15:39:52.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kingdom of Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;"A women has 2 sides, 1 for which she wears for the world, and 1 for which she wears in private."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Watched Kingdom of Heaven yesterday... he complained it was kinda boring.. very few of erotic scenes, more of violence and wars... haha... If only I knew about the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;history of "Jerusalem", I might be able to grasp hold of the story plot better...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Went for apple strudel at bugis... I ate e strawberry 1 and he ate the original... Wasn't able to stay around with me for long due to some "emergency business"... Haha... My shoe strap snapped in the middle of the journey home too.. haha.. It was so Embarassing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Receieved a call from Winni... what else beats receiving a friendly caring call from that special friend? haha... tiring beatful day.. wasn't able to adapt to the real working life and I'm looking for a job? It's not like me anymore... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-111562414021330722?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/111562414021330722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=111562414021330722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111562414021330722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111562414021330722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/05/kingdom-of-heaven.html' title='Kingdom of Heaven'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-111546495754261942</id><published>2005-05-05T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T15:39:21.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bugis with PL, Winnie &amp; JP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What a day... though it was frustrating... but an outting to bugis with my kakis will sure make it right! haha.... what cld beat being around with my clicks... simply love them...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Went to eat at the hawker behind bugis street... haha... ate bak kuet teh with Winnie and JP bought a chicken rice for $2.80! lolx... haha//...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmmm... the papaya milk dessert was "nourishing'!! heehee... lol.. that's if u know what it's all abt!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Bugis street didn't change much though... went ard to shop shop... and PL went to buy a mickey mouse Tee... so cute!! haha... me and Winnie bought a pair of jeans each... hmm... looks like Levi's type 1 jeans... hee hee... wearing on mon... hmmm... but the jeans' a bit long 4 me nah... tian arh... am I too short? maybe having ade's height wld be nice? haha... omg...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Poor JP didn't get to buy her dream sandles... but no worries... cos PL's ready for the next shopping event at orchard.. haha///!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Went home with PL by taking a train.. and saw a faded "MSC" guy.. haha... lol... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I just realised how much my kakis mean to me... b'cos when I get hm, though I'm tired... my mind's still revolving thru the streets and shops that we pass by.... the laughter's we shared... the fun we had... friends cld really cover that everything u had always wanted in life... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I appreciate them alot... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;To Winnie, PL, JP, HL, SP &amp;amp; many others who cares... I Love you all so very much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-111546495754261942?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/111546495754261942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=111546495754261942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111546495754261942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111546495754261942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/05/bugis-with-pl-winnie-jp.html' title='Bugis with PL, Winnie &amp; JP!'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-111546382070878678</id><published>2005-05-04T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T15:38:58.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outting with Yan &amp; Ping!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A call that changed the whole moody day into somehow bright and cheery though it was only a few hrs... I'm so happy to be out with yan and Ping again.. they had gotten thir leaves on that day... dine at sakura and went shopping... Yan came up with an idea that is... to buy that each of us cld wear to remember each other... and in the end... we bought an identical ring each... I will treasure it... and treasure them too...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Met up with a stewpid pervert asking to be friends... worse still.. he actually followed us and wanted to exchange contact no.! haha... what a werid man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;But wasn't really affected by him... He's just another joke of my life.... haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love ya babes! Loves yan &amp;amp; Ping/// my bao beiZ...&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/8172816-111546382070878678?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/111546382070878678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=111546382070878678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111546382070878678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111546382070878678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/05/outting-with-yan-ping.html' title='Outting with Yan &amp; Ping!'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-111375896443652038</id><published>2005-04-18T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T01:31:50.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seoul Garden with May &amp; CK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Was late when I'm suppose to meet CK and May at 6.30pm at bugis station.. This lateness cause me to meet up with my senior MJ, managed to exchange contacts with him, as he tries to compromise to help out in the alumni.. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hmmmm... Copying my tai chi "&lt;em&gt;Mei Ren Wen Ni Yi Jian&lt;/em&gt;"... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;meaning "&lt;em&gt;Nobody ask for your comment&lt;/em&gt;" haha//.. was suppose to go for &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=movies" target="_blank"&gt;movies&lt;/a&gt; today "Guess Who" but I suggest to go eat.. and we all ended up eating in seoul garden. CK's 1st time devoted to May and Me.. lol.. haha... anyway, we all had a fun time eating and chatting.. Just imagine... from 7.30 to 9.45... lol... more den 2 hrs... haha.. all e food cravings... costs $25/person... shitty... $75++ altogether.. haha//.. still got K-box tmrw.. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Was hopping to see him today.. because it was such a coincidence that we were both heading to the same destination - Bugis. How I wish I had board the train earlier, then I'll be able to see him... But I still didn't get to see him in the end... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It turn out that he went somewhere else with his friends.. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Weird... I never get sick and tired of seeing him.. =) I hope he doesn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;CK called to check if I'm home.. haha.. so sweet of him rite! haha//.. nah.. he literally belongs to some1 else.. haha.. called to tell me his "xin shi".. poor guy.. hope he'll be so much appreciated! Jia you CK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Tmrw's starting of "doom's day" = TEP for long.. haha... wonder how am I going to survive this long weekday with my monthly problem.. hates...!! &gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Mood: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Feeling &lt;em&gt;Unappreciated&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hopes: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;To be more &lt;em&gt;appreciated&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-111375896443652038?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/111375896443652038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=111375896443652038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111375896443652038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111375896443652038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/04/seoul-garden-with-may-ck.html' title='Seoul Garden with May &amp; CK'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-111338969166272003</id><published>2005-04-13T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T19:04:56.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's gonna be hard?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;TEP orientation... was kinda sucky.. our group was the last to leave... cause we have to attend some kinda' CRM (customer rltnp test)... I don't quite like that Mr Chan (who supervises us).. both of us have bad impression abt each other anyway. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My 1st stopover's bd.. "Business Development".. ain't really sure of the objectives of it... I just can't wait for TEP to end... haha... I'm not in reality I guess.. I'm still not into working with teams? well.. guess that's the truth. 4 out of the total 6 people are from my lecture grp.. pple's Ash, YW &amp;amp; YM.. I dunno whether I will be able to adapt.. it still doesn't appeal to be fun and interesting to me... for at least, only the 24 pts of GPA is captivating//! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Still having hols now.. and we'll officially start "working" as nyp "slaves" from 8.30 to 6.. but there will be shifts, so it wldn't be that bad I hope..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I guess majority's unhappy to where they are posted to as they will all be separated from their peers and clicks. But this is a must, as in the future, we'll all be working in separate firms, leading separate lives...? haha... but luckily as the last stopover will be a choice of one's own. =)&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/8172816-111338969166272003?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/111338969166272003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=111338969166272003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111338969166272003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111338969166272003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/04/lifes-gonna-be-hard.html' title='Life&apos;s gonna be hard?'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-111304241582679619</id><published>2005-04-09T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T18:29:39.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OuCh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Dunno wat to say... Got a blister on my leg.. very painful... sobz...&lt;br /&gt;den got so scared after watching midnight show "Samara".. Storyline's similar to "The Ring"... wldn't highly recommend it.. but if u'r keen on having a great scare, you might feel like watching it... haha... lol...&lt;br /&gt;Wind was pretty strong yest. nite... kinda scary when u see the tall trees get so shaky as if it will fall at any moment in time...&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't really slp well last nite... it was a painful and scary nite for me...&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/8172816-111304241582679619?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/111304241582679619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=111304241582679619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111304241582679619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111304241582679619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/04/ouch.html' title='OuCh!'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-111279468884505019</id><published>2005-04-06T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T21:38:08.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All's Well!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I got back my results le... Am happy with it! well... the best thing is when I viewed a few blogs from my class, all are happy with their results! That's the best news! Am happy that the whole class, everyone did well! That means no supp paper!! This is the best news I've recieved so far... but it's kinda sad... cos hols are ending soon... and TEP's coming ... on next tues 12th April 05.. must wake up at 8.15am somemore... it must be that alot of pple are registering for it...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Dar says that TEP is one of the best times out of the 3 yrs spent in Poly life.. Am I going to enjoy it? Will I be able to adapt? Wonder wat kinda pple will I be working with? will things be as bad as I view it? Am I hopping for the worse? haha.. Dar says I think too much... must learn to relax...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Esplanade&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;em&gt;If everybody thinks the same, then no one's thinking//&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will nv forget how he taught me to decode this phrase.. lol...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Gal` is looking for waitress job.. she said she found one at serangoon chomp 2.. ask me accp her go and see see look look... Ling warns that the place there not very safe.. say better dun go... but I've agreed to Gal'//.. going with her tmrw... haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;kk... must go ahead to prepare dar's surprise this fri.. hopefully he's meeting me this fri... lol.. maybe he's going for pool with his friends... haha... nah.. dun think too much... wat will be will be... mum's happy with my results... wonder wat's my reward.. guess this time round shld be me bringing mum out for lunch... hee... daddy mei you fen arhz//! haha... =)&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/8172816-111279468884505019?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/111279468884505019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=111279468884505019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111279468884505019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111279468884505019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/04/alls-well.html' title='All&apos;s Well!'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-111182742960469023</id><published>2005-03-26T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T16:57:09.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Congenality 2 - Armed and Fabulous</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Caught &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Miss Congenality 2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;with him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Pondering over great limits...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hears nothing but the truth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Becky  (''v'')  June&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;East Coast, 26 march 2005, 3.15am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-111182742960469023?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/111182742960469023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=111182742960469023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111182742960469023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111182742960469023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/03/miss-congenality-2-armed-and-fabulous.html' title='Miss Congenality 2 - Armed and Fabulous'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-111148327417063855</id><published>2005-03-22T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T17:21:14.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Final Decision!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A final conclusion came to mind! haha... I couldn't really compile to working 12 hrs in a factory.. hmmm... the work was from 8am to 8pm... quite tiring... well.. but the pay shld be quite good.. Hope "NiNi" and "pL" are working well! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Took up the tuition at Yishun... wow.. I must say nowadays the Primary school syllabus have really changed alot... Band 1 used to be &gt;75.. but now is &gt;85..! omg... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"Candi" &amp; "keN" are really dilligent students! It would really be a pleasure to teach them! hmmm... they take their initiative to do their own work and do self revision! If only all students were like them//...? haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;What I'm most impressed with is "kEn's" English! A P.4 with close to Sec 1's eng standard! I guess his previous tuition teacher is a very good 1!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Candi reflects me when I was young&gt;! hated maths and science.. loves languages! haha...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Listening to&lt;/span&gt; Frankie J featuring baby bash - Obsession.. &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;nice...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;sianz! Down with flu again.. and the irritating monthly thingy...! = (((&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/8172816-111148327417063855?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/111148327417063855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=111148327417063855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111148327417063855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111148327417063855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-final-decision.html' title='My Final Decision!'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-111133928479476394</id><published>2005-03-21T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T01:21:24.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Loved!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hee//..was out with dear on friday and sun... he wasn't feeling well on sat so cannot accp me... haha... went to causeway pt today... went to eat mac! haha... still stuck in a dilemma between choosing the tuition and factory work... but I think I will choose the tuition... cos dear dear wants me to? haha... no lah.. well.. maybe partly due to his influence... but factory's working lifestyle can be quite stressful too... dad &amp; mum told me abt it.. hL warned me abt it too! haha... well... anyway .. my TEP is in 3 weeks' time.. so must as well.. enjoy lah! haha...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;happy, happy, happy... xin fu, xin fu, xin fu... omg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hmmm... a warm cuddle &amp; a sudden peck on the cheek is really heart warming &amp; extremely sweet enough to melt!! Recalling all the special moments in my dreams tonight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Listening to Zhang Jing Xuan's "Duan Dian".. haha... dear just msged me good nite... guess he must have finished watching liverpool and everton's soccer match le bah... slp tite!&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/8172816-111133928479476394?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/111133928479476394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=111133928479476394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111133928479476394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111133928479476394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/03/feeling-loved.html' title='Feeling Loved!'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-111106608111816617</id><published>2005-03-17T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T21:44:36.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam's over! + Shopping spree!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Yippee!!! The feeling of taking the last exam paper was really... hmmm.. undescrible! haha.. stats paper was relatively okay... other then the difficulty with the last few questions! haha... almst forgot the formulaes and graphs... JP even went to approach Ms Teo abt the questions ... well.. it was a right tail test! haha... lol! anyway, it's all over le! now I really hafta relax! for the past few days, it was really burning midnight oil.. had pills every now and den..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hmmm... today after exam, went shopping with Win, pL and Jp.. haha.. hL didn't tag along b'cos she gotta go to e bank with her mom! (think go rob bank sia!) lol! just joking!&lt;br /&gt;Bought a new snickers with different shades of brown.. looks a little like he original one like converse.. haha... so ya know I mean? haha... lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Bought Win's b.d belated present le.. jP and pL bought her a backpack... I gave her pearl earrings... haha.. those pinkish ones.. hmmm... wonder wat hL bought her... hee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;lol.. can't imagine that we shopped for a total of 6 hrs! omg... went to lunch at yoshi.. den went to see see look look... haha.. jP was kinda cranky abt finding the "perfect" present for Mr RoRO... wants sth sentimental like a graving on a pendant? haha.. hope she finds her perfect gift real soon!&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/8172816-111106608111816617?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/111106608111816617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=111106608111816617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111106608111816617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111106608111816617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/03/exams-over-shopping-spree.html' title='Exam&apos;s over! + Shopping spree!'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-111080473127576020</id><published>2005-03-14T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T20:52:11.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Purplish</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;haha... just came back from my econs exam not long ago.. watching tv... lol.. so fast slacking le... haha good news... hubby changed his hp to 6230..! hmmm.. sure "zhi lian" de lah... taking snap shots of himself in the camp? lol... well, the best was he applied for free incoming calls! Now can call him whenever I want.. hmmm... but also must think of mum's pocket! cos' later the phone bill bomb again den hor... lol..! moreover, dad hates to gimme privacy! doesn't really approve of me having a phone in my rooM! well.. that was like a yr ago since he last mentioned? haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;everyone seems happy abt the econs exam... wonder how's accting paper tmrw? well... accts kinda easy at first.. then it got more and more difficult when it reached the inventory and fixed assets... especuially the calculation of the depreciation expense... whether to add the accumulated depreciation anot! credit.. debit.. debit.. credit.. lol!! pray to God! let me pass all modules w/o fail! heard from a saying.. that.. exams... depends heavily on knowledge AND LUCK... haha! well.. I guess it all depends on individual? haha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;well... 2 more papers to go... accts tmrw.. and the after is stats!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jia you &amp; Good Luck to everyone out there craving so hard for e exams!&lt;br /&gt;May all pass with flying colours!&lt;/strong&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/8172816-111080473127576020?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/111080473127576020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=111080473127576020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111080473127576020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111080473127576020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/03/feeling-purplish.html' title='Feeling Purplish'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-111062463072714565</id><published>2005-03-12T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T18:52:06.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>* What a day...!!*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;lol... I can't believe.. well at first I was a little motivated to study accts in the morning when mum went to work.. had my breakfast and went to study theorical stuffs abt accts... well.. apparently felt like dozing off.. haha.. den went to fix noodles for lunch... n winnie called! den we chatted for a while... on accts lah mind you... haha... den I realised my noodles were dried! haha//** switch on my computer and logged on to my template... uploaded TLC's Girls's talk video... took quite a long time for me to find a video for my blog....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I felt that TLC Girls' talk as great for a start!! Haiz//.. but this//... took me... 3 whole hrs to do it! haha... erm... lol... can't believe I devote all my time on blogging and the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Internet" target="_blank"&gt;internet&lt;/a&gt; rather than on my exams! if mum knows, she's gonna kill me... haha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm really really really pissed to study for macro...!! Well, the paper's due on mon... afternoon paper somemore... I'm really worried that I might be too restless for the afternoon paper! haiz... den next day is accts.. damm... the fixed asset part is really difficult... haha... and hearing things like "the fixed asset questions usually determines what grade you get..//"... hmmm.. makes me feel worse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Looking at my dog... "he's telling me this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;why are you not studying now? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;what is wrong with you? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't you know you have an exam in a day's time? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;are you crazy? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you still have time to sing, play , blog and watch tv? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you wanna fail? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;do you even care?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;hey i'm crazy... talking to a non-living thing is probably the last thing on my mind... but mind you.. he's my beloved dog//. =pPp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/8172816-111062463072714565?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/111062463072714565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=111062463072714565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111062463072714565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111062463072714565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/03/what-day.html' title='* What a day...!!*'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-111053685257864838</id><published>2005-03-11T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T18:52:48.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winnie's Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today's my bestie's b.d! Winnie TTT! haha... lolx... well, but this girl ain't very happy... maybe it's because she's getting older? haha... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Winnie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you're reading my blog rite now, just wanna tell u dat ren zong shi hui lao de! haha...bleah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;lol... this gal's crazy over kenny... erm.. a singer lah.. not just any other "kenny"... haha.. haiz.. today saw Shawn and pass him the mp3.. he didn't scold me but says that he'll msg me again if there's any compensation needed... haha... lol... though I don't have to pay now, but sooner or l8tr oso must pay de lah! haha... nvm lah.. oredi kana scold by my dad... so hai hao lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hmmm... today's oso the first day of exams, 1st paper 9am = Principles of Mkgt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lol... still can't imagine I reached sch at 7.57am!! and my clicks reached... erm... earliest 8.10... lastest 8.20... lol.. zhen shi de... didn't read that much.. I'm worried that the more I read, the more I forget... haha... was in a rather relax mood in the exam hall... haiz... why leh? I oso dunno... haha... finished the paper early and was abt to doze off, but I keep forcing myself to check the paper over and over again to make sure there ain't no flaws.. haha.. as if... well, at least I know I tried my best... hee...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Haiz.. lucky I only get to see my Dear's msg only after the exam, or else, I wldn't have the mood to go for exams! haha.. weird isn't it? Just a msg from that special someone can either change the whole day to a brighter one or a duller one... haha... well... that may just come to show how much he can affect me... or is it b'cos I'm just too vunerable? hmmm... I'm easily manipulated though... hee... "manipulated"... I'll nv forget dear Sara who taught me this word... haiz.. miss the olden days where I worked in the childcare! I miss the kids! haha//..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Hmmm... now listening to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Li Sheng Jie's "Yuan Zou Gao Fei"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;带我远走高飞 不去理会&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;这一个蜚短流长的世界布满虚伪&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;是你让我选择沉醉繁星守侯月不能睡 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;只因为爱上了夜的黑&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;带我远走高飞 一起去追&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;有一个叫做幸福的世界没有泪水 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我已经感觉到疲累 只想在你怀抱入睡 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;不在乎别人眼中是非&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Following papers of next week wld be...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Mon- &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Macroecons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, 4pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Tues- &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;AoA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, 4pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Thurs-&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Stats Theory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, 9am!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Seriously, how can the lecturers and tutors agree on having macroecons and accts the day after each? haiz... not enuff time to study, but alot of breathe to complain... hee... lol... haiz... better go study le lah... if not l8tr think too much, no mood to study.. though now the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;rainy weather&lt;/span&gt; is quite cooling to take a nap...!! lol~~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;-------------&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;---------&lt;/span&gt;--&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;-----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;---------&lt;/span&gt;------------&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;---------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;---------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;---------&lt;/span&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS------&gt; &lt;em&gt;WaHz!! Mum nv cook my share today... haiz.. dining alone again le..&lt;br /&gt;ke lian chong arhz! =pPp&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Hmmm.. actually today shld be quite a bad day... well, this was wat happened..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Morning reach sch &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;too early&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ate breakfast but still have &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;gastrics&lt;/span&gt;! (and it's killing me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;went for Long John, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gastrics&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;got&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;worse&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bump&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;head&lt;/span&gt; dunno on wat... now it &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;still hurts&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;there was a little &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;blood &lt;/span&gt;that came out of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my eyes&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;(all thks 2 e stupid &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Contact" target="_blank"&gt;contact lens&lt;/a&gt;!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;raining&lt;/span&gt; when I was on my way home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt; for dinner...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8)&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; I HATE to guess wat will happen next!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Should I just cope myself in the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt;room with my doggie and pooh bear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe that will be the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;safest&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; to &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/8172816-111053685257864838?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111053685257864838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/111053685257864838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/03/winnies-birthday.html' title='Winnie&apos;s Birthday!'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8172816.post-110857386005035113</id><published>2005-02-17T01:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T01:16:20.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate Macroecons!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anna say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I HATE MACRO ECONOMICS!!!!! ECONS SUX!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;EXTREME HATEs AND DETEST THIS SUBJECT!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;It's a DuLL STewPid AWfUL IRRitaInG and EXTREMELY HAtefUL sUb!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;To &lt;em&gt;heLL&lt;/em&gt; with the person who invented &lt;em&gt;MACROECONOMICS&lt;/em&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/8172816-110857386005035113?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/110857386005035113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=110857386005035113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/110857386005035113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/110857386005035113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-hate-macroecons_110857386005035113.html' title='I hate Macroecons!!!'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-110776645576059346</id><published>2005-02-07T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T17:04:14.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what u see is what u get</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;having a headache right now... haha...lol... haiz... life sux like hell.. feeling so sick and depressed now... dunno why.. haven't really finish buying ny thingys... haiz... I love shopping... but I just don't like to rush and stress myself so much to buy the stuffs... should have accumulated the stuffs earlier on in the previous months.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;saw mz yest... werid feeling.. I dunno why I feel so neutral after seeing her? I could recognize her... her looks... her eyes... her featuers... unchageable by time... she still looks the same as b4... cute and adorable... but she has changed..? wel... maybe that's wat I percieved... She smokes a lot and it's making her look haggared? I wasn't very surprise neither when I saw her... she was with a friend too... just like me... joking ard as usual... that look... I will nv forget... why...?&lt;br /&gt;Why in the world would I see her again? I just dun understand why is this world so small... however, I shld be blessed that she's there to at least say hi... but I feel kinda weird... I just dun feel right... Is the [ast still haunting me... why... I've forgotten abt everything and moved on with my life... why... why do I still...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I guess I'm thinking too much.. it's just not me anymore... the moment i saw her... I feel... it's just indescrible... wonder if she will ever come across this blog of mine... will she even know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;All's over now.. waiting for my teacher to start her lesson.. this weeks's lesson's on access.. oh ya... there's a web-based portfolio to be done too... kinda difficult... wonder how are we(HL,W,J) going to finish the report by next week! haha... good luck to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Uncle Wei will be out with his friends on Tues to watch movie... he's dragging me along... just because he''s friends are bringing their gfs along... I feel werid.. I dunno whether it's good or bad... haha... I remembered clearly that once he told me to that he will not bring me along when he's out clubbing with his friends... haha... and now... just b'cos he's friends are bringing their gfs out for movie... he wants me to go along? hmmm... a sense of relunctancy... though I really wanna watch movie with him.. but m I going with his friends? How are his friends like? Will I get along with them? haha... millions of thoughs just came up to my mind suddenly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Aunt is asking mum n dad over for reunion dinner... will be able to se my cousins again... but... do u think they even want to see me? even if we do see each other, we only discuss school work... and my Kpo sis wil ask much abt my personal social life, wanting to intro me to guys again... haha... a sad thing is... all her guy friends' too beng le... haha.. lol... next week will be having our ppt test... scare scare... in class nv listen to teacher, now scare later dunno how to do.. haha...must go home and buck up le.. haha... jia you wor pple!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;+dare to dream+do not hesitate+do want you want to do+live life to e fullest+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-110776645576059346?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/110776645576059346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=110776645576059346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/110776645576059346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/110776645576059346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/02/what-u-see-is-what-u-get.html' title='what u see is what u get'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-110666527074051620</id><published>2005-01-25T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T23:01:10.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~SIcK!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;sick...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;______________&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;sick...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;____________&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sick...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;________________ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sick...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;__________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sick&lt;/span&gt;...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-110666527074051620?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/110666527074051620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=110666527074051620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/110666527074051620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/110666527074051620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/01/sick.html' title='~SIcK!~'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-110654845687802358</id><published>2005-01-24T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T14:34:16.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUsineSs Applications Result...</title><content type='html'>lol... wat shld I say..? I am really lucky to have passed the test... got 71.5/100... thk God for blessing me..! now the tutor's teaching us our mistakes... what makes her think we'll listen to her? some minds are drifted so far apart that she didn't even notice! Omg...! I can't imagine when if I were to get attached to a big company, and that they'll get me to do their excel... I'll really go bang the wall..! Excel's a hard nut to crack... and it requires consistent practise.. lol... hopefully I can make it.. oh! by the way.. Our tutor's got a new hair cut... kinda' short... and it's always neat... damm... now she's talking... abt 2nd yr... here she goes.... on and on and on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-110654845687802358?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/110654845687802358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=110654845687802358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/110654845687802358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/110654845687802358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/01/business-applications-result_24.html' title='BUsineSs Applications Result...'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-110630352562401300</id><published>2005-01-21T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T14:17:36.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~hungry~</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'M sO hUngRy... for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I love my ^B3cK!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-110630352562401300?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/110630352562401300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=110630352562401300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/110630352562401300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/110630352562401300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/01/hungry.html' title='~hungry~'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-110629905962135797</id><published>2005-01-21T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T17:17:39.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Stolen~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where were you when I was alright&lt;br /&gt;Tell me do you know I was alright&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You left me thinking I'm be alright&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Won't you come back to me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's crazy but I'm falling a part&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's crazy how you're leaving me scarred&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's crazy girl whenever you are, you stole my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's crazy, but I'm going insane&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feeling lost, confused and ashamed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's crazy hope you're feeling my pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You stole my heart...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haha... today no need to go school cause today's hari raya haji... feeling very bored after studying for PoMkgt.. and I'm still stucked at lecture 2! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;haiz.. why so many definitions de... why is this module so troublesome?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha... sianz... having headache arh!! wat to do? haha... still must study!! haha...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-110629905962135797?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/110629905962135797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=110629905962135797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/110629905962135797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/110629905962135797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/01/stolen.html' title='~Stolen~'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-110607016078048053</id><published>2005-01-19T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T17:41:30.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new blog skin!</title><content type='html'>Haha... this is my new blog skin... after so many delay... finally settled down with this one.. found it kinda cute... a classroom... hee.. I love kids... so i like ta teach! haha... only uncle wei knows that... hee... lol!&lt;br /&gt;downloaded Jay Sean's songs... he's really a rare talent from India! Omg!! And he's really gd-looking for all I can say! Hee... very handsome white indian.. but the best of all is that he's R&amp;amp;B songs are so gd!! very nice....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Students pls take note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Do download &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jay Sean's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; following songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) Stolen (voted in top 10)&lt;br /&gt;2)Just wanna love ya&lt;br /&gt;3) One Night&lt;br /&gt;4) Eyes on You&lt;br /&gt;5) Me against Myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the songs people! Do visit his webby at &lt;a href="http://www.jaysean.com"&gt;www.jaysean.com&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Gotta slp le... Have done quite a bit just for this blog... until 2++ am... think tmrw will kana scolded by W.. cos I still cannot find the photo... haiz... dunno where I misplace it...&lt;br /&gt;tmrw morning hafta wake up at 7 to find arh!! haha... lol.. gonna slp now... I'm still not feeling very full... I'm missing someone tonight... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-110607016078048053?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/110607016078048053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=110607016078048053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/110607016078048053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/110607016078048053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-new-blog-skin.html' title='My new blog skin!'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-110594323859636962</id><published>2005-01-17T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T14:27:18.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Sianz!~ Business Application lesson!</title><content type='html'>haha... having my business applications lesson now.. lol.. just now the effective oral communications lesons was so boring.... I was searching for a new blog skin.. haha... found a purple one... haha... but found that it wasn't really appropriate for my style.. it's kinda girly and childish? haha...&lt;br /&gt;darlin called me yesterday nite... telling me how stress he was because he never study for his exam tmwr... haha.. but guess wat? He passed his test when he msg me in he morning.. was rather shocked when he sms me in the morning... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hey dear, wake up already? I pass my test... haha"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol... the exact duplication the sms from him to me... hee..was so happy that he passed.. though only border line... hee.. la la... he's smart for all I know... got that "xiao cong ming" in him... haha.. lol... anw... friday's a public hoilday... and I'm gonna see him on thurs nite... haha...  friday no lesson... so happy... dun haf to see that DAMM lecturer's face... freaking hell... haha... nah... can't gib a damm abt her anyway... I live my own life... not her... yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-110594323859636962?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/110594323859636962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=110594323859636962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/110594323859636962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/110594323859636962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/01/sianz-business-application-lesson.html' title='~Sianz!~ Business Application lesson!'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-110534675645318689</id><published>2005-01-10T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T16:45:56.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~I'm back!~</title><content type='html'>haha.. miss me? I haven't blog for very long time le... sian... finally... I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;lol... well... you must be wondering how am I doing these few months rite?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm moving on yarh... towards a new year... towards 2005?! haha... well.. they say that this year's a good year for tiger... hee... lol...&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... brb.. gotta go... haha... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-110534675645318689?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/110534675645318689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=110534675645318689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/110534675645318689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/110534675645318689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-back.html' title='~I&apos;m back!~'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-110104566062666239</id><published>2004-11-21T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T22:01:00.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Hair saloon~!!*</title><content type='html'>haha... woke up at 8am!! Ah Fen called to give me morning call lah.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;She recommand me to go cut my fringe by this hairdresser called Sally..~!! lolx`!!&lt;br /&gt;Mum went with me and dyed her hair black! got cut hair also... I nothing to do so go cut fringe!! Very funny~!! Don't laugh if you were to see me on the streets or else you won't be able to see the light of tmrw~!! haha...!! lol...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch outside at the dunno what kopitam... haha... eat kueh chap... then eat carrot cake... then eat chendol!! All mummy's idea~!! lolx`!!&lt;br /&gt;Halfway thru the walkway when I'm heading for tuition, Grace called and said she had something on... so Ben can't make it for tuition in the afternoon... shifted to tues afternoon instead! haha... lolx`!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and slp... ZZzzZzZzZzZzzzzzzZZZZzzzzZzzzZzZzzzzzzZZzz....!!&lt;br /&gt;*Why joanne still haven't reply my msg arh...?* haha~!! tmrw sianz again~!! haha`!! at least got joanne study theory with me...!! =pPp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-110104566062666239?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/110104566062666239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=110104566062666239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/110104566062666239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/110104566062666239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2004/11/hair-saloon.html' title='*Hair saloon~!!*'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-110104324597112646</id><published>2004-11-20T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T21:20:45.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Evening with Rach!*</title><content type='html'>LoL... my tuition was cancelled today... met rach at heartland mall... on the way saw Jason... He went for a new haircut, getting more and more handsome wor! Haha! But it's rather sad to hear of his recent step down of the chair position in CO... he's a great Chair!! really... now I wonder what 's the new committe like and who's in it! haha... anyway, hope everythings' fine there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... saw Rach in her new hairstyle! Wow.. getting prettier and prettier day by day! haha~! though she won't admit it! haha... we went round the shopping mall.. and less than 1/2 hr... we finished strolling the whole shopping mall! Boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to get my copy of &lt;a href="http://music.chestertan.com/index.htm"&gt;Chester Tan's &lt;/a&gt;new album- &lt;a href="http://timeless.chestertan.com/"&gt;Timeless&lt;/a&gt;! haha... the salesgirl really arh!! bth~!! oMg`!! 1stly when I asked her about the album, she say don't have...!! Luckily, her colleague knows about the new album...!! if not!! haha... then later worst still... The price stated on the disc was $15.90 then when the salesgirl scan, it was $16.90!! oMg~!! Though it's only a dollar difference, but I wanted to clarify what this whole thingy is about!! So I went to ask the friend instead of that salesgirl! And she came up to me with profuse apologies telling me it's a mistake in the pricing!! Damm...!! Never going back to that shop again le! They have left me as an unsatisfied customer! =PpP jOking lah~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which me and Rach were talking about body fats! LoLx`!! We are both gonna slim down together!! Yeah~!! Girls rOx`! =)&lt;br /&gt;We went to thai express for dinner... dad ask me to eat out... gave me 10 bucks for dinner! lolx`!!&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't really make up our mind... we started off with the Sake Sushi... but too ex! Then we went on to pizza hut... lol... not worth it neither... KFC &amp; MAc!?! Nah... fast food's a nono!!&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to eat curry, so... we finally cazme down with Thai express! HEe...&lt;br /&gt;Rach tried the thai chicken rice and I tried the green curry! It was great wor!! Nice nice!! Love the green curry... haha!! The auntie even asked me what I was eating! Her son wants it too...!! Was drooling?? haha... Think it's because of the mesmerising aroma!!&lt;br /&gt;Green rice curry--&gt; ($7.90)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! Bought my lipstick and lip liner too! haha...!! lolx`!! at watson! Hmm... we tried all the colours... and Rach keep using me as a tester!! Use the lipstick ma chiam like crayon keep drawing on my hand!! lolx`!! She bought 2-3 hairbands? lolx`!! break one buy 3... haha~!! lolx`!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating go pasar malam!! haha~!! nothing much also lor... though was really tempted to buy stuffs to eat!! but Rach was just in time to stop me!! haha~!! lolx..&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... she was tempted to buy the jigsaw puzzle also lor... haha... 3 for $10! haha... lolx`!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then is go home time!! haha... we had to depart cos we're taking bus at different bus stops!! SoBz`!! had fun the whole evening!! Miss ya RaCh gurl~!! Hope to go out with you soon! Looking forward to the Ruan trio outing! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-110104324597112646?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/110104324597112646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=110104324597112646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/110104324597112646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/110104324597112646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2004/11/evening-with-rach.html' title='*Evening with Rach!*'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-110015746375069790</id><published>2004-11-11T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T15:17:43.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Never Get Over You (Gettin' Over Me)</title><content type='html'>Selena&lt;br /&gt;I'll Never Get Over You (Getting Over Me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear you're taking the town again&lt;br /&gt;havin' a good time with all your good time friends&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that you think of me&lt;br /&gt;you're on your own now, and i'm alone and free&lt;br /&gt;I know that i should get on with my life&lt;br /&gt;but a life lived without you could never be right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;as long as the stars shine down from the heavens&lt;br /&gt;long as the rivers run to the sea&lt;br /&gt;I'll never get over you gettin' over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to smile so the hurt won't show&lt;br /&gt;tell everybody i was glad to see you go&lt;br /&gt;but the tears just won't go away&lt;br /&gt;loneliness found me, looks like it's here to stay&lt;br /&gt;I know that i oughta find someone new&lt;br /&gt;but all I find is myself always thinkin' of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;as long as the stars shine down from the heavens&lt;br /&gt;long as the rivers run to the sea&lt;br /&gt;I'll never get over you gettin' over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, no matter what i do&lt;br /&gt;spending a lifetime to live through&lt;br /&gt;I can't go on like thisi need your touch&lt;br /&gt;you're the only one i've ever loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I'll never get over you gettin' over&lt;br /&gt;I'll never get over you gettin' over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-110015746375069790?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/110015746375069790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=110015746375069790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/110015746375069790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/110015746375069790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2004/11/ill-never-get-over-you-gettin-over-me.html' title='I&apos;ll Never Get Over You (Gettin&apos; Over Me)'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-109993435411327357</id><published>2004-11-09T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T01:19:14.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+ Thanks buddies +</title><content type='html'>Wow... my blog's grabbing attention hur... If only he had seen my blog... haha.. as if... lol...&lt;br /&gt;But I'll really like to express my gratitude to those who have seen my blog... Thanks for all your care and concern... Love ya guys... Especially deb, hL, xZ, JoaNNe, wei Qi...  haha... love ya guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with hL this evening... hopefully things will turn better... this gal arh... simply treat the whole situation simply and we went laughing all the way man... She's really a great joker... brighten up my day... heart breaks are depressing, but she still managed to cheer me up... though she's been out the whole day giving tuition... haha... went to hawker centre to eat... then go walk walk... We went to popular and flip through the primary school books... suddenly had the idea of doing Primary 6 assesment... to divert my attention? haha... and so I bought 1 of the Pri.6 books by SAP... haha... did the first 2 pages when I reached home!! Lamez~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hL and I pass by emicakes... and I finally found "his" favourite oreo cheesecake... took the namecard and place it in my bag... we then walk from amk central all the way to our school bus stop!! haha... didn't feel like going home so early... scare later hu si luan xiang...  so I dragged hL to stay out late with me..! but poor hL... her mum kept ringing her mobile and ask her to return home early, but I really appreciate that you've taken time to stay out with me! Thks babe! Love ya~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus, I forwarded him a msg and of cos.. I expected that there wasn't any reply... haha... but it's okay... (dear, I'm willing to wait... I love you... I still do...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and blog... and deB msg me in msn to see how I was feeling and even shared with me her past experiences about failures in relationship... no wonder her relationship's growing strong.. =)  xZ msg me as well and gave me a virtual *hUgs*... thks people... love ya babes~!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I need most now is just time... time to prove things.. time to heal all wounds.. can't wait to see benny dear soon!! missed him! haha... heard he scored A's for his Maths and English... But Chinese... aiyo... if only the stupid teacher would give him that 1 mark to pass the Paper 2!! But Grace called and told me that it was really a great improvement, and she thanked me for it... I told her my results,  and she was happy for me too... (dear, I hope you're happy for me abt my results... my grades... I wouldn't be able to score well in my accounts if it wasn't for you...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. gotta see Ws tmrw at 11am...!! haha... lolx`!! gotta brighten that smile and not scare him away!! Must not throw tantrum! haha... lolx`!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Yeah...!! he picked up my e-card!!* glad...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-109993435411327357?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/109993435411327357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=109993435411327357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109993435411327357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109993435411327357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2004/11/thanks-buddies.html' title='+ Thanks buddies +'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-109984066826503801</id><published>2004-11-07T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T23:17:48.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Wake Up!*</title><content type='html'>Wake Up June! Don't live in your dreams anymore... He's never gonna come back to you again...&lt;br /&gt;Joanne was harsh and straight forward with her words..&lt;br /&gt;"I guess now you know that wat had happen is already in the past... continue to live your life then..." It's already the end of us! We're never gonna get back together again... He's doesn't love me anymore... No one loves me anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self destructive... Ah bang though I was going to kill myself or something... I wasn't... Just being emotional and crying my hearts out... It really hurts to know he isn't mine anymore.. and no matter what I do now doesn't help a single bit... but I'll still try to send him e-mails and e-cards... and smses... I love him... I still do... I miss him!!&lt;br /&gt;Silence me people... I'm gone case...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-109984066826503801?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/109984066826503801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=109984066826503801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109984066826503801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109984066826503801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2004/11/wake-up.html' title='*Wake Up!*'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-109981961860265048</id><published>2004-11-07T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T17:26:58.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+he hates me+</title><content type='html'>He hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me, he hates me...&lt;br /&gt;Heartbroken... I'll never fall in love again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-109981961860265048?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/109981961860265048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=109981961860265048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109981961860265048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109981961860265048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2004/11/he-hates-me.html' title='+he hates me+'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-109975995280573654</id><published>2004-11-07T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T01:04:19.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+I'm outta love+</title><content type='html'>I will never be able to forget him... I'm such a moron to have done all those things to hurt him...&lt;br /&gt;I'll never be able to forgive myself.... nor ask for people's forgiveness... Why am I such an idiot! I've never learnt to appreciate anyone's kindness.. not until the moment when they left me...&lt;br /&gt;Why don't I learn from lessons... and why are the lessons learnt be so painful...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's there to celebrate when I get good results..? I have no one to share with... no one at all.. My parents don't care... Even if I take supp paper.. they would just ask me to go ahead...! Even if I get a A, they would just simply say good... I'm the only child, and I'm suppose to have undivided attention! The best e.g would be today... I cried from afternoon till nite... No one's even bothered to ask why I cried... and's that's before dad kicks up a big fuss over me crying... he's hates to see me crying... and would just scold me... He has NEVER in his life comfort me whenever I cry or whenever I feel sad... The moment he sees me in tears, he'll just ask me to stop tearing and clean my face... bang the door as usual... what is the matter... I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess after this relationship, I'll never fall in love again... For the very 1st time, I feel so sad and painful.. perharps.. I've really grown up... and this painful lesson I've gotten is gonna be a scar forever deep... It'll never heal... No wonder people cry during break-ups...&lt;br /&gt;I never knew break-ups would be so devastating and teary... not until I've experience it myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's more... the post symptoms are... continuously talking to my Pooh bear.. telling it I'm sorry and hope he'll tell "him" on my behalf... Flipping my handphone every now and then to see if "he" msg me... though there's no light to signal a new msg... just like to check if I'm missing any of them... Searching through my diaries and photos... see what I've written abt my sweetest dates with him and the photos that we've taken... What could be worse? Endless tearing... My eyes are as soar as a goldfish! I'm dehydrating... Almost fainted cause I didn't eat cry too much...?&lt;br /&gt;I miss him... of course I do... who doesn't..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back now, I guess telling the truth is the only way... I hafta be fair and I can't keep him from the dark... I love him.. and I don't want to hurt him anymore... though telling him doesn't make the whole situation better...&lt;br /&gt;The worse thing is to know he's going out with someone else as soon as to recover from his wounds? Well, a couple of my friends do that... But it doesn't work for me that way... But I do wonder am I suppose to react if I were to see him with someone else... What's over is over... He has his own choice... I'm not to stop him from doing what ever he wants...&lt;br /&gt;So..who am I now...? I'm a nobody... I'm a nobody without him... whatever he wants, whatever it makes him happy, I'm happy... I love him... till now, I still do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In relationships... it's tiring... tiring to bicker.. tiring to accomodate and to compromise... but soon you'll come to realised that it's only human to do so... to improve the relationship... to make things work out for the better... I regret for not treasuring the past I had... and to regret it now... it's really sad.. cos there's nothing I can do about it... Really... treasure what you have now better than to regret it at a later stage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to those in their mid-relationships... there's still alot more to work for in the future...&lt;br /&gt;As for me... I'll have to move on with my life, and drown myself with lots of work to distract and divert my attention.. I pray that I can get over this real soon... I pray that everyone can get over their hard times real soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night everyone... Candy dreams &amp;amp; Snuggle tight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-109975995280573654?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/109975995280573654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=109975995280573654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109975995280573654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109975995280573654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2004/11/im-outta-love.html' title='+I&apos;m outta love+'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-109972201481723874</id><published>2004-11-06T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T14:20:14.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Lying~</title><content type='html'>“Is Lying is always wrong?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying is generally a bad thing. It is a falsehood, a misrepresentation of reality, uttered with the intention to deceive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People lie for different reasons: They may want to get out of trouble, to avoid getting into trouble, or to get someone out of trouble. They may also want to keep a secret or protect their own privacy. Other reasons may be that they feel the other person is not ready to take the truth or to avoid the other person from probing further. An example would be a mother telling her child that babies are flown in by cranes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason that people lie may be to make themselves look more interesting to others, often by exaggerating, bragging or boasting. There are cases where people lie, so as not to hurt another person’s feeling.&lt;br /&gt;An example would be in a scenario of a couple where the wife ask, “honey, am I fat?” and the husband answered, “no dear, you look perfectly fine!” although the fact is otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the above goes to show that is lying can be graded into many different categories and thus must be evaluated on a case-to case basis. Conduct seems to indicate that many believe it is right to lie, at least on certain occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many categories there may be, they may be minimized down to two categories, i.e. ‘bad’ and ‘white’ lies. Bad lies are referred to as always wrong, whilst white lies may not be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some cases in which it is wrong to tell lies. One of them wants to get out of trouble; for example saying you didn't do something when you did. Another is to upset or tease someone by like telling lies about them and spreading rumors. It is also wrong to mislead people, like the above example that babies are flown in by cranes, as that will be inappropriate &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Education" target="_blank"&gt;education&lt;/a&gt;. Lying to gain fame or attention is also wrong, as it betrays others’ trust for you. In other words, lies which carry bad intentions or attempt to hurt others in one way or another cannot be accepted and are generally considered bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White lies, also known as lies with good intentions may be either right or wrong, depending on the situation. The above pointer about “babies are flown in by cranes,” is an example of white lie, as it has no intention harm anyone. However, the effects of this lie are that the parent has unintentionally or indirectly conveyed wrong information to the child causing the child to have a wrong conception about child birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When then is it not wrong to lie? There are three cases. One of them is to protect yourself – when a stranger calls to ask if you are home alone and you lied, saying your parents are at home but they are sleeping, even if you are really home alone.&lt;br /&gt;Another is out of courtesy, saying, “thank you for the lovely gift”, even if you do not really like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last case is to keep a secret. Everyone have their own secret that they do not want to reveal to others. When someone asks you whether anything special happened today, even if the day was particularly interesting, it is definitely alright to say, “Nothing.” It will not cause any side effects or harm to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say you are a man, if someone pro&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt; to you if you have a crush on a particular lady, no matter what the truth is, it is also alright to say “No.” In such cases, you do not require to disclose the truth to anyone, as it concerns your  own privacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence it is not always wrong to lie as long as the intention is good and provided that the lie does not harm others nor is it against your own conscience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-109972201481723874?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/109972201481723874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=109972201481723874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109972201481723874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109972201481723874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2004/11/lying.html' title='~Lying~'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-109971999440175307</id><published>2004-11-06T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T13:46:34.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+=!My Results!=+</title><content type='html'>I got back my results at about 4.21 am! Thanks to VinEgaR who helped me checked my results! I did pretty okay... all B's and a C+! HaHa... I'm really glad to pass and clear all my modules and go to the next semester! And hopefully, I'll be able to get the bursary I have applied for...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for school to start!! Haha...  I'm so bored at home... must as well go school right!! Aiya.. I'm always like that.. when school starts I want holiday... when holiday comes, I want to go back to school! haha... lolx`!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... was really tensed up this morning when I tried to flip my phone and read the sms from VinEgaR... LoLx`!! I tot he saw the wrong results, so I quickly wnet online to check it myself to double check! I'm really really shocked!! Omg~!! Ans so after that... I wrote a mail to Ms Chee to express my gratitude to her teachings in POM (Principles of Mgt)... Hmm.. later gotta write one to Elvis as well... if not I wouldn't be able to pass my POA w/o him!! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-109971999440175307?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/109971999440175307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=109971999440175307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109971999440175307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109971999440175307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2004/11/my-results.html' title='+=!My Results!=+'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-109963917260383402</id><published>2004-11-05T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T15:19:32.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Martina Mcbride - My Valentine lyrics</title><content type='html'>If there were no words&lt;br /&gt;No way to speak&lt;br /&gt;I would still hear you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there were no tears&lt;br /&gt;No way to feel inside&lt;br /&gt;I'd still feel for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even if the sun refuse to shine&lt;br /&gt;Even if romance ran out of rhyme&lt;br /&gt;You would still have my heart&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're all i need&lt;br /&gt;My love, my valentine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my life&lt;br /&gt;I have been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;All you give to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've opened my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And showed me how to love unselfishly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've dreamed of this a thousand times before&lt;br /&gt;In my dreams i couldnt love you more&lt;br /&gt;I will give you my heart&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're all i need&lt;br /&gt;My love, my valentine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La da da&lt;br /&gt;Da da da da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even if the sun refuse to shine&lt;br /&gt;Even if romance ran out of rhyme&lt;br /&gt;You would still have my heart&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz all i need&lt;br /&gt;Is you, my valentine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're all i need&lt;br /&gt;My love, my valentine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-109963917260383402?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/109963917260383402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=109963917260383402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109963917260383402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109963917260383402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2004/11/martina-mcbride-my-valentine-lyrics.html' title='Martina Mcbride - My Valentine lyrics'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-109923404712200867</id><published>2004-10-31T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T22:47:27.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Wedding Rings~!!*</title><content type='html'>I've posted some beautiful wedding rings forwarded from my friends to me... HaHa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-10/194541/wedding_ring1.jpg" alt="Wedding_Ring_1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-10/194541/wedding_ring2.jpg" alt="Wedding_Ring_2" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-10/194541/wedding_ring3.jpg" alt="Wedding_Ring_3" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-10/194541/wedding_ring4.jpg" alt="Wedding_Ring_4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-109923404712200867?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/109923404712200867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=109923404712200867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109923404712200867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109923404712200867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2004/10/wedding-rings.html' title='*Wedding Rings~!!*'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-109923273349157933</id><published>2004-10-31T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T22:26:16.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Substitution!* </title><content type='html'>LoLx`!! Really gotta thank ZH today for helping me out... Classes clash again!! Omg~!! HaHa... Hafta ask ZH for help to take over WS's class... LoLx... wonder if the parent's mind anot... Haha... ZH says it turns out to be disastrous miscommunication between the two... but he's still able to handle!! HaHa... But I already have the idea of handing over this assignment to ZH... Cos I really can't cope with so many tuition.. No time!! HaHa... Moreover, ZH is looking for tuition too... And he won't hafta lose 1/2 of the money to tuition medians...!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... So after I went ove Sher then to Ben's... Heard from Sher's mum that Sher's results isn't too gd, not up to expectations...? Hmm.. yeah... saw that her Maths dropped from an "A" to "C"... Hmm.. all I can say is... Good luck dear, don't give up, after your exams you can go out and lay liao! Jia you!! =)&lt;br /&gt;As for Ben... Hmm... keep telling me about shark's tale... haha.. bought the VCD!! (Hmm... you might be able to guess roughly wat kinda' VCD is that huh.. haha~!!)&lt;br /&gt;Then he showed me his game boy... nintendo player.. got &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=games" target="_blank"&gt;games&lt;/a&gt; of van helsing... mario and so on.. HaHa.. Looks kinda' neat... looks like a very small portable computer... The size of a girl's compact powder? Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HaHa... tmrw gotta go over to Sher's hse for tuition at 9... Hmm.. must wake up early arh!!&lt;br /&gt;Gotta stop here liao... Haha.. lolx... why does everyone keep asking me why I'm not out with my bf... Haha... He's busy... so stop asking me abt him pple!! =pPp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-109923273349157933?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/109923273349157933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=109923273349157933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109923273349157933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109923273349157933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2004/10/substitution.html' title='*Substitution!* '/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-109915244249233250</id><published>2004-10-30T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T00:14:50.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>* What a day...!!*</title><content type='html'>For today and tomorrow... My life's really full... as in.. full of unfinished stuffs! HaHa... Gotta go for tuition from morning till evening.... You will think... "What the..." right? Yeah... That's exactly how I feel dude! HaHa... You're on the right track with me if you understand.... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was late for Sher's lesson... haiz... sorry dear.. really couldn't make it on time... boon keng's 147 always come every 20 mins? Haiz... "What the..."... haha... But anyway, at least I went there... Well, I couldn't see if she missed me, nor she detests me... But kinda' normal... She just kept very quiet and I feel like a stranger... Can see that she's disappointed with me too... always not on time... when will I ever keep my promise? Why the **** that I'm liddat...? Pissed off everyone... including the ones I loved... Ugrh~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with my hUbby over at white sands... Then we went for a stroll at Pasir Ris Park... Kinda' funny.. there were two couples who board the same bus as us to the park... when we were on our way back, the same two couples were taking the bus back to the interchange!! Haha... LoLx`!! Weird huh? Trailing us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;MuPPy---&gt; Nah... don't bhb lah~! "U not flithy rich, people trial u for wat?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over at the park, we sat down on the bench and talked abt the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=games" target="_blank"&gt;games&lt;/a&gt; he would be organizing for valentine's day...? HaHa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;MuPPy---&gt;Good luck dear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Hmm... So I stood up and thought of walking to some other place when he came near and held me up and twirl we go... LoLx`!! Kinda' giddy... But was really fun... it's as if you're on a airy ride..? Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;MuPPy---&gt; Sweet actions brings sweet moments...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Were "fighting" on the way back to the interchange... LoLx`!! Arm's are really tired now... haha... aching...!! LoLx`!!&lt;br /&gt;Saw two of my friends today... XZ and Diana.. Am really glad to see them!! Wasn't able to find them over at the old work place where we used to work together... 2 years it had been... but she hadn't forget me... So nice of her to say hi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;MuPPy---&gt; XZ &amp; Diana are really sweet and dear friends~!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;So... after that... I saw Jolin~!! HaHa... She actually board the same bus as me... Haha... but she didn't know how to approach me at the interchange or she might be termed as the "light bulb"? haha... But anyway... this girl's turn from a newd to a pretty girl?!! Really am happy that you're all well and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Health" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;health&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;y &amp;amp; u got into a JC.. Although it may be stressful, but I know you can do it!!&lt;br /&gt;~Jia you~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;MuPPy---&gt; "Don't be angry over small matters like when he doesn't hand you over his hp... Why get angry over this kinda' stewpid nonsense? You're no longer a small kid... I understand that you're anxious and excited to take photos with him to post in ur blog, but some things can't be rushed... Low batt may be a bad excuse, but he hands it over in the end isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;You're just not satisfied... and you'll never be if you don't change your attitude... Stay calm and don't act in a haste... or else, the consequences will be unbearable.. You make everyone else unhappy, you make yourself unhappy too..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is really a very sweet cartoon potraying stages to reach happiness~!!&lt;br /&gt;Unhappiness, sadness, helplessness are the various steps in the process to reach the final destination of Happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Stay Happy!" src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-10/194541/pic31556.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-109915244249233250?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/109915244249233250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=109915244249233250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109915244249233250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109915244249233250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2004/10/what-day.html' title='* What a day...!!*'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-109906703421750492</id><published>2004-10-29T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T00:23:54.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*I'm sO Tired!*</title><content type='html'>YaWnz... I yawned and sniff through the difficult barriers... Really am very tried.. Feel so helpless and miserable!! Mum confronted me and told me I have been using up too much of cash from the ATM... and my account is far beyond the original amount... I must saved back the money that I've spend... Haiz.. Wonder how I'm going to hit that amount...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even did the accounting entries for my capital...? Did the general ledger first, then the adjusted trial balance, then the profit nd loss statement... Kinda' bored... So I did all that to sort of plan how I'm gonna earn back the money I've spent!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition in the morning, afternoon and evening... Goona bang the wall!! Headache arh... Lessons shift here shift there... shift until I also must accomodate and shift here and shift there.. HaHa..!! LoLx... Really hafta give up one of the tuition, think most probably is to forgone WS... Sorry abt it.. But it's really too far. and I'm not able to take 3 assignments at one go too... Maybe I'll have to look for someone to sub me... if not later the parents complain! HaHa.. really must be responsible for my actions!! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna see Shermaine tmrw... Wonder how is she... Will she be happy, sad, glad or disappointed to see me? haha.. Oh well... whatever is the case.. I hope I'm prepared... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YaWnz... Gonna slp... I'm really tired and I' hafta wake up at 7am!! Oh gosh... Bless me~!!&lt;br /&gt;By the way...&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Jinn!! You've successfully turned 18!! Congrats to turn from a boy to a man!!&lt;br /&gt;Be more responsible for your own actions ok!! haha~!! =pPp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-109906703421750492?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/109906703421750492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=109906703421750492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109906703421750492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109906703421750492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2004/10/im-so-tired_29.html' title='*I&apos;m sO Tired!*'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-109897832269624685</id><published>2004-10-28T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T00:39:48.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Cellular - The Movie*</title><content type='html'>Listening to Class 95 Love songs while blogging... Hee... my way of relaxing... LoLx... Actually it wasn't long before I was really hooked to Class 95... Yeah.. All because of him... Will!! HaHa... A major influence in the things I do... Love ya baby!! So much so much!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Suntec for &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=movies" target="_blank"&gt;movies&lt;/a&gt; with my hubby... hardly have time for a cosy two huh..? HaHa... We got our tickets to watch "Cellular"... Well, this is my short review on the movie " a story on kinapping.. exciting, thrilling, touching.. when a stranger offers the help to save an unknown family... and also some shocking conspiracy between the police..." So, it's really a great show if you're one who's really into thrillers and great suspense!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... after that I went to eat roti prata at the "Congress"! HaHa... LoLx`!! Saw this very cute man who performed the flying roti prata...!! Haha... I think he's quite e&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=MBA" target="_blank"&gt;mba&lt;/a&gt;rrassed after he accidentally cut the prata and it flew like a rocket over to another table nearby... haha... he awakardly smiled and apologized.. I found the whole incident quite cute... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I went for tuition at Benny's... Haha... sorry benny... couldn't really understand your "funny" jokes and was really busy marking your work.. haha... but thanks for sharing the man with that funny language his speaking... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back and blog later... gotta update some pics and train my skill on html!! Hee... brb! =)&lt;br /&gt;And I did it... Just paste the html of img src and paste the url!! It's so so fun with html!! Hee! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-10/194541/menwill.jpg" alt="hUB &amp;amp; mE" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-109897832269624685?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/109897832269624685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=109897832269624685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109897832269624685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109897832269624685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2004/10/cellular-movie.html' title='*Cellular - The Movie*'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-109890021289014887</id><published>2004-10-28T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T02:03:32.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*bLogging-ReguLaR bLoggeR?*</title><content type='html'>Had a sudden blog craze... dunno why... maybe it's due the html codes... I find it sort of interesting now... though it was boring when Ms J.Y. gave her lessons... Wasn't really paying attention at that moment in time too... Haha... Gotta bring my hubby to see a dco tomorrow, he's having gastrics again... Poor baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for movies again tomorrow? Peharps not.. Wasn't able to find a suitable timing and moreover, I wanna watch the Shark's tale which opens on Nov 4th! HaHa... Gotta catch it, it's cute and funny...!!&lt;br /&gt;On the way home after tuition, I saw Jenn and her friends... Talking about "O" levels, I suddenly remembered about my past experience of handling the O's... Alot of people will first ask your pts before accessing to other information like your grades... Typical eh? Haha... Yeah... But I made it to poly, and I'm really glad~ Hmm... So you would ask me, how do I study? Well.. easy.. take a book out and study it, don't let it study you! HaHa... ~Crappy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, reading with understanding is really important, and if you're tired, do take a short nap and study later... Cause if you were to force yourself to study when you're tired, your capacity in the brain just won't budge and absorb the pathetic information that you've been trying to get in for the past 2 hours, and worst to worst... It might even back-fire and erase all that you've learnt!! Typical eh? Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for tuition in the morning again... HaHa... WS told me about the Chinese ancient histories and we chatted for the first time? HaHa... He's kinda' funny but too playful I guess? Hmm... But anyway, he's gonna read the passge to me tmrw, wonder how's he gonna fair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck to whoever is struggling now, have faith in urself!! I'll pray for you! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-109890021289014887?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/109890021289014887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=109890021289014887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109890021289014887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109890021289014887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2004/10/blogging-regular-blogger.html' title='*bLogging-ReguLaR bLoggeR?*'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-109880727109051629</id><published>2004-10-27T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T01:09:02.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Little Princess-My New Blog skin* </title><content type='html'>So happy that I was able to upload the new blog skin-Princess! All thanks to James! Well, not exactly to thank him, cause he made me blur at first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha… so how did it happen? Well, I initiated the chat first cause I wanted to ask him how he uploaded the new skin, so then he gave me the webby &lt;a href="http://www.blogskin.com/"&gt;http://www.blogskin.com/&lt;/a&gt; . So later I access the webby and click on skin… guess what happened… It gave me a horrendous list of skin care products!! What the… Haha.. Later then I realized that the webby should be &lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/"&gt;http://www.blogskins.com/&lt;/a&gt;! A letter “s” makes a big difference dude! Haha… don’t make the same mistakes man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this was how I got this new skin.. The little princess.. isn’t it sweet and cute? Love at first sight! Oh well, at least it was after 1 &amp;1/2 hrs of decision!! LoLx`!! Was really browsing real hard in the webby and searching for the “best” skin to dress up my blog!! Hmm…&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;but there is nothing called the best… Even if it is the best, it’s how you look&lt;br /&gt;at it and named it the best ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hee.. Inspiring huh? Haha~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw HL babe online today and chatted with her for a while… You sure gotta believe even when we’re in the beginning of the holidays, it’s still as tiring~! So… You questioned why? Well, it’s all because of tuition! Hee.. Need to earn extra bucks and I felt that tuition was the easiest job! How wrong I was, it’s really tiring to travel here and there… Sometimes I would rather I work in a permanent place!! HaHa…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least HL is free on Friday… when am I free? The answer is I’m never free~!! (Exaggerating to gain sympathy!!) At least that applies to the situation now… Haha... I will be freed after Nov when they finish their exams!! Yippee..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be the same old story again tomorrow morning… Tuition again in the morning, then continued with the tuition in the evening… Really no life!! But all will be over in just a while… though I must agree that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;all work &amp;amp; no play makes June a dull girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; HaHa!! LoLx`!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-109880727109051629?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/109880727109051629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=109880727109051629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109880727109051629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109880727109051629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2004/10/little-princess-my-new-blog-skin.html' title='*Little Princess-My New Blog skin* '/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-109872148302283660</id><published>2004-10-26T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T00:24:43.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*2B PenciL - Busy, Bored*</title><content type='html'>It had only been a few days after my holidays and I'm feeling real bored! Hmm... caught the movie "White chicks" with my darlin' on Sat, 23rd Oct.. It was really a good show... definitely worth watching!! Really am bored cos I'm having tuition almost everyday! From morning till night... don't even have time for people whom I love... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took on an assignment recently which i would have termed it as "mission impossible"... Well.. If you'll like to know, I'll tell ya... It's about this China boy.. Well, he's pretty shy at first, and he only concentrated on English alone as a main core subject... Tot he would have been a really nice boy but it turned out to be a disaster...!! The worst thing was the rude attitude towards his mum...? (Are all boys liddat? Hmm.. then next time I rather I give birth to a daughter and name her "Clarissa"!!) Really had a headache and almost cried because I feel so lost... I dunno where to start... The very basics of plural and singular nouns, present tense, present perfect tense, present continuous tense, past tense, past continuous tense, and the future tense... WaHz~!! Headache man!! LoLx`!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least he's willing to listen for a minute or so and let me finish what I'm supposed to... do you think I'm a committed teacher? I always stay for extra 1/2 hr!! But well, you might think I'm stupid or what, but seriously, I want to help this boy... He has to go back to his homeland if he isn't able to pass his English and stay in Singapore... But however, I musn't put all the blame on myself if he isn't able to make it... but of course I wouldn't want that to happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His parents had been a bit of pressuring though.. asking me not to give him too MUCH or too LITTLE homework... They expect me to know what's called "AVERAGE" amount.. Well, I do recognize the word "AVERAGE"... But hey.. I'm only an average girl... and work gievn can't really be weighted right? I'm not some super woman who can who can build ROME in a day (ROME wasn't built in a day)... you know what I mean? (Wait... Did I just called myself a Woman? ~HaHa~)&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I'm trying my very best to teach him all I know, and what he needs to know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck to me~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-109872148302283660?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/109872148302283660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=109872148302283660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109872148302283660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109872148302283660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2004/10/2b-pencil-busy-bored.html' title='*2B PenciL - Busy, Bored*'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-109872405910905143</id><published>2004-10-26T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T01:12:01.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+Absence makes e heart grow fonder+</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Absence makes the heart grow fonder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;It's really true.. We only learn to appreciate people better when we're parted from them... Though I'm only parted from Will daR' for 2 days... really miss him like carzy... Though it doesn't really show but I do msg him every now and then to make sure everything's right... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, he's been feeling unwell.. guess should be much due to stress.. I hope he will feel better after a while..I feel really worried for him... Hmm.. maybe when the day when celebrate his birthday, he'll feel much much better? Oh well, still a long way to go.. But I'm still working hard on the planning~!! Gotta make his birthday a special and unforgetable one with loads and loads of surprises!! I promise!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DarLin, if you're reading now,just wanna say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'll always be there for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;~!!&lt;br /&gt;(P.S: I know it never rain but it pours, but every cloud has a sliver lining, there is hope even in unfortunate circumstances so be strong!!)  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-109872405910905143?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/109872405910905143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=109872405910905143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109872405910905143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109872405910905143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2004/10/absence-makes-e-heart-grow-fonder.html' title='+Absence makes e heart grow fonder+'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-109497770902465810</id><published>2004-09-12T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T16:28:29.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+=Ways to say I Love You w/o words!=+</title><content type='html'>[1] Make lunch for him, packed it in a cute lunchbox, complete with Hershey's kisses and delivered it in person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2] Whenever you go out for dinner with your bf and he can't decide between two dishes, always order one of them so he can try both -- even if it's not your first choice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[3] Sneak into his car and post a picture of yourself so he can see you when he drives off to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[4] Buy him flowers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[5] Buy him a pair boxers and use a permannet maker to write this on the elastic waistband  "You're the Best". Ensuring a great morning for him when he dresses up , read it and smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[6] Before he leaves on a business trip, hide "I miss you" notes all over the house -- in his pants pocket, the refrigerator, his sock drawer etc...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[7] Give him full access to the remote control!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[8] Give him a big bear hug whenever he's home from work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[9] Date him, ask him out instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10] Plan a surprise dinner at a restaurant for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[11] Duplicate his favourite snapshots with you all and paste them all over his room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[12] Wear his favourite perfume!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[13] Get him surprising gifts! (from the condom house? HaHa!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[14] Give him a peck on his cheek when he's asleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-109497770902465810?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/109497770902465810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=109497770902465810' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109497770902465810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109497770902465810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2004/09/ways-to-say-i-love-you-wo-words.html' title='+=Ways to say I Love You w/o words!=+'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172816.post-109470307243946584</id><published>2004-09-09T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T12:11:12.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+=...Wasted efforts...=+</title><content type='html'>What a day... Our grp doing the "M" project was a complete failure.. We had to re-do the whole thing.. Can't believe it.. 3/4 of the project was almost done.. and we had to re-do it again? Hmm.. But anyway, I should ought to learn my lessons le.. Planning is really important.. and a GOOD plan is required.. You don't have to do it immediately to let yourself be protected by the non-fact that you are going to finish the project.. Yes.. finish the project of course... but it's a rubbish project.. One without proper planning, and straight down implementing is of no use.. Oh well, I've better go get my brian cracking down for work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyz.. "YH"!! Sorry abt not having lunch with you and jacob.. HaHa!! Haven't seen you guys for supr long!! How have you been? What abt MH? What is she doing now? Heyz.. We ought to organize a reunion gathering one day huh? Haha~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;June&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8172816-109470307243946584?l=juneyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/feeds/109470307243946584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8172816&amp;postID=109470307243946584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109470307243946584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8172816/posts/default/109470307243946584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juneyong.blogspot.com/2004/09/wasted-efforts.html' title='+=...Wasted efforts...=+'/><author><name>JuneYong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01854985774878028686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
