<?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-16333217</id><updated>2011-07-03T22:38:43.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this world's ever changing</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-8611016457117011058</id><published>2009-04-11T17:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T18:11:10.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby did a great greAT GREAT job today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*so proud*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16333217-8611016457117011058?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sososo looking forward to AUGUST 2010!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUNGEST EMERALD WE'LL BE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16333217-7626154387415578191?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/7626154387415578191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/7626154387415578191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-back.html' title='I&apos;M BACK!!!'/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-2185939076749340258</id><published>2009-01-31T11:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T12:21:19.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Weiming, Xianghao, Wenliang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- For your effort in being there for us at the last moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- For attending the wake though it's the Chinese New Year period&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Huanzhi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- For the very very much appreciated sms of concern and care&lt;br /&gt;- For being the Bro you always had been, even emotionally though you can't be there physically but's its ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shengda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- For your prayers for Jip's family&lt;br /&gt;- For coming to the Wake in cab the moment you knew, though it's CNY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Junjie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- For visiting Popo, when alive and when she's in God's Arms&lt;br /&gt;- For the kind sms, very appreciated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- For being the one who helped Jip the moment you got news of it&lt;br /&gt;- For being there for us for the 2 nights, though little words of what had happened was exchanged, but we felt your care &amp;amp; worry for us&lt;br /&gt;- For being there for Jip in the Wee hours in the morning when he needed some man to man talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Onny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- For attending the wake though it's the Chinese New Year period&lt;br /&gt;- For being there for Jip in the Wee hours in the morning when he needed some man to man talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kangming&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- For the kind Wisdom and Assurance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Janice, Weiliang, Biying, Yanjiang, Shihui&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- For the support you gave to both of us, no words could describe how thankful I am that you are in our life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16333217-2185939076749340258?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/2185939076749340258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/2185939076749340258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/2009/01/special-thanks.html' title='Special Thanks'/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-8472510698366965012</id><published>2009-01-28T14:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T14:57:57.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sure you're Happy :)</title><content type='html'>Popo had always been a faithful Christian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll always remember how her Bible sits neatly&lt;br /&gt;on her dinning table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, God had taken Popo to rest in His arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure she's at a happier place now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16333217-8472510698366965012?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/8472510698366965012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/8472510698366965012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-sure-youre-happy.html' title='I&apos;m sure you&apos;re Happy :)'/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-4832906387006989724</id><published>2009-01-25T17:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T17:10:55.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Popo</title><content type='html'>Doc said left with few days given her condition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, pray that she'll pull through CNY ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that many more will be able to be with her at her last moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's so Fragile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treasure it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really wonder if the girls know what I'm going through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do they know how much their slightest concern will mean so much for this friendship?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16333217-4832906387006989724?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/4832906387006989724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/4832906387006989724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/2009/01/popo.html' title='Popo'/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-3188912309483374326</id><published>2009-01-25T04:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T04:55:06.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's be Emotional</title><content type='html'>Was packing my stuffs just now and realised how fast Time has passed by us all... Isn't it? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories popped up everywhere... Good and Bad of course, some meant to be forgotten, some meant to stay for long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There and then I reflected how much everybody had grown around me. Boy to Man, Girls\ to Woman. Some still the same as before, some changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I chanced upon something from the Past, I would never fail to think of 'What Ifs' or 'How I Wishedes'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime ago, I learnt about being grateful for the things and situations we have now. And I am. I'm so grateful of how my life has changed since I first stepped into Zhenghua till now, being a working adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, if given a chance. If given a chance to live again, I'll gladly live some all over again. But of course I'll choose not to live some all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some ppl you're just so grateful that they're in your life, and you wouldn't mind having them in your afterlife, afterafterlife, afterafterafterlife... Some ppl you'll just hoped and prayd and wished they had never and would never ever enter your life... But for some ppl, they came into your life at certain time, and seems to leave, at the most appropriate time. Bittersweet I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I always always say, some ppl are meant to be of the past. To be grateful that they came into your life and made a difference in some aspects. To be grateful of how much goodness was born as they leave, and not feel sadness for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can never never ever be a significant part of your life again. Never ever. I wouldn't want to too :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16333217-3188912309483374326?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/3188912309483374326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/3188912309483374326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/2009/01/lets-be-emotional.html' title='Let&apos;s be Emotional'/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-8595139769043737301</id><published>2009-01-19T11:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T11:24:43.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zzz</title><content type='html'>Seriously nothing much to do in office right now&lt;br /&gt;And the flu virus is attacking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg&lt;br /&gt;Feel so SIAN&lt;br /&gt;So I shall go surf the Internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah!&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which&lt;br /&gt;My dearest Jippo is SOOO smart to help me reset my home's internet connection and everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thr333 Cheers to you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16333217-8595139769043737301?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/8595139769043737301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/8595139769043737301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/2009/01/zzz.html' title='zzz'/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-2705551084380904919</id><published>2009-01-12T17:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T17:29:56.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>Jip's popo is hospital again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, pray for her ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those who had been there for us these few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really appreciate your effort in this Friendship&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/16333217-2705551084380904919?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/2705551084380904919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/2705551084380904919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-1347685082194919693</id><published>2009-01-04T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T23:51:00.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekends...</title><content type='html'>BOO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so fulfiled! The weekends of the FIRST month of 2009 (Which is now, which is January :) are all burnt for good reasons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, met up with the SPECIAL people of my life, and also met up with Huanzhi &amp;amp; Wenliang (Glad to know that your eye is fine :) a good lesson to remind you to take care of them!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next weekend before it is Liang's bdae chalet which I'll attend on Friday only (Most likey to stay overnight), after which the next morning till Sunday is LC Weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next next weekend's Saturday is my cousin's wedding at Swiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next next next weekend's CNY! Bght office-wear-kind of dresses for this year's CNY. About a totle of $240 for FOUR dresses :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... Here's all for now... (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16333217-1347685082194919693?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/1347685082194919693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/1347685082194919693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekends.html' title='Weekends...'/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-9115129511308420049</id><published>2009-01-03T02:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T02:36:26.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti-Social</title><content type='html'>Is it a state of mind or an act of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder when will I be able to rest my mind. I think it'll give you creeps if you truly know how the mind of mine worked &amp;amp; works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like how Mr Jippo can't stand at times (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my RED streaks are back. Not really red red, but magenta red? It's done much better than the previous I felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After this, NO MORE DINGING DONGING TO MY HAIR! I hereby declare that other than daily 2-in-1 Satinique Shampoo-ing (Sometimes a change to the Colour Care System) + Hi-Gloss Serum application to damp hair &amp;amp; Weekly Satinique Intensive Repair Masque Treatment, I'm not going to let my hair hair go through anything else! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Till perhaps after September 09 (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, back to the topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess not alot of you (If ever there are people reading this) will be able to see my red streaks. Why? Don't ask me why, I'm not sure too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just felt that my time is worth spending on other more important people in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who truly care, and listened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how Humans react to Adversities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sometimes funny when you look back, and realised how only one event could literally 'Change your life'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It comes with also a tinge of sadness, how relationships which are almost (I'm not saying it is, it's almost only) only like a stone, which is affected by the surroundings. However it is being craved or erroded, it will become what it is eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like how it did happened. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a joyous note, some but only a few relationships are like the pile of sand. It'll always be able to return to it's original form. No matter what you write on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I'm glad I met a few like that (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16333217-9115129511308420049?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/9115129511308420049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/9115129511308420049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/2009/01/anti-social.html' title='Anti-Social'/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-368460829700456979</id><published>2009-01-01T15:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T15:20:54.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy NEW year~</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;2009 is here for&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time to&lt;br /&gt;listen &amp;amp; give more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time to&lt;br /&gt;reflect on the past year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time to&lt;br /&gt;be grateful for what you have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time to&lt;br /&gt;set new directions in years to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time to&lt;br /&gt;pick yourself up and become stronger :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2008 had been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time of being Twenty-One&lt;br /&gt;learning through ups &amp;amp; downs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time of being Twenty-One&lt;br /&gt;through a great learning curve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time of being Twenty-One&lt;br /&gt;and learning to be BIG-Hearted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time of being Twenty-One&lt;br /&gt;of happiness &amp;amp; sadness, gains &amp;amp; loss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time of being Twenty-One&lt;br /&gt;and grateful for the family &amp;amp; friends I Have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2008 had&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really been a great year of everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2008 had&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taught me the value of family &amp;amp; friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2008 had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;been filled with adversities to overcome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2008 had...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been a true Growing-Up year for Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As usual, 2009 &lt;em&gt;resolutions &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Be a strong leader&lt;br /&gt;2. Be a less choleric lady&lt;br /&gt;3. Be a BIG-Hearted person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Backpack trip&lt;br /&gt;5. Driving license&lt;br /&gt;6. Renovate room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy NEW year to All~&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/16333217-368460829700456979?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/368460829700456979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/368460829700456979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy NEW year~'/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-8348930225152358838</id><published>2008-12-28T19:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T19:54:58.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I that bad?</title><content type='html'>Am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or they are not worth my tears...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16333217-8348930225152358838?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/8348930225152358838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/8348930225152358838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/2008/12/am-i-that-bad.html' title='Am I that bad?'/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-1874808005015620825</id><published>2008-12-26T01:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T02:04:15.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>Ever wondered why are Emotions existing in Humans? How I wish I'm not feeling the way I am right now... Kind of Emo-ing I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm that kind who is easily affected of how people would see me as, and I'm super sensitive and defensive about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i.e. I'm affected by what she blogged about and I feel that she's talking about me and I'm NOT happy about it as she should think of what's the situation we're facing now and she didn't even showed any concern about it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. Enough Negative Thoughts. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe I didn't spell out CLEARLY ENOUGH what is happening now. Whatever. Anyway the people who knew and cared are only my 2 always-had-been-there-brothers, Huanzhi &amp;amp; Junjie :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I can hug both of you tight now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Merry After Christmas Day to you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16333217-1874808005015620825?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/1874808005015620825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/1874808005015620825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/2008/12/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-3379712594196103709</id><published>2008-12-15T10:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T10:06:06.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHA</title><content type='html'>I'm in pain&lt;br /&gt;I'm terribly out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, see below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Around August 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v285/almostallabtmua/blog%20posts/?action=view&amp;amp;current=atCHC1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/almostallabtmua/blog%20posts/atCHC1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around November 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v285/almostallabtmua/blog%20posts/?action=view&amp;amp;current=atplayground4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/almostallabtmua/blog%20posts/atplayground4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spot the Diff!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16333217-3379712594196103709?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/3379712594196103709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/3379712594196103709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/2008/12/haha.html' title='HAHA'/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-873956027933528967</id><published>2008-12-15T09:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T09:35:26.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Splashy</title><content type='html'>Shoots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having DIAHORREA (however you spell it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the titles says, it sound like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Churn churn churn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16333217-873956027933528967?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/873956027933528967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/873956027933528967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/2008/12/splashy.html' title='Splashy'/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-8288208860369833790</id><published>2008-12-12T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T17:50:36.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Directions</title><content type='html'>How? Should I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times are bad now you know... But the choleric side of me, felt like I'm just like a Olvl Temp! BUTBUT... The environment's quit good o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of can't wait for the New Year to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New start, new etc. etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16333217-8288208860369833790?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/8288208860369833790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/8288208860369833790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/2008/12/directions.html' title='Directions'/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-4394220076833089936</id><published>2008-12-08T01:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:27:54.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The word 'Friends'</title><content type='html'>As the title says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is Friends are Lasting and are for Life&lt;br /&gt;Setback is Friends are people who Comes and Goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of what Miss Yeo told us when we were in Sec 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very young her once wrote in some chinese essay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our life is like a journey of a Train in a Country&lt;br /&gt;As we go stop by each station, passengers are boarding and alighting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are like the passengers&lt;br /&gt;Some board earlier, Some board later&lt;br /&gt;Some alights earlier, Some alights later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Some no matter if they board earlier or later&lt;br /&gt;They alights at the last station of your journey in Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thgh somehow it's emptiness that dawns on&lt;br /&gt;But somehow that the way of Life as we all mature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm really grateful that Some are still around&lt;br /&gt;during this difficult point of Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to You know who you are :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v285/almostallabtmua/blog%20posts/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ThankYou.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/almostallabtmua/blog%20posts/ThankYou.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16333217-4394220076833089936?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/4394220076833089936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/4394220076833089936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/2008/12/word-friends.html' title='The word &apos;Friends&apos;'/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-1637344223829200562</id><published>2008-09-19T17:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T17:44:37.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smile!</title><content type='html'>Hey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently at work... Been almost slacking&lt;br /&gt;the WHOLE day... Hahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, nothing much at work actually...&lt;br /&gt;Just some occasional one-time off tasks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played 'Ranch Rush' the WHOLE day&lt;br /&gt;at work yesterday! :x the whole department&lt;br /&gt;left with me and another colleague, so might&lt;br /&gt;as well do my things then! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel damn guilty now...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm considering furthering my&lt;br /&gt;Bachelor in Early Childhood Education...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most likely oveseas! That'll be in about&lt;br /&gt;probably 5 years time? When everything's&lt;br /&gt;settled down :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhmm... likely to ROM &amp;amp; GET MARRIED&lt;br /&gt;in early 2010 instead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna 'leave' my mum so soon! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16333217-1637344223829200562?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/1637344223829200562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/1637344223829200562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/2008/09/smile.html' title='smile!'/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-2788637771842219739</id><published>2008-08-05T14:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T15:21:55.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can't Lead what you Need</title><content type='html'>Hi There!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual... Lots of changing&lt;br /&gt;and lots of learning these&lt;br /&gt;few weeks!&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/16333217-2788637771842219739?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/2788637771842219739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/2788637771842219739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-cant-lead-what-you-need.html' title='You can&apos;t Lead what you Need'/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-3333830642700828679</id><published>2008-07-04T15:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T15:48:05.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Cubicle</title><content type='html'>Well well... Life @ RP is sooo different!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like now, I have NOTHING to do -.-"&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm here... Blogging! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well LIFE's been getting exciting! :)&lt;br /&gt;Not sure how to relate to you, but one&lt;br /&gt;day you'll understand :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yup! We've plans of ROM-ing&lt;br /&gt;first around december next year if&lt;br /&gt;time and stuff allows :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most likely a small party @ one of&lt;br /&gt;the JTC cafe club there... Heard from&lt;br /&gt;Jip that the place's rather nice, and&lt;br /&gt;most importantly its easy for guests&lt;br /&gt;to travel there... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... And planning starts now! :D&lt;br /&gt;Tune-in for more details at the later&lt;br /&gt;stage! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16333217-3333830642700828679?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/3333830642700828679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/3333830642700828679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-cubicle.html' title='My Cubicle'/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-5183812181464117279</id><published>2008-06-29T01:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T01:53:15.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HA HA !!!</title><content type='html'>I'M BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn... I realised that it has been TWO plus&lt;br /&gt;years since I last 'STEPPED' into this blog of&lt;br /&gt;mine :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well well... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOTSA&lt;/span&gt; changes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;... I really don't know why the hell am I&lt;br /&gt;'blogging' again :p Just bored... I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well like I mentioned, lots of changes for this&lt;br /&gt;past TWO years... (Even the way I type -.-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where should I start from? I don't even&lt;br /&gt;know! I guess I'm here cause I've kind of&lt;br /&gt;been thinking about things during my sec&lt;br /&gt;school days... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;... It's  REAL funny to&lt;br /&gt;recall about those small little things when&lt;br /&gt;you're young...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess... This will be a place where I talk&lt;br /&gt;about stuff  which I won't really say what&lt;br /&gt;it is? (If you don't really understand what&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it's perfectly fine! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... I'll come by once a week I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird stuffs has been happening these days...&lt;br /&gt;It's not bad stuffs... But just stuffs which&lt;br /&gt;forces you to grow as a person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuffs that makes you wonder... Basically for&lt;br /&gt;a start, I'm a very very very think-too-much&lt;br /&gt;person... So naturally, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; just think about&lt;br /&gt;things... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Practically&lt;/span&gt; every minute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hhmm&lt;/span&gt;... All I can say is...&lt;br /&gt;LOTS of things has changed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;yah&lt;/span&gt;, if you're miraculously reading this&lt;br /&gt;entry, please tag! Haha... Whatever it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16333217-5183812181464117279?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/5183812181464117279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/5183812181464117279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/2008/06/ha-ha.html' title='HA HA !!!'/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-113712645629202000</id><published>2006-01-13T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T12:27:36.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hohoho</title><content type='html'>haha... i'm back~!!!&lt;br /&gt;lol... didt blog for quite&lt;br /&gt;a looong time~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well... busy busy as usual...&lt;br /&gt;projects projects projects...&lt;br /&gt;almost everyday project&lt;br /&gt;project project... -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i NEED my HOLIDAYS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently in IT class...&lt;br /&gt;lol... apparently most of the coms&lt;br /&gt;didt have the adobe premier prog&lt;br /&gt;therefore... she gave us R&amp;R... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhmm...&lt;br /&gt;lots of changes goin on still...&lt;br /&gt;i guess thats part of growin up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been learnin to take things&lt;br /&gt;REAL REAL REAL easy~~~&lt;br /&gt;guess i'm too uptight and watever&lt;br /&gt;in the past... tsk tsk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... watever u tell mi now...&lt;br /&gt;depends on wat it is...&lt;br /&gt;i'll usually say&lt;br /&gt;"aiya... part of life...",&lt;br /&gt;"they'll soon understand"&lt;br /&gt;blahblahblah... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz... gtg go my project... zzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16333217-113712645629202000?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/113712645629202000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/113712645629202000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/2006/01/hohoho.html' title='hohoho'/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-113320023723791271</id><published>2005-11-29T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T01:50:37.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pox pox pox</title><content type='html'>backback... it's been long since i blogged eh?&lt;br /&gt;tired... didt even get to chekc my email...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...&lt;br /&gt;i'm a certified victim of chicken pox virus...&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks of MC...&lt;br /&gt;then there comes&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks of term break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means?&lt;br /&gt;i get 1 mth break!&lt;br /&gt;sounds fun?&lt;br /&gt;nope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had already missed 1 presentation...&lt;br /&gt;and i WILL be missin another more&lt;br /&gt;major presentation... argh~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT case study to be done at home...&lt;br /&gt;field practicum to be done&lt;br /&gt;durin term break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itchy~! itchy~! itchy~!&lt;br /&gt;*gone*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16333217-113320023723791271?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/113320023723791271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/113320023723791271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/2005/11/pox-pox-pox.html' title='pox pox pox'/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-113098982947944538</id><published>2005-11-03T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T11:50:29.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>i'm damn PISSED&lt;br /&gt;super duper pissed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wash my hands out of it...&lt;br /&gt;quit aerobics... too much&lt;br /&gt;to handle... alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask them to volunteer?&lt;br /&gt;when they didt even initiate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry~ thats not my workin style&lt;br /&gt;therefore... i QUIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sometime...&lt;br /&gt;i found out the real meanin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some ppl seemed close-minded...&lt;br /&gt;but they definately aren't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while others... especially those who&lt;br /&gt;acted as if they're very open-minded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are... in fact so close n naive...&lt;br /&gt;some thght they had seen the world...&lt;br /&gt;but they haven't... n they go on n on&lt;br /&gt;sayin how somethings are watever-they-call-it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm...&lt;br /&gt;these kind of ppl...&lt;br /&gt;will be my MOTIVATION...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someday...&lt;br /&gt;on day...&lt;br /&gt;i'll send YOU a postcard...&lt;br /&gt;while i'm enjoyin... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gone*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16333217-113098982947944538?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/113098982947944538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/113098982947944538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/2005/11/tired.html' title='tired'/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-112994669425109451</id><published>2005-10-22T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T10:04:54.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>wellwell... no work today... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's coming home~! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gone*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16333217-112994669425109451?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/112994669425109451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/112994669425109451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-112956416731250365</id><published>2005-10-17T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T23:49:27.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the good the bad</title><content type='html'>wellwell... these few days had been&lt;br /&gt;good and bad... i guess it's the&lt;br /&gt;balancin of nature... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...&lt;br /&gt;had LOTS &amp; LOTS &amp;amp; LOTS&lt;br /&gt;of FUN with the gals... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate at bp ljs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went town...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took neoprints...&lt;br /&gt;(we were practically screaming&lt;br /&gt;while we raced against the timin&lt;br /&gt;of the shots and decoration)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bght bottoms...&lt;br /&gt;(tsk tsk... another skirt for mi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then off to home sweet home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... i rushed home... y?&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to help jip enrol for his&lt;br /&gt;IS modules!!! damn... i was total&lt;br /&gt;in shock when the gals talked abt&lt;br /&gt;the enrolment at ljs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naturally... being mi...&lt;br /&gt;i broke down lah... haha -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watever the case is... at least&lt;br /&gt;i was lucky engh to be able to&lt;br /&gt;enrol 1 of his preferred module...&lt;br /&gt;(social psychology)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.. for the other 1... i enrolled&lt;br /&gt;him in psychology in creativity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only when i enrolled it...&lt;br /&gt;i realised that his other perferred&lt;br /&gt;one was not under lifeskills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meaning... i cld had the chance...&lt;br /&gt;jus that i didt noe abt it...&lt;br /&gt;*guilty guilty*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wellwell...&lt;br /&gt;good and bad day like i said...&lt;br /&gt;*gone*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16333217-112956416731250365?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/112956416731250365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/112956416731250365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/2005/10/good-bad.html' title='the good the bad'/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-112938682843396613</id><published>2005-10-15T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T22:35:54.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where were you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;the lights shined on me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;there i was...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;tasting the feel of recognition...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;where were you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;the pats from them landed on my back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;there i stood...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;feeling the desire so strong in me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;where were you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;how i wished...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;you were there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/16333217-112938682843396613?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/112938682843396613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/112938682843396613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/2005/10/where-were-you.html' title='where were you?'/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-112929435787706326</id><published>2005-10-14T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T20:54:16.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how i wish...</title><content type='html'>as usual... been very tired these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously... after workin in the playgrp...&lt;br /&gt;i'm startin to feel whether if this's for&lt;br /&gt;mi... but on the bright side... some&lt;br /&gt;how or rather... at the end of the&lt;br /&gt;day... u'lll feel alrite again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of things happenin to my&lt;br /&gt;personal life... social life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss jippo...&lt;br /&gt;tis period of time kinda made mi&lt;br /&gt;realised the whole thing about our&lt;br /&gt;relationship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish... everyone in this world&lt;br /&gt;will live life positively...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish... ppl around mi would&lt;br /&gt;understand each other more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish... that i could jus say&lt;br /&gt;all my feelins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but somehow... this world's jus&lt;br /&gt;not like how i wish it would be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gone*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16333217-112929435787706326?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/112929435787706326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/112929435787706326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/2005/10/how-i-wish.html' title='how i wish...'/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-112892661955252201</id><published>2005-10-10T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T14:43:39.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hhmm...&lt;br /&gt;jippo left for cambodia le... &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;veryvery tired these few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don noe wat to blog abt...&lt;br /&gt;jus feel like blogin somethin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well... watever...&lt;br /&gt;*gone*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16333217-112892661955252201?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/112892661955252201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/112892661955252201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/2005/10/hhmm_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-112869706796200936</id><published>2005-10-07T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T22:57:47.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hhmm... tired tird tired...&lt;br /&gt;this holis as if it aint a holi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;playgroup job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.30am-1pm&lt;br /&gt;mon-fri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;kumon job @ yewtee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5pm-9pm&lt;br /&gt;tues &amp; thurs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;kumon job @ cck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3pm-9pm&lt;br /&gt;wed&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;9am-1pm&lt;br /&gt;sat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ABOVE is my HOLIDAYS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhmm... anyway... i didt wan&lt;br /&gt;to rot my holis away too...&lt;br /&gt;its a gd experience and&lt;br /&gt;furture resume too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhmm... my jippo lim's&lt;br /&gt;gonna go cambodia soon~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess... if u didnt see mi&lt;br /&gt;cry or tear at the airport...&lt;br /&gt;never be surprised k? haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don ask mi y... hhmm...&lt;br /&gt;jus a gut feelin? anyway...&lt;br /&gt;i believe that the shitty feel&lt;br /&gt;will sink in soon after he's&lt;br /&gt;away for few days... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw... haha... guess wat he did?&lt;br /&gt;he bght mi a packet of goodies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha... it consist of...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 choco Baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 choco M&amp;Ms&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 peanut Snickers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 choco Panda Biscuit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 choco Yan Yan Biscuit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 red packet Smarties... :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked y did he buy so much...&lt;br /&gt;he said it's for the 2 wk period&lt;br /&gt;when he isnt around :)&lt;br /&gt;hehe... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*gone*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16333217-112869706796200936?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/112869706796200936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/112869706796200936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/2005/10/hhmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-112857814710294083</id><published>2005-10-06T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T13:55:47.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dreamt abt my results at&lt;br /&gt;abt 6+++am today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... dreamt that i got 5 As...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pulled myself up to go to&lt;br /&gt;work at 8am... compeletely&lt;br /&gt;forgotten that i'll be receivin&lt;br /&gt;my results via sms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai... no As...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i really wonder...&lt;br /&gt;wat for i work so hard for&lt;br /&gt;my projects...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gone*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16333217-112857814710294083?l=yourstrulyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/112857814710294083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16333217/posts/default/112857814710294083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstrulyat.blogspot.com/2005/10/dreamt-abt-my-results-at-abt-6am-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessica T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16333217.post-112809939451308451</id><published>2005-10-01T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T00:56:34.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally... i drew my layout...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... it feels so good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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