<?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-15411492</id><updated>2011-10-03T18:06:31.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wonderland</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1296</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15411492.post-651173791004199542</id><published>2010-11-13T17:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T17:38:54.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello world</title><content type='html'>spurred on by pings comment&lt;br /&gt;ya its been a while since ive written anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are over (:&lt;br /&gt;and i am (i hope) officially 2/5th the way into medical school (:&lt;br /&gt;assuming that i ve passed this exam :|&lt;br /&gt;knew that med school would be tiring,&lt;br /&gt;but the period leading up to exams was crazy&lt;br /&gt;adrenaline kept me going i think&lt;br /&gt;so immediately after exams were over, i crashed.&lt;br /&gt;am writing this in bed even,&lt;br /&gt;cuz all i ve felt is odynophagia, rhinitis and the runs.&lt;br /&gt;whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of things have happened since i ve last posted this&lt;br /&gt;and its an inevitable part of growing up&lt;br /&gt;that you experience things, you gain some, you lose some&lt;br /&gt;and at the end of the day, you change.&lt;br /&gt;nobody remains static their whole life&lt;br /&gt;and this being away from home is merely accelerating the changes&lt;br /&gt;that i would have to experience anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to learn more about what people expect from you&lt;br /&gt;and how much to expect from people in general (very little that is)&lt;br /&gt;what sort of person would make a true-er friend&lt;br /&gt;and which are the ones you merely say hi bye and make 2 minute conversations with.&lt;br /&gt;it never ceases to amaze me how much some people love me&lt;br /&gt;like bec and mel. i dont really see much of them in school,&lt;br /&gt;i dont talk much to them,&lt;br /&gt;but at the end of the day, it really amazes me&lt;br /&gt;how much concern they have for me&lt;br /&gt;and how much love they shower on me.&lt;br /&gt;and those always have a reserved spot in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this whole trip (is 2 years considered a "trip"?)&lt;br /&gt;i ve learnt the hard way&lt;br /&gt;that what you give,&lt;br /&gt;is rarely what you get in return.&lt;br /&gt;ideally you would give without hoping for anything in return&lt;br /&gt;but for me, once i give in friendship,&lt;br /&gt;it means i have taken you into my heart&lt;br /&gt;and that unfortunately does mean some form of expectations,&lt;br /&gt;like it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy says all my friends are weirdos&lt;br /&gt;(with reference to people here in oz, haha those in singapore are less weird apparently :P)&lt;br /&gt;haha but i guess its hard for her to understand as well,&lt;br /&gt;because, ultimately people are looking out for themselves,&lt;br /&gt;too busy to see things around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya there definitely exists people who go out of their way to help others&lt;br /&gt;to make sure that everyone is well,&lt;br /&gt;but those people, even when they are present,&lt;br /&gt;are far outnumbered by those who take these people for granted,&lt;br /&gt;who take advantage of these people.&lt;br /&gt;sadly, yes i have become more cynical of people and their motivations&lt;br /&gt;but after thinking the best of people all the time,&lt;br /&gt;and realizing that it is not necessarily true,&lt;br /&gt;wouldnt you too question your belief and take a peek from the other side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells,&lt;br /&gt;i ll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway on the other hand, exams are finally over&lt;br /&gt;clinicals start next year&lt;br /&gt;dunno whether to feel excited or horrified.&lt;br /&gt;looking at the amount of knowledge i have now,&lt;br /&gt;im definitely more horrified than excited.&lt;br /&gt;howwwwwwwwww on earth am i going to reach the level of competence required?&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other highlights of this holidays:&lt;br /&gt;going to vellore, india! :)&lt;br /&gt;going on a hospital attachment stint there&lt;br /&gt;and they have regular weekend vacc camps in the rural areas&lt;br /&gt;should be fun to see! :)&lt;br /&gt;and maybe an attachment in TTSH as well ohwellz. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving house is a pain in the butt&lt;br /&gt;have never realized how much clothes i own till now&lt;br /&gt;(revelation once a year :D) haha&lt;br /&gt;should start selling some i dont wear off on ebay :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping has been unrestrained this  year&lt;br /&gt;should stop soon.&lt;br /&gt;but then again they re going markets tmr.&lt;br /&gt;hee. i think i may buy something :P&lt;br /&gt;maxi dresses are my new fav&lt;br /&gt;cuz it hides hips well HAHA. oops.&lt;br /&gt;i now own 3. no wait. 4. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would be really heartbroken next year when people move away&lt;br /&gt;why are the hospitals all spaced so far apart&lt;br /&gt;and why ): why are my friends all leaving to the city ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since its nearing the end of the year,&lt;br /&gt;a list of special people to be especially thankful for :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anna.kevin.beow.bernard.tim(domo).yowie.kia.melvin.&lt;br /&gt;for being there when i needed someone.&lt;br /&gt;for knowing when i needed someone.&lt;br /&gt;for being yourself and no one else :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-651173791004199542?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/651173791004199542/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15411492.post-1267327514370976170</id><published>2010-05-09T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T13:24:14.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>every action you take&lt;br /&gt;has a consequence&lt;br /&gt;GROW UP&lt;br /&gt;and learn to deal with it&lt;br /&gt;and stop letting others&lt;br /&gt;pick up the broken pieces.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-1267327514370976170?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/1267327514370976170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=1267327514370976170' title='0 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changed&lt;br /&gt;maybe he dint mean in it the sense that i feel i have&lt;br /&gt;but i guess&lt;br /&gt;duo duo shao shao&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have &lt;/span&gt;changed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this change is associated with growing up,&lt;br /&gt;and opening up my eyes to whats there in front of me&lt;br /&gt;so im glad (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are somethings true friends dont do to each other&lt;br /&gt;and if i ve changed as a result of that&lt;br /&gt;its just because i have become smarter&lt;br /&gt;no longer the dumb girl who does everything for everyone anymore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-5128497776271167862?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/5128497776271167862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15411492.post-3738117348248863387</id><published>2010-03-11T13:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T14:25:25.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>being a year 2 meddie!</title><content type='html'>hi pings (:&lt;br /&gt;haha my blog has long been dead, cuz cant really summon up the energy to revive it,&lt;br /&gt;but since you asked (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;year 2 has been different&lt;br /&gt;been dreading it for ages&lt;br /&gt;not just leaving family&lt;br /&gt;not about heavier workload&lt;br /&gt;but knowing that things would be very much different&lt;br /&gt;as compared to last time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but since im here&lt;br /&gt;just make the most of it&lt;br /&gt;like mommy says&lt;br /&gt;im here to get an education&lt;br /&gt;not here to play or socialize or what not&lt;br /&gt;and i guess&lt;br /&gt;ya know what is most important at this point to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been difficult settling in&lt;br /&gt;probably because of the differences this year&lt;br /&gt;everyone s living far away&lt;br /&gt;and the distance does put a strain&lt;br /&gt;no matter what people say&lt;br /&gt;there are many times&lt;br /&gt;"what ifs" came to mind&lt;br /&gt;but those "what ifs" are not to be&lt;br /&gt;so just settle in and see what happens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt expect year 2 to be the time for me to be more&lt;br /&gt;open (?) i guess&lt;br /&gt;to knowing other people&lt;br /&gt;to step out of the singaporean group&lt;br /&gt;and speak more to others.&lt;br /&gt;in a sense, it is due to the situation as well&lt;br /&gt;but it has been a great experience,&lt;br /&gt;seeing how wonderful some people are&lt;br /&gt;and realizing how narrow my vision has been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insecurities stay&lt;br /&gt;and they probably will stay for awhile&lt;br /&gt;and emotions will still come into play&lt;br /&gt;but i dare say&lt;br /&gt;it will get better&lt;br /&gt;and i will have to learn&lt;br /&gt;dont i&lt;br /&gt;that self-worth&lt;br /&gt;is not dependent on what others think of you&lt;br /&gt;you control your own selfworth&lt;br /&gt;and if things you do 对得起天地良心&lt;br /&gt;then i dont see why you should berate yourself&lt;br /&gt;for what others do or say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its also a chance to see&lt;br /&gt;who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i think writing about it&lt;br /&gt;has cleared out my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee&lt;br /&gt;school works been piling on,&lt;br /&gt;but im actually very happy about that?&lt;br /&gt;like what we re learning now is much more interesting&lt;br /&gt;(apart from certain topics like health enhancement)&lt;br /&gt;anatomy is thorax&lt;br /&gt;its crazy to memorize everything&lt;br /&gt;but its so interesting!&lt;br /&gt;haha i guess thats what s keeping me going&lt;br /&gt;starting on head and neck soon&lt;br /&gt;=_= can foresee greater eyebags.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i ll need "eyebras" like wen needs hurhur&lt;br /&gt;): the poor med students&lt;br /&gt;and more school work means less time to xiang duo duo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reckon i ve got really good tutors too&lt;br /&gt;anatomy&lt;br /&gt;clinical skills&lt;br /&gt;PBL&lt;br /&gt;(: and i think tutors who know their stuff&lt;br /&gt;are worth more than their weight in gold&lt;br /&gt;thankful for them (:&lt;br /&gt;and for good classmates!&lt;br /&gt;omg. my PBL class is so smart&lt;br /&gt;im going to peng.&lt;br /&gt;haha nothing like a 3.5 hour PBL session to&lt;br /&gt;get your adrenaline pumping for mugging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from school&lt;br /&gt;signed up for gym and fitness classes&lt;br /&gt;(: pretty cool stuff&lt;br /&gt;pilates and aerobics hurhur&lt;br /&gt;aerobics was really hiong though&lt;br /&gt;dint expect it haha!&lt;br /&gt;and went for a jiujitsu class with xuan&lt;br /&gt;AH they have purple belt! no fair ):&lt;br /&gt;haha. its really similar but with more restraining exercises? (armlocks etc)&lt;br /&gt;and their way of training is different.&lt;br /&gt;i miss trainings ):&lt;br /&gt;and i miss the people i train with moree.&lt;br /&gt;btw plans to join inline hockey failed once again&lt;br /&gt;cuz ben xiao jie s luggage when coming over was 30 kg w/o the skates&lt;br /&gt;on a 20kg luggage allowance.&lt;br /&gt;ahwells. maybe just not meant to beeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even after saying year 2 is busy,&lt;br /&gt;i think we can still find time to do other things&lt;br /&gt;go to the gym, exercise, play&lt;br /&gt;met up with the juniors yesterday&lt;br /&gt;ah some of them are really adorable haha&lt;br /&gt;and i can foresee future times where i will def get bullied&lt;br /&gt;but ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;me:"hi, im majun"&lt;br /&gt;her/him:"OHHHH majun"&lt;br /&gt;O_O what have people been saying about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get a life! (:&lt;br /&gt;and support each other through all these times&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-3738117348248863387?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/3738117348248863387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=3738117348248863387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/3738117348248863387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/3738117348248863387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2010/03/being-year-2-meddie.html' title='being a year 2 meddie!'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-3517739189845473159</id><published>2010-01-24T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T00:24:23.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why has it come to this?&lt;br /&gt;who do i trust?&lt;br /&gt;who do i confide in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss just playing snapjack&lt;br /&gt;without any worries in the world&lt;br /&gt;like just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;invictus anyone?&lt;br /&gt;its NOT BORING!&lt;br /&gt;i think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-3517739189845473159?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/3517739189845473159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=3517739189845473159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/3517739189845473159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/3517739189845473159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-has-it-come-to-this-who-do-i-trust.html' title=''/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-2169455135112002933</id><published>2010-01-22T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T00:15:15.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>要学聪明一点</title><content type='html'>不要像以前那么笨，&lt;br /&gt;别人说什么都信，&lt;br /&gt;到头来只有自己被骗。&lt;br /&gt;如果我这个朋友对你来说是可以取代的，&lt;br /&gt;是不重要、随时可以忘记的，&lt;br /&gt;那我宁愿不做你的朋友&lt;br /&gt;不要因为你的爱理不理而受伤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为了朋友&lt;br /&gt;我可以不顾一切&lt;br /&gt;但如果我的一切，&lt;br /&gt;只换来你的漠不关心&lt;br /&gt;那你不值得我的付出吧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可能适应了就好了吧&lt;br /&gt;现在看清一切&lt;br /&gt;可别懵懵懂懂&lt;br /&gt;被当成傻瓜还不知道&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;马珺真是个笨蛋&lt;br /&gt;被耍了还不知道&lt;br /&gt;还心甘情愿的受别人摆布&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要学聪明一点&lt;br /&gt;不要再上当了&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-2169455135112002933?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15411492.post-6258550182653772751</id><published>2010-01-06T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:29:52.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>majun</title><content type='html'>is sick of this all&lt;br /&gt;cant summon up energy to do stuff&lt;br /&gt;and needs something to look forward to!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-6258550182653772751?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/6258550182653772751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=6258550182653772751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/6258550182653772751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/6258550182653772751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2010/01/majun.html' title='majun'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-6771722475411893309</id><published>2009-12-25T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T19:43:19.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>actually actually actually i think&lt;br /&gt;im starting to miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really hate being in my shoes right now. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-6771722475411893309?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/6771722475411893309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=6771722475411893309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/6771722475411893309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/6771722475411893309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/12/actually-actually-actually-i-think-im.html' title=''/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-7843210227026986462</id><published>2009-12-22T09:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T09:59:24.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sunday night went for the performance outside paragon by tommy's church&lt;br /&gt;i really really really like the people at his church&lt;br /&gt;the atmosphere there s like a huge family,&lt;br /&gt;a place where people &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;belong&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and i guess im pretty jealous of that fact&lt;br /&gt;but really heartwarming (:&lt;br /&gt;and worth being a lightbulb the entire night too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dearest worm,&lt;br /&gt;you say how i helped you through that tough period&lt;br /&gt;but last night your letter&lt;br /&gt;really pulled me through&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;thanks worm.&lt;br /&gt;wont have made it without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep being angry at other people&lt;br /&gt;but what right do i have to be angry&lt;br /&gt;when i dont know?&lt;br /&gt;i think i should control my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which&lt;br /&gt;everything has changed&lt;br /&gt;since coming back to singapore&lt;br /&gt;such that i dont know what to do anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-7843210227026986462?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/7843210227026986462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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true</title><content type='html'>"We all have the potential to fall in love a thousand times in our lifetime. It's easy. The first girl I ever loved was someone I knew in sixth grade. Her name was Missy; we talked about horses. The last girl I love will be someone I haven't even met yet, probably. They all count. But there are certain people you love who do something else; they define how you classify what love is supposed to feel like. These are the most important people in your life, and you’ll meet maybe four or five of these people over the span of 80 years. But there’s still one more tier to all this; there is always one person you love who becomes that definition. It usually happens retrospectively, but it happens eventually. This is the person who unknowingly sets the template for what you will always love about other people, even if some of these loveable qualities are self-destructive and unreasonable. The person who defines your understanding of love is not inherently different than anyone else, and they’re often just the person you happen to meet the first time you really, really, want to love someone. But that person still wins. They win, and you lose. Because for the rest of your life, they will control how you feel about everyone else."&lt;br /&gt;—        &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/375.Chuck_Klosterman" class="authorNameRegular" title="view all quotes by Chuck Klosterman"&gt;Chuck Klosterman&lt;/a&gt;     (&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/597.Killing_Yourself_to_Live_85_of_a_True_Story" class="bookTitleRegular"&gt;Killing Yourself to Live: 85% of a True Story&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Every relationship is fundamentally a power struggle, and the individual in power is whoever likes the other person less." &lt;br /&gt;—        &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/375.Chuck_Klosterman" class="authorNameRegular" title="view all quotes by Chuck Klosterman"&gt;Chuck Klosterman&lt;/a&gt;     (&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/599.Sex_Drugs_and_Cocoa_Puffs_A_Low_Culture_Manifesto" class="bookTitleRegular"&gt;Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs: A Low Culture Manifesto&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"People who talk about their dreams are actually trying to tell you things about themselves they’d never admit in normal conversation."&lt;br /&gt;—        &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/375.Chuck_Klosterman" class="authorNameRegular" title="view all quotes by Chuck Klosterman"&gt;Chuck Klosterman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-7982762976352260180?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/7982762976352260180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=7982762976352260180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/7982762976352260180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/7982762976352260180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-true.html' title='how true'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-4343337918162050854</id><published>2009-12-10T16:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T16:07:59.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"You'll Be In My Heart"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Come stop your crying&lt;br /&gt;It will be all right&lt;br /&gt;Just take my hand Hold it tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will protect you&lt;br /&gt;from all around you&lt;br /&gt;I will be here&lt;br /&gt;Don't you cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one so small,&lt;br /&gt;you seem so strong&lt;br /&gt;My arms will hold you,&lt;br /&gt;keep you safe and warm&lt;br /&gt;This bond between us&lt;br /&gt;Can't be broken&lt;br /&gt;I will be here&lt;br /&gt;Don't you cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you'll be in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you'll be in my heart&lt;br /&gt;From this day on&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be in my heart&lt;br /&gt;No matter what they say&lt;br /&gt;You'll be here in my heart, always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't they understand&lt;br /&gt;the way we feel&lt;br /&gt;They just don't trust&lt;br /&gt;what they can't explain&lt;br /&gt;I know we're different but,&lt;br /&gt;deep inside us&lt;br /&gt;We're not that different at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you'll be in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you'll be in my heart&lt;br /&gt;From this day on&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't listen to them&lt;br /&gt;'Cause what do they know&lt;br /&gt;We need each other,&lt;br /&gt;to have, to hold&lt;br /&gt;They'll see in time&lt;br /&gt;I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When destiny calls you&lt;br /&gt;You must be strong&lt;br /&gt;I may not be with you&lt;br /&gt;But you've got to hold on&lt;br /&gt;They'll see in time&lt;br /&gt;I know&lt;br /&gt;We'll show them together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you'll be in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you'll be in my heart&lt;br /&gt;From this day on,&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you'll be in my heart&lt;br /&gt;No matter what they say&lt;br /&gt;You'll be in my heart, always&lt;br /&gt;Always &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to find someone who knows me well enough&lt;br /&gt;to know when i need this kind of ken ding&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-4343337918162050854?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/4343337918162050854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=4343337918162050854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/4343337918162050854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/4343337918162050854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/12/youll-be-in-my-heart-come-stop-your.html' title=''/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-1492347202849512875</id><published>2009-12-09T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T23:35:08.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo.tomato.potato.dorito.burrito.toes:D</title><content type='html'>life really is hard sometimes eh.&lt;br /&gt;luckily we re only living it through once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;were we close?&lt;br /&gt;yea i thought so too.&lt;br /&gt;asking hurt more than just letting it fester.&lt;br /&gt;its funny how these things haunt you.&lt;br /&gt;it just takes hold and doesnt let go.&lt;br /&gt;even though you think you ve buried it and let it go.&lt;br /&gt;so why am i still upset.&lt;br /&gt;its making me someone i am not&lt;br /&gt;and i hate myself every minute of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily we only live once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i saw 4 girls on the MRT&lt;br /&gt;comparing their slash wounds&lt;br /&gt;to me it came as a shock that&lt;br /&gt;being friends with each other&lt;br /&gt;you would not look out for one another&lt;br /&gt;and discourage each other from self harm&lt;br /&gt;but instead compare it as you would battle scars&lt;br /&gt;nothing should matter as much as your own body&lt;br /&gt;and self mutilation only hurts yourself and people who care&lt;br /&gt;i felt like slapping some sense into them&lt;br /&gt;it just isnt right&lt;br /&gt;its funny how some people just dont care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at how im being judgemental though&lt;br /&gt;they re inflicting harm on themselves&lt;br /&gt;so that other people would notice&lt;br /&gt;in the end it comes back to how others regard you&lt;br /&gt;and how others treat you&lt;br /&gt;and isnt that whats plaguing me now?&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;even if im not using the same methods&lt;br /&gt;arent my thoughts still the same as theirs?&lt;br /&gt;"why dont they care?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think there s something wrong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-1492347202849512875?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/1492347202849512875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=1492347202849512875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/1492347202849512875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/1492347202849512875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/12/emotomatopotatodoritoburritotoesd.html' title='emo.tomato.potato.dorito.burrito.toes:D'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-9475706029223364</id><published>2009-11-02T08:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T08:41:16.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>19 days to home!&lt;br /&gt;but before getting home&lt;br /&gt;1X3 hour paper, encompassing &gt;200 lectures and another whole load of tutorials + dissections + labs + practicals, then&lt;br /&gt;2 X daily OSCEs X_X dieeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;haha everyone s chionging now.&lt;br /&gt;the past midnight&lt;br /&gt;gathering to study at deakins.&lt;br /&gt;haiz. team bonding sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont make promises you cant keep&lt;br /&gt;u might as well just ignore me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-9475706029223364?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/9475706029223364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=9475706029223364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/9475706029223364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/9475706029223364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/11/19-days-to-home-but-before-getting-home.html' title=''/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-3489478508489440756</id><published>2009-10-30T05:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T05:55:24.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>你那么爱他-李胜杰</title><content type='html'>直到爱消失你才懂得&lt;br /&gt;去珍惜身边每个每好风景&lt;br /&gt;只是他早已离去&lt;br /&gt;直到你相逢&lt;br /&gt;他早已经不在对你留恋&lt;br /&gt;最后的你&lt;br /&gt;开始了一段挣扎&lt;br /&gt;你那么爱他&lt;br /&gt;为什么不把他留下&lt;br /&gt;为什么不说心里话&lt;br /&gt;你深爱他&lt;br /&gt;这是每个人都知道啊&lt;br /&gt;你那么爱他&lt;br /&gt;为什么不把他留下&lt;br /&gt;是不是你有深爱的两个他&lt;br /&gt;所以你不想再让自己无法自拔&lt;br /&gt;直到爱消失你才懂得&lt;br /&gt;去珍惜身边每个每好风景&lt;br /&gt;只是他早已离去&lt;br /&gt;直到你相逢&lt;br /&gt;他早已经不在对你留恋&lt;br /&gt;最后的你&lt;br /&gt;开始了一段挣扎`````哦``````&lt;br /&gt;你那么爱他&lt;br /&gt;为什么不把他留下&lt;br /&gt;为什么不说心里话&lt;br /&gt;你深爱他&lt;br /&gt;这是每个人都知道啊&lt;br /&gt;你那么爱他&lt;br /&gt;为什么不把他留下&lt;br /&gt;是不是你有深爱的两个他&lt;br /&gt;所以你不想再让自己无法自拔&lt;br /&gt;哦~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我一直以为是“她”而不是“他”&lt;br /&gt;但是最近一直在听这首歌&lt;br /&gt;这首歌也一直在心里重复&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想家！&lt;br /&gt;还有二十二天&lt;br /&gt;就能回到家人的怀抱（：&lt;br /&gt;能看见&lt;br /&gt;“现在就想见到的人”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-3489478508489440756?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/3489478508489440756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=3489478508489440756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/3489478508489440756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/3489478508489440756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='你那么爱他-李胜杰'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-2003445625707141438</id><published>2009-10-16T17:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T17:55:02.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quotes times again (:</title><content type='html'>Men are often bad, but babies never are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;“&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/i_can-t_think_why_mothers_love_them-all_babies_do/203153.html"&gt;I can't think why mothers love them. All babies do is leak at both ends.&lt;/a&gt;” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://thinkexist.com/i/sq/as0.gif" title="Author Popularity 0/10" alt="" width="11" align="middle" height="9" /&gt; &lt;a class="sqa" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotes/douglas_feaver/"&gt;Douglas Feaver quotes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cute (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-2003445625707141438?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/2003445625707141438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=2003445625707141438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/2003445625707141438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/2003445625707141438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/10/quotes-times-again.html' title='quotes times again (:'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-5900697471141225027</id><published>2009-10-01T20:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T20:43:52.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when     the sun is out, but when the darkness se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ts in their true beauty is revealed only if there     is a light from within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-Elizabeth Kubler Ross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-5900697471141225027?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/5900697471141225027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=5900697471141225027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/5900697471141225027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/5900697471141225027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/10/people-are-like-stained-glass-windows.html' title=''/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-8672830612319108774</id><published>2009-09-13T16:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T17:05:58.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>things to think about.</title><content type='html'>"If you love somebody, set         them free. If they return, they were always yours. If they don't, they never were."&lt;br /&gt;你会舍得吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get, it's what you are expected to give -- which is everything."&lt;br /&gt;做到那个境界时，才是真正的爱吧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength; loving someone deeply gives you courage."&lt;br /&gt;        -Lao-Tzu&lt;br /&gt;因为不一定会有回报&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Although our love is waning, let us stand by the lone border of the lake once more, together in that hour of gentleness. When the poor tired child, passion, falls asleep."&lt;br /&gt;        -William Butler Yeats&lt;br /&gt;可能让我最感动的就是这一句&lt;br /&gt;以后&lt;br /&gt;当我们都老了&lt;br /&gt;当热情淡去时，&lt;br /&gt;我们之间还会剩下温柔吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world."&lt;br /&gt;虽然每次都听别人说起&lt;br /&gt;但是每次见到这句话，&lt;br /&gt;都会有更深的一层体验&lt;br /&gt;我们就是这样累积经验的吧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He that falls in love with himself will have no rivals."&lt;br /&gt;        -Benjamin Franklin&lt;br /&gt;但是那样会幸福吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Absence diminishes small loves and increases great ones, as the wind blows out the candle and blows up the bonfire."&lt;br /&gt;        -François De La Rochefoucauld&lt;br /&gt;好美的一句话，&lt;br /&gt;但是我们真的会有勇气&lt;br /&gt;去相信他吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet."&lt;br /&gt;        -Plato&lt;br /&gt;我只负责唱哦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, it's a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope and that enables you to laugh at life's realities."&lt;br /&gt;        -Dr. Seuss&lt;br /&gt;想象是我的天堂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry about life, you're not going to survive it anyway."&lt;br /&gt;haha how simple and how true.&lt;br /&gt;yet no-one subscribes to it.&lt;br /&gt;because if you merely take that at the superficial levels,&lt;br /&gt;ur not going to do anything with your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Words.  So innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them."&lt;br /&gt;        -Nathaniel Hawthorne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its only words&lt;br /&gt;and words are all i have&lt;br /&gt;to take your heart away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the same 26 letters. yet meanings differ so greatly.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Why do we kill people who are killing people to show that killing people is wrong?"&lt;br /&gt;        -Holly Near&lt;br /&gt;because it does not make sense.&lt;br /&gt;if what they did was wrong&lt;br /&gt;why are we punishing them&lt;br /&gt;by doing the same wrong they did?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-8672830612319108774?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/8672830612319108774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=8672830612319108774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/8672830612319108774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/8672830612319108774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/09/things-to-think-about.html' title='things to think about.'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-6160178221548525985</id><published>2009-09-07T19:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T19:27:16.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>close read UP</title><content type='html'>i love movies that teach stuff&lt;br /&gt;(disney movies DO teach stuff)&lt;br /&gt;maybe its the habit retained from GREEN&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes while watching all these&lt;br /&gt;i tend to try and close read&lt;br /&gt;why certain things are portrayed as that way in movies&lt;br /&gt;UP is relatively easy to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think its really interesting how&lt;br /&gt;different people&lt;br /&gt;pick up different things from the same movie&lt;br /&gt;dependent on the circumstances in their life,&lt;br /&gt;their character and other factors.&lt;br /&gt;its like during GREEN class,&lt;br /&gt;we re all working on the same sources&lt;br /&gt;but almost everyone came up with a different thesis&lt;br /&gt;(or a pro-thesis that we had to shape up)&lt;br /&gt;its amazing&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder what others pick up from UP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me&lt;br /&gt;what really hit me was about letting go&lt;br /&gt;mr frederickson (spelling not necessarily correct o_o)&lt;br /&gt;and his house which spelt his attachment to Ellie.&lt;br /&gt;(even knowing its fake and its a cartoon,&lt;br /&gt;the devotion they showed to each other was touching~&lt;br /&gt;and oh-so-sweet&lt;br /&gt;i love soppy movies)&lt;br /&gt;only when you truly let go, can you be set free&lt;br /&gt;and only when you let go of the past,&lt;br /&gt;then can you be able to move on and prepare for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that really hit me cuz&lt;br /&gt;i think for me&lt;br /&gt;at this point in time&lt;br /&gt;letting go about the past&lt;br /&gt;is something i should really think about&lt;br /&gt;not about letting go of my friends, nothing like that&lt;br /&gt;but matters that have affected me and my mood&lt;br /&gt;probably letting go would make me feel much better&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;but i guess that ll have to wait for the right time&lt;br /&gt;when like mr frederickson, i understand what the statement really means to me&lt;br /&gt;that moment&lt;br /&gt;will be when i can let go and be free!&lt;br /&gt;like he was when he decided that the house wasnt everything that was left of him and ellie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwwwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;i love LOVE like that.&lt;br /&gt;oh and i love pixar.&lt;br /&gt;watch the clip at the start too!&lt;br /&gt;*melts*&lt;br /&gt;so heartwarming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: and i loved talking to mingxi yesterday night&lt;br /&gt;i miss talking to people!&lt;br /&gt;when are you guys free!&lt;br /&gt;i ll call you!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;i hate not catching up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new favorite piece of music :&lt;br /&gt;River Flows in Your&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-6160178221548525985?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/6160178221548525985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=6160178221548525985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/6160178221548525985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/6160178221548525985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/09/close-read-up.html' title='close read UP'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-528494554451857618</id><published>2009-09-03T03:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T03:44:06.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>realize</title><content type='html'>i dont know what im smiling about nowadays&lt;br /&gt;but (: smiling is good isnt it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to run!&lt;br /&gt;buy sport shoes preeze! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are over&lt;br /&gt;not its time to urm go into&lt;br /&gt;or rather try and go into&lt;br /&gt;deep learners mode&lt;br /&gt;thats why im up at 5&lt;br /&gt;trying to read forearm&lt;br /&gt;rahrahrah.&lt;br /&gt;hope this works.&lt;br /&gt;ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna schwim! :D&lt;br /&gt;is $350 to get a open water cert worth it?&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;i want to seeeeeeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-528494554451857618?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/528494554451857618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=528494554451857618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/528494554451857618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/528494554451857618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/09/realize.html' title='realize'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-2324983157844996154</id><published>2009-08-27T06:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T06:25:38.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all i want for christmas (australian edition)</title><content type='html'>its winter now.&lt;br /&gt;christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want my skates&lt;br /&gt;i want my gi&lt;br /&gt;i want my wilson&lt;br /&gt;i want my family&lt;br /&gt;i want my friends&lt;br /&gt;i want my house&lt;br /&gt;i want storybooks&lt;br /&gt;i want to go to the zoo&lt;br /&gt;i want to go ECP&lt;br /&gt;i want to have picnic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many i wants&lt;br /&gt;but so little i gets.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;3 more months.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-2324983157844996154?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/2324983157844996154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=2324983157844996154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/2324983157844996154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/2324983157844996154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/08/all-i-want-for-christmas-australian.html' title='all i want for christmas (australian edition)'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-173172242960697943</id><published>2009-08-26T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T18:45:56.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>obstinacy</title><content type='html'>sometimes i think i must be quite stubborn&lt;br /&gt;to do things that i want to do my way.&lt;br /&gt;MY WAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went for another interview&lt;br /&gt;the address i took down was 423 XXX street&lt;br /&gt;i planned the journey, planned the time&lt;br /&gt;when i reached there, 423 XXX st was a house&lt;br /&gt;._. stun.&lt;br /&gt;no hospital.&lt;br /&gt;call for help.&lt;br /&gt;bus/tram journey took 40 mins.&lt;br /&gt;ask.&lt;br /&gt;nice lady along street says too far to walk but all the way down the road.&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;in rain&lt;br /&gt;i walk&lt;br /&gt;walk&lt;br /&gt;walk&lt;br /&gt;40 mins later,&lt;br /&gt;i triumphantly turn up in front of the hospital&lt;br /&gt;(: albeit with 5 blisters on my foot.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what kept me going then&lt;br /&gt;when i couldnt find the hospital,&lt;br /&gt;part of me wanted to give up&lt;br /&gt;and just take the bus home sleep,&lt;br /&gt;but another part of me said&lt;br /&gt;i cant just waste my time,&lt;br /&gt;i must finish what i came here to do, there s time anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now thinking back&lt;br /&gt;quite glad i kept on&lt;br /&gt;cuz the interview was interesting&lt;br /&gt;and i managed to do all the shopping i needed.&lt;br /&gt;slippers now :D&lt;br /&gt;i think i walked at least 2 train stations.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things really turned out for the best today&lt;br /&gt;what i couldnt find at the glen,&lt;br /&gt;i found at brighton&lt;br /&gt;after the torturous journey to get there tho.&lt;br /&gt;hmm exercise enough for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr wear slippers D:&lt;br /&gt;obstinacy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-173172242960697943?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/173172242960697943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=173172242960697943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/173172242960697943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/173172242960697943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/08/obstinacy.html' title='obstinacy'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-6383520286947504502</id><published>2009-08-22T11:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T11:32:57.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its been so long</title><content type='html'>its been quite a while since i ve blogged&lt;br /&gt;haha as you can see from people prodding my blog&lt;br /&gt;i would have thought that noone s interested in what im doing&lt;br /&gt;but anyways these two days have been quite a hurdle to cross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting with the nagging pain in my metatarsophalangeal joint&lt;br /&gt;yep i love that word love how its so long&lt;br /&gt;and it has 7 syllables in it (i hope. its been a while since i did math)&lt;br /&gt;but anyways in human (meaning non med student) terms,&lt;br /&gt;its the joint that is the ball of your foot&lt;br /&gt;the one that you balance and walk on and do everything on basically&lt;br /&gt;its been bothering me abit&lt;br /&gt;now plus the pain in my back&lt;br /&gt;it prodded me to go see a doctor&lt;br /&gt;(i still hvnt seen a doctor for my gastric pains. remind me later)&lt;br /&gt;well. i have to say&lt;br /&gt;that monash would have to employ some doctors actually trained in clinical skills&lt;br /&gt;and for breaking any sort of news&lt;br /&gt;cuz he took one look at my joint + poked at it abit&lt;br /&gt;and announced that i had arthritis of that joint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well pardon my limited medical knowledge at this point&lt;br /&gt;but to me arthritis still sounds like something that only older people have&lt;br /&gt;when their joints are creaking and need some oiling&lt;br /&gt;but no he said that to me.&lt;br /&gt;that my hyaline cartilage at the joint has probably been worn thinner such that there is inflammation now causing that pain.&lt;br /&gt;he warns me&lt;br /&gt;you have to keep off it for 2 weeks&lt;br /&gt;if the pain persists&lt;br /&gt;we have to take an x-ray&lt;br /&gt;(and prepare for it)&lt;br /&gt;you may not be able to do high intensity sports again&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;at that point in time&lt;br /&gt;i was just too stunned to do much&lt;br /&gt;i mean&lt;br /&gt;sport to me&lt;br /&gt;since stepping onto the dojo as a blur disillusioned (whywhywhy did i choose judo) secondary 1 kid&lt;br /&gt;has become part of my life&lt;br /&gt;i function because i exercise&lt;br /&gt;being told that i cant run, was kind of like 晴天霹雳&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know how to respond&lt;br /&gt;and i think i was probably in shock and not yet absorbed that fact&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went on to tell him about my back pain&lt;br /&gt;which he pronounced as sciatica&lt;br /&gt;it amuses me to no end that&lt;br /&gt;sciatica was the topic i was supposed to present on&lt;br /&gt;for anatomy class just after that appointment.&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;talk about apt.&lt;br /&gt;but yea. he said again keep off it.&lt;br /&gt;i have weak back muscles (really???)&lt;br /&gt;and printed an information sheet for me&lt;br /&gt;which consists of MOST OF THE FLOOR EXERCISES I DO EVERYWEEK&lt;br /&gt;pardon me while i laugh at the absurdity of this.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. i take the information sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was fine, telling my friend about the encounter&lt;br /&gt;then i decide to call my mom and tell her.&lt;br /&gt;once the dial tone rang&lt;br /&gt;reality sank in&lt;br /&gt;the fact that i may be unable to run&lt;br /&gt;may be unable to do high intensity sport&lt;br /&gt;really hit me&lt;br /&gt;before my mother even picked up the phone&lt;br /&gt;i had started to sob&lt;br /&gt;i think i freaked her out again&lt;br /&gt;i think just by me being overseas, i have added extra wrinkles to my mommy s face&lt;br /&gt;for her worrying about me, being sick, being stressed, exams etcetcetc&lt;br /&gt;and with the added fact that i call home crying everytime something happens&lt;br /&gt;i hate to do that&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes really&lt;br /&gt;all i want to do is to crawl into mommy s arms and cry&lt;br /&gt;because i just feel so helpless here&lt;br /&gt;away from my comfort zone, away from home&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know where my comfort zone is&lt;br /&gt;but its definitely not here in this foreign place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mommy tried to reassure me,&lt;br /&gt;telling me the doctor is a POS and that he was probably trying to scare me&lt;br /&gt;and over exaggerated the degree&lt;br /&gt;inside i was still ...&lt;br /&gt;but for her, i reassured her that i felt better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i was better. i really did.&lt;br /&gt;but walking to class 5 minutes later,&lt;br /&gt;feli asked me what was wrong,&lt;br /&gt;and i just broke down on the path.&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;i think i scared her and kevin too.&lt;br /&gt;again i cried, i felt better, i reassured myself&lt;br /&gt;but after class, after i met tim,&lt;br /&gt;the tears came anew.&lt;br /&gt;somehow they just dont stop.&lt;br /&gt;i felt better after talking&lt;br /&gt;but there s still a nagging voice at the back of my head&lt;br /&gt;going 200km/hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am scared. i think.&lt;br /&gt;of being "less that what is me"&lt;br /&gt;if i cant run, cant skate, cant do judo, cant play sports anymore&lt;br /&gt;i dunno&lt;br /&gt;time would tell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, last night we went to a talk&lt;br /&gt;by a neurosurgeon&lt;br /&gt;or rather by THE neurosurgeon, the director of neurosurgery at the Alfred&lt;br /&gt;and the talk really inspired me again&lt;br /&gt;told me how all this sitting at the table studying&lt;br /&gt;isnt just for passing the exam&lt;br /&gt;its like mindfulness,&lt;br /&gt;relaxation is just a side effect, not the ultimate aim&lt;br /&gt;passing the exam would just be a bonus,&lt;br /&gt;not the ultimate aim&lt;br /&gt;i would want to be a competent doctor,&lt;br /&gt;not just a booksmart one&lt;br /&gt;and to achieve your dream,&lt;br /&gt;you would have to put in hard work&lt;br /&gt;and to achieve your dream,&lt;br /&gt;you would have to find chances for yourself&lt;br /&gt;not be afraid of failing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont be afraid of failing&lt;br /&gt;be afraid instead&lt;br /&gt;of giving up hope&lt;br /&gt;of giving up what you have been working towards&lt;br /&gt;thats what i got from the talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at him,&lt;br /&gt;he s been everywhere&lt;br /&gt;germany, edinburgh, pittsburg, sydney, adelaide, singapore, melbourne&lt;br /&gt;just for his dream&lt;br /&gt;the many changes&lt;br /&gt;the many stressors him and his family must have faced&lt;br /&gt;for him to have undertaken this journey&lt;br /&gt;to reach where he is now&lt;br /&gt;he wasnt afraid to dream&lt;br /&gt;neither was he afraid of taking chances&lt;br /&gt;and i think thats what i should learn&lt;br /&gt;it should be time&lt;br /&gt;that i take the responsibility onto myself&lt;br /&gt;to pro-actively seek my dream&lt;br /&gt;instead of waiting for it to come to me&lt;br /&gt;because&lt;br /&gt;dreams are to be pursued.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay i ended on a happier note.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-6383520286947504502?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/6383520286947504502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=6383520286947504502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/6383520286947504502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/6383520286947504502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-been-so-long.html' title='its been so long'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-6291215657332418423</id><published>2009-07-03T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T23:43:43.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mommy knows best</title><content type='html'>true? yes&lt;br /&gt;the first time she saw&lt;br /&gt;she knew who the one was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know she s right&lt;br /&gt;most of the time&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i guess&lt;br /&gt;another person is needed&lt;br /&gt;to put things into perspective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think after talking about it&lt;br /&gt;i kind of let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends should be there to pick you up&lt;br /&gt;and not there to push you down&lt;br /&gt;i guess thats a change in my definition of friendship&lt;br /&gt;and i hope that definition would stay true for all the friends i keep&lt;br /&gt;from now on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why create troubles for yourself&lt;br /&gt;live, let live&lt;br /&gt;and be happy&lt;br /&gt;dont let others affect you&lt;br /&gt;ying wei ni zhi de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i know&lt;br /&gt;friendship is not measured by the amount of time spent together&lt;br /&gt;but rather by how much you are willing to put into the relationship&lt;br /&gt;and how much the other is willing to invest as well&lt;br /&gt;and this scale cant be tipped&lt;br /&gt;cuz someone will still get hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relationships are so complicated&lt;br /&gt;i should just be a hermit crab&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-6291215657332418423?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/6291215657332418423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=6291215657332418423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/6291215657332418423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/6291215657332418423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/07/mommy-knows-best.html' title='mommy knows best'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-1594077805181807617</id><published>2009-07-01T13:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T13:47:38.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when i tell others&lt;br /&gt;they are quite incredulous&lt;br /&gt;about the exclusiveness&lt;br /&gt;but i guess they dont understand the full implications&lt;br /&gt;and why i am quite so hurt&lt;br /&gt;mayhap somethings only people involved would understand&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;sometimes im really quite disgusted at myself.&lt;br /&gt;ah well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-1594077805181807617?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/1594077805181807617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=1594077805181807617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/1594077805181807617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/1594077805181807617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-i-tell-others-they-are-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-9157554443940153419</id><published>2009-06-10T14:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T14:50:09.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cant wait to go back to you&lt;br /&gt;to lean on your shoulder&lt;br /&gt;just let go and cry&lt;br /&gt;cry out all my grievances&lt;br /&gt;cry out all my troubles&lt;br /&gt;soon. soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-9157554443940153419?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15411492.post-2077065852837778377</id><published>2009-06-08T10:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T10:07:32.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>why the sudden change?&lt;br /&gt;reading too much SMART and BASK behavioural change?&lt;br /&gt;been studying&lt;br /&gt;i hope&lt;br /&gt;but watching drama and nua-ing more of the time&lt;br /&gt;i kind of like my vespa group :D&lt;br /&gt;okay fine i like my vespa group&lt;br /&gt;haha cuz tonight there s cabonara! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope bernard has had a fun time at his birthday&lt;br /&gt;haha. i had fun planning though!&lt;br /&gt;im running out of creative juices~&lt;br /&gt;and STOP LAUGHING AT MEEEEE D':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going home in 17 days!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;CANT WAITTTTTT~&lt;br /&gt;dontwantdontwantdontwanttobequarantined&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-2077065852837778377?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/2077065852837778377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=2077065852837778377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/2077065852837778377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/2077065852837778377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/06/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-4522988511014251635</id><published>2009-05-29T10:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T10:07:27.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>found this treasure in minxun s blog&lt;br /&gt;haha chuahaha s school!&lt;br /&gt;read it.&lt;br /&gt;thought inspiring and&lt;br /&gt;made me cry (surprise surprise. what doesnt make me cry)&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;what he says is really true.&lt;br /&gt;if ur doing what you love what you want what you always wanted&lt;br /&gt;then what is the point of doing it?&lt;br /&gt;love someone. because the loving makes you a better person&lt;br /&gt;being loved requires no effort on your part&lt;br /&gt;but loving someone means everything to you.&lt;br /&gt;and that loving will never be fruitless or pointless even if the person doesnt love you back.&lt;br /&gt;read it.&lt;br /&gt;love it.&lt;br /&gt;cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;majun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is Adrian Tan’s speech at the convocation of students at the Wee Kim Wee School of Communication and Information (NTU).&lt;br /&gt;Adrian Tan is a litigation partner at Drew &amp;amp; Napier LLC.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIFE AND HOW TO SURVIVE IT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I must say thank you to the faculty and staff of the Wee Kim Wee School of Communication and Information for inviting me to give your convocation address.&lt;br /&gt;It’s a wonderful honour and a privilege for me to speak here for ten minutes without fear of contradiction, defamation or retaliation.&lt;br /&gt;I say this as a Singaporean and more so as a husband.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My wife is a wonderful person and perfect in every way except one.&lt;br /&gt;She is the editor of a magazine. She corrects people for a living.&lt;br /&gt;She has honed her expert skills over a quarter of a century, mostly by practising at home during conversations between her and me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;On the other hand, I am a litigator.&lt;br /&gt;Essentially, I spend my day telling people how wrong they are.&lt;br /&gt;I make my living being disagreeable.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nevertheless, there is perfect harmony in our matrimonial home.&lt;br /&gt;That is because when an editor and a litigator have an argument, the one who triumphs is always the wife.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And so I want to start by giving one piece of advice to the men:&lt;br /&gt;when you’ve already won her heart, you don’t need to win every argument.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Marriage is considered one milestone of life.&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may already be married.&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may never be married.&lt;br /&gt;Some of you will be married.&lt;br /&gt;Some of you will enjoy the experience so much, you will be married many, many times. Good for you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The next big milestone in your life is today: your graduation. The end of education. You’re done learning.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You’ve probably been told the big lie that “Learning is a lifelong process”&lt;br /&gt;and that therefore you will continue studying and taking masters’ degrees and doctorates and professorships and so on.&lt;br /&gt;You know the sort of people who tell you that? Teachers.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you think there is some measure of conflict of interest?&lt;br /&gt;They are in the business of learning, after all.&lt;br /&gt;Where would they be without you? They need you to be repeat customers.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The good news is that they’re wrong.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The bad news is that you don’t need further education because your entire life is over. It is gone.&lt;br /&gt;That may come as a shock to some of you. You’re in your teens or early twenties.&lt;br /&gt;People may tell you that you will live to be 70, 80, 90 years old. That is your life expectancy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I love that term: life expectancy. We all understand the term to mean the average life span of a group of people.&lt;br /&gt;But I’m here to talk about a bigger idea, which is what you expect from your life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You may be very happy to know that Singapore is currently ranked as the country with the third highest life expectancy.&lt;br /&gt;We are behind Andorra and Japan, and tied with San Marino. It seems quite clear why people in those countries, and ours, live so long.&lt;br /&gt;We share one thing in common: our football teams are all hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;There’s very little danger of any of our citizens having their pulses raised by watching us play in the World Cup.&lt;br /&gt;Spectators are more likely to be lulled into a gentle and restful nap.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Singaporeans have a life expectancy of 81.8 years.&lt;br /&gt;Singapore men live to an average of 79.21 years, while Singapore women live more than five years longer, probably to take into account the additional time they need to spend in the bathroom.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So here you are, in your twenties, thinking that you’ll have another 40 years to go.&lt;br /&gt;Four decades in which to live long and prosper.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Bad news. Read the papers. There are people dropping dead when they’re 50, 40, 30 years old.&lt;br /&gt;Or quite possibly just after finishing their convocation.&lt;br /&gt;They would be very disappointed that they didn’t meet their life expectancy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m here to tell you this.&lt;br /&gt;Forget about your life expectancy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After all, it’s calculated based on an average.&lt;br /&gt;And you never, ever want to expect being average.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Revisit those expectations. You might be looking forward to working, falling in love, marrying, raising a family.&lt;br /&gt;You are told that, as graduates,&lt;br /&gt;you should expect to find a job paying so much, where your hours are so much, where your responsibilities are so much.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That is what is expected of you.&lt;br /&gt;And if you live up to it, it will be an awful waste.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you expect that, you will be limiting yourself. You will be living your life according to boundaries set by average people.&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing against average people. But no one should aspire to be them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And you don’t need years of education by the best minds in Singapore to prepare you to be average.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What you should prepare for is mess. Life’s a mess. You are not entitled to expect anything from it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is not fair. Everything does not balance out in the end. Life happens, and you have no control over it.&lt;br /&gt;Good and bad things happen to you day by day, hour by hour, moment by moment.&lt;br /&gt;Your degree is a poor armour against fate.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don’t expect anything. Erase all life expectancies.&lt;br /&gt;Just live. Your life is over as of today.&lt;br /&gt;At this point in time, you have grown as tall as you will ever be, you are physically the fittest you will ever be in your entire life and you are probably looking the best that you will ever look.&lt;br /&gt;This is as good as it gets. It is all downhill from here. Or up. No one knows.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What does this mean for you?&lt;br /&gt;It is good that your life is over.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Since your life is over, you are free.&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you the many wonderful things that you can do when you are free.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The most important is this: do not work.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Work is anything that you are compelled to do.&lt;br /&gt;By its very nature, it is undesirable.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Work kills.&lt;br /&gt;The Japanese have a term “Karoshi”, which means death from overwork.&lt;br /&gt;That’s the most dramatic form of how work can kill. But it can also kill you in more subtle ways.&lt;br /&gt;If you work, then day by day, bit by bit, your soul is chipped away, disintegrating until there’s nothing left.&lt;br /&gt;A rock has been ground into sand and dust.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There’s a common misconception that work is necessary.&lt;br /&gt;You will meet people working at miserable jobs.&lt;br /&gt;They tell you they are “making a living”. No, they’re not.&lt;br /&gt;They’re dying, frittering away their fast-extinguishing lives doing things which are, at best, meaningless and, at worst, harmful.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;People will tell you that work ennobles you, that work lends you a certain dignity. Work makes you free.&lt;br /&gt;The slogan “Arbeit macht frei” was placed at the entrances to a number of Nazi concentration camps.&lt;br /&gt;Utter nonsense.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do not waste the vast majority of your life doing something you hate so that you can spend the small remainder sliver of your life in modest comfort.&lt;br /&gt;You may never reach that end anyway.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Resist the temptation to get a job. Instead, play.&lt;br /&gt;Find something you enjoy doing. Do it. Over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;You will become good at it for two reasons: you like it, and you do it often.&lt;br /&gt;Soon, that will have value in itself.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I like arguing, and I love language. So, I became a litigator.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy it and I would do it for free.&lt;br /&gt;If I didn’t do that, I would’ve been in some other type of work that still involved writing fiction – probably a sports journalist.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So what should you do?&lt;br /&gt;You will find your own niche. I don’t imagine you will need to look very hard.&lt;br /&gt;By this time in your life, you will have a very good idea of what you will want to do.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I’ll go further and say the ideal situation would be that you will not be able to stop yourself pursuing your passions.&lt;br /&gt;By this time you should know what your obsessions are.&lt;br /&gt;If you enjoy showing off your knowledge and feeling superior, you might become a teacher.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Find that pursuit that will energise you, consume you, become an obsession.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Each day, you must rise with a restless enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t, you are working.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Most of you will end up in activities which involve communication.&lt;br /&gt;To those of you I have a second message: be wary of the truth.&lt;br /&gt;I’m not asking you to speak it, or write it, for there are times when it is dangerous or impossible to do those things.&lt;br /&gt;The truth has a great capacity to offend and injure, and you will find that the closer you are to someone, the more care you must take to disguise or even conceal the truth.&lt;br /&gt;Often, there is great virtue in being evasive, or equivocating.&lt;br /&gt;There is also great skill.&lt;br /&gt;Any child can blurt out the truth, without thought to the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;It takes great maturity to appreciate the value of silence.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In order to be wary of the truth, you must first know it.&lt;br /&gt;That requires great frankness to yourself. Never fool the person in the mirror.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have told you that your life is over, that you should not work, and that you should avoid telling the truth.&lt;br /&gt;I now say this to you: be hated.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It’s not as easy as it sounds. Do you know anyone who hates you?&lt;br /&gt;Yet every great figure who has contributed to the human race has been hated, not just by one person, but often by a great many.&lt;br /&gt;That hatred is so strong it has caused those great figures to be shunned, abused, murdered and in one famous instance, nailed to a cross.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;One does not have to be evil to be hated.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, it’s often the case that one is hated precisely because one is trying to do right by one’s own convictions.&lt;br /&gt;It is far too easy to be liked, one merely has to be accommodating and hold no strong convictions.&lt;br /&gt;Then one will gravitate towards the centre and settle into the average.&lt;br /&gt;That cannot be your role.&lt;br /&gt;There are a great many bad people in the world, and if you are not offending them, you must be bad yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Popularity is a sure sign that you are doing something wrong.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The other side of the coin is this: fall in love.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I didn’t say “be loved”.&lt;br /&gt;That requires too much compromise.&lt;br /&gt;If one changes one’s looks, personality and values, one can be loved by anyone.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Rather, I exhort you to love another human being.&lt;br /&gt;It may seem odd for me to tell you this.&lt;br /&gt;You may expect it to happen naturally, without deliberation. That is false.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Modern society is anti-love. We’ve taken a microscope to everyone to bring out their flaws and shortcomings.&lt;br /&gt;It far easier to find a reason not to love someone, than otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;Rejection requires only one reason. Love requires complete acceptance.&lt;br /&gt;It is hard work – the only kind of work that I find palatable.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Loving someone has great benefits.&lt;br /&gt;There is admiration, learning, attraction and something which, for the want of a better word, we call happiness.&lt;br /&gt;In loving someone, we become inspired to better ourselves in every way.&lt;br /&gt;We learn the truth worthlessness of material things.&lt;br /&gt;We celebrate being human.&lt;br /&gt;Loving is good for the soul.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Loving someone is therefore very important, and it is also important to choose the right person.&lt;br /&gt;Despite popular culture, love doesn’t happen by chance, at first sight, across a crowded dance floor.&lt;br /&gt;It grows slowly, sinking roots first before branching and blossoming.&lt;br /&gt;It is not a silly weed, but a mighty tree that weathers every storm.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You will find, that when you have someone to love, that the face is less important than the brain, and the body is less important than the heart.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You will also find that it is no great tragedy if your love is not reciprocated.&lt;br /&gt;You are not doing it to be loved back.&lt;br /&gt;Its value is to inspire you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Finally, you will find that there is no half-measure when it comes to loving someone.&lt;br /&gt;You either don’t, or you do with every cell in your body, completely and utterly, without reservation or apology.&lt;br /&gt;It consumes you, and you are reborn, all the better for it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don’t work. Avoid telling the truth. Be hated. Love someone.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You’re going to have a busy life.&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness there’s no life expectancy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-4522988511014251635?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/4522988511014251635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=4522988511014251635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/4522988511014251635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/4522988511014251635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/05/found-this-treasure-in-minxun-s-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-1477569414577989415</id><published>2009-05-27T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:07:57.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been getting progressively harder to smile&lt;br /&gt;but messages from people&lt;br /&gt;asking me when i ll be back&lt;br /&gt;asking me where i wanna go when i get back&lt;br /&gt;makes me :D:D:D so much more&lt;br /&gt;thank you people for making it so much easier&lt;br /&gt;knowing that i have people who love and miss me back in singapore&lt;br /&gt;its tiding me over these rough periods of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went mad shopping today&lt;br /&gt;=_= spent 200 dollars&lt;br /&gt;and only 2 of it was on myself =_=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-1477569414577989415?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/1477569414577989415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=1477569414577989415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/1477569414577989415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/1477569414577989415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-been-getting-progressively-harder.html' title=''/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-6798865028624186690</id><published>2009-05-24T17:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T17:46:31.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks for feeding ducks today&lt;br /&gt;for feeding goosie fang and mayjune&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the talk last night&lt;br /&gt;thanks for nua-ing last night&lt;br /&gt;thanks people(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling helpless.&lt;br /&gt;what can i do?&lt;br /&gt;helplesssssss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-6798865028624186690?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/6798865028624186690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=6798865028624186690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/6798865028624186690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/6798865028624186690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/05/thanks-for-feeding-ducks-today-for.html' title=''/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-4051428692349941078</id><published>2009-05-20T17:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T17:02:45.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the things you resort to escape from work</title><content type='html'>yay im blogging more&lt;br /&gt;if not just for the sole purpose of&lt;br /&gt;doing something&lt;br /&gt;when im supposed to do work&lt;br /&gt;case commmm D':&lt;br /&gt;sigh. when will i ever get around to doing it? failllllll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO HAPPY FOR XIAOHUIIIIIII&lt;br /&gt;YAYYYYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;LICENSEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;I GET CAR RIDEEEEEEEE (:&lt;br /&gt;lets go out when im back&lt;br /&gt;*wink*&lt;br /&gt;hvnt been so excited in ages! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;br /&gt;seeing them on webcam today&lt;br /&gt;made me want to eat&lt;br /&gt;tian ji zhou&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. sorry kahpoh&lt;div 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work'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-3307893848203843991</id><published>2009-05-19T18:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T18:41:50.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh happy day(:</title><content type='html'>yayyyyy im so happy today!&lt;br /&gt;some kind soul picked up my key&lt;br /&gt;and passed it to monash sport(:&lt;br /&gt;saved me $101 to replace the lock haha&lt;br /&gt;shall stop being little miss scatterbrain&lt;br /&gt;but (: whee happppppy&lt;br /&gt;i sprinted all the way back from monash sport cuz of the endorphin rush hurhurhur&lt;br /&gt;and im still happy so im making red bean soup again! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;yayyyy i practically banged down feli s door&lt;br /&gt;and screamed into tim s phone&lt;br /&gt;and spammed people s msn!!! (: (: (: hehe.&lt;br /&gt;sehr happy :D&lt;br /&gt;oh and i did my laundry&lt;br /&gt;fresh clean xiang sheets LOVEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and IM SO HAPPY FOR TOMMY!!!&lt;br /&gt;im probably very lag&lt;br /&gt;but its expected&lt;br /&gt;i mean&lt;br /&gt;im down under&lt;br /&gt;and i dont get "news"&lt;br /&gt;they re probably "olds" when they get to me anyway&lt;br /&gt;but REALLY REALLY HAPPY FOR YOUUUUUU&lt;br /&gt;make sure u do well (:&lt;br /&gt;i ll hire you for my wedding photos nxt time kk&lt;br /&gt;and when u make it famous i ll sell thomas and friends merchandise HAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUY ME SOMETHING NICE FROM PHUKET&lt;br /&gt;and i promise i wont get you the purple shirt :P&lt;br /&gt;overhigh now to do work. sianz.&lt;br /&gt;and i looooved last night s mass convo hahaha&lt;br /&gt;sailormoon powerpuff girls anything&lt;br /&gt;heh. chua and the carrot cake. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love talking to mommy(:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;缘分&lt;br /&gt;i believe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-3307893848203843991?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/3307893848203843991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=3307893848203843991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/3307893848203843991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/3307893848203843991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-happy-day.html' title='oh happy day(:'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-5048274694394770352</id><published>2009-05-18T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:56:24.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feels oddly detached from the situation&lt;br /&gt;as if im watching the drama unfurl from a third person's point of view&lt;br /&gt;a badly acted out soap drama.&lt;br /&gt;why cant you just go away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and about the other drama im viewing&lt;br /&gt;its kind of amusing.&lt;br /&gt;and kind of heartbreaking.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是看故事的人&lt;br /&gt;而不是写故事的人&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-5048274694394770352?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/5048274694394770352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=5048274694394770352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/5048274694394770352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/5048274694394770352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/05/feels-oddly-detached-from-situation-as.html' title=''/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-8684937055329175492</id><published>2009-05-17T15:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T15:29:07.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dont weaken my resolve&lt;br /&gt;everytime i decide to do something about this&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaaagh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-8684937055329175492?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/8684937055329175492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=8684937055329175492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/8684937055329175492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/8684937055329175492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/05/dont-weaken-my-resolve-everytime-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-4481434830348571420</id><published>2009-05-17T10:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T10:53:08.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i would want people to laugh at my funeral&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-4481434830348571420?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/4481434830348571420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=4481434830348571420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/4481434830348571420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/4481434830348571420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-would-want-people-to-laugh-at-my.html' title=''/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-570494202892257257</id><published>2009-05-15T19:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T19:19:38.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>感触良多</title><content type='html'>i cant just keep hanging on&lt;br /&gt;whats changed has changed&lt;br /&gt;and i ve got to move on&lt;br /&gt;原地踏步是行不通的&lt;br /&gt;人还是要进步&lt;br /&gt;要往前看的&lt;br /&gt;是这样就&lt;br /&gt;让它这样吧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;总有一天&lt;br /&gt;她会以其人之道还治其人之身的&lt;br /&gt;我们走着瞧吧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还是开心一点好&lt;br /&gt;我们天天去打篮球吧!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好想念以前中四时&lt;br /&gt;每天午休都去礼堂里打排球的时光&lt;br /&gt;那些时光&lt;br /&gt;到底是回不去的了&lt;br /&gt;那时的童真&lt;br /&gt;也随着时间而流逝&lt;br /&gt;我不想长大&lt;br /&gt;长大后&lt;br /&gt;那么多的烦恼&lt;br /&gt;那么多的责任&lt;br /&gt;人心险恶&lt;br /&gt;为什么不能回到小时候那样&lt;br /&gt;每个人都单单纯纯地过生活呢?&lt;br /&gt;如此明争暗斗&lt;br /&gt;获得会快乐吗?&lt;br /&gt;真的是想不明白&lt;br /&gt;可能有时还是单纯一点,&lt;br /&gt;傻傻地过每一天&lt;br /&gt;会比较开心&lt;br /&gt;比较轻松&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好想回到小时候...&lt;br /&gt;没有这么多烦恼的时候...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天保健课时&lt;br /&gt;讲师说到&lt;br /&gt;人活在这个世界上&lt;br /&gt;应该有一个目标&lt;br /&gt;要活得有意义&lt;br /&gt;而不是懵懵懂懂地过每一天&lt;br /&gt;他说的话&lt;br /&gt;让我想起&lt;br /&gt;记忆中,我小时候第一句我有映像的话&lt;br /&gt;"我为什么在这里?我在这里有什么目的?要做些什么?"&lt;br /&gt;这是当初第一个对我影响深刻的想法&lt;br /&gt;至今我仍然不能准确地告诉自己&lt;br /&gt;我到底活在这世界到底是为了要做些什么...&lt;br /&gt;可能&lt;br /&gt;某年某月某一天&lt;br /&gt;我会发现我活在这世上的意义&lt;br /&gt;在那儿之前&lt;br /&gt;还是好好进我的本分,&lt;br /&gt;珍惜身边的人&lt;br /&gt;好好学习&lt;br /&gt;充分利用我的时间&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看着叔叔阿姨给我的卡片&lt;br /&gt;"惜时如金"&lt;br /&gt;果然如此吧...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-570494202892257257?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/570494202892257257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=570494202892257257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/570494202892257257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/570494202892257257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-cant-just-keep-hanging-on-whats.html' title='感触良多'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-2532382314138429507</id><published>2009-05-03T18:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T18:55:11.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>别再为他流泪</title><content type='html'>你走了太久一定很累&lt;br /&gt;他错了不该你来面对&lt;br /&gt;离开他就好就算了心情很干脆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他其实没有那么绝对&lt;br /&gt;远一点你就看出真伪&lt;br /&gt;离开他不等于你的世界会崩溃&lt;br /&gt;转个弯你还能飞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就&lt;span style="color:#c60a00;"&gt;别再为他流泪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;别再让他操控你的伤悲&lt;br /&gt;就算有一点愚昧一点点后悔&lt;br /&gt;也不要太狼狈&lt;br /&gt;他不值得你的泪&lt;br /&gt;把那遗憾留在大雨的街&lt;br /&gt;你曾在迷失的旅途中盲目追&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以后为自己醉&lt;br /&gt;以后管他是谁&lt;br /&gt;每段感情都非常珍贵&lt;br /&gt;他的好你就放在心扉&lt;br /&gt;记得有个人曾让你那样的心醉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你笑了照亮夜幕的黑&lt;br /&gt;什么梦都不比你的美&lt;br /&gt;多少年以后想起他还有些体会&lt;br /&gt;那些你已无所谓&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;别再为他流泪-&lt;br /&gt;因为别人值得见到你的笑容&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-2532382314138429507?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/2532382314138429507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=2532382314138429507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/2532382314138429507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/2532382314138429507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='别再为他流泪'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-780562062844647318</id><published>2009-04-29T19:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T07:56:09.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you and your emo pictures</title><content type='html'>and you dont even know it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee! its settled!&lt;br /&gt;end exam on the 22nd and flying qantas on the 23rd! (:&lt;br /&gt;arrives 620pm in singapore on the 23rd~!&lt;br /&gt;just in time for yummy dinner from mommy :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;br /&gt;krispy creme anyone?&lt;br /&gt;can buy back hurhur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams been kind of crap&lt;br /&gt;haha last minute mugging&lt;br /&gt;but activities have been fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been finding that i want more "me" time&lt;br /&gt;instead of "us" time&lt;br /&gt;sometimes nua-ing in your room&lt;br /&gt;isnt necessarily a bad thing&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cooking and baking skills improving :D&lt;br /&gt;yay not bad eh hehe&lt;br /&gt;i made banana chocolate urm muffin (?)&lt;br /&gt;shortbread brownie&lt;br /&gt;next project&lt;br /&gt;raspberry cheesecake&lt;br /&gt;or japanese cheesecake!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;and i want to learn how to make skirts! :D&lt;br /&gt;hehe raid mel's sewing machine! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been thinking of getting a job&lt;br /&gt;but lazy to apply for it haha&lt;br /&gt;but should learn to be self sufficient&lt;br /&gt;at least abit&lt;br /&gt;the amount im spending is atrocious&lt;br /&gt;looking at the school fees and hall fees and living expenses.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;runrunrun~!&lt;br /&gt;run off those stubborn fats! D':&lt;br /&gt;but running in 8/9 deg is really quite nice!&lt;br /&gt;well if u dint know&lt;br /&gt;on thursday the temperature was 3 in the morning&lt;br /&gt;=_=&lt;br /&gt;no goot&lt;br /&gt;coldcoldcold&lt;br /&gt;but everyone was jealous of my wen nuan pai scarf from puijin :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jayjays doesnt have the cookiemonster/animals/domokun tees anymore!!!&lt;br /&gt;RAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;and i cant find nice havis either&lt;br /&gt;=_=&lt;br /&gt;must do shopping quickquick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have such a limited social circle here haha&lt;br /&gt;i miss everyone back homeeeee&lt;br /&gt;all the UFOs&lt;br /&gt;teammates&lt;br /&gt;79ers&lt;br /&gt;just ed people&lt;br /&gt;nus mates&lt;br /&gt;LRG&lt;br /&gt;sighhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;59 days!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-780562062844647318?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15411492.post-7106554065471757599</id><published>2009-04-05T16:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T10:40:29.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eat and play&lt;br /&gt;eat and play&lt;br /&gt;eat and play&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;repeat cycle&lt;br /&gt;everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh haha&lt;br /&gt;had vespa today&lt;br /&gt;abit of studying done(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh and the threadless shirts are here!&lt;br /&gt;i wuv my shirts :D&lt;br /&gt;tmr s threadless day&lt;br /&gt;everyone s gonna wear wear wear and take photos!&lt;br /&gt;camwhore!&lt;br /&gt;im spending too much money.&lt;br /&gt;someone control me preeze.&lt;br /&gt;sian. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha EASTER BREAK SOON!&lt;br /&gt;YAYYAYYAY high.&lt;br /&gt;haha cook out pig out play out&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;formative is so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i make goooot green bean souuuuuuuuup :D&lt;br /&gt;yay. loveloves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hwachong down under was fun haha&lt;br /&gt;even tho we ended up playing charades concentration and polar bear in front of the state library&lt;br /&gt;but company was good&lt;br /&gt;and the feeling was there&lt;br /&gt;speaking chinese&lt;br /&gt;talking rubbish&lt;br /&gt;laughing at each other&lt;br /&gt;i guess there really is a different culture&lt;br /&gt;even though people from different schools still get along great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foood was goooooot&lt;br /&gt;ying thai green curry&lt;br /&gt;freddos icecream&lt;br /&gt;kaya toast from old town kopitiam&lt;br /&gt;and the asian grocery at chinatown is now my new fav hangout&lt;br /&gt;omg it has allllll the materials i need&lt;br /&gt;i bot green bean red bean lotus seed KAYAAA&lt;br /&gt;added to my sago and barley supply&lt;br /&gt;make souuuuuuuuuup :D&lt;br /&gt;dessert souppppps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand how come some people dont feel homesick at all&lt;br /&gt;i miss my parents even though i call home almost everynight&lt;br /&gt;and talk with daddy on msn video&lt;br /&gt;sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLYING BACK IN JUNNNNNNE&lt;br /&gt;booked tickets for 20th june&lt;br /&gt;probably would have to change it&lt;br /&gt;depending on the exam date&lt;br /&gt;which they STILL hvnt told us&lt;br /&gt;but FLYING BACK!!!&lt;br /&gt;excited just thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;i want to buy ipod touch&lt;br /&gt;its like 100 bucks cheaper than in singapore&lt;br /&gt;and i heard if u buy can claim GST at airport&lt;br /&gt;oh and anyone wants havaiana slippers?&lt;br /&gt;its like half the price here. whee.&lt;br /&gt;even though i think they re uber ugly. hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the smell and feel of laundry fresh from the dryer&lt;br /&gt;i like looking at the red leaves in normanby&lt;br /&gt;(dont ask me why only normanby has D': )&lt;br /&gt;i like cooking/baking for people and looking at their smiles&lt;br /&gt;i like the smell of fresh air in the morning&lt;br /&gt;(not polluted! as much)&lt;br /&gt;i like cuddling in bed with feimao at night&lt;br /&gt;(especially since its so cold here)&lt;br /&gt;i like making a hot cup of super cereal&lt;br /&gt;and holding to warm my hands :D&lt;br /&gt;tastes great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-7106554065471757599?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/7106554065471757599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=7106554065471757599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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that belief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooh i bought my elmo pullover!&lt;br /&gt;20% off!&lt;br /&gt;i loooooove chadstone summer sale (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-942253699404642345?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/942253699404642345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=942253699404642345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/942253699404642345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/942253699404642345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;thanks everyone for the concern and help and tolerance of my whiney-ness&lt;br /&gt;i think the people who bore the brunt were felita chinswee tim and siyu&lt;br /&gt;haha sorry.&lt;br /&gt;im not at my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIM MAKES THE BEST PASTAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;XUAN MAKES THE BEST DESSERTSSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;AJIT... urm... cuts the best vegetables? HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-8223342896141909978?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/8223342896141909978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=8223342896141909978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/8223342896141909978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/8223342896141909978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/03/being-sick-in-med-school.html' title='being sick in med school'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-7984282230090649903</id><published>2009-03-09T13:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T14:21:09.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekends AND weekdays in melbourne</title><content type='html'>has kind of a cultural shock when it comes to going out here&lt;br /&gt;the guys take almost too careful care of the girls here&lt;br /&gt;the cold&lt;br /&gt;the security&lt;br /&gt;going on the trains&lt;br /&gt;going back late at night&lt;br /&gt;walking people back at night&lt;br /&gt;making me so uptight about people walking alone on the whole&lt;br /&gt;nah but its really touching how they look after us&lt;br /&gt;ajit and his constant headcounting (lol siyu and xuanqi)&lt;br /&gt;chinswee and his insistence that guys stand front and back&lt;br /&gt;kevin and his looking out for stragglers&lt;br /&gt;and jem and tim with their jacket throwing&lt;br /&gt;if not siyu fang and felita would have frozen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had quite an exciting weekend&lt;br /&gt;friday we ditched pubcrawl for meddies for dunno what reason&lt;br /&gt;but i had a 1.5 hour one on one piano concert from xuan&lt;br /&gt;so it more than made up for it&lt;br /&gt;she played my favorites! esp canon LOVE&lt;br /&gt;sat went shopping with xuan and benpoh&lt;br /&gt;YAY winter jacket!&lt;br /&gt;haha now i think benpoh no longer wants to shop with us&lt;br /&gt;lol xuanqi and her leggings frenzy so that she can wear skirts&lt;br /&gt;and our constant looking in kids section&lt;br /&gt;and also chocolate omg haha&lt;br /&gt;first time i see people stock up on chocolate in this way!&lt;br /&gt;xuanqi! hahaha chocolate, hotchoc, cocoa gummies&lt;br /&gt;wahhh. lol&lt;br /&gt;missed the bible study thingum&lt;br /&gt;but kevin cooked&lt;br /&gt;so had a great tea of chicken soup dong fen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha meals was suuuuuper zhai that day&lt;br /&gt;breakfast: wendy s yoghurt&lt;br /&gt;lunch: HUUUGE apple cinnamon muffin&lt;br /&gt;tea: chicken soup dong fen&lt;br /&gt;dinner: noodles at crown&lt;br /&gt;wheee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;so watched P.S i love you&lt;br /&gt;kevin has a small woofer for goodness sake!&lt;br /&gt;haha madness!&lt;br /&gt;and the movie was great&lt;br /&gt;abit draggy towards the end&lt;br /&gt;and as expected i was flooding the pillow and feimao&lt;br /&gt;with the kevin and chinswee laughing at me&lt;br /&gt;ugh well nvm&lt;br /&gt;but its really soooo sweeet and heartbreaking&lt;br /&gt;(oh and we ate loads while watching too =_=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday night was the first time i stepped into a casino&lt;br /&gt;and the first time i went clubbing&lt;br /&gt;so :D&lt;br /&gt;the casino was great tho&lt;br /&gt;felt seriously underdressed when there were people in evening gowns and their hair all done up&lt;br /&gt;its really scary how the money changes hands&lt;br /&gt;some may feel tempted to have a go&lt;br /&gt;but for me&lt;br /&gt;just watching is enough to give me the creeps&lt;br /&gt;blackjack was the only one i understood&lt;br /&gt;(haha thanks kahpoh/yongkeong)&lt;br /&gt;and the exchange of chips was +_+&lt;br /&gt;and i dint even recognize the denomination of the chips&lt;br /&gt;you could become bankrupt or a millionaire overnight&lt;br /&gt;but the latter is probably not as possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASEAN night at queensbridge hotel&lt;br /&gt;when we went in at 1030 it was still super empty&lt;br /&gt;with noone on the dance floor&lt;br /&gt;it only started proper at about 12&lt;br /&gt;by when i was X_X alr hur&lt;br /&gt;drank half a small bottle of champagne?&lt;br /&gt;not woozy but abit dizzy&lt;br /&gt;but probably more due to the music than the alcohol&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;but dancing was fun(:&lt;br /&gt;cuz ur stuck in the middle&lt;br /&gt;noone knows when u move awkwardly anyway&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun to people watch too&lt;br /&gt;people in uber-minis and towering 4 inch stilettos still managing to dance&lt;br /&gt;fang labels them "seasoned clubbers"&lt;br /&gt;which is definitely not us haha since i was in half inch boots&lt;br /&gt;i dint mind the experience but the music was too overpowering bah i guess&lt;br /&gt;but at least there was no smoking&lt;br /&gt;when on the dance floor&lt;br /&gt;i was actually thinking of gradnights&lt;br /&gt;and when they cleared the tables for us to dance&lt;br /&gt;i miss teammates. sigh. that was what i was thinking larh.&lt;br /&gt;not that present company was not fun&lt;br /&gt;just that the missing is like some physical ache.&lt;br /&gt;lovelove!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took night rider back (do not trust ajit s sense of direction HAHA kidding)&lt;br /&gt;reached back at 330&lt;br /&gt;slept at 4&lt;br /&gt;woke at 830&lt;br /&gt;crap cannot sleep anymore&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;unlike some people who can sleep until 11&lt;br /&gt;=_=&lt;br /&gt;vacuumed my room and did my laundry! :D yay&lt;br /&gt;then night was moomba in the city&lt;br /&gt;hence another trip into the city&lt;br /&gt;ate malaysian food! LOVELOVELOVE&lt;br /&gt;chicken laksa&lt;br /&gt;doesnt really taste like but who cares&lt;br /&gt;anything closer to home is treasure&lt;br /&gt;shyingshying s my new boyfriend (girlfriend?)&lt;br /&gt;she s 180 in her platforms&lt;br /&gt;which makes her taller than about 99.9% of the guys here&lt;br /&gt;haha it was hilarious looking at her put her hands around ben and chinswee s shoulders!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. oops male pride...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well.&lt;br /&gt;it was essentially a carnival with alot of games&lt;br /&gt;and rides&lt;br /&gt;haha no rides this time&lt;br /&gt;not after luna park&lt;br /&gt;but i did want to go on the inverter thing&lt;br /&gt;haha i do think i became more daring once i came here&lt;br /&gt;that day at luna park i went on the rollercoaster and the 360 inverters etc&lt;br /&gt;which i have never done before&lt;br /&gt;i went clubbing&lt;br /&gt;i went into a casino&lt;br /&gt;living alone (okay maybe not so alone) etcetcetc&lt;br /&gt;ben and chinswee were so sweet&lt;br /&gt;they went to play all the games&lt;br /&gt;and won 4 huge stuffed toys&lt;br /&gt;for the 4 of us who were with them&lt;br /&gt;so touched larh haha&lt;br /&gt;and now i have a scooby thats about 1 metre tall in my room&lt;br /&gt;great. (:&lt;br /&gt;haha but dont sad to those who dint win!&lt;br /&gt;its alot of money to be spent playing&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the adrenaline from playing!&lt;br /&gt;fireworks were waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah&lt;br /&gt;haha loud but oh so dazzling&lt;br /&gt;mesmerized by the way they pop and suddenly "open up" into a flower of lights&lt;br /&gt;they disappear so fast&lt;br /&gt;a sudden burst of light and their gone&lt;br /&gt;sigh. grab them while they lasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back at 12 gah&lt;br /&gt;had to cab back&lt;br /&gt;cuz we missed the last bus by a long shot&lt;br /&gt;SIGH and today lessons at 8&lt;br /&gt;good job. haha.&lt;br /&gt;about 10 hours of sleep in 2 days&lt;br /&gt;this has got to stop.&lt;br /&gt;next weekend is also maxed out&lt;br /&gt;great.&lt;br /&gt;homework doesnt even begin to come into the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so cold&lt;br /&gt;that im contemplating wearing my winter coat&lt;br /&gt;and hot showers are a luxury ahhhh&lt;br /&gt;and my room heater isnt hot.&lt;br /&gt;whee.&lt;br /&gt;we ll see when winter comes.&lt;br /&gt;ITS STILL SUMMER&lt;br /&gt;WHY ARE THERE 12 TO 19 deg DAYS?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee and i want my threadless tees to come!&lt;br /&gt;you ve got some splaining to do! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the others are amazed i tell my mom that i go clubbing/moomba on sunday night&lt;br /&gt;haha my mommy is not that strict larh&lt;br /&gt;she nags yes&lt;br /&gt;but i love her&lt;br /&gt;and respect her&lt;br /&gt;so i tell her?&lt;br /&gt;does that make sense?&lt;br /&gt;anyways she knows i ll be safe&lt;br /&gt;and not go out alone(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-7984282230090649903?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/7984282230090649903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=7984282230090649903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/7984282230090649903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/7984282230090649903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekends-and-weekdays-in-melbourne.html' title='weekends AND weekdays in melbourne'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-3269793082810525802</id><published>2009-02-24T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T21:01:36.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>70% chocolate</title><content type='html'>i realize that when ur alone in a foreign place&lt;br /&gt;you become much more vulnerable&lt;br /&gt;vulnerable to the slightest jibes&lt;br /&gt;and sensitive to the slightest sliver of concern&lt;br /&gt;and that scares me&lt;br /&gt;because that means my emotions are even more dependent&lt;br /&gt;on what others do&lt;br /&gt;than usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im having major mood swings&lt;br /&gt;and freaking people out&lt;br /&gt;never felt like this before&lt;br /&gt;and it scares me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it also allows me to see concern for me&lt;br /&gt;chua&lt;br /&gt;and all my meddies&lt;br /&gt;warm and fuzzy inside&lt;br /&gt;and im thankful&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the concern!(:&lt;br /&gt;and the light stick(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the fact that skype and msn are FOC&lt;br /&gt;WRT internet charges.&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE GET SKYPE AND ADD ME.&lt;br /&gt;cuz i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;reason enough?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-3269793082810525802?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/3269793082810525802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=3269793082810525802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/3269793082810525802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;and stop being so obvious about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-4012981195939284703?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/4012981195939284703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=4012981195939284703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/4012981195939284703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/4012981195939284703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/02/true-colours.html' title='true colours'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-282518515865733348</id><published>2009-02-18T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:36:02.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melbourne/Monash</title><content type='html'>hey everyone(:&lt;br /&gt;i got settled in alr(:&lt;br /&gt;missing home and everyone already&lt;br /&gt;and will be missing my daddy too!&lt;br /&gt;he s flying back tmr&lt;br /&gt;will be awfully homesick till im back with you guys and mommy again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kind of nice weather here&lt;br /&gt;mornings and nights are chilly&lt;br /&gt;and days are reaaaaaaaaally sunny&lt;br /&gt;im running for shade everywhere&lt;br /&gt;and shades totally come in handy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food is expensive&lt;br /&gt;and doesnt really look appetizing to me&lt;br /&gt;its like pizza fried stuff zichar pasta wraps and sandwiches&lt;br /&gt;rah. haha i only feel like eating fruit these few days&lt;br /&gt;and i cooked my own pasta meal yesterday~&lt;br /&gt;hehe daddy said it was good&lt;br /&gt;not just edible it was GOOD. yays&lt;br /&gt;so im gonna cook for myself&lt;br /&gt;hehe. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna start running thru the school compounds soon!&lt;br /&gt;morning s rock(:&lt;br /&gt;haaaaate noooon&lt;br /&gt;from 10 to 5 its like.&lt;br /&gt;baking time...&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha kind of feels different from the others&lt;br /&gt;im just not much of a drinker and western food eater i guess&lt;br /&gt;haha kind of feels out of place sometimes&lt;br /&gt;i ll get over it&lt;br /&gt;and i miss home.&lt;br /&gt;AND CHUAXINYI YOUR LETTER MADE ME CRY.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna be a mugger once orientation ends.&lt;br /&gt;gonna find a job(: yay.&lt;br /&gt;CALL/SMS/MSN/EMAIL/SNAILMAIL MEEEEEEEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-282518515865733348?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15411492.post-2569217552656985489</id><published>2009-02-14T14:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T15:41:00.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE IS</title><content type='html'>love is... sitting next to you in perfectly comfortable silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is... laughing crying sharing all at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is... going shopping and trying all those clothes for you to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is... cooking for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is... you eating it no matter how bad it tastes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is... singing our hearts out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is... you knitting a scarf for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is... calling you and hearing your voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is... sharing a tub of blackforest icecream (GAH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is... camwhoring together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is... looking at your back as you walk away and feel the tears in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is... meeting you no matter how busy i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is... hanging out even though there are tonnes of work to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is... unquestioning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is... unconditional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love means... you will be dearly missed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-2569217552656985489?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/2569217552656985489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=2569217552656985489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/2569217552656985489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/2569217552656985489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-is.html' title='LOVE IS'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-2764020121361205437</id><published>2009-02-12T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T22:48:06.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15th 2345h T3 Changi Airport</title><content type='html'>imminent departure makes everything more precious&lt;br /&gt;time spent with mommy and daddy&lt;br /&gt;time is just flowing through my fingers&lt;br /&gt;before i know it i ll be leaving.&lt;br /&gt;this morning woke up from a bad dream&lt;br /&gt;dreamt that i was already leaving&lt;br /&gt;the feeling really sucked&lt;br /&gt;im going to flood changi on sunday cuz im gonna miss everyone&lt;br /&gt;mommy daddy sometimes marui&lt;br /&gt;aunties and uncles&lt;br /&gt;teammates&lt;br /&gt;batchmates&lt;br /&gt;the lao ren gang&lt;br /&gt;the Nut House&lt;br /&gt;the Zlaffs&lt;br /&gt;classmates&lt;br /&gt;friends&lt;br /&gt;even acquaintances&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH.&lt;br /&gt;imgonnabebackinjuly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-2764020121361205437?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/2764020121361205437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=2764020121361205437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/2764020121361205437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/2764020121361205437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/02/15th-2345h-t3-changi-airport.html' title='15th 2345h T3 Changi Airport'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-5316731925746647223</id><published>2009-02-02T16:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T18:03:17.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my house the gambling den</title><content type='html'>didnt expect so many people to turn up&lt;br /&gt;all in all 11 people!&lt;br /&gt;i think that kind of sets a record.&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much people for coming(:&lt;br /&gt;feels all warm and toasty inside :D&lt;br /&gt;whee!&lt;br /&gt;haha my mommy gave me an analysis of everyone after that&lt;br /&gt;lol so amusing(:&lt;br /&gt;and she was like&lt;br /&gt;O_O ur friends really can eat.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA 4 pizzas kfc family feast and 208570284502 dumplings omg&lt;br /&gt;and they cleared the fridge of all drinks! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;123 photos. shall plaster them all around my room.&lt;br /&gt;when i miss u guys.&lt;br /&gt;reserve ur july for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-5316731925746647223?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/5316731925746647223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=5316731925746647223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/5316731925746647223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/5316731925746647223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-house-gambling-den.html' title='my house the gambling den'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-171401122589617821</id><published>2009-01-30T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T23:54:59.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in search of that smile</title><content type='html'>whee so im either flying 14th/15th feb night&lt;br /&gt;2345h&lt;br /&gt;haha even im not sure when&lt;br /&gt;i kind of hate krisflyer&lt;br /&gt;or rather its like love-hate&lt;br /&gt;grawr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teammates coming tmr :D&lt;br /&gt;its either there not gonna be enough food&lt;br /&gt;or there s gonna be too much food&lt;br /&gt;and im gonna have to stuff it down their throats&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nickelback- Gotta Be Somebody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Cause nobody wants to be the last one there.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares.&lt;br /&gt;Someone to love with my life in their hands.&lt;br /&gt;There`s gotta be somebody for me like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Cause nobody wants to do it on their own&lt;br /&gt;And everyone wants to know they´re not alone.&lt;br /&gt; There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;There`s gotta be somebody for me out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-171401122589617821?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/171401122589617821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=171401122589617821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/171401122589617821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/171401122589617821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-search-of-that-smile.html' title='in search of that smile'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-4662373321940791202</id><published>2009-01-30T00:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T00:34:06.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think im PMSing&lt;br /&gt;well i must be PMSing&lt;br /&gt;nothing else explains this black mood.&lt;br /&gt;i spent the whole day complaining&lt;br /&gt;about this about that&lt;br /&gt;i think i irritated quite a number of people&lt;br /&gt;sorraye! sigh&lt;br /&gt;i hate black days.&lt;br /&gt;on the cheerful side(: new tanks!:D&lt;br /&gt;and cardi!:D&lt;br /&gt;and friends!:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;i like the swing(:&lt;br /&gt;i wont let it get to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-4662373321940791202?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/4662373321940791202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=4662373321940791202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/4662373321940791202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/4662373321940791202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-think-im-pmsing-well-i-must-be-pmsing.html' title=''/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-4548908042294147655</id><published>2009-01-24T21:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T21:42:53.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAJUN GOT HAAAALLLLLLLLLLS</title><content type='html'>thank you so much for worrying for me!&lt;br /&gt;now majun got haaaaaallssssssss(:&lt;br /&gt;hairpeeeeeeeee:D&lt;br /&gt;yesterday when i got the offer&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt help but want to tell everyone:D&lt;br /&gt;thanks everyone who s offered me advice&lt;br /&gt;and offered to let me bunk in (haha some more plausible than the others)&lt;br /&gt;and offered couches&lt;br /&gt;even offered me the lake with the giant squid (we think) that lives inside&lt;br /&gt;(buy one get one free u see)&lt;br /&gt;BUT MAJUN GOT HALLLLLLLLLLS:D&lt;br /&gt;LOVELOVELOVE! THANKYOU EVERYONE WHO S BEEN WORRIED FOR MEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;much happier now:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-4548908042294147655?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/4548908042294147655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=4548908042294147655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/4548908042294147655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/4548908042294147655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/01/majun-got-haaaalllllllllls.html' title='MAJUN GOT HAAAALLLLLLLLLLS'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-6594262459071022158</id><published>2009-01-22T18:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T18:57:32.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im freaking out&lt;br /&gt;and there are still 2309840280273 things to do&lt;br /&gt;WHY ME OF ALL PEOPLE&lt;br /&gt;i want a room to call my own too&lt;br /&gt;please give me hallllllllllllllllll&lt;br /&gt;dunno whether to start crying&lt;br /&gt;or just go hysterical&lt;br /&gt;and what more&lt;br /&gt;need to look/act normal&lt;br /&gt;fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-6594262459071022158?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/6594262459071022158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=6594262459071022158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/6594262459071022158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/6594262459071022158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-freaking-out-and-there-are-still.html' title=''/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-1018424041965713644</id><published>2009-01-19T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T14:57:16.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haley: Are you really in love with him or are you just in love with the idea of him?&lt;br /&gt;Peyton: If I'm being honest, maybe a little bit of both.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-1018424041965713644?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/1018424041965713644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=1018424041965713644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/1018424041965713644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/1018424041965713644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/01/haley-are-you-really-in-love-with-him.html' title=''/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-6830734005598962632</id><published>2009-01-18T23:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T19:17:15.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 reflections?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;1. What did you do in 2008 that you'd never done before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;start work? it was a great experience and from what i gather from friends, its not that easy to get a job u like and have colleagues you grow to love. thanks just ed and everyone there(: adeline rena missqian lizhen peiling meiling regina enoch mrlai supeng engsoon kia mingming jialin yichiew manayemanayemore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;haha i bet i missed out alot. and of course i ll make more for 2009. whether i keep them anot? well thats for me to know and NOT for you to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;3. Did anyone close to you give birth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;eh no leh. someone preeze give birth me like kids. its prolly time to bug my cousin to marry and give me nieces/nephews!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;4. Did anyone close to you die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;thankfully no. *keeps everyone close*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;5. What countries did you visit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;back to Dalian for me LOVE. i wish i could hold all my relatives around me. sigh and someday i know i ll go back again. cuz that place holds too much memories. memories that dont fade and that hit me everytime i visit again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;6. What would you like to have in 2009 that you lacked in 2008?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;more time spent with precious people. im guessing that ll be pretty hard since im leaving but no worries i ll be back(: wait for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;7. What date from 2008 will remain etched upon your memory, and why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;some day in jan. cuz. well. yea cuz it changed my impression of you. a few years too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;learning to be stronger. to not cry at every small provocation. to be there for people when people need me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;9. What was your biggest failure? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;to not be able to tell people what i truly feel. biggest regret ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;10. Did you suffer illness or injury?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;dunno? prolly not that significant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;11. What was the best thing you bought?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;my pinkie ipod! but now the memory space 's not enough alr. FAILED sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; or my lovely skates(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;12. Whose behaviour merited celebration?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ohdear not able to think of one now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;13. Whose behaviour made you appalled and depressed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;parents? sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;14. Where did most of your money go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;OUT! too many outings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A level results? getting into Monash?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;16. What song will always remind you of 2008?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;shan hu hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;17. Compared to this time last year, are you happier or sadder?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;sadder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ii. thinner or fatter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;*looks about* yea i think same =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;iii. richer or poorer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;definitely poorer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;18. What do you wish you'd done more of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;make more time for family and friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;19. What do you wish you'd done less of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;slacking all the precious time away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;20. How did you spend Christmas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;went for renewal idol at thomas's church and felt the christmasy atmosphere. loved the performance! haha felt the urge to sing. oh and listened to the bicycle song (finally)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;22. Did you fall in love in 2008?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;nope. hmm will it ever happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;23. How many one night stands?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;haha do you think im such a person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;24. What was your favourite TV programme?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;宝莲灯 Lotus Lantern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;26. What was the best book you read?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Laughter in the Dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;27. What was your greatest musical discovery?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;that i cant play the organ anymooooore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;28. What did you want and get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ipod/skates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;29. What did you want and not get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;NUS med&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;30. What was your favourite film of this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;none actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;31. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;get various wellwishes from people i ve known 11 years and also from people i ve known all of 2 weeks. weird eh. 19. 20 soon! D':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;32. Which one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;having a definite goal in mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2008?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;teeshirt-shorts-flippers to school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;34. What kept you sane?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;mooosic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;35. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;my lee joon ki preeze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;36. What political issue stirred you the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;embezzlement. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;37. Who did you miss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;quite alot of people. people i hvnt seen. relatives i will not see for ages. people who have flown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;38. Who was the best new person you met?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;established many new friendships and im glad to say that they are all the best new people i would have hoped to meet. thanks people for being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;39. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;that if you dont work hard for what you want, you wont get it. it wont just drop for the sky. so start now and slug it out. keep the goal in mind. it keeps you sane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-6830734005598962632?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/6830734005598962632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=6830734005598962632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/6830734005598962632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/6830734005598962632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2009/01/2008-reflections.html' title='2008 reflections?'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-339120888765038986</id><published>2009-01-18T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T22:58:23.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Rules must be followed:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Each blogger must post this rules.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Each blogger must start with ten random facts about themselves.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Bloggers that are tagged need to write about their own blog, ten things and post this rules.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don’t forget to leave them comments telling them they have been tagged and are to read your blog.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 Random Facts about me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1. sleeps with a fat cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2. likes to sit on people's left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3. a touchy kind of person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;4. PMS/have moodswings frequently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;5. I LIKE PRETTAYE BOYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;6. am a proud paedophile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;7. LOVE WATCHING DRAMAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;8. Sentimental freak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;9. am a crybaby; cries while watching mulan/listening to some songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;10. is a facebook stalker (who isnt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q. Who’s the person that tagged you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CHUA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;Q. Relationship between you and her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;BELOVEDBELOVEDBELOVED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q. Three impressions of her?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;1. MAD&lt;br /&gt;2. STALKER (esp wrt ahmei)&lt;br /&gt;3. OH-SO-CUTE *PINCHPINCHPINCHPULLLL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;Q. If he becomes your enemy, you will?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;oh no way. unless she plays ahmei cont nonstop into my ears. HAHA. too beloved to become enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;Q. What will you say to the person you like very much?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;urm. nothing actually. HAHA most people would know that bout me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;Q. Characteristic i like about myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;high? most of the time i guess. at least easy to get along with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q. Characteristic i hate about myself?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;JUST TALK TALK TALK STOP KEEPING EVERYTHING TO YOURSELF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;Q. For the person whom you hate, you say?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;stayaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;Q. What do people feel about you?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;? shldnt they say this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;Q. Your crush?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;lee joon ki/kim bum/oguri shun/etc. HAHA you know. :D&lt;br /&gt;but seriously if i had i wont say (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;Pass this to 10 people:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;1. Gao Yueqiu&lt;br /&gt;2. Wang Xiuyi&lt;br /&gt;3. Ming Xi&lt;br /&gt;(some how u all have blogs but i dont know bout them haha)&lt;br /&gt;4. KiaMian&lt;br /&gt;5. Pings&lt;br /&gt;6. Thomas (AIYA if i donch include them then noone to tag alr!!!)&lt;br /&gt;7. Nigel&lt;br /&gt;8. JennJiang&lt;br /&gt;9. WeiZhen&lt;br /&gt;10. Denise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;Q. If 5 &amp;amp; 7 were together?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA. no other comments. preeze tell me if that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;Q. who does 5 like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;MEMEME OF COURSE ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;Q. What colour does 9 like?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;def not hot pink. green? ISITISIT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q. Say something about 8?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;has *PINCHPINCHPINCH* cheeks HAHA. polo-er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;Q. Who is 2?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;FRIENDS FOR 11 YEARS AND COUNTING. STOP HITTING ME and where is my blazer darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;Q. Talk about 3.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;also friends for 11 years and counting. actually more right? think classmates in primary 2 or something. sometimes im really glad for having u around. other times im amazed at how off frequency you are during conversation :D haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;Q. Who is 10’s best friend?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;ME larh. HAHA. the NutHouse is recruiting! ask for details!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;Q. Who’s the sexiest among all 10?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;HAHA WEIZHEN! YESH go on show them :D and stop going for ** larh wahlao. thane is much better kk HAHA. cant believe we re still teasing u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;Q. What colour does 4 like?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;GREEN/ORANGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q. Is 4 single?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;naw she s fighting with me for my kim bum now D':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;Q. Your relationship with 1.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;and yet another 11 years and counting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;Q. Are 5 &amp;amp; 6 best friends?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;can be considered bah! BUT THEY RE MINE BEST FRIENDS TOO :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q. 9’s surname?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;LIM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;Q. 7’s nickname?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;haha king or something right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;Q. Say something to 8.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;watch your language!&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;Q. Say something to help 9.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;just admit it. younger boys are cuter. esp when compared to **. AND TREAT ME TO ICECREAM CUZ I KNOW I LL BREAK UR HEART WHEN I LEAVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;Q. Who do i admire?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;i guess pings bah for being so brave in the new environment and blending in so well :D will learn from her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;Q. Where does 1 live?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Jurong West! :D and i know 9th floor! (jiu lou~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q. 10 of them know who you like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;huh means? they all know i like them :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q. Say something to 6 when you see him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;HELLO FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;Q. 10’s spouse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHA i dunno!!! sianz. haha want to tell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-339120888765038986?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/339120888765038986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=339120888765038986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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moment i talk to them&lt;br /&gt;kangwen says (5:07 PM):&lt;br /&gt;they go aussie&lt;br /&gt;©~jUn²珺☆                   与其后悔没有做，不如做了再后悔 says (5:07 PM):&lt;br /&gt;they change school&lt;br /&gt;©~jUn²珺☆                   与其后悔没有做，不如做了再后悔 says (5:07 PM):&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;kangwen says (5:08 PM):&lt;br /&gt;at this rate i go home&lt;br /&gt;kangwen says (5:08 PM):&lt;br /&gt;all in aussie alr&lt;br /&gt;©~jUn²珺☆                   与其后悔没有做，不如做了再后悔 says (5:08 PM):&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;kangwen says (5:08 PM):&lt;br /&gt;riding kangaroos&lt;br /&gt;kangwen says (5:08 PM):&lt;br /&gt;bouncebounce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-5747486446290985305?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/5747486446290985305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i look at the photos&lt;br /&gt;and think bout how much i miss you&lt;br /&gt;i look at the scenes&lt;br /&gt;and think bout how much i miss you&lt;br /&gt;so, all in all&lt;br /&gt;how much do i really miss you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-4778126733085473743?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/4778126733085473743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=4778126733085473743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/4778126733085473743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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facts"&gt;Nutrition Facts&lt;/a&gt;                     &lt;/th&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr class="servings tr4"&gt;    &lt;td colspan="3"&gt;                    &lt;p&gt;        Serving Size 1 (32g)       &lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;        Recipe makes 50 servings       &lt;/p&gt;                                      &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr class="tr0 pt3"&gt;    &lt;td colspan="2" class="str"&gt;     Calories 107    &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr class="tr2 pb3"&gt;    &lt;td colspan="2"&gt;     Calories from Fat 54    &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="dv"&gt;     (50%)     &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td colspan="2" class="str"&gt;     Amount Per Serving    &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="dv str"&gt;     %DV     &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td class="sub"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td&gt;     Total Fat 6.1g    &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="dv"&gt;     9%    &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td class="sub"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td&gt;     Saturated Fat 3.7g    &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="dv"&gt;     18%    &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td class="sub"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td&gt;     Monounsaturated Fat 1.6g    &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="dv"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td class="sub"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td&gt;     Polyunsaturated Fat 0.3g    &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="dv"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td class="sub"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td&gt;     Trans Fat 0.0g    &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td colspan="2" class="str"&gt;     Cholesterol 26mg    &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="dv str"&gt;     8%     &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td colspan="2" class="str"&gt;     Sodium 33mg    &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="dv str"&gt;     1%    &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td colspan="2" class="str"&gt;     Potassium 26mg    &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="dv str"&gt;     0%    &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td colspan="2" class="str"&gt;     Total Carbohydrate 12.1g    &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="dv str"&gt;     4%    &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td class="sub"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td&gt;     Dietary Fiber 0.4g    &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td&gt;     1%    &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td class="sub"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td&gt;     Sugars 4.1g    &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr class="tr2"&gt;    &lt;td colspan="2" class="str"&gt;     Protein 1.4g       &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td class="dv str"&gt;     2%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.recipezaar.com/Pineapple-Tarts-152749&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone still wants?&lt;br /&gt;i baked today.&lt;br /&gt;:D hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went schkating :D&lt;br /&gt;painintherear&lt;br /&gt;it was SOOO slippery after the drizzle&lt;br /&gt;and i had new wheels&lt;br /&gt;wheeeee&lt;br /&gt;skidandfall D': haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PINEAPPOTARTBUNNIES :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;GO SEEEEEEEEEE:D&lt;br /&gt;if ur tagged!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-7311262323765919761?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/7311262323765919761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=7311262323765919761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/7311262323765919761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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frequent experience for me i assure you.&lt;br /&gt;just paralysed in my sofa and slept for 3 days straight.&lt;br /&gt;now at least i can eat solid food without puking&lt;br /&gt;and keep them in :D *beams*&lt;br /&gt;but still wobbling around on jelly legs *wobble*&lt;br /&gt;hur :D&lt;br /&gt;extreme weight loss method. haha.&lt;br /&gt;imagine if this keeps up for 1 month&lt;br /&gt;okay shudders&lt;br /&gt;but i bet anyone would look anorexic after that -____-&lt;br /&gt;ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think bread no longer agrees with me...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-493776321953235775?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/493776321953235775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>what we did when 2009 arrived</title><content type='html'>haha a countdown sounded so glamorous&lt;br /&gt;but when 12 midnight came&lt;br /&gt;only me xiaohui and wanpeng were there to clink glasses&lt;br /&gt;and welcome the arrival of 2009&lt;br /&gt;oh haha and with our BEST WAITER mitchell&lt;br /&gt;and our BEST CHEFS randy and max(:&lt;br /&gt;haha. so cute.&lt;br /&gt;I DINT TAKE PHOTO OF NATASHA&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day went ajit s house for cookout :D&lt;br /&gt;ajiiiiiiiiiiiiit the diva has a divalicious room lol&lt;br /&gt;ahaha prolly a goot thing to learn how to cook for yourself HAHA&lt;br /&gt;judging by all the safety distances, screaming and the black-pepper-carrot-cake experiments HAHA&lt;br /&gt;yayy the food was NICE in the end! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;haha i shall really go learn how to cook dumplings from mommy (:&lt;br /&gt;took ugh uber long to reach pasir ris for chalet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continued with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;... and what we did at chalet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eat sleep play mahjong laugh repeat cycle&lt;br /&gt;:D and get presents :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;thanks chua for the shirt! haha got panda! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;thanks pings for the shirt!&lt;br /&gt;totally over coloured&lt;br /&gt;now i cant wash it cuz the colour ll come off D':&lt;br /&gt;sadded. i shld have used permanent marker. :D&lt;br /&gt;haha decorated by dingdongbelles (not weizhen this time HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;yay shld take a photo and upload :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;shall do so today or sth :D&lt;br /&gt;the icecream SHOVEL :D&lt;br /&gt;and the LONDON BUSSIE magnet :D&lt;br /&gt;AND THE MINI CHUPACHUPS LOVEEE&lt;br /&gt;hehe. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 was zhai too! hahahah&lt;br /&gt;best game to play lol :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;FIGHT FOR CARDS :D&lt;br /&gt;lets do that again!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;mahjong was hilarious&lt;br /&gt;especially when wanpeng plays haha&lt;br /&gt;all his chanting of lyrics~&lt;br /&gt;his PONG !&lt;br /&gt;his wo shi ji hao?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA so amusing lol&lt;br /&gt;abs training (:&lt;br /&gt;and kahpoh too omg&lt;br /&gt;haha watch the video for sneak peak :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and what I did after chalet:&lt;br /&gt;upload videos to facebook D':&lt;br /&gt;V V V V V V V V SLOOOOOOOW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-9096418904887963299?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/9096418904887963299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=9096418904887963299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;distinguishing characteristics i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we had a successful class outing(:&lt;br /&gt;:D yay. haha even tho weiwen melvin xiuwei couldnt come&lt;br /&gt;but 8 people is a feat for a class who s class outings almost always never exceed 5 people :D&lt;br /&gt;(: thanks edward for icecream :D haha&lt;br /&gt;didnt realise how much i missed 79.&lt;br /&gt;i miss having a class D':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant help but feel left out.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday on the train home&lt;br /&gt;a thought popped into my mind&lt;br /&gt;I WANTWANTWANT a library of my own&lt;br /&gt;im going to work hard for my own castle&lt;br /&gt;and to have a library in it&lt;br /&gt;filled with pretty new books&lt;br /&gt;i think new books feel soooo fresh dont u think?&lt;br /&gt;and a uber cushy sofa so that i can kao and read on it all day long(:&lt;br /&gt;wont mind if there s a mini fridge nearby either(:&lt;br /&gt;my own castle :D&lt;br /&gt;with my family around me&lt;br /&gt;and with no cockroaches/frogs to kiss thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like mango teafreeze :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they ve probably seen me less than 3 times in my life&lt;br /&gt;and vice versa&lt;br /&gt;yet they remembered to send something to me&lt;br /&gt;it makes this little corner of your heart feel warm and toasty inside (:&lt;br /&gt;i would do that for my little nieces/nephews/grandnieces/grandnephews etcetcetc&lt;br /&gt;yet the bad news is unavoidable.&lt;br /&gt;why again?&lt;br /&gt;why so many instances?&lt;br /&gt;why my family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally disjointed thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-6047677577493928689?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/6047677577493928689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>我想...</title><content type='html'>我想去海边吹着阵阵海风&lt;br /&gt;我想去海边看日出日落&lt;br /&gt;我想去海边捡贝壳&lt;br /&gt;我想去动物园看长颈鹿&lt;br /&gt;我想去很高很高的地方大声地唱梁静茹的＂爱你不是两三天＂&lt;br /&gt;我想把所有的亲人，朋友都留在身边&lt;br /&gt;我想找到一个比你好上一百倍，一千倍的人&lt;br /&gt;我想...&lt;br /&gt;我想做那么多东西&lt;br /&gt;但却不一定都做得到&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;难道对你来说&lt;br /&gt;朋友就只是与你共欢乐的人吗&lt;br /&gt;当朋友有难时，&lt;br /&gt;你又在哪里？&lt;br /&gt;我有时真的在想&lt;br /&gt;如果我有难，&lt;br /&gt;会有几个人真心地来帮我呢？&lt;br /&gt;到底有几个才是真心朋友？&lt;br /&gt;有几个只是酒肉朋友？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么要把自己说的那么无辜，可怜？&lt;br /&gt;难道事到如今，&lt;br /&gt;你一丁点儿错都没有吗？&lt;br /&gt;有时真的不知道怎么回答&lt;br /&gt;到底什么是对什么是错&lt;br /&gt;又有谁能确确实实的告诉我们呢？&lt;br /&gt;灰色地带实在太多了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a picture tells a thousand words&lt;br /&gt;那如果有我们的照片，&lt;br /&gt;别人会在照片中&lt;br /&gt;看到怎样的篇章呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好奇怪哦&lt;br /&gt;这种感觉&lt;br /&gt;又想念又难受&lt;br /&gt;真是奇怪!&lt;br /&gt;奇怪!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-9206116463683538636?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/9206116463683538636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=9206116463683538636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/9206116463683538636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/9206116463683538636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_1188.html' title='我想...'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-4260710849613273702</id><published>2008-12-25T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T20:57:46.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>暖</title><content type='html'>寻找着那种暖暖的感觉。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-4260710849613273702?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/4260710849613273702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=4260710849613273702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/4260710849613273702'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;tho everyone was late *waggles finger*&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAH&lt;br /&gt;QUARANTINE/RECORD&lt;br /&gt;IS HORRIGIBLE D':!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;company was gooot(:&lt;br /&gt;foood was even bettaa(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conversation + games was da best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLADES OF GLORY&lt;br /&gt;WE WATCHED THAT AGAIN LOL(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the nights are dark for me"&lt;br /&gt;"the nights are dark for everyone you moron"&lt;br /&gt;when that movie was playing&lt;br /&gt;all i could think about was&lt;br /&gt;I MISS PINGS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-6564416615783129827?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/6564416615783129827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>爱你是我心深处的隐私&lt;br /&gt;不求你心中为我留个好位置&lt;br /&gt;许我自私一次不计所有真挚&lt;br /&gt;爱恋不会因为时间任它隐隐地消失&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心里头藏着一些话语&lt;br /&gt;难以对你启齿&lt;br /&gt;说不说该如何把持&lt;br /&gt;我这些莫名的心事&lt;br /&gt;究竟是何时开始&lt;br /&gt;找不到安心的解释&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为何我明明爱上了你&lt;br /&gt;爱慕不能停止&lt;br /&gt;我却要装作不在意&lt;br /&gt;爱苦不堪言地压抑&lt;br /&gt;只怕你若既若离&lt;br /&gt;守不住禁锢我的秘密&lt;br /&gt;其实爱你是我心深处的隐私&lt;br /&gt;惊动你一眼看穿我所有相思&lt;br /&gt;哪怕只有一次你的深情注视&lt;br /&gt;从今后创造一个美丽的开始&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果爱你是我心深处的隐私&lt;br /&gt;不求你心中为我留个好位置&lt;br /&gt;许我自私一次不计所有真挚&lt;br /&gt;爱恋不会因为时间任它隐隐地消失&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最后还是回到了这首歌&lt;br /&gt;哈哈&lt;br /&gt;真是可悲&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-4221618198446063240?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/4221618198446063240/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>actually&lt;br /&gt;i realised&lt;br /&gt;NOT SO MUCH ANYMORE!&lt;br /&gt;congratulates myself.&lt;br /&gt;how much longer&lt;br /&gt;before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay nvn its back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sun shines for my cheerful boy.&lt;br /&gt;loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-4294124694573600214?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/4294124694573600214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=4294124694573600214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/4294124694573600214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/4294124694573600214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/12/actually-i-realised-not-so-much-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-5476271490313583470</id><published>2008-12-16T22:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T22:48:31.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>training camp(:</title><content type='html'>feels great to have your muscles screaming in protest (:&lt;br /&gt;lovelove. and today was slack but fun:D&lt;br /&gt;would have wanted to play randori tho. D': nohave D':&lt;br /&gt;sigh now im aching EVERYWHERE&lt;br /&gt;and have like urm countless orhcehs D':&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;haha majun has zero hand-eye-leg co-ordination(:&lt;br /&gt;and she is proud of that fact lol hur&lt;br /&gt;cuz the hongkong coach was trying to improve reflexes etc&lt;br /&gt;haha majun faaaaails D':&lt;br /&gt;i got niaoed by chejian luh SIGH&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buttache D':&lt;br /&gt;how come noone has them from cycling/circles?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;majun is on thrift mode&lt;br /&gt;DONT LET HER SPEND MONIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically my days are packed D':&lt;br /&gt;even after missing (ponning) work&lt;br /&gt;whatever happened to days for slacking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its all your fault.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-5476271490313583470?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/5476271490313583470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=5476271490313583470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/5476271490313583470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/5476271490313583470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/12/training-camp.html' title='training camp(:'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-1378040247019096777</id><published>2008-12-16T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T00:40:56.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;不要再在我面前出现&lt;br /&gt;不要再在我心里挑起现涟漪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-1378040247019096777?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/1378040247019096777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=1378040247019096777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/1378040247019096777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/1378040247019096777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-8327300118103206086</id><published>2008-12-13T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T20:12:20.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>obvious</title><content type='html'>it always doesnt do to be so obvious.&lt;br /&gt;and i realise i tend to notice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooo obvious&lt;br /&gt;makes it awkward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always avoid being obvious&lt;br /&gt;so much so that i think it makes it more obvious&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;sigh weirds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a monash castle&lt;br /&gt;with my own drafty towers and moats galore&lt;br /&gt;with a handsome tallie prince&lt;br /&gt;and my own fire place :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-8327300118103206086?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/8327300118103206086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=8327300118103206086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/8327300118103206086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/8327300118103206086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/12/obvious.html' title='obvious'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-3441290345738744470</id><published>2008-12-13T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:07:04.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>violent love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Modern;" &gt;":P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Modern;" &gt;u know u love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Modern;" &gt;don't deny your true  feelings!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Modern;" &gt;ehhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Modern;" &gt;don't go to australia  leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Modern;" &gt;i'll smack you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Modern;" &gt;until you're unconscious then  u can't go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Modern;" &gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Modern;" &gt;this is called a violent  relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Modern;" &gt;violence out of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Modern;" &gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Modern;" &gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Modern;" &gt;ok lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Modern;" &gt;i don't be violent with you  yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Modern;" &gt;it's because i wuv you  mah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_____________-  haha nice try dear&lt;br /&gt;judging from the viciousness of the tone&lt;br /&gt;prolly everyone knows who my "secret" admirer is lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-3441290345738744470?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/3441290345738744470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=3441290345738744470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/3441290345738744470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/3441290345738744470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/12/violent-love.html' title='violent love'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-2256055022090817655</id><published>2008-12-12T13:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:34:47.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>byebye wilson D':</title><content type='html'>sigh said byebye to wilson at sentosa&lt;br /&gt;who was the one who scratched him?&lt;br /&gt;but anyways&lt;br /&gt;that was an end to um 4+ years of friendship~&lt;br /&gt;sigh haha will miss wilson!&lt;br /&gt;i bet many will miss him too!&lt;br /&gt;like xich kia cher suui&lt;br /&gt;saaaad D':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and majun dint manage to get hall accommodation D':&lt;br /&gt;will find other ways&lt;br /&gt;or we ll just um sleep by the lake :D&lt;br /&gt;haha times like this make me realise how sweet these people are&lt;br /&gt;thanks mommygoose yowie matthew feli sherman roy :D&lt;br /&gt;*tears*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHUA LOVELOVELOVE&lt;br /&gt;i still have the loveletter/card from J1 u wrote&lt;br /&gt;LOVELOVELOVE!&lt;br /&gt;go KBOX kk! :D&lt;br /&gt;i ll let you sing ahmei.&lt;br /&gt;i think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-2256055022090817655?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/2256055022090817655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=2256055022090817655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/2256055022090817655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/2256055022090817655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/12/byebye-wilson-d.html' title='byebye wilson D&apos;:'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-6950725378887511060</id><published>2008-12-11T17:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:43:19.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the one before</title><content type='html'>suddenly it dawned on me that&lt;br /&gt;all this while,&lt;br /&gt;i ve been forming an image of you in my mind&lt;br /&gt;i ve merely been accustomed to that image of you i had&lt;br /&gt;and not known the real you&lt;br /&gt;maybe it can even be said&lt;br /&gt;that i dont know you at all&lt;br /&gt;as you changed&lt;br /&gt;the image i had of you dint really change,&lt;br /&gt;its been stagnant for so long&lt;br /&gt;i think it no longer bears any resemblance to you.&lt;br /&gt;its just a character formed from my fantasy and memories now.&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha bit astonishing to realize just now&lt;br /&gt;its been so long&lt;br /&gt;what happened to the original you i know?&lt;br /&gt;lost somewhere while growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to find back the one before?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-6950725378887511060?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/6950725378887511060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=6950725378887511060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/6950725378887511060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/6950725378887511060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-before.html' title='the one before'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-5523933205615980346</id><published>2008-12-04T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T13:13:42.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5fWjewBhH44/STdmx2m9h5I/AAAAAAAABGY/xvDn8ud8434/s1600-h/chow-chow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5fWjewBhH44/STdmx2m9h5I/AAAAAAAABGY/xvDn8ud8434/s400/chow-chow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275798495146379154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ISNT THIS THE CUTEST EVER!?&lt;br /&gt;get me a chowchow please?&lt;br /&gt;prettypleasewithacherryontop?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-5523933205615980346?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/5523933205615980346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=5523933205615980346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/5523933205615980346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/5523933205615980346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/12/isnt-this-cutest-ever-get-me-chowchow.html' title=''/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_5fWjewBhH44/STdmx2m9h5I/AAAAAAAABGY/xvDn8ud8434/s72-c/chow-chow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15411492.post-2871714640670096110</id><published>2008-12-03T13:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T14:00:32.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flurry of activities</title><content type='html'>yep i held true to my promise&lt;br /&gt;and have been out everyday.&lt;br /&gt;E V E R Y D A Y&lt;br /&gt;im so tired of being out.&lt;br /&gt;cwap. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday night sleepover at chua s house&lt;br /&gt;saturday watch doraemon, teach tuition and SLEEEEEEEP&lt;br /&gt;sunday trng and went PS with peijin yongkeong wanpeng&lt;br /&gt;haha the two of them really 混不下去 in PS alr. lol.&lt;br /&gt;14 cups of starbucks ohyea.&lt;br /&gt;haha but its really fun talking to them :D&lt;br /&gt;and RABBIT IS SHOCUTE :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;and so is her brother!!!!&lt;br /&gt;huggywuggy. :D haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday "ponned" work :D&lt;br /&gt;haha met up with year 0 meddies at kallang:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;ICESCHKATING &amp;amp; PRAWNING :D:D:D haha&lt;br /&gt;me roy kevin and ajit were early&lt;br /&gt;so we went there earlier&lt;br /&gt;and ended up in the arcade:D haha&lt;br /&gt;"majun and the little boys"&lt;br /&gt;its so amusing to see them go starry-eyed at all the games around&lt;br /&gt;played the game where u zham plastic balls at the random creatures that pop up on the screen haha sooo cute!&lt;br /&gt;DONT KILL THE BIRDIES!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iceschkating was funfunfun too:D haha&lt;br /&gt;after feli &amp;amp; feli funny and sherman reached&lt;br /&gt;the 2 hours was totally spiced up by kevin&amp;amp;ajit&lt;br /&gt;(their names belong together :P)&lt;br /&gt;kevin and his dancing queen moves&lt;br /&gt;and ajit with his amazing arm power hahaha&lt;br /&gt;twirltwirltwirl:D&lt;br /&gt;and some people soooo sweet&lt;br /&gt;hold hands and skate around&lt;br /&gt;right funny? :D:D:D allies!!! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;ahah. *prepares to X_X*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finally went prawning:D&lt;br /&gt;much to roy s delight :D haha&lt;br /&gt;we packed everyone into kevin s car&lt;br /&gt;LOL and this time we really&lt;br /&gt;"foldfold people put into carboot"&lt;br /&gt;HAHA not amanda but lol&lt;br /&gt;sherman &amp;amp; ajit hahaha&lt;br /&gt;the two of them look so snug behind :D hehe&lt;br /&gt;im sorry feli:D&lt;br /&gt;soo cool haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prawning was totally the highlight haha&lt;br /&gt;what with SOME people's reactions.&lt;br /&gt;thanks sensei roy! haha&lt;br /&gt;everyone caught a prawnie:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;EVEN ME!!!:D:D:D congratulate me haha.&lt;br /&gt;classic moments of the night:&lt;br /&gt;1. kevins chair flipping&lt;br /&gt;2. "TEMPURATEMPURATEMPURA"&lt;br /&gt;3. "im NOT scared of you" (to the prawns)&lt;br /&gt;4. *prawn jerks* SCREAMSCREAMSCREAM&lt;br /&gt;5. the widdle girl staring up at kevin's reaction HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;all in all funfunfun thanks everyone:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for work for the first time on tues:D&lt;br /&gt;hehe yay i really like being the youngest around&lt;br /&gt;dunno just like the feeling that there are people looking out for you&lt;br /&gt;looking after you.&lt;br /&gt;i just like the being pampered feeling haha.&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;both uncles are super cute:D&lt;br /&gt;haha uncle victor calls me miss ma D':&lt;br /&gt;sooo weird haha&lt;br /&gt;and uncle david treated me to lunch :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;there is such thing as a free lunch :D hehe.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to do tho&lt;br /&gt;haha address christmas cards *majun shrivels up and dies*&lt;br /&gt;100 X "if undelievered please return to... "&lt;br /&gt;faint-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to matthew's house for the senior-cum-junior meeting:D&lt;br /&gt;his house is really 10 m from thomson plaza&lt;br /&gt;(yea i can totally hear him: its 10 metres, TEN METRES!!! how can you not find it?!)&lt;br /&gt;haha we got out numbered D':&lt;br /&gt;and the seniors are sooo nice :D&lt;br /&gt;and the tour of the house is like O_O his house is like some museum&lt;br /&gt;LOVES the acrylic painting in the living room and the nice antique qipao-ish dress that was framed up.&lt;br /&gt;"old people's clothes" (according to xuanqi HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;dint really manage to talk to alot of the seniors&lt;br /&gt;but the ones i talked to were really really nice :D&lt;br /&gt;guitar playing~~~ haha&lt;br /&gt;"everyone s talented in some way&lt;br /&gt;but some are just more talented than others"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee&lt;br /&gt;think my first impression of many people are changing&lt;br /&gt;not just changing&lt;br /&gt;they re defeating my first impression of them!&lt;br /&gt;haha feli.tan kevin ajit (it was because of the dynamite thingie) rilong (HAHAHA FIRST IMPRESSION GONEEE)&lt;br /&gt;and i ll say this too&lt;br /&gt;IM REALLY THANKFUL FOR FELI.CHUA&lt;br /&gt;even tho i always complain that im her punching bag/poking/pillow&lt;br /&gt;im really really thankful i have her&lt;br /&gt;if not there ll be ALOT less laughter&lt;br /&gt;for the nxt 5 years and beyond&lt;br /&gt;love~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-2871714640670096110?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/2871714640670096110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=2871714640670096110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/2871714640670096110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/2871714640670096110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/12/flurry-of-activities.html' title='flurry of activities'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-4768673699916826526</id><published>2008-11-30T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T23:08:42.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow! conversations.</title><content type='html'>| ĴāĊ | i love rusty!! | says :&lt;br /&gt;haha i never even touch the hc swimming pool at all&lt;br /&gt;amanda says:&lt;br /&gt;me too&lt;br /&gt;amanda says:&lt;br /&gt;except to use the shower room&lt;br /&gt;| ĴāĊ | i love rusty!! | says:&lt;br /&gt;me too!!&lt;br /&gt;©~jUn²珺☆             珍惜眼前人 says:&lt;br /&gt;ME TREE! &lt;br /&gt;amanda says :&lt;br /&gt;me flower&lt;br /&gt;amanda says :&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHAAH!&lt;br /&gt;ZHENFA! Mongol [Champions] yk says :&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;©~jUn²珺☆             珍惜眼前人 says :&lt;br /&gt;u dirt&lt;br /&gt;amanda says :&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;amanda says :&lt;br /&gt;kahpoh: you frog&lt;br /&gt;©~jUn²珺☆             珍惜眼前人 says :&lt;br /&gt;him dirty&lt;br /&gt;amanda says :&lt;br /&gt;HAHAAA!&lt;br /&gt;©~jUn²珺☆             珍惜眼前人 says :&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA AMUSING&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;amanda says :&lt;br /&gt;we are all very nature ppl&lt;br /&gt;©~jUn²珺☆             珍惜眼前人 says :&lt;br /&gt;wow mandy ur english powderful&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-4768673699916826526?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/4768673699916826526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>嗨</title><content type='html'>嗨&lt;br /&gt;现下天天玩乐&lt;br /&gt;有没有收入&lt;br /&gt;花钱如流水之际&lt;br /&gt;钱包中已空空如也&lt;br /&gt;看了真的还是挺难受&lt;br /&gt;想想下个星期&lt;br /&gt;又要出去玩乐&lt;br /&gt;又溜冰&lt;br /&gt;又唱歌&lt;br /&gt;嗨&lt;br /&gt;可怜的钱包&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不想再做那无知的小女孩&lt;br /&gt;上当受骗了&lt;br /&gt;何时才能学个乖&lt;br /&gt;变聪明变机灵呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想也不是&lt;br /&gt;忘也不能&lt;br /&gt;真是受不了&lt;br /&gt;气死我了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还是珍惜眼前人重要吧&lt;br /&gt;想想自己只有区区两个多月&lt;br /&gt;便要"离乡背井"&lt;br /&gt;离开住了十四年的新加坡&lt;br /&gt;到另一个炯然不动的陌生地方读书&lt;br /&gt;心里其实真的挺害怕的&lt;br /&gt;再说这一走便是九个月&lt;br /&gt;到了那个陌生的环境&lt;br /&gt;又没有家人，熟人&lt;br /&gt;肯定更加寂寞难熬&lt;br /&gt;嗨&lt;br /&gt;见不到家人&lt;br /&gt;见不到朋友 D:&lt;br /&gt;*heartbreak*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-7278494393703618402?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15411492.post-6794344539754145805</id><published>2008-11-29T20:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T20:55:11.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahjong :D</title><content type='html'>haha stayover was funfunfun :D&lt;br /&gt;went BTM to eat dinner&lt;br /&gt;cuz yk got held up in camp&lt;br /&gt;ended up being me pj mandy and her parents haha so cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee :D see chua :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;important announcement to be made:&lt;br /&gt;MAJUN KNOWS HOW TO PLAY MAHJONG:D&lt;br /&gt;after much complaining (on my part)&lt;br /&gt;and much dragging (on their part)&lt;br /&gt;MAJUN KNOWS HOW TO PLAY :D&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;but i seriously dunno if i ve won or what&lt;br /&gt;just anyhow play :D whee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we were treated to another&lt;br /&gt;of yongkeong&amp;amp;his"free-ing" talks haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;930 in the morning&lt;br /&gt;chua s sister bounced out of bed&lt;br /&gt;to watch&lt;br /&gt;doraemon.&lt;br /&gt;stun&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;but its quite cute&lt;br /&gt;i think her sis really quite cute&lt;br /&gt;I WANT AN OLDER SIBLING&lt;br /&gt;TRADE MY BROTHER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch made of honour :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cwap&lt;br /&gt;i got into the "show u care initiative"&lt;br /&gt;and i think i know noone there&lt;br /&gt;ULTIMATE HEARTBREAK haha.&lt;br /&gt;feli s fault D':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tommy,&lt;br /&gt;why so possessive?&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-6794344539754145805?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/6794344539754145805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>EXAMS ARE OVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR :D&lt;br /&gt;AND IM GOING OUUUUUUUUUUUT :D&lt;br /&gt;YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY:D&lt;br /&gt;hur :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-1632356381607657589?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/1632356381607657589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=1632356381607657589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/1632356381607657589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/1632356381607657589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/11/d_28.html' title=':D'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-340221412749211214</id><published>2008-11-24T22:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T22:29:32.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D':</title><content type='html'>Kiss the Cook says:&lt;br /&gt;we played "guess the jc" and concluded u were from kindergarten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW AM I GOING TO SURVIVE THE NXT 5 YEARS?!&lt;br /&gt;D':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-340221412749211214?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/340221412749211214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=340221412749211214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/340221412749211214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/340221412749211214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/11/d.html' title='D&apos;:'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-6404418532966413150</id><published>2008-11-22T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T19:02:02.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UBERKUEH</title><content type='html'>HAHA YEA cuz rumrumyraisin sure win!&lt;br /&gt;im sick of school.&lt;br /&gt;lets run away together:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-6404418532966413150?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/6404418532966413150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=6404418532966413150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/6404418532966413150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/6404418532966413150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/11/uberkueh.html' title='UBERKUEH'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-6183384583159133181</id><published>2008-11-21T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T23:26:21.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I always knew looking back on my tears would bring me laughter,&lt;br /&gt;but I never knew looking back on my laughter would make me cry.~Cat Stevens&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-6183384583159133181?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/6183384583159133181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=6183384583159133181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/6183384583159133181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/6183384583159133181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-always-knew-looking-back-on-my-tears.html' title=''/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-8710638809622428300</id><published>2008-11-21T20:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T20:12:57.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well&lt;br /&gt;rnt u sick of bragging?&lt;br /&gt;i mean&lt;br /&gt;im sick of just hearing you brag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats up with all these people&lt;br /&gt;ditto the seriously inflated egos?&lt;br /&gt;where do you get SO MUCH wind to inflate that ego of yours&lt;br /&gt;i ll want to know.&lt;br /&gt;we can fill so many balloons from it&lt;br /&gt;and go give out to all the kiddies on the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea i know.&lt;br /&gt;that was random.&lt;br /&gt;SHOOT ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-8710638809622428300?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/8710638809622428300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=8710638809622428300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/8710638809622428300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/8710638809622428300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/11/well-rnt-u-sick-of-bragging-i-mean-im.html' title=''/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-1659336350413064955</id><published>2008-11-20T14:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T14:15:35.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd chance</title><content type='html'>today s the release of PSLE results&lt;br /&gt;once again&lt;br /&gt;im struck by how well-off i am&lt;br /&gt;thus far in my studies&lt;br /&gt;hvnt really met with any troubles&lt;br /&gt;psle, o levels, a levels have all breezed past&lt;br /&gt;but there are many struggling out there&lt;br /&gt;trying to do well&lt;br /&gt;i can see how hard she worked for her results&lt;br /&gt;but in the end...&lt;br /&gt;well i have to say that&lt;br /&gt;the world really isnt fair&lt;br /&gt;maybe we should just all subscribe to the marxism school of thought&lt;br /&gt;and live as the smurfs do.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;sigh it must be crushing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its time to wake up&lt;br /&gt;and treasure what i ve got&lt;br /&gt;instead of lamenting over what i dont have&lt;br /&gt;i ve been given a second chance,&lt;br /&gt;lets not let it waste away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for letting me realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSLE is kind of cruel&lt;br /&gt;i rmbr the sleepless night before that&lt;br /&gt;i rmbr all the horrible thoughts of failing PSLE&lt;br /&gt;and not being able to go into secondary school&lt;br /&gt;i rmbr on the way to get my results&lt;br /&gt;the butterflies in my stomach&lt;br /&gt;i rmbr zoning out during the talk before that&lt;br /&gt;imagine that kind of stress on someone only 12 years of age.&lt;br /&gt;how cruel&lt;br /&gt;why is academic results so stressed in this day and time&lt;br /&gt;when grades dont mean so much anymore?&lt;br /&gt;people keep telling us grades dont matter&lt;br /&gt;but grades do.&lt;br /&gt;u want a scholarship?&lt;br /&gt;they select you based on grades first&lt;br /&gt;you want to get into this school?&lt;br /&gt;get the conditional grades.&lt;br /&gt;so who says grades dont matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the few people who re able to make their own way in this world&lt;br /&gt;without a full education&lt;br /&gt;are exceptional.&lt;br /&gt;even more than those with CAP 5.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;pre-exam stress&lt;br /&gt;even though i know its not going to matter&lt;br /&gt;but grandma willow s at the back of my mind&lt;br /&gt;telling me that i need to shoulder my way thru my essay as well&lt;br /&gt;UGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-1659336350413064955?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/1659336350413064955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=1659336350413064955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/1659336350413064955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/1659336350413064955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/11/2nd-chance.html' title='2nd chance'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-4747852574560742623</id><published>2008-11-19T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T22:52:50.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just walk</title><content type='html'>i wonder how ll it be like&lt;br /&gt;if you just walked around singapore city at night&lt;br /&gt;until the sun rises?&lt;br /&gt;to see the sights and sounds of the city at night&lt;br /&gt;memorize each line and each sound&lt;br /&gt;keep them in your heart&lt;br /&gt;that day when we just walked after dinner&lt;br /&gt;i thot it ll be wonderful to just walk just talk just dont stop&lt;br /&gt;sigh too bad for my cinderella curfew hur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tt day was quite stupid! haha&lt;br /&gt;went all the way to clarke quay to eat burger king hur&lt;br /&gt;cuz everything else was like uber full&lt;br /&gt;and discuss the 两只老虎 vs the zoo worker&lt;br /&gt;两只老虎&lt;br /&gt;两只老虎&lt;br /&gt;跑的快&lt;br /&gt;跑的快&lt;br /&gt;in this case not just 跑的快,&lt;br /&gt;袭击得也快！&lt;br /&gt;then walked into starbucks and saw kahpoh chenhuio kahleng&lt;br /&gt;with a profusion of cake :D&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! so qiao! :D&lt;br /&gt;after that just loitered around&lt;br /&gt;walk walk walk&lt;br /&gt;dont wanna go home~ haha&lt;br /&gt;and cuz we were dressed liddat&lt;br /&gt;wanpeng and thomas were saying&lt;br /&gt;all the clubs/restaurants ignored the 3 of us&lt;br /&gt;HAHA which was absolutely true&lt;br /&gt;wanpeng with his ocs shorts/sports shoes&lt;br /&gt;and tommy with his tee/khakis&lt;br /&gt;so amusing! haha they were so pointedly ignoring us&lt;br /&gt;but i thot we looked quite cool!&lt;br /&gt;we were calmly sipping starbucks as we walked leh~&lt;br /&gt;不识货!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets go again&lt;br /&gt;people go for night cycling&lt;br /&gt;lets go for night walking :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;randomness.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go k!&lt;br /&gt;today adeline asked me!&lt;br /&gt;but must resist temptation until until until 28th!&lt;br /&gt;haha from then on its :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-teammates chalet&lt;br /&gt;-mahjong (my house? somewhere else?)&lt;br /&gt;-iceskating with meddies&lt;br /&gt;-glasshouse with meddies&lt;br /&gt;-sentosa chalet&lt;br /&gt;-K with just ed ppl&lt;br /&gt;-K with giraffes&lt;br /&gt;-outings to ECP! with ultimate org!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-4747852574560742623?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/4747852574560742623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=4747852574560742623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/4747852574560742623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/4747852574560742623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-walk.html' title='just walk'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-5431895501958452973</id><published>2008-11-19T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T22:32:10.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>absence makes the heart grow fonder</title><content type='html'>cant help but look forward to seeing giraffes again on friday :D&lt;br /&gt;i ve taken to naming us &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;giraffes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of our obsession with drawing giraffes :D haha&lt;br /&gt;few weeks ago,&lt;br /&gt;couldnt help but wish to see the last of the giraffes&lt;br /&gt;so that the mod (and the workload) would end!&lt;br /&gt;but now missing them and our writing lessons horribly!&lt;br /&gt;D': haha esp the "bimbo" gang&lt;br /&gt;consisting (most of the time, tho everyone joins in)&lt;br /&gt;christine shinjung and minxun :D&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;okay :D more people go okay! :D&lt;br /&gt;in chatter :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDP sucks D':&lt;br /&gt;i want my blood test!!! D':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-5431895501958452973?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/5431895501958452973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=5431895501958452973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/5431895501958452973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/5431895501958452973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/11/absence-makes-heart-grow-fonder.html' title='absence makes the heart grow fonder'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-9025042975872460652</id><published>2008-11-19T15:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T15:04:53.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://hk.youtube.com/watch?v=HHZBfgoOzBM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO WATCH! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;the conductor is SO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;i just love watching these people play&lt;br /&gt;dont you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-9025042975872460652?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/9025042975872460652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=9025042975872460652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/9025042975872460652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/9025042975872460652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/11/httphk.html' title=''/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-7769139044416702614</id><published>2008-11-18T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:13:35.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ode to my essay D:</title><content type='html'>i thought i dealt pretty well with cartoons&lt;br /&gt;i mean&lt;br /&gt;at least i got a decent thesis that was arguable&lt;br /&gt;and had close reading to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;then you had to add le*p*ld and p*llan into the equation&lt;br /&gt;and things started getting messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now&lt;br /&gt;p*llan and le*p*ld stand there arguing among themselves,&lt;br /&gt;grandma willow smirking in the background&lt;br /&gt;and majun looking on helplessly&lt;br /&gt;trying to take down minutes of what is happening.&lt;br /&gt;WOULD THEY PLEASE ORGANISE AND MAKE SENSE&lt;br /&gt;sigh they should just fight physically instead of verbally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no disrespect meant to either great author&lt;br /&gt;but just angsty trying to arrange out my essay.&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;would my ideas just ARRANGE THEMSELVES?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-7769139044416702614?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/7769139044416702614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=7769139044416702614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/7769139044416702614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/7769139044416702614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/11/ode-to-my-essay-d.html' title='ode to my essay D:'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-930812752601547565</id><published>2008-11-18T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:16:22.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ugh&lt;br /&gt;need to be there on the 16th feb&lt;br /&gt;leaving most prob on 14th feb sat&lt;br /&gt;D':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-930812752601547565?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/930812752601547565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=930812752601547565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/930812752601547565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/930812752601547565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/11/ugh-need-to-be-there-on-16th-feb.html' title=''/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-4833599391861704678</id><published>2008-11-17T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T21:45:39.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mixed feelings</title><content type='html'>today joseph asked me&lt;br /&gt;whether im excited bout aus&lt;br /&gt;well i guess i am&lt;br /&gt;the thought of being able to study med&lt;br /&gt;overseas somemore&lt;br /&gt;but also pretty terrified at the thought of being away from home&lt;br /&gt;being away from all that i love&lt;br /&gt;to miss my family and friends so much&lt;br /&gt;im prolly a person who will die of loneliness if left alone D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its reassuring to know that i get along okay with these people&lt;br /&gt;who re going tog.&lt;br /&gt;like i told david and feli&lt;br /&gt;im really really glad for the company&lt;br /&gt;and the GOOD NATURED HUMOUR&lt;br /&gt;(which is slightly getting lost on me)&lt;br /&gt;everyone will have their worries and anticipations&lt;br /&gt;bout going over&lt;br /&gt;but its great to be part of such a huge group&lt;br /&gt;with future classmates and snrs alike&lt;br /&gt;that its slightly less scary&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;i guess its just different.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess im just a very scared little girl now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what will i do when i miss teammates?&lt;br /&gt;when i miss the LRG?&lt;br /&gt;when i miss my giraffe class?&lt;br /&gt;when i miss my mommy daddy and brother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate being a cry-baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who will be my "sunshine" then?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-4833599391861704678?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/4833599391861704678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=4833599391861704678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/4833599391861704678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/4833599391861704678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/11/mixed-feelings.html' title='mixed feelings'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-4077932307277583733</id><published>2008-11-08T21:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T22:01:35.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>知难而退</title><content type='html'>当你处处碰钉子时,&lt;br /&gt;该是时候放弃了&lt;br /&gt;还是找点别的事情做吧!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;终于写完了我的两千字论文/作文&lt;br /&gt;实在是呕心沥血的写作&lt;br /&gt;写了一整天,&lt;br /&gt;到头来其实还是不明白自己写了些什么&lt;br /&gt;唉算了吧,&lt;br /&gt;就不是写作的那一块料!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不是真正的快乐&lt;br /&gt;你的快乐是你穿的保护色&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那我的保护色会是什么颜色?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to sit in a corner and twiddle my thumbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to miss UWC2101T so much&lt;br /&gt;its so sudden&lt;br /&gt;UWC2101T is at an end.&lt;br /&gt;grown so close to everyone in the class&lt;br /&gt;so fun just to talk crap&lt;br /&gt;laugh at people&lt;br /&gt;get laughed at for suggesting "friendly buddies are jaw-dropping"&lt;br /&gt;and laugh some more at "why not wear blue? blue is WATER~"&lt;br /&gt;eat dinner together,&lt;br /&gt;spending most of the time&lt;br /&gt;trying not to spit on the person opp you&lt;br /&gt;laughing is good for the soul&lt;br /&gt;how to calculate how much i ll miss you guys?&lt;br /&gt;and our giraffes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-4077932307277583733?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/4077932307277583733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=4077932307277583733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/4077932307277583733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/4077932307277583733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_08.html' title='知难而退'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-8845004513684243062</id><published>2008-11-08T11:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T11:03:40.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>COUNTING DOWN: 13 HOURS&lt;br /&gt;1028 WORDS&lt;br /&gt;AND I NO LONGER KNOW WHAT IM WRITING ABOUT&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-8845004513684243062?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/8845004513684243062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=8845004513684243062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/8845004513684243062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/8845004513684243062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/11/counting-down-13-hours-1028-words-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-6184324570508943633</id><published>2008-11-07T11:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:52:49.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>怎样才会是真正的快乐？</title><content type='html'>你不是真正的快乐-五月天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人群中哭着   你只想变成透明的颜色&lt;br /&gt;你再也不会梦   或痛   或心动了 &lt;br /&gt;你已经决定了   你已经决定了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你静静忍着   紧紧把昨天在拳心握着&lt;br /&gt;而回忆越是甜   就是   越伤人了&lt;br /&gt;越是在手心留下   密密麻麻   深深浅浅的刀割&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不是真正的快乐   你的笑只是你穿的保护色&lt;br /&gt;你决定不恨了   也决定不爱了&lt;br /&gt;把你的灵魂关在永远锁上的躯壳&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这世界笑了   于是你合群的一起笑了&lt;br /&gt;当生存是规则   不是   你的选择&lt;br /&gt;于是你含着眼泪   飘飘荡荡   跌跌撞撞的走着&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不是真正的快乐   你的笑只是你穿的保护色&lt;br /&gt;你决定不恨了   也决定不爱了&lt;br /&gt;把你的灵魂关在永远锁上的躯壳&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不是真正的快乐   你的伤从不肯完全的愈合&lt;br /&gt;我站在你左侧   却像隔着银河&lt;br /&gt;难道就真的抱着遗憾一直到老了  然后才后悔着&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你值得真正的快乐   你应该脱下你穿的保护色&lt;br /&gt;为什么失去了   还要被惩罚呢&lt;br /&gt;能不能就让悲伤全部结束在此刻   重新开始活着&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-6184324570508943633?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/6184324570508943633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=6184324570508943633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/6184324570508943633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/6184324570508943633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='怎样才会是真正的快乐？'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-8612456908953843324</id><published>2008-11-06T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T21:01:16.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DATE!</title><content type='html'>i have a ticket.&lt;br /&gt;tentatively 19th feb 2008.&lt;br /&gt;2340hrs.&lt;br /&gt;now it seems so real.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant seem to shake off the panic signals.&lt;br /&gt;how to spend 10 months away?&lt;br /&gt;at least there are people to panic with.&lt;br /&gt;3 months and 13 days.&lt;br /&gt;enough?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-8612456908953843324?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/8612456908953843324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=8612456908953843324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/8612456908953843324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/8612456908953843324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/11/date.html' title='DATE!'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-6493077403236984289</id><published>2008-11-03T21:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:55:32.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends</title><content type='html'>somedays i feel so lonely and bored&lt;br /&gt;like hmm i dont have many friends do i&lt;br /&gt;tonight the sudden influx of IMs make me feel so&lt;br /&gt;受宠若惊 all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;im just the type of person who craves attention and having people around&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;but talking and having fun totally lightens my mood(:&lt;br /&gt;thanks peeps(:&lt;br /&gt;(at least i nv call u all toots :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hvnt blogged in ages&lt;br /&gt;tt day went out with the monash meddies&lt;br /&gt;whee the people are so cute(:&lt;br /&gt;lifted a huge weight off my chest&lt;br /&gt;i was soooo scared i wont get along with them&lt;br /&gt;but spent the entire time laughing and joking(:&lt;br /&gt;yeay. loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want for christmas is...&lt;br /&gt;actually i dont know?&lt;br /&gt;someone enlighten me please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K BOX KK&lt;br /&gt;JUST ED PEEPS&lt;br /&gt;TELL ME WHEN UR FREE&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL ORG!!! MAKE IT SUCCESSFUL THIS TIME!&lt;br /&gt;tt day me and adeline were saying how much we miss mr lai&lt;br /&gt;haha cuz now noone to send us home after K&lt;br /&gt;must depend on ken's zigzag driving&lt;br /&gt;sian nxt year when he s back i ll be gone~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUSCLE ACHES FEEL SHUANG(:&lt;br /&gt;nagenokata:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these people(:&lt;br /&gt;make lessons so much brighter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amono the horrigible slab of meat&lt;br /&gt;(she chose it herself dont ask me why)&lt;br /&gt;amanda low the vestigial/dumpy&lt;br /&gt;calvin the se peipei&lt;br /&gt;charlene the fruit monster&lt;br /&gt;tongchong the scary black head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;kimchi &lt;/s&gt;jingtsong the kimchi&lt;br /&gt;chunkeat the sushi&lt;br /&gt;reuben the fish&amp;amp;chip&lt;br /&gt;christine the bimbo-with-random-normal-moments&lt;br /&gt;minxun the GLOBALWOBBLE?&lt;br /&gt;yusong the its-just-5%!&lt;br /&gt;shinjung the spittee&lt;br /&gt;eddie the scary mugger (haha)&lt;br /&gt;marvin the "dont-stress"&lt;br /&gt;eunice the stressed&lt;br /&gt;manjun the other MJ(:&lt;br /&gt;cherlyn the astonished (haha i love her astonished expression)&lt;br /&gt;yuanyi the pro-designer&lt;br /&gt;mark and jahbar the other other MJ(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks people(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-6493077403236984289?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/6493077403236984289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=6493077403236984289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/6493077403236984289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/6493077403236984289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/11/friends.html' title='friends'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-8031141092698287893</id><published>2008-10-29T11:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T12:01:05.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>randomly remembered&lt;br /&gt;that day SUNNY made my day(:&lt;br /&gt;i was totally grumpy&lt;br /&gt;stomping my way into the lib&lt;br /&gt;then out came sunny&lt;br /&gt;and brightened my day with his sunny grin&lt;br /&gt;HAHA so cuteeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;totally random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erythromycin sucks.&lt;br /&gt;need something else sunny (not the person luh)&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-8031141092698287893?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/8031141092698287893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=8031141092698287893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/8031141092698287893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/8031141092698287893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/10/randomly-remembered-that-day-sunny-made.html' title=''/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-2921904204721887403</id><published>2008-10-27T15:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T15:21:01.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>传说</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;刘:宇宙洪荒那时候&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;第一句爱是谁说出口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;当时的他如何形容&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;对方听懂不懂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;林:开天辟地了以后&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;第一对恋人什么结果&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;洞穴湖泊日升月落&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;他们爱了多久&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;林:如果我们那时就相遇&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;会不会爱得比较放心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;林 刘:也许分离还没被发明&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;来折磨爱情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;林:一千次轮回都不错过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;刘:一万里相随都不放手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;林 刘:在每个尽头再约好碰头&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;再睁开眼就认出你我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;刘:一千次轮回足不足够&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;林:一万里漂泊又算什么&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;林 刘:这人海辽阔爱总被蹉跎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;总该留一篇&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;传说&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;刘:宇宙洪荒那时候&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;第一句爱是谁说出口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;当时的他如何形容&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;对方听懂不懂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;林:开天辟地了以后&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;第一对恋人什么结果&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;洞穴湖泊日升月落&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;他们爱了多久&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;林:如果我们那时就相遇&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;会不会爱得比较放心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;林 刘:也许分离还没被发明&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;来折磨爱情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;林:一千次轮回都不错过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;刘:一万里相随都不放手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;林 刘:在每个尽头再约好碰头&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;再睁开眼就认出你我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;刘:一千次轮回足不足够&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;林:一万里漂泊又算什么&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;林 刘:这人海辽阔爱总被蹉跎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;总该留一篇&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;传说&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;林 刘:我会尽我全力抵抗时间的侵袭&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;不停的爱你 hoho......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;林:一千次轮回都不错过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;刘:一万里相随都不放手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;林 刘:在每个尽头再约好碰头&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;再睁开眼就认出你我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;刘:一千次轮回足不足够&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;林:一万里漂泊又算什么&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;林 刘:这人海辽阔爱总被蹉跎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;总该留一篇&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;传说&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;刘:oh 还好我有你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;刘:幸好你有我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;林 刘:一起写一篇&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;传说&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;听着歌词&lt;br /&gt;真的不知道说他们天真&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;还是骂他们愚昧的好...&lt;br /&gt;但是想想&lt;br /&gt;歌词虽天真,充满幻想,&lt;br /&gt;但自己的思想又何尝不是呢?&lt;br /&gt;不仅为他们可惜,怜惜&lt;br /&gt;也想伸出援手帮他们一把&lt;br /&gt;这首歌听了之后，&lt;br /&gt;心中隐隐作痛，&lt;br /&gt;感受得到歌词在脑海中久久不散。&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/15411492-2921904204721887403?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/2921904204721887403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=2921904204721887403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/2921904204721887403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/2921904204721887403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_27.html' title='传说'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-804024398521427099</id><published>2008-10-22T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:25:16.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>问世间，&lt;br /&gt;情是何物，&lt;br /&gt;直教生死相许？&lt;br /&gt;天南地北双飞客，&lt;br /&gt;老翅几回寒暑？&lt;br /&gt;欢乐趣，&lt;br /&gt;离别苦，&lt;br /&gt;就中更有痴儿女。&lt;br /&gt;君应有语，&lt;br /&gt;渺万里层云，&lt;br /&gt;千山暮雪，&lt;br /&gt;只影向谁去？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-804024398521427099?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/804024398521427099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=804024398521427099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/804024398521427099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/804024398521427099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_22.html' title=''/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-6366908494859610962</id><published>2008-10-21T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T22:44:05.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well&lt;br /&gt;i dont mind telling people im going overseas&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;dunno isnt it a personal choice to tell people about these thing?&lt;br /&gt;i dont mind sharing with people im rather close with&lt;br /&gt;but i dont see why i need to tell people im merely acquainted with&lt;br /&gt;i ve known u all of 3 weeks?&lt;br /&gt;so who are you to help me spread this news?&lt;br /&gt;and why do you see the need to spread this news?&lt;br /&gt;hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY mx recruited me&lt;br /&gt;for FOP(: whee&lt;br /&gt;haha i shall help out&lt;br /&gt;(and have just as much fun)&lt;br /&gt;as poss!(: WHEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuck on lin fan s version of colors of the wind&lt;br /&gt;prolly interesting to do a unit 3 on that right(:&lt;br /&gt;whee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-6366908494859610962?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/6366908494859610962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=6366908494859610962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/6366908494859610962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/6366908494859610962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/10/well-i-dont-mind-telling-people-im.html' title=''/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-3825767124330321346</id><published>2008-10-19T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T21:44:58.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="content"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;仪琳轻轻叹息，说道：“哑婆婆，爹爹不明白我，仪和、仪清师姊她们也不明白我。我想念令狐大哥，只是忘不了他，我明知道这是不应该的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="content"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;两人死也好，活也好，既已有了两心如一的此刻，便已心满意足，眼前这一刻便是天长地久，纵然天崩地裂，这一刻也已拿不去、销不掉了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-3825767124330321346?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/3825767124330321346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=3825767124330321346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/3825767124330321346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/3825767124330321346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/10/wah.html' title=''/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-2507831852162474687</id><published>2008-10-19T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T20:36:59.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bone tired</title><content type='html'>super tired&lt;br /&gt;the beginnings&lt;br /&gt;or rather&lt;br /&gt;the on-goings&lt;br /&gt;of being sick&lt;br /&gt;not that im complaining&lt;br /&gt;can i just fall sick for the rest of nxt week?(:&lt;br /&gt;pretty please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flyflyfly? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i fly&lt;br /&gt;i will have to bring&lt;br /&gt;(on top of the usual books clothes toiletries etc):&lt;br /&gt;1. feimao&lt;br /&gt;2. photoalbum&lt;br /&gt;3. lou&lt;br /&gt;4. elmonster&lt;br /&gt;5. skates&lt;br /&gt;6. gi???&lt;br /&gt;7. my bed sheet&lt;br /&gt;8. my fave books&lt;br /&gt;9. my bags&lt;br /&gt;10. autograph book&lt;br /&gt;(when i rmbr to get one)&lt;br /&gt;11. EVERYONE&lt;br /&gt;how to pack that under 40 kg?&lt;br /&gt;no wonder yihans luggage 57kg&lt;br /&gt;and thats w/o stuff toys i think (hope)&lt;br /&gt;can dapao people over?&lt;br /&gt;jenn swim le luh lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-2507831852162474687?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/2507831852162474687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=2507831852162474687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/2507831852162474687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/2507831852162474687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/10/bone-tired.html' title='bone tired'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15411492.post-6970017012966982522</id><published>2008-10-18T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T23:49:13.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>童年的时光机</title><content type='html'>那童年的希望是一台时光机&lt;br /&gt;我可以一路开心到底都不换季&lt;br /&gt;带竹蜻蜓穿过那森林&lt;br /&gt;打开了任意门找到你一起旅行&lt;br /&gt;那童年的希望是一台时光机&lt;br /&gt;给我放罐罐的糖糖你味道熟悉&lt;br /&gt;所有回忆在夏天的口袋里&lt;br /&gt;一起荡秋千的梦境&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brings to mind such a pretty image.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;needs to let go completely&lt;br /&gt;and do something mad&lt;br /&gt;or totally unlike me&lt;br /&gt;WHEE&lt;br /&gt;any suggestions?(:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKES PHOTOHUNT(:&lt;br /&gt;today was zhai tho&lt;br /&gt;so many people came(:&lt;br /&gt;see when majun invite&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE COMES(: WHEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jealous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15411492-6970017012966982522?l=mejunjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/feeds/6970017012966982522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15411492&amp;postID=6970017012966982522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/6970017012966982522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15411492/posts/default/6970017012966982522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mejunjun.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_18.html' title='童年的时光机'/><author><name>jun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03982050512391486578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
