<?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-7900150820923311740</id><updated>2011-07-08T23:40:03.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Janice</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7900150820923311740.post-885924173785738138</id><published>2009-08-15T12:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T12:13:11.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After reading my past post, I really miss him. Ya, everything is too late. Too late.. :'(&lt;br /&gt;You people will never know how scare I'm, how sad I'm.. Seriously, I no longer know what I want anymore. Nobody is able to make me feel really happy now. But I want to say, I LOVE MY MUM! I will cherish and treasure. I hate the feeling of losing someone around me so please don't leave me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-885924173785738138?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/885924173785738138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/08/after-reading-my-past-post-i-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/885924173785738138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/885924173785738138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/08/after-reading-my-past-post-i-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-8496101164862154201</id><published>2009-07-14T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T22:39:27.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriously, I still cannot believe that he had left.. It is really an unbelievable fact, hard to accept. How am I suppose to do? People ask me not to think, don't be sad. But do you have that experience before? Seeing someone that is close to you left without knowing beforehand? It really shock me, feels like my heart had stopped, my nervous system is not working. Words really can't explain how I feel. Give whatever you can before it's too late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-8496101164862154201?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/8496101164862154201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/07/seriously-i-still-cannot-believe-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/8496101164862154201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/8496101164862154201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/07/seriously-i-still-cannot-believe-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-3233217373656658882</id><published>2009-07-04T19:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T19:33:14.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is unpredictable so treasure everything you have before it's too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will take care of myself and got to be strong to take care my mum.&lt;br /&gt;My heart is still aching..&lt;br /&gt;It can never be forget..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-3233217373656658882?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/3233217373656658882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-is-unpredictable-so-treasure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/3233217373656658882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/3233217373656658882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-is-unpredictable-so-treasure.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-2772467466888317561</id><published>2009-06-28T21:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T21:31:46.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel blessed to be healthy</title><content type='html'>Tired.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I think of the past, bring me around the place... I felt so headache.&lt;br /&gt;God bless him please!&lt;br /&gt;My mummy is the best!&lt;br /&gt;That bitch is a cb! Heartless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;人一生只谈一次恋爱或许才是最好的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;因为经历多了，会麻木。分离多了，会习惯。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;换恋人多了，会比较。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;到最后你不会再相信爱情，你会自暴自弃。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From Dorothy:  I don't agree. (: with those chinese words. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;人生出来is to 比较.no比较哪来的进步?拿来比较才知道,哪一个对你最好&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply tag to Dorothy: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;换恋人多了，会比较。Because &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;comparing &lt;/span&gt;will make us &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;not contented&lt;/span&gt;, especially when you got&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; too much ex-lovers&lt;/span&gt;. As I'm one feeling this so I agreed.  Which cause &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;麻木&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;。 Once &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;麻木 will cause &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;到最后你不会再相信爱情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*If not, I won't be waiting and finding a new one?  :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-2772467466888317561?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/2772467466888317561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/feel-blessed-to-be-healthy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/2772467466888317561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/2772467466888317561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/feel-blessed-to-be-healthy.html' title='Feel blessed to be healthy'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-1328457486991981978</id><published>2009-06-25T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T00:00:45.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is the real regret.&lt;br /&gt;Extreme heartache I ever had. I'm afraid to open the door, whenever I open the door, my tears start to roll down and never stop.&lt;br /&gt;How long am "I gonna be strong"?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-1328457486991981978?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/1328457486991981978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-is-real-regret.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/1328457486991981978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/1328457486991981978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-is-real-regret.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-6441792005193244398</id><published>2009-06-24T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T21:36:14.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;人一生只谈一次恋爱或许才是最好的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;因为经历多了，会麻木。分离多了，会习惯。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;换恋人多了，会比较。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;到最后你不会再相信爱情，你会自暴自弃。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Saw this at Dandan's blog. I fully agreed man. Tired with love..&lt;br /&gt;I have no direction for future. I'm afraid of future, scare to go on..&lt;br /&gt;Do I really need you now? Even if you are by my side, do you willing to listen me complaining?&lt;br /&gt;Being independent is able to let you survive  even if you are alone, it may be good. But somehow I rather not, I want to be taken care by other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I love my mum! The luckiest things in my life was to have this mummy. She never give up on us.. She's really tired.&lt;br /&gt;My dad is getting weaker and weaker, I'm really afraid that he's not able to make it. He is stubborn which made us worried. I miss the time when you brought us out last time. I rather not have freedom like everyone dad who are strict to their daughter than you having a weak health. Though I know that you don't feel good too.&lt;br /&gt;Life to me is getting bad to worse? So sick with life. Living is just suffering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/SkIrHV2HwrI/AAAAAAAAAHs/yoWBZj1-uT8/s1600-h/DSC03788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/SkIrHV2HwrI/AAAAAAAAAHs/yoWBZj1-uT8/s320/DSC03788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350886712392794802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-6441792005193244398?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/6441792005193244398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/saw-this-at-dandans-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/6441792005193244398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/6441792005193244398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/saw-this-at-dandans-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/SkIrHV2HwrI/AAAAAAAAAHs/yoWBZj1-uT8/s72-c/DSC03788.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7900150820923311740.post-6725430212718911234</id><published>2009-06-24T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T20:30:41.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>East coast Cyclingggggggggg!&lt;br /&gt;My butt pain sia! Start cycle from around 7plus(pm) to this morning around 7am. 12 hours? Of course we slacked and eat, Saiful eat a lot despite he's skinny. Lol. We cycle to Changi village to find Saiful's girlfriend(s), Shel and Chloe. (: Pretty sia. He said Chloe prettier right, Saiful?? Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;We cyclied Changi village to Changi Beach here and there like 5 or 6times lah. Then uh, we slacked at Changi Beach because I saw there's swing so I suggest to go over and play.. Saiful threaten me to post.. For the 16years, first time kena bird shit. Fcuk man. Lucky never kena my hair siol. Then Saiful tried to confont me by saying I'm lucky. -.- Lol. But still thank you lah. :D&lt;br /&gt;If more people go will be better, so hopefully after O level !!! I'm waiting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-6725430212718911234?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/6725430212718911234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/east-coast-cyclingggggggggg-my-butt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/6725430212718911234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/6725430212718911234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/east-coast-cyclingggggggggg-my-butt.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-5975513043409276769</id><published>2009-06-23T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T00:19:40.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;When people get to work and know outside world, people start to change. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People are greedy, selfish, realistic and only blame on others. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everybody have feelings so you think people are ...., please think what you had did first. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you think you are right then that's it..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If not, fuck yourself. (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people think think think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Liars fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;Cheater fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;Idiot fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;Fuckers fuck off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JaniceJaniceJanice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life really suck. Family's problem problem problem. You don't have money? But I don't have money, my parents also don't have money. Workworkwork. Crycrycry.. And that's life isn't it? O level = No hope. Sigh.. So disappointed with life, with my work, with everything! Please kill me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-5975513043409276769?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/5975513043409276769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-people-get-to-work-and-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/5975513043409276769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/5975513043409276769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-people-get-to-work-and-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-4119179822224758535</id><published>2009-06-22T21:59:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T00:04:20.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WORKING SUCK! MANAGER SUCK! MAKE ME SO SICK OF WORKING ALREADY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa outing was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Sj-pBrJ2afI/AAAAAAAAAHU/wPS-3_fxstA/s1600-h/P19-06-09_13.55%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Sj-pBrJ2afI/AAAAAAAAAHU/wPS-3_fxstA/s320/P19-06-09_13.55%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350180728568441330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Sj-nMHuccvI/AAAAAAAAAHE/7U9_tu2tY3U/s1600-h/P19-06-09_13.55.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Sj-nMHuccvI/AAAAAAAAAHE/7U9_tu2tY3U/s320/P19-06-09_13.55.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350178709013558002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Sj-dfI1OJcI/AAAAAAAAAG8/2Qd2FRwlzjU/s1600-h/P19-06-09_13.51.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Sj-dfI1OJcI/AAAAAAAAAG8/2Qd2FRwlzjU/s320/P19-06-09_13.51.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350168040611653058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Sj-b1Eg0kNI/AAAAAAAAAG0/vzyC2DYjU54/s1600-h/DSC00266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Sj-b1Eg0kNI/AAAAAAAAAG0/vzyC2DYjU54/s320/DSC00266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350166218386215122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Sj-bt9idIaI/AAAAAAAAAGs/C7sWsvtpqW0/s1600-h/DSC00247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Sj-bt9idIaI/AAAAAAAAAGs/C7sWsvtpqW0/s320/DSC00247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350166096254935458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Sj-bZY88D2I/AAAAAAAAAGk/ZKRjZKaKrlE/s1600-h/DSC00220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Sj-bZY88D2I/AAAAAAAAAGk/ZKRjZKaKrlE/s320/DSC00220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350165742836518754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Sj-bPaFE-wI/AAAAAAAAAGc/cP8X-g7DCtc/s1600-h/%2800%29DSC00264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Sj-bPaFE-wI/AAAAAAAAAGc/cP8X-g7DCtc/s320/%2800%29DSC00264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350165571340401410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Sj-bA0vcQcI/AAAAAAAAAGU/8ik8qMBtaTg/s1600-h/%2800%29DSC00260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Sj-bA0vcQcI/AAAAAAAAAGU/8ik8qMBtaTg/s320/%2800%29DSC00260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350165320799371714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything have changed. People there are changing again and again, people are leaving.. Despite all this make me so sick of working but still, we had great time after work. And this.. was the picture of Ms International.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Sj-pgQ7UoMI/AAAAAAAAAHc/mXOmqLfr3CA/s1600-h/P210609_22.03%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Sj-pgQ7UoMI/AAAAAAAAAHc/mXOmqLfr3CA/s320/P210609_22.03%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350181254104129730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ms Philippine, Ms Vietnam, Ms China, Ms Singapore! &lt;/span&gt;By: Zyra (:&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/7900150820923311740-4119179822224758535?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/4119179822224758535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/working-suck-manager-suck-make-me-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/4119179822224758535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/4119179822224758535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/working-suck-manager-suck-make-me-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Sj-pBrJ2afI/AAAAAAAAAHU/wPS-3_fxstA/s72-c/P19-06-09_13.55%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7900150820923311740.post-676324341854270696</id><published>2009-06-18T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T23:44:20.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did not post for quite some time uh. Too much things to post(lazy). Cut short!!! Tomorrow going &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sentosa&lt;/span&gt; with Ladies! For 4years, never went there together before! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;WOOO&lt;/span&gt;~ tomorrow 9am they will be coming my house to prepare food. Then I will wake up at 7am to prepare everything before they come! Early man. But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nehmind&lt;/span&gt;.. Happy can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;liao&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cheexin&lt;/span&gt;, Mrs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Chua&lt;/span&gt; and others take care of yourself, hope you all recover soon and others, prevent yourself to get sick oh!&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;longgggg&lt;/span&gt; with your baby! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;. Bye all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hypocrite&lt;/span&gt;, fuck you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-676324341854270696?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/676324341854270696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/did-not-post-for-quite-some-time-uh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/676324341854270696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/676324341854270696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/did-not-post-for-quite-some-time-uh.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-1866511786818061359</id><published>2009-06-15T01:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T01:42:10.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>19th and 23rd! I'm waiting, I hope it doesn't call off.&lt;br /&gt;After these two days of activities, perhaps this year was my happiest holiday that I had for my whole life! Lol~ exaggerate uh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Forever is not in my dictionary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-1866511786818061359?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/1866511786818061359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/19th-and-23rd-im-waiting-i-hope-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/1866511786818061359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/1866511786818061359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/19th-and-23rd-im-waiting-i-hope-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-5057815502356215534</id><published>2009-06-14T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T23:55:51.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Staying overnight at Glenda's house with Michele. Even though didn't manage to finish the worksheet, but at least I learn something. Lol. We study, gossip, play with Ting Ting, played games and TIAMO~ Glenda and Michele don't sad, don't commit suicide uh!&lt;br /&gt;Morning just brush teeth then eat and leave.. Glenda's dad so tall, same sia~ All look alike, really one family.&lt;br /&gt;Then afternoon went JurongPoint with Wynna to buy bag, I bought one too! Cannot resist the temptation! I want buybuybuy, but no money. ): So tmr working, for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my face that fucking !@#$%^&amp;amp;*(*&amp;amp;^%$ to be cured and recover!!!! SAD! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-5057815502356215534?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/5057815502356215534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/staying-overnight-at-glendas-house-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/5057815502356215534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/5057815502356215534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/staying-overnight-at-glendas-house-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-8134091567420037906</id><published>2009-06-10T12:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T13:06:00.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh.. I'm so bored. Fed up with everything.. My temper is getting bad to worst. Life really seems so meaningless to me now, no love(not relationship), no happy, angry ,stress and tears are all coming up to me and I can't even do well for studies. Perhaps only money can save me! Even if nobody are accompanying me to go out, I still can go out alone and shop. So, had settled my schedule to work already. Ya, working and tiring but it is muchmuch better to stay at home or getting myself worked up for small small things/nothing. Happy moments never stay, so appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Life are just so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BORED&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEANINGLESS&lt;/span&gt; now&lt;/span&gt;. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-8134091567420037906?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/8134091567420037906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/8134091567420037906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/8134091567420037906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-5413786841484122467</id><published>2009-06-09T10:43:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T11:18:08.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>06/06/o9(sat)&lt;br /&gt;Went tampines with Wynna. Bought a lot of clothes! Went to one of the mall, I think is the newest one, the toilet is damndamn nice la! Got and seats and mirror for us the sit down to tie hair or make up. There's even a sofa inside man! Can you imagine if you're feeling tired and lie on the sofa and sleep? Lol. White and pink, NICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Si3PZPEmZSI/AAAAAAAAAFk/bh71Ya7lwr8/s1600-h/DSC04186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Si3PZPEmZSI/AAAAAAAAAFk/bh71Ya7lwr8/s320/DSC04186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345156365208151330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it looks something like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Si3PSE53VUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3PlAc7qg3MQ/s1600-h/DSC04186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Si3PSE53VUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3PlAc7qg3MQ/s320/DSC04186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345156242219685186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, we bought food to eat! Chocolateeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Si3QV9XpwkI/AAAAAAAAAF8/dvyO6A4PPCQ/s1600-h/DSC04185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Si3QV9XpwkI/AAAAAAAAAF8/dvyO6A4PPCQ/s320/DSC04185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345157408428245570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Si3Qc__1fBI/AAAAAAAAAGE/B9x9YOvr1f4/s1600-h/DSC04176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Si3Qc__1fBI/AAAAAAAAAGE/B9x9YOvr1f4/s320/DSC04176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345157529392741394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Si3Qiku-N1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/Jx11FEfEh2g/s1600-h/DSC04179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Si3Qiku-N1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/Jx11FEfEh2g/s320/DSC04179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345157625153468242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, Wynna's family day so... I'm always bored~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Monday went to school for SS, Saiful dancing, Kia poh and Lukus crapping sooooo funny!  Then initially was going to meet chai, guanjie, gen and others. But end up only Wynna and me were at the Sunplaza. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Since Wynna didn't do her POA AT ALL, so I suggest to go Library so that she can do her work. But, you all know lah... Wynna with her friend together can do her work quietly??!! HHAHAHAHAAH! Wait long long also cannot lah! Saw one guy was playing games with his laptop, then Wynna told me what game he was playing. So, I purposely say out the game's name to disturb that guy la. After thatthatthat, went to Mr TEO CHEE XIONG's house to have POA lesson again. Funfunfun. I got to say this, people who dislike him, actually he isn't that bad! Can all of you believe? We disturb him, he never scold and was laughing! Plus, yesterday we even say out those things that he had scolded us before. Eg. Edmund, "Don't pass your virus to others", Jing wei, "Do you need me to buy you a coffin?". LOL! Can you all imagine how embarrass when we told him this?? Other shall stop, long winded right? Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-5413786841484122467?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/5413786841484122467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/0606o9sat-went-tampines-with-wynna.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/5413786841484122467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/5413786841484122467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/0606o9sat-went-tampines-with-wynna.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Si3PZPEmZSI/AAAAAAAAAFk/bh71Ya7lwr8/s72-c/DSC04186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7900150820923311740.post-1863861002772840785</id><published>2009-06-05T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T00:28:59.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful lies you gave, Beautiful nightmare I had..</title><content type='html'>There is once you told me, you love me.&lt;br /&gt;There is once you say, you will love me forever.&lt;br /&gt;Every morning you will text me and ask if I'm awake.&lt;br /&gt;Every night you will text me a goodnight message.&lt;br /&gt;How sweet you are..&lt;br /&gt;How gentle you are..&lt;br /&gt;It's so memorable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever regret? So make the right choice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't want&lt;/span&gt; to go ITE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't want&lt;/span&gt; to FAIL every test!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't want&lt;/span&gt; to be lazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't want&lt;/span&gt; to REGRET &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-1863861002772840785?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/1863861002772840785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/beautiful-lies-you-gave-beautiful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/1863861002772840785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/1863861002772840785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/beautiful-lies-you-gave-beautiful.html' title='Beautiful lies you gave, Beautiful nightmare I had..'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-8662635886363932086</id><published>2009-06-03T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T23:37:42.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I gonna be mad soon! Stress like hell!&lt;br /&gt;Doing POA homework right now, seems so unfamiliar to me, the question seems weird. I need to work hard for POA! Because I think that I can only score for POA. So Janice, work hard la! Seriously, I really don't know what to do if I didn't do well for O level. If I cannot go poly, would I go for ITE? Shit man. I don't want!!! ;[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I was thinking.. do guys really have feeling? Or brain?&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;most&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; of the guys are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why they loved to comment on girls? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why it is that, they will not admit that they are in the wrong?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why are they so arrogant?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why can't they be more faithful?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why they don't give in?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why are they not understanding?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why they can do it? But we can't.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why are they so selfish?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why they did not think carefully before saying anything hurtful?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why they are just so damn bastard?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I want to say was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go and look at the mirror first lah!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then don't commit any mistake. Fuck you!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You think yourself are so good? I feel disgusted man.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You are born to be a bastard to cheat girls? I pity your mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I mean relationship. No give in? = Never last long.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You don't feel good too right?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;@#$%^&amp;amp;*()(*&amp;amp;^%$#! I hate it man. I can still live on without you too!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go fish market lah. Only think about yourself, neh pok!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;At the end of the day, you will say, "opps, I was very angry at that time. Sorry." It's too late to apologise~ It's too late~ You need to be responsible for what you had said. Sorry no cure.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Better go die can? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this post is only referring to those guys. If you are guilty, please call 1800 912 0000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;I know it's lame, I am just boring..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-8662635886363932086?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/8662635886363932086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-think-i-gonna-be-mad-soon-stress-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/8662635886363932086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/8662635886363932086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-think-i-gonna-be-mad-soon-stress-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-156054782352599642</id><published>2009-06-03T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:00:54.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Math camp was great even though I feel sleepy, I learn a lot man! I  hope it stay in my brain forever, and never leave me. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;After Math camp, went for Bowling with Julian and Royston. Hahahahaha! Royston damn funny lah despite he kept calling us bitch. -.- But I think everyone is going to be used to it lah. Then the way Julian plays is damn scary, seems like he is going to fall anytime. My score was the lousiest, but never mind lah, play play only. Sorry, I need to be self-console uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really so heng" man, this few days.. Maybe I feel kind of "guilty" to face her? Zzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so stress about O level, I don't really think I gonna make it. *Sigh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-156054782352599642?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/156054782352599642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/math-camp-was-great-even-though-i-feel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/156054782352599642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/156054782352599642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/math-camp-was-great-even-though-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-4760624951225001617</id><published>2009-06-02T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T00:07:38.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm still so sad for my Chinese O level! Very very disappointed. Whenever I think of it, I feel like crying.. The hard work and from me and Ms Phay is wasted! *Sigh.. :(:(:(:(:(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tan said "I think you have change your attitude? Why your result still like that?".&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I should give up? What I'm working hard for is pointless.. No matter if I'm work hard or not, it's still the same? My brother did called me before the exam and wished me good luck. But yesterday, my brother called me from the camp again and ask how is it. I told him, "fail liao la". Not even console me and he still say me.. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-4760624951225001617?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/4760624951225001617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-still-so-sad-for-my-chinese-o-level.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/4760624951225001617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/4760624951225001617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-still-so-sad-for-my-chinese-o-level.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-4432800914048835055</id><published>2009-06-02T22:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T22:27:10.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went swimming with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wynna&lt;/span&gt; today, know what??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/SiUy4G3vRwI/AAAAAAAAAFM/YE3CGf-1GJA/s1600-h/DSC04173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/SiUy4G3vRwI/AAAAAAAAAFM/YE3CGf-1GJA/s320/DSC04173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342732472443422466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is how my hand look like now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's not a rubber band or what man. The moment when I took out the band with locker key from my hand, my first reaction was "WHAT THE FUCK!", !@#$%^&amp;amp;*()(*&amp;amp;^%$#$%^&amp;amp;*@. I don't know what to do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sia&lt;/span&gt;! So ugly man. Shit!!&lt;br /&gt;After swimming, went to buy our "must drink" drink &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; after swimming at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jurong&lt;/span&gt; east and had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Nasi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Lemak&lt;/span&gt; too. Then went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;IMM&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Daiso&lt;/span&gt;! Damn funny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sia&lt;/span&gt;! Cock a lot there la, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Wynna&lt;/span&gt; might have upload an video. If you are boring, you can go watch la. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! Each of us bought a beanie,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/SiU2PGKZ2oI/AAAAAAAAAFU/dKT_vC5PahI/s1600-h/DSC04150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/SiU2PGKZ2oI/AAAAAAAAAFU/dKT_vC5PahI/s320/DSC04150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342736165925149314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I look fat wearing this neh, my face damn round. Zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-4432800914048835055?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/4432800914048835055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/went-swimming-with-wynna-today-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/4432800914048835055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/4432800914048835055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/went-swimming-with-wynna-today-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/SiUy4G3vRwI/AAAAAAAAAFM/YE3CGf-1GJA/s72-c/DSC04173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7900150820923311740.post-4684556950338872524</id><published>2009-06-02T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T02:43:25.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chinese O level today.. Not good. I didn't got enough time to finish for paper1. I'm so disappointed with my Chinese test! The feeling of disappointment and sad had actually made me lost control and cried.. I memories everything but I don't have enough time to do! Sigh.. Should I say this time of disappoint had made me to think of study harder or thinking of giving up? Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thank you to people who console me, maybe I should be just like the passage, be more optimistic! God bless me that it will be a kind marker to mark my paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Teo's&lt;/span&gt; house to have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;POA&lt;/span&gt; remedial today. Damn fun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;! He's exactly not the same like he is in school, he is just trying to act fierce I guess.. Know what? Starting I text him, asking him what to bring and his reply was "Heart and soul", lame? Or trying to be funny? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;! Then we had told him how "good" his English was, like always &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pronoun&lt;/span&gt; with a "s" at unnecessary words. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Eg&lt;/span&gt;. A sentences.. Anyway, hope the others will go over too, as it really help! take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-4684556950338872524?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/4684556950338872524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/chinese-o-level-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/4684556950338872524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/4684556950338872524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/06/chinese-o-level-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-6556743855869262017</id><published>2009-05-30T01:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T03:25:33.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just don't know what is happy.</title><content type='html'>My mind: Worried about this coming Monday, Chinese O level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart: Empty, or maybe fading..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feeling: Stress and not happy at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life: Bored, and life is just suck now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are: Realistic,  complicated,  never contented and some are just so damn fucking hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love: Forever is not in my dictionary. It may not be love(feeling), just used to stick with him or her. The feeling of sadness is much more than being happy. Feeling cheated and hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Married: Not guarantee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single: Freedom but lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study: Just for the sake of better future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents: Only person(s) that can be trusted! Who really cares about you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers: Also human, even though some are really suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends: My true friend is Wynna Koh Hui Na. Gao Hui Na but not "gao" at all? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;              True friend(s) is not easy to find. You may think he/she is, but actually not.                              Betrayer and back-stabber can just go and die. Even if you don treat me/he/her/us/we&lt;br /&gt;              as your friend, you don't have to act like you are one. Fuck off please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janice Gan : And me, I don't think anybody can really understand me because I                                                     don't even understand myself. I am not very sociable, but my principle of                                         "I will treat you back the way you treated me" can really make me treat you                                   like my friend if you really treated me like one. I don't love myself so                                                 I'm thinking how am I suppose to love anyone else right? Life is just fucking unfair.                       Mood swing make me think a lot and can make me cry easily. So better don't ask                       anything if you saw this kind of situation real life. But please don't blame me for not&lt;br /&gt;                    answering your question. Hide my feeling, without letting people to know. I'm a                       very emotional person too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate: Betrayer and Back stabber(Which I really met causes like that and was pretty serious one)            Hongster(Hurt like hell man. Sweet guy but unfaithful)&lt;br /&gt;         Hypocrite(I don't like to act, I want to be my true self. But if you want to play, I will&lt;br /&gt;         cooperate then)                     &lt;br /&gt;         Past, fats, short, short hair, small eyes, emotional, people who is proud, look down on                     others, no manners and lots more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love: To be loved, to be important to people, to be respected, everything to be perfect(I know            it's impossible) and .... Cannot think of any already. But of course, CHOCOLATE!                             Especially with nuts, but I hate chocolate with raisins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;And this is me, whether if you like me or hate me, up to you! Bacause I don't really care? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-6556743855869262017?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/6556743855869262017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-just-dont-know-what-is-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/6556743855869262017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/6556743855869262017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-just-dont-know-what-is-happy.html' title='I just don&apos;t know what is happy.'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-2797659116690311587</id><published>2009-05-28T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:05:21.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My biggest worry for now, Monday Chinese O level! Got to study hard man. Stress!&lt;br /&gt;Pray the question are all negative! God bless us! Now I got to study for Chinese already! Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;Maybe I should just wait.. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-2797659116690311587?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/2797659116690311587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-biggest-worry-for-now-monday-chinese.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/2797659116690311587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/2797659116690311587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-biggest-worry-for-now-monday-chinese.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-3718176400220313698</id><published>2009-05-26T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T23:12:44.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry, I really don't know what I want.. What am I suppose to do? Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life is unfair and complicated. People are realistic and never contented. Forever is not in my dictionary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-3718176400220313698?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/3718176400220313698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/sorry-i-really-dont-know-what-i-want.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/3718176400220313698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/3718176400220313698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/sorry-i-really-dont-know-what-i-want.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-3190236324665160272</id><published>2009-05-24T20:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T23:14:06.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>23&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outing with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wynna&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Chai&lt;/span&gt;, Han &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cai&lt;/span&gt;, Darren, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Guan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jie&lt;/span&gt; and Gen. Had lunch at Pasta Mania but only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Wynna&lt;/span&gt; and me were eating, as the rest of them said that they are not hungry. But after eating and we had walked around cine, suddenly they rest said that they were hungry. While they were eating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Wynna&lt;/span&gt; and me went to take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;neoprint&lt;/span&gt;. (: (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Chai&lt;/span&gt; don't scold &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Wynna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;, as we didn't know that you wanted to take also) Then watched Angle and Demon. Starting was boring and had made me fall asleep. After that, is fine. Worth it? I have no comment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/ShlHziAhaiI/AAAAAAAAAEE/0qrTEVoeSqM/s320/DSC04128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339377783852329506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pictures we took.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/ShlH8bPLHUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/WTUTJDa5G8g/s320/DSC04129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339377936653557058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Guna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Jiejie&lt;/span&gt;, not my idea. Is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Wynna's&lt;/span&gt; idea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Mayse&lt;br /&gt;Went for jogging at Khatib  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;stadium&lt;/span&gt; and gym afterwards. Lol. Got two gay sia, quite handsome but too bad lah uh? At around 4pm, initially we wanted to have our lunch butbutbut.. someones stopped us! Ask us to go for pray at a house.. Everything seems weird to me. I still told my mum about it even they said tian ji bu ke xie luo. -.- After all kind of that, we went to Mac and cock alot? Haha. Darren dream on lah, Sohee your girlfriend? Wait longlong also don have. Then left only Guan Jie and Chai and they had a bball match. After awhile Wynna and me headed to Mrt station and home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-3190236324665160272?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/3190236324665160272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/23-th-may-outing-with-wynna-chai-han.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/3190236324665160272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/3190236324665160272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/23-th-may-outing-with-wynna-chai-han.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/ShlHziAhaiI/AAAAAAAAAEE/0qrTEVoeSqM/s72-c/DSC04128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7900150820923311740.post-6463459295245654315</id><published>2009-05-22T23:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T23:14:32.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Maybe my heart had died..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-6463459295245654315?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/6463459295245654315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/maybe-my-heart-had-died.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/6463459295245654315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/6463459295245654315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/maybe-my-heart-had-died.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-9139110287453753562</id><published>2009-05-21T19:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T21:07:00.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chinese test tmr! Chinese O level is on 1st June. Seems like we are not going to have any holidays~&lt;br /&gt;Wynna, I remember the word obsessed by," Wynna is so obsessed by ---------". (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hypocrite, you suck.&lt;br /&gt;You are disgusting, words from you worth nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I think you are just making things worst. Knowing and telling is different.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-9139110287453753562?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/9139110287453753562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/chinese-test-tmr-chinese-o-level-is-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/9139110287453753562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/9139110287453753562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/chinese-test-tmr-chinese-o-level-is-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-4891112894531393794</id><published>2009-05-20T18:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T19:01:22.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Intensive for Chinese is totally crazy! 3hours in the beginning of school, then after school start at 3pm until 5pm. Today is worst! Thought that if we are going to start early then we will be able to release early. But NO! 2pm all the way to 5pm. Still, lucky that I'm not from E2, not if I still gonna suffer now. Chinese Chinese Chinese!!! I got to memories everything man. Going to study for Chinese while playing Restaurant City from facebook! Bye! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-4891112894531393794?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/4891112894531393794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/intensive-for-chinese-is-totally-crazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/4891112894531393794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/4891112894531393794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/intensive-for-chinese-is-totally-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-6053739243155126959</id><published>2009-05-20T01:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T01:46:27.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let blog about today. HAHAHA! My most confident subject POA failed but my most lousiest subject English passed. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what I say was we can't predict of anything. Nothing much to blog actually. Feeling tired now and want to get to sleep. Chinese O's coming, got to GOGOGO! Intensive make me feel sleepy and restless. 3hours listening to the same teacher talking with the same thing again and again. But lucky my Chinese teacher is not that AH SOH! Phew~ Okok, stop here. Tmr still got mock exam paper1. Good luck everyone! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-6053739243155126959?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/6053739243155126959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/let-blog-about-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/6053739243155126959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/6053739243155126959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/let-blog-about-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-3165369378083103197</id><published>2009-05-20T00:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T01:37:14.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/ShLtqwg3CfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/OYD6awP7zac/s1600-h/DSC03788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/ShLtqwg3CfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/OYD6awP7zac/s320/DSC03788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337589827220474354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A picture we took long time ago at Genting. Maybe 10 years back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I bet everyone do quarrel with your parents? Sometime you may even hate them? Ya, they are naggy, irritating, unreasonable and over-controlled at times. What to do? We got no choice but to accept the fact that they are our parents. Seriously, if you want to get out of this "fuck up family" then you got to work hard. Earn many money, independent by buying your own house and not taking money from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, they may have their difficulties. As we are "create" by them, that is why they think that they hold the biggest responsibility to take care of us and giving us the best. Like giving us tuition, ballad, piano so and so. It's for our future! And that's what they think. But for us are totally different. Usually we don't appreciate it and think that they are just kia su.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom is the most precious things we want! Some parents are just too overprotective, which cause conflicts and unhappiness. But if they are going to sit and not bother anything then what are you to them? Do you ever think of that? I was very rebellious last time, giving my mum so many trouble and had let her worried. But after knowing the outside world, like got betrayed by friends. It let me know that only parents can be trust. Out to work and earn money by myself, let me know that earning money isn't easy. We got to get through every shit like when we meet some demanding customer, we have to treat them like a king or queen. When we got scolded by them, we can only shut up. It let me know that last time every stick of cigarettes I smoked was my mum's hard earn money. And I'm just wasting money and good for nothing. Quit smoking was my best achievement. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, what I got to do was to study hard and earn many money for my parents to repay them. Unlike the others, my family is poor but it let me know that we can't choose for what we want. But we can choose what route to go or what future we want! So work hard everyone! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Times do not wait.&lt;br /&gt; So do whatever thing you can for your parents before it's too late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-3165369378083103197?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/3165369378083103197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-bet-everyone-do-quarrel-with-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/3165369378083103197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/3165369378083103197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-bet-everyone-do-quarrel-with-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/ShLtqwg3CfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/OYD6awP7zac/s72-c/DSC03788.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7900150820923311740.post-5897503608321080255</id><published>2009-05-18T23:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T00:11:31.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/ShGEjd5GEOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/U48M0g-cyZM/s320/DSC04126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337192778265137378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Random photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Love have no right or wrong. We can't really control who are we going to love or even hate anybody. It's all about understanding, being concern and etc to keep a long or forever relationship. But usually love are always betray, hurts, jealousy, angry, tears and many more. Now I find it worthless. Disappointment make us feel so sick to go through it again. Maybe it is because we think that there won't be any good ending. Why create trouble and make yourself unhappy right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betray can never be forget. Hurts can never be erase. Jealousy kills. Anger cause violent. Tears bring sadness. So why are we suffering uh? I believe emotionally hurts are much more unforgettable than physically hurts? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So never be harsh. Wait until the right one! Or not putting too much feeling into the relationship only if you have 100% confident that it gonna last!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-5897503608321080255?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/5897503608321080255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-have-no-right-or-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/5897503608321080255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/5897503608321080255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-have-no-right-or-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/ShGEjd5GEOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/U48M0g-cyZM/s72-c/DSC04126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7900150820923311740.post-5209550385377489623</id><published>2009-05-18T22:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T00:39:12.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MYE&lt;/span&gt;, flunk it man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost forgot that we are going to have Chinese O level on 1st June. Shit man! Got to buck up! Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway went lot1 with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wynna&lt;/span&gt;, have lunch+dinner together at Long John Silver with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Chai&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;GUNA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;JieJie&lt;/span&gt;, Gen(Roots) and Han &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cai&lt;/span&gt;(Junior loves). Nothing much about today. Walked around, slacked at Mac and nonsense. I just get to know that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Wynna&lt;/span&gt; and me know super power. We know invisible skill! Thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;JUST FUCKING SHUT UP!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you think that I'm a bitch, know why? Because you are as bitchy as me too. I'm just treating you back the way you treat me!&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hope tomorrow will be better.&lt;br /&gt;Life is unfair. People is realistic. People never feel contented.&lt;br /&gt;If you think that I'm a bitch, know why? Because you are as bitchy as me too. I'm just treating you back the way you treat me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-5209550385377489623?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/5209550385377489623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/mye-flunk-it-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/5209550385377489623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/5209550385377489623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/mye-flunk-it-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-49488828844822791</id><published>2009-05-17T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T21:13:01.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Yna/Weena/Wynna/Koh) says:&lt;br /&gt;*四倍的靠背&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wynna, good that you admit uh. Your Chinese is improving. (:&lt;br /&gt;I believe you can get F9 for Chinese, Good luck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janice - Hypocrisy, you suck! Com'on everybody /skiss says:&lt;br /&gt;*i update my blog, all about you &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;(Yna/Weena/Wynna/Koh) says:&lt;br /&gt;*see my msn&lt;br /&gt;*LOL&lt;br /&gt;*i categorise&lt;br /&gt;*thank you (L)&lt;br /&gt;*i go see&lt;br /&gt;*%   XxxxXxxxX&lt;br /&gt;Janice - Hypocrisy, you suck! Com'on everybody /skiss says:&lt;br /&gt;*fk&lt;br /&gt;*lol&lt;br /&gt;*thank you&lt;br /&gt;*don regret&lt;br /&gt;*wah'&lt;br /&gt;(Yna/Weena/Wynna/Koh) says:&lt;br /&gt;*FUCK YOU&lt;br /&gt;*LOLOOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-49488828844822791?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/49488828844822791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/ynaweenawynnakoh-says-wynna-good-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/49488828844822791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/49488828844822791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/ynaweenawynnakoh-says-wynna-good-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-4261064810012920025</id><published>2009-05-17T16:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T17:24:50.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bored!&lt;/span&gt; Today Wynna family day. Sunday are always boring~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dadadadada~ 明天有得受了!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-4261064810012920025?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/4261064810012920025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/bored-today-wynna-family-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/4261064810012920025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/4261064810012920025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/bored-today-wynna-family-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-1963971948098198571</id><published>2009-05-17T01:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T01:21:19.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn sian, no mood and sad. ):&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what to do. I am so stupid, why did I forgive you? My heart is feeling weak.. I scare I couldn't go on anymore..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-1963971948098198571?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/1963971948098198571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/damn-sian-no-mood-and-sad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/1963971948098198571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/1963971948098198571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/damn-sian-no-mood-and-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-93393218678514864</id><published>2009-05-16T23:03:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T00:11:52.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Sg7yzloEs-I/AAAAAAAAADs/GzUe-vKgql8/s320/DSC00031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336469576568058850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My les partner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Sg7ckS-0eXI/AAAAAAAAADk/l25ZnUaVYXk/s1600-h/P160509_18.31%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Sg7ckS-0eXI/AAAAAAAAADk/l25ZnUaVYXk/s320/P160509_18.31%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336445124609341810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Makan! Note: Do not waste food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Sg7cgeDtALI/AAAAAAAAADc/bYwl8FG1G9Y/s1600-h/P160509_18.31.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Sg7cgeDtALI/AAAAAAAAADc/bYwl8FG1G9Y/s320/P160509_18.31.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336445058863136946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I ate cheese baked rice with chicken chop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Met Wynna and went to Chai's house. Then Gen and Yu Ding, took Mrt to Dhoby Ghaut met Guan Jie and Chin Rong. Bought "Uninvited" movie ticket and had our lunch+dinner at HongKong Cafe. After that went to watch moive. Not bad, at least I can understand what's the storyline unlike "The haunting of Moly ....". As the starting part looks a little bit alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish for quiet and peace, I don't know what to do! How?! What should I do man. So unlucky, always meet this kind of problem. It's fading..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-93393218678514864?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/93393218678514864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/makan-note-do-not-waste-food-i-ate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/93393218678514864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/93393218678514864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/makan-note-do-not-waste-food-i-ate.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Sg7yzloEs-I/AAAAAAAAADs/GzUe-vKgql8/s72-c/DSC00031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7900150820923311740.post-14613529510601551</id><published>2009-05-15T23:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T23:03:04.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out with MY DEAREST WYNNA!!! COOLIO!&lt;br /&gt;Wynna accompany me go Dim Joy collected my pay cheque. Not a lot, hope I can last it for 2months. Hehe.. Then went bugis, the new shopping mall, iluma. We were there early, perhaps that is the reason why there's a lot of shops are closed. Wynna bought a new shoes, I've one too which look the same. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we meet Chai at the platform, then GL. We went to KFC while Chai and GL are having their lunch. Then HC came. We went to arcade for some time then suddenly HC say he's hungry. So since Wynna and me haven had our lunch yet, then I was like why not? As HC is hungry.. Then so FUN lah, talked so many nonsense. Guan jie came afterwards.. Hahaha! If HC is reading "junior is for you!". Guan jie, I didn't draw that hor! Your boss drew it. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to BasketBall Court, Wynna go there xia sway siol. LOL. North point to have dinner, searching for seats at Subway(Gen aka roots favourite). Then Wynna damn "cute", "Fuck you lah" and with that action. LOL! ALL LAUGH LAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a lot of fun today!! Wynna, so cool man. Now I know what's life! Hahaha! Even though, it's a tired day as we went swimming yesterday and was like aching everywhere. But I enjoyed a lot! I love you lah, Wynna! Muacks muacks! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I AM LOOKING FORWARD FOR TMR OUTING!!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-14613529510601551?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/14613529510601551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/went-go-with-my-dearest-wynna-coolio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/14613529510601551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/14613529510601551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/went-go-with-my-dearest-wynna-coolio.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-7097023898728927196</id><published>2009-05-14T13:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T20:06:19.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOHOO~ MYE finish!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for swimming later with Wynna. Shall post again, when I come back. But don't know that bitch will be at home or not. Hope she shoo~ and never come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;BACK!!! Swimming make me feel tired, but shiok lah! Haha. I hate to see those (middle finger) when we are swimming, or all the time lah. They look so pervertic. Yuck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn worried about O level. Anyone can help me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-7097023898728927196?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/7097023898728927196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/woohoo-mye-finish-going-for-swimming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/7097023898728927196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/7097023898728927196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/woohoo-mye-finish-going-for-swimming.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-4956380564764225918</id><published>2009-05-13T23:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T02:57:35.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He is damn disgusting! I'm not as stupid as he think! Ohh, trying to bluff me like a faithful or devoted boyfriend? HAHA! Not so easy.. Sweetheart here and there!? My heart not sweet, it's spicy and hot! Wanna try?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since he like to act, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I shall cooperate then&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Love baby! You're my everything!&lt;/span&gt; (HAHAHAHA)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-4956380564764225918?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/4956380564764225918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/he-is-damn-disgusting-im-not-as-stupid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/4956380564764225918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/4956380564764225918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/he-is-damn-disgusting-im-not-as-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-8517828822796962467</id><published>2009-05-13T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T22:53:09.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some people are damn "funny". Whenever we ask them go out, "Don't want la", "Huh! They got go, I don't want go", "I don't like to go there", "Do what? Go there for what", "No money". Then never mind, but problem is they.. "Good loh, you all go only", "Aiya, biased say la", "Wah, never ask us go". HAHAHAHAHAHA?! Lame people are like that. We do love asking you people to tag along, but it was you guys don't want to. More interesting was now is exam period, they can happily go out together with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;other people&lt;/span&gt; wor. Usually, ask them go out also don't want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is to let you all know how I feel, and I'm not here trying to be childish. I will do this is because I think it is very unfair to us. You people can say us, but think! Don't only put blame on others, 10times of asking 9times is NO. I know you guys got difficulties too. That is why I don't put high hopes that we all can go out together everytime. But once in a while, also very hard. What more can we expect? How are we suppose to ask or organise when know the answer is a NO? Disappointment make us sick of asking.. Wishes never come true..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-8517828822796962467?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/8517828822796962467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-people-are-damn-funny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/8517828822796962467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/8517828822796962467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-people-are-damn-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-5561362517284213305</id><published>2009-05-13T13:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T13:44:01.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Biology? What's that? I know nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want buy laptop leh!! So pissed off whenever that bitch is at home, then I cannot use. She herself claimed that she scolded my mother to vent her anger. Don't believe? You can go to her blog and check yourself. I don't talk nonsense and accuse people without knowing anything. Bitchiest bitch!! Anyway, I'm considering if I should work on June holidays so that I can buy what I'm crave for. But, O level how? ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-5561362517284213305?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/5561362517284213305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/biology-whats-that-i-know-nothing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/5561362517284213305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/5561362517284213305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/biology-whats-that-i-know-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-4866758186615771417</id><published>2009-05-12T21:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T23:33:43.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我不是你想像那么勇敢</title><content type='html'>Everything is changing too fast. It's like just happened yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;I am very confuse, should I..? Even though life now may be kind  of bored sometime, but I feel restricted with you. I feel weaker to be with you. Sadness stay, happy never come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, it will never be enough. And ya, I'm asking too much. I want a perfect one, not looks nor appearance. You, faithful is there but understanding and maturity is not enough. Let it be this way first, and we will see how..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;I want to work! Miss working, then got money, can go HAPPY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-4866758186615771417?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/4866758186615771417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/4866758186615771417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/4866758186615771417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_12.html' title='我不是你想像那么勇敢'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-8031679455139476002</id><published>2009-05-12T19:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T00:45:24.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maths and Chem paper today. Maths, there is some question is left blank. Because I don't know how to do. Chem worst, initially the paper is 1hr 30mins. But not even 1hour, I'm in my dreaming land~  Haha. Serious, I'm dreaming but forgot what liao. LOL. Now studying BIO, suffering headache lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I want to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HUMANS IS COMPLICATED! THERE IS SO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; MANY THINGS IN THE BODY! HEART, LUNGS, LIVER, STOMACH, INTESTINE AND ETC&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's driving me crazy siol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-8031679455139476002?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/8031679455139476002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/maths-and-chem-paper-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/8031679455139476002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/8031679455139476002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/maths-and-chem-paper-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-1224210443532813916</id><published>2009-05-11T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T19:58:39.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Met Wynna, then take LRT to Lot1 study. Meet Wynna(&lt;3) at Library. Then settle down at a corner and study. Damn irritating can? There is a group of people beside us, make so much noise! Know what? "Buuuuuuuuooooooooo" A guy fang pi lah! Then fucking smelly!!! I asked Wynna not to look at them, they just want to "catch attention". They heard me saying "catch attention", then keep look at me. But WHO CARES?! Gagagagaga~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wynna and GL hungry so we went to LJS to have their lunch. Then waited for Chai, Gen, Han Cai and GUAN JIE(never say ocean already) for quite some time. When they reached, we are like two groups of people. We are sitting while they are stand and happily talking away themselves. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then played merry go round, walked and walked to choose where to eat. KFC, eventually. Someone do a lot of damn faces loh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that when to the same place to sit down again. Girls are sitting while guys are playing game. Who lose do push up. At the very last game, they actually say winner don't need to do. Guan jie won but he still got to do, don't know why. HAHAHAHA! Always got bully, damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WYNNA I LOVE YOU LAH! CHOOSE ME! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-1224210443532813916?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/1224210443532813916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/met-wynna-then-take-lrt-to-lot1-study.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/1224210443532813916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/1224210443532813916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/met-wynna-then-take-lrt-to-lot1-study.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-2900753179596866000</id><published>2009-05-11T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T01:19:11.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;): ): ): ): ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;REGRET KILLED ME! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-2900753179596866000?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/2900753179596866000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/regret-killed-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/2900753179596866000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/2900753179596866000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/regret-killed-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-4000949616841660903</id><published>2009-05-10T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:56:41.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HI I AM WYNNA AKA **(2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-4000949616841660903?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/4000949616841660903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/hi-i-am-wynna-aka-2-lololol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/4000949616841660903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/4000949616841660903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/hi-i-am-wynna-aka-2-lololol.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-1295133525940253464</id><published>2009-05-10T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:52:20.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL! I HEARD THAT SOMEONE IS SAD AS I POST SOMETHING ABOUT HIM!&lt;br /&gt;Don't sad la, I am not trying to mock at you! You're really funny and natural. HEHEHEHEHEHE! I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING WHEN I THINK OF YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-1295133525940253464?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/1295133525940253464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/lol-i-heard-that-someone-is-sad-as-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/1295133525940253464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/1295133525940253464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/lol-i-heard-that-someone-is-sad-as-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-2186861196325269944</id><published>2009-05-10T21:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:55:19.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/SgbSGkYN2DI/AAAAAAAAADM/vfJirQEc9uk/s320/DSC04063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334181818953226290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For my beloved mummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get these stuff from plaza with Wynna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brother went back to camp.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't feel like studying for BIO &amp;amp; Chem.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need people always be by my side, Wynna? LOL&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Happy mothers' day to every mother in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-2186861196325269944?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/2186861196325269944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-my-beloved-mummy-get-these-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/2186861196325269944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/2186861196325269944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-my-beloved-mummy-get-these-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/SgbSGkYN2DI/AAAAAAAAADM/vfJirQEc9uk/s72-c/DSC04063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7900150820923311740.post-4162688900953299228</id><published>2009-05-10T14:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T14:22:10.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHA! Now I know that I bring good luck to everybody. Everyone have good relationship after me! Never mind, good for you people. I think the most effective way to cure my pain in my heart, was to let go everything. It's not possible for me to forget everything, but I will try to let go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy for you,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; p&lt;/span&gt;. you have your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Bastard &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;. you have your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letting me know love isn't forever, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;. you have your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flirty &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I.&lt;/span&gt;, I don't know what's her name. But better don't play around anymore. You'd held a big responsibility for what you had done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*All &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J.&lt;/span&gt; Maybe after me, this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J(jinx)  &lt;/span&gt;will let you get a better &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;J. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Life is unfair, People are realistic, so I can be straight forward. (:&lt;br /&gt;I don't care how you people think, I just want to post what I want to say. This time, I posted a lot as compared to last time. Maybe, there is too much things hidden in my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-4162688900953299228?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/4162688900953299228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/hahahahaha-now-i-know-that-i-bring-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/4162688900953299228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/4162688900953299228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/hahahahaha-now-i-know-that-i-bring-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-5756993364317240178</id><published>2009-05-10T11:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T12:01:10.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I saw some pictures and had read a little of her blog. I am fucking envy! Or maybe jealous.. But never mind, cherish and make no regret! Hope you are happy, so to ease away my guiltiness towards you.(seriously, not acting or say only)  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself for always not satisfied. Maybe I don't speak out much for what I want, so it covered the fact that "I am asking too much". Honestly, bottom of my heart was like "I want this, I want that!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama, help me! Oh ya, mama? Wish every mama, happy mother day. But my mama not happy because she still have to work. My ke lian de mama. ): I LOVE MY MAMA LAH! SHE'S THE BEST! She say I become good girl, she happy. Butbutbut, I'm not. Shall not elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother ass hole lah! Ask me to wake him up at 10am. So I woke up at 10am while I'm feeling dizzy as I didn't have enough sleep(slept at 5am). ZZZ! Now is about to 12pm liao lah, still sleeping you know? So leopard never change its spot. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-5756993364317240178?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/5756993364317240178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-saw-some-picture-and-had-read-little.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/5756993364317240178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/5756993364317240178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-saw-some-picture-and-had-read-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-7272968576527643400</id><published>2009-05-10T00:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T03:44:16.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cries</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I swear that there is nothing that can really make me happy to the max, which make me unforgettable now. The feeling I'm now is damn bad. Mood swing I guess.. The past life is cool even though it bring hurts. I feel relieved when I don't have to bother so much and do whatever I like. Never go to school and PLAY! I know it's impossible as study is an insurance for my future. But is there something wrong with me? I just need more concern and attention from people. I am just feeling so damn sad now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bi, I think I need you now. Why are you leaving me outside? I don't feel good now i need you, need you, need you! How long do I still need to wait? I'm afraid..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-7272968576527643400?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/7272968576527643400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/cries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/7272968576527643400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/7272968576527643400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/cries.html' title='Cries'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-5155826859293800808</id><published>2009-05-09T22:57:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T23:45:29.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wynna and me is going to Yishun to find her "papa" and his friends.&lt;br /&gt;Today, woke up at 10: 25am. I went to bath immediately, just in case if Wynna gotta wait for me. But because her dad cooked porridge and she is eating so she's not ready. I got nothing to do so took a lot of stupid photo. Zz. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ya, I know it's ugly, so don't need to say it again if you think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/SgWa0E6V-zI/AAAAAAAAAC8/LoPeARGJJ4c/s1600-h/P09-05-09_12.46.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/SgWa0E6V-zI/AAAAAAAAAC8/LoPeARGJJ4c/s320/P09-05-09_12.46.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333839553152547634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like crazy kid taking photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/SgWat38y4NI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ZejdFnmjIec/s1600-h/P09-05-09_12.35%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/SgWat38y4NI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ZejdFnmjIec/s320/P09-05-09_12.35%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333839446593954002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My eyes Wai Wai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/SgWaqhAvZWI/AAAAAAAAACs/rIQSrEcleuU/s1600-h/P09-05-09_12.32.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/SgWaqhAvZWI/AAAAAAAAACs/rIQSrEcleuU/s320/P09-05-09_12.32.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333839388896879970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let me show you the expression of "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/SgWant2MZZI/AAAAAAAAACk/fJiWuA5--DQ/s1600-h/P09-05-09_12.29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/SgWant2MZZI/AAAAAAAAACk/fJiWuA5--DQ/s320/P09-05-09_12.29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333839340802696594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jiao bian 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/SgWaRHi9dxI/AAAAAAAAACc/MJ-qwTfer2A/s1600-h/P09-05-09_12.28%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/SgWaRHi9dxI/AAAAAAAAACc/MJ-qwTfer2A/s320/P09-05-09_12.28%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333838952564356882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jiao bian 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Took Mrt to Sembawang meet Wynna's Laopeh and her (&lt;3gl) &lt;style=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;first. Then alight at Yishun while the "mouth was as big as the ocean" was waiting for us at the platform. Walked to Basketball Court. Then slowly, Wynna's Laopeh's friend came. Damn weird, what I heard from Wynna is different. (She say they were kinda "kp")But no, they didn't really talk to her and I feel that they were pai seh! Lol. Anyway, they got a friend with super long legs and hands, damn tall can?! But short got wrong meh? -.- tsk tsk*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/style="font-style:&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-5155826859293800808?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/5155826859293800808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/wynna-and-me-is-going-to-yishun-to-find_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/5155826859293800808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/5155826859293800808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/wynna-and-me-is-going-to-yishun-to-find_09.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/SgWa0E6V-zI/AAAAAAAAAC8/LoPeARGJJ4c/s72-c/P09-05-09_12.46.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7900150820923311740.post-8175472208581649465</id><published>2009-05-09T01:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T02:23:03.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life is really unfair. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Am I asking too much? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-8175472208581649465?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/8175472208581649465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-is-really-unfair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/8175472208581649465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/8175472208581649465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-is-really-unfair.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-8764776313394965703</id><published>2009-05-08T19:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:47:39.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I got some problem with my emotional. I just can't forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First person: I hate you for not being by my side when I got into trouble. Not even console me and yet, you scolded me. You blamed me, but in the first place did you ever think that it was you who caused me into the trouble?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second person: I hate you! You are a fucking liar and cheated on me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third person: Like I said, there is no forever love. You have once said you are waiting, but now? Laugh* And the most unforgettable sentence from you was, "I ALREADY ASK HER DON'T COME LE."  (added with me waiting for 1h15mins)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth person: You're sweet but unfaithful. You let me smile but tears that had shed for you are muchmuch more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth person: YOU ARE JUST A FUCKING BASTARD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;I don't wanna be like that.. Just that, I don't feel good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-8764776313394965703?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/8764776313394965703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-think-i-got-some-problem-with-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/8764776313394965703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/8764776313394965703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-think-i-got-some-problem-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-5646046771247899177</id><published>2009-05-08T14:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T16:12:00.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/SgPbEV1U0eI/AAAAAAAAABA/dswsm1tGt-M/s1600-h/1_340379370l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/SgPbEV1U0eI/AAAAAAAAABA/dswsm1tGt-M/s320/1_340379370l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333347251363566050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Am I really missing you? Or just reminiscing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;POA test today. My most confident subject? But I don't think I can score . Should be able to pass? Hehe.. I hope the exam will be over soon. Sigh. Can I not face the reality? I don't want to take O level. I am afraid I won't be able to promote to poly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-5646046771247899177?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/5646046771247899177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/am-i-really-miss-you-or-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/5646046771247899177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/5646046771247899177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/am-i-really-miss-you-or-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/SgPbEV1U0eI/AAAAAAAAABA/dswsm1tGt-M/s72-c/1_340379370l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7900150820923311740.post-5038115272746458890</id><published>2009-05-07T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T00:13:28.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Errors on omission - Account that is not record&lt;br /&gt;Errors on commission - Correct side but wrong account with the same category.&lt;br /&gt;Errors of principle -Correct side but wrong account with the different category.&lt;br /&gt;Errors of original entry - Wrong figure&lt;br /&gt;Errors of compensating - Overcast and undercast.&lt;br /&gt;Complete reversal of entries - Record wrong side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Balance Sheet as at 31 Dec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Fixed Assets&lt;br /&gt;_________&lt;br /&gt;Land and Building&lt;br /&gt;Office Furniture&lt;br /&gt;Motor Vehicle&lt;br /&gt;Fixture and Fitting&lt;br /&gt;Office Equipment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Assets&lt;br /&gt;___________&lt;br /&gt;Stocks&lt;br /&gt;Debtors&lt;br /&gt;Prepaid Rent&lt;br /&gt;Bank&lt;br /&gt;Cash&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-5038115272746458890?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/5038115272746458890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/errors-on-omission-account-that-is-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/5038115272746458890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/5038115272746458890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/errors-on-omission-account-that-is-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-4042234938187223593</id><published>2009-05-07T11:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T12:05:55.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/SgJd-iqGvtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/eFU6fWU4lIo/s1600-h/1_485783564l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/SgJd-iqGvtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/eFU6fWU4lIo/s320/1_485783564l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332928237796769490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Love this pic too. hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;SS test? Shit! I've wrote.. NONSENSE, BALLSHIT(BULLSHIT) ! LOL. MOTHER FATHER(FUCKER)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confess to you? Ohmygod! You are soooo cute man. You really make me laugh! Anyway, Wynna your post damn cool la. "Get my eyes stuck onto just one guy, and forgets all about the handsome guys just like that?" Lubzzzzzzzz this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-4042234938187223593?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/4042234938187223593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/ss-test-shit-ive-wrote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/4042234938187223593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/4042234938187223593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/ss-test-shit-ive-wrote.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/SgJd-iqGvtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/eFU6fWU4lIo/s72-c/1_485783564l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7900150820923311740.post-6603598722530206404</id><published>2009-05-06T20:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:42:45.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DownDownDown ):</title><content type='html'>Regret for breaking up with you. If not, I don't have to went through all the pain for what those bastards had did to me. Sad~ However if there is a chance now to patch up with you(though it's impossible), it may not be the same.&lt;br /&gt;The way you treat me,&lt;br /&gt;How you talked to me gently,&lt;br /&gt;How you hugged me when I almost fall,&lt;br /&gt;The innocence of you,&lt;br /&gt;I miss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i got to emphasize that the feeling isn't there anymore, or it will be gone forever..&lt;br /&gt;Still friend? I don't think so. I believe the feeling of awkward is there, everytime we saw each other? I hope you would forgive me if you're blaming me. Only you, who makes me feel guilty.. I'm sorry..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-6603598722530206404?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/6603598722530206404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/downdowndown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/6603598722530206404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/6603598722530206404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/downdowndown.html' title='DownDownDown ):'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-3923582647477977598</id><published>2009-05-06T14:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T15:02:19.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/SgE1uT5k7-I/AAAAAAAAAAw/gPwMBvGH5YE/s1600-h/1_801651853l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/SgE1uT5k7-I/AAAAAAAAAAw/gPwMBvGH5YE/s320/1_801651853l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332602503515402210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I like this picture but I remember there is someone who say it looks bald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go for exam today, OVERSLEPT! I did set the alarm on my phone but I think is because that my phone on silent mood. So it didn't rang, and I didn't wake up. My mother even came back home and wake me up while she's working. But it's too late, so I still never turn up for exam. She's seems angry, but I'm not purposely don't want wake up nor go for exam! ):&lt;br /&gt;Tmr is having Social Studies, not gonna buck up. LOL. But good luck for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Girl, I'm not regret being with you once. You left a lot of memory of me and you. Take care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-3923582647477977598?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/3923582647477977598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-didnt-go-for-exam-today-overslept-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/3923582647477977598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/3923582647477977598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-didnt-go-for-exam-today-overslept-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/SgE1uT5k7-I/AAAAAAAAAAw/gPwMBvGH5YE/s72-c/1_801651853l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7900150820923311740.post-5121241671446936643</id><published>2009-05-05T23:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T23:39:02.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why there is such a irritating, disgusting and thick-skinned person in the world? Why not, the god create more cute boy? LOL. Somemore this person is a disgusting one, even if every guy is the world had died, I will definitely remain single and be alone than being with you! GOSH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can I have someone 24/7? ): (but of cos not the disgusting one)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I hate my face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-5121241671446936643?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/5121241671446936643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-there-is-such-irritating-disgusting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/5121241671446936643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/5121241671446936643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-there-is-such-irritating-disgusting.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-818525908405092821</id><published>2009-05-05T15:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T15:39:53.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chinese today!!! Sadsad~ I don't have a dictionary. I should have bought it at the beginning of the year! I forgot lah!!! I a lot...han yu pin yin. But I manage to finished the first section, si han. Then had paper2 at 10:45pm, not too easy, not too difficult. Hopefully will pass. Disappointment really make me feels like giving up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Why must we study??? Ok, see.. We study Geography, Social Studies and some of the Maths stuffs, for what?! I'm not going to be a scientist nor staying in the forest, why I got to study tons and tons of things about forest. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies at least let us know about history that happen in counties. But when we are going to answer question, there is how many thing to memorise like P(provenance)E(elaborate)E(explain)L(link). How to cross reference, figure out what is the cartoonist trying to say and etc. Do we got to use algebra next time? I don't think so..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-818525908405092821?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/818525908405092821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/chinese-today-sadsad-i-dont-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/818525908405092821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/818525908405092821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/chinese-today-sadsad-i-dont-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-881005761264376362</id><published>2009-05-04T20:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T18:11:07.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Took English test today,  there one problem which  is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not enough time&lt;/span&gt;. Over all, it should be a easy paper to everybody, I guess? As my English was really poor however I can understand what is the passage about for paper2. I don't asked for more, just a pass may satisfied me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography is really a heavy subject! There is tons of things to study, worst is to memorise everything! I'm not a visual nor audio learner thus I post it on the blog. Hope it will help. I'm really anxious about O' level! God bless me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the 10pm, Channel U show just now. I think I heard she said as long as both love each other, any problem can be solved. Starting I was very disagree but after thinking it again. I came up a conclusion of how long can "love" be? BIGBIG QUESTION MARK!(&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;?&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I thought you are, but you ain't..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-881005761264376362?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/881005761264376362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/taking-english-test-today-one-problem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/881005761264376362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/881005761264376362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/taking-english-test-today-one-problem.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-9063380886161806677</id><published>2009-05-04T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T23:18:34.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tropical Monsoon Forest</title><content type='html'>Distribution and climate: Tropical Monsoon Forest can be located at Southern China, Northern Australia and India. It has high temperature at 26degree and high rainfall over 1500mm.   Wet and dry condition are cause by monsoon wind.  Northern Monsoon winds blow from from October to January. Southern Monsoon winds bring heavy rain to India from June to September. On the world map, tropical monsoon forest are mainly found between 10 and 25(degree)North and South of the equator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Structure: As compared to Tropical Rainforest, the trees of Tropical Monsoon is short as it is lack of water do not allow trees to grow great height. Tress of canopy layer can grow to 25 to 3om in height. They are more spread out than tropical rainforest. Plants like creepers, vines, epiphytes and parasitic are found on this layer. Understorey layer are 15m in height. Bamboo thickets and grasses grow densely during wet season while they are less densely during dry season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diversity There are fewer species than tropical rainforest due to inconsistent rainfall. There are about 200 species in one hectare of the forest. Trees are mostly hardwood and some commercially valuable species like teak, sandalwood and sal.  Sandalwood can be use to make incense and sal are important source of fuel wood. Bamboo and grasses are common species found in the undergrowth layer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Density: Less dense than tropical rainforest thus no inter-locking canopy. More sunlight can to pass through canopy layer, resulting in dense undergrowth. Thus, bamboo thickets and grasses develop well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaves: Deciduous forest, it shed leaves during dry season but grow back quickly in cold season.&lt;br /&gt;Leaves are waxy and drip tip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers and fruits: Trees species bear flower and fruits during dry season while they are leafless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barks and branches: Thick and coarse barks to protect the heat and dryness during dry season. Help trees to withstand the extreme heat from natural forest fires which break out occasionally. Branches are found around the middle of the trunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roots: Deep roots to trap water sources deep under the ground because rainfall is not regular throughout the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Two more forests to go!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-9063380886161806677?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/9063380886161806677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/tropical-monsoon-forest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/9063380886161806677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/9063380886161806677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/tropical-monsoon-forest.html' title='Tropical Monsoon Forest'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-4744385827010505698</id><published>2009-05-03T22:56:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T19:21:52.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Sf21sZk5CVI/AAAAAAAAAAg/GT3yu3cNKPg/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Sf21sZk5CVI/AAAAAAAAAAg/GT3yu3cNKPg/s320/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331617308261026130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logged in friendster just now, viewed photos. Dunno if you people think I've changed? To me, towards my looks, I think I have change a little. But I am very sure the way I think have totally changed. As compared to last time, now I'm more careful for what I am going to do. Had think of the consequences before doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truetrue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid gray; width: 320px; font-family: sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="padding: 5px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 20px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What is your True Fear?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Losing Someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 200px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 84%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="border: medium none ; margin: 10px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black;"&gt;You love affection and the people in your life more than anything. Your greatest fear is that one day someone you care about won't be there anymore. You are a very friendly and inviting person, who draws in a lot of friendships with your kind, considerate, and loyal nature. However, deep down you are slightly insecure and unsure of yourself. You couldn't deal with it if you didn't have one of your loved ones in your life anymore. You don't have too much to worry about though, because with a friend like you, no one will want to lose you either!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Being Alone&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 82%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Disappointment&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 57%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Where Your life is Going&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 38%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Looked down on&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 28%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Death&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 11%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Commitment&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 8%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="padding: 8px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_is_your_true_fear"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your True Fear?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-4744385827010505698?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/4744385827010505698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/logged-in-friendster-just-now-viewed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/4744385827010505698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/4744385827010505698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/logged-in-friendster-just-now-viewed.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uupqRX0IrLk/Sf21sZk5CVI/AAAAAAAAAAg/GT3yu3cNKPg/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7900150820923311740.post-2556097023323926248</id><published>2009-05-03T16:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T20:43:03.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tropical Rainforest</title><content type='html'>Distribution and climate: Tropical Rainforest can be found in South Asia like Malaysia and Indonesia.  It is at 10degee North and South of the equator. It has high temperature about 27degree, and high rainfall above 1500mm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Structure: It has 5 layers, emergent layer, canopy layer, understorey layer, shrub layer and undergrowth layer. First, the trees of emergent layer are tall(30m to 50m), have thick and straight trunks. Crown appear above canopy layer. Second, the trees of canopy layer have wide, shallow and umbrella-shaped crown. It form continuous canopy as it prevent sunlight reaching the lower layer. It's height is at about 15m to 30m. Third, the trees of understorey layer have narrower and over-shaped crown. It grow where gaps in the canopy that allow sunlight to pass through. Young emergent and canopy are found on this layer. It's height is at about 6m to 15m. Forth, tree sapling and woody plants are found on shrub layer. It can grow up 6m. Lastly, grasses, ferns, mosses and fungi can be found on the the undergrowth layer as its grow on decomposing fallen logs. Plant growth is sparse because of very little sunlight(1%). Leaves on the floor are leaf litter. Due to high temperature and rainfall, it decomposes quickly and form a layer of humus. It is rich in nutrients and support the abundant of vegetation in the rainforest. Epiphytes are grow on tree branch to get more sunlight however it is not harmful. It grow on tree for  physical support. Rainforest and decaying leaves that collect at the joint of branches. Liana are thick woody vines that wind around tree trunks to reach for sunlight. It may grow up to the lengths of 90m. Parasitic plants are found on the canopy and understorey layer. It is harmful to the tree, it strangling fig wraps itself around the host tree. It compete with tree for space, sunlight and nutrients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diversity and density: Largest diversity of plant species. One hectare contain more than 750 species of tress and 1500 species of other plants. Example: Keruing and Kapur for furniture making. Extremely dense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaves: They are evergreen. Leaves are large and broad to maximize the surface are for photosynthesis. The surface of the leaf are waxy, with drip-tip to allow rainwater to drain off&lt;br /&gt;easily, thus preventing the growth of harmful bacteria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers and fruits: Produce fruit throughout the year. But still, air below canopy layer does not allow pollination to be carried by wind. Thus, flowers are colourful  and sweet smelling to attract insects and animals for seed dispersal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bark and branches: Thin smooth barks because no need for protection for against dry and cold condition. Because very little sunlight pass through canopy layer, trees have branches only on the top of 1/3 portion of the trunks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roots: Humus are formed from decomposition of the leaf litter is found in the topsoil thus roots are shallow and spread widely. Buttress roots to support the great weight of the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Only one forest then have so many things to memorize. Sigh* Still got three more forests.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-2556097023323926248?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/2556097023323926248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/distribution-and-climate-tropical.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/2556097023323926248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/2556097023323926248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/distribution-and-climate-tropical.html' title='Tropical Rainforest'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-5729044542353016448</id><published>2009-05-03T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T17:02:51.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>不要只想你失去了什么,想想你现在所拥有的</title><content type='html'>Omg! Tomorrow having the first paper, English!(Subject that I hate and worried the most) But I'm still slacking. I need encouragement, a sincere one. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-5729044542353016448?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/5729044542353016448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/5729044542353016448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/5729044542353016448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='不要只想你失去了什么,想想你现在所拥有的'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-7933184010662677006</id><published>2009-05-03T04:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T17:06:02.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scare~</title><content type='html'>Raining heavily now. The thunder is so damn loud!!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;Drank coffee just now because of planning  to study tonight. But scare neh, the thunder was really loud! I want sleep, but can't. As it's raining now, my body is aching!!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feng shi&lt;/span&gt;. Zzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-7933184010662677006?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/7933184010662677006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/scare.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/7933184010662677006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/7933184010662677006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/scare.html' title='Scare~'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-2393367976419840309</id><published>2009-05-03T03:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T17:04:34.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why must guy be so straight forward? Or maybe I should say, why guys likes to comments about girls? What did we do wrong? Already 21th century, it's no longer like only guys can choose, girls can chose too! So retribution will happen to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;(guys that like to comments about girls).  !@#$%^&amp;amp;*(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STUDYSTUDYSTUDY!!! CHIONGCHIONGCHIONG!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-2393367976419840309?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/2393367976419840309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-must-guy-be-so-straight-forward-or.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/2393367976419840309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/2393367976419840309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-must-guy-be-so-straight-forward-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-4852698800242210446</id><published>2009-05-03T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T17:05:10.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress!</title><content type='html'>Mid-Year Exam is just ahead. I'm really worried, not because of Mid-Year but O' level. Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;I admit that I didn't work hard. However, I don deny that I'm lazy too. Hehe~ I really hope there will be someone helping me, like motivate me along the way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Sembawang together with Wynna to meet her "papa". One of his friends really make me laugh! When he's laughing, his mouth was like as big as the ocean.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can all the fishes inside the ocean&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I always enjoyed being with Wynna. Love you la! Lubzzzzzzzz~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-4852698800242210446?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/4852698800242210446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/stress.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/4852698800242210446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/4852698800242210446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/05/stress.html' title='Stress!'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7900150820923311740.post-1165917939395869576</id><published>2009-04-13T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T19:06:01.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School for today was totally bored. Nothing special to talk about. However, I had called Eric's mum once after school as I saw her message, tell me that that she have receive his letter.&lt;br /&gt;She he wrote a lot of nonsense. And had asked me, is it that I have told him about what had happen between me and that bitch. Ya, I did. She said that he drew picture on the letter, and wrote a lot of crap which she thinks that it is the reason why we have receive the letter late. So it's my fault? I really don't want to do next. Should I continue to write what had really happen which I wants to let him  know? Should I express what was my feeling in the bottom of my heart to you in the letter? I feel no privacy. I'm really exhausted, extremely..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7900150820923311740-1165917939395869576?l=justme-janicegan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/feeds/1165917939395869576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/04/school-for-today-was-totally-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/1165917939395869576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7900150820923311740/posts/default/1165917939395869576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justme-janicegan.blogspot.com/2009/04/school-for-today-was-totally-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06945492493427301061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
