<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764769865737708019</id><updated>2009-10-13T12:25:35.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going-on 16</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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later!'/><author><name>jiale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03723870248100706415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15857055620626317489'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764769865737708019.post-273724904797262359</id><published>2009-05-18T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:38:59.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it worth it?</title><content type='html'>At the end of the day, I can't help but feel like I've wasted 2 whole days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to be of a help.&lt;br /&gt;But..Is it worth or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sacrifice sleep and studies to render help and provide company when at the end of the day, you make me feel like nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop the &lt;u&gt;obsession&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Carry on with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live it and get around it.&lt;br /&gt;Else, what are you gonna do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You once empathise that I'm kinda being used.&lt;br /&gt;Now you're doing the exact same things to me..&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764769865737708019-273724904797262359?l=just-15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/feeds/273724904797262359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764769865737708019&amp;postID=273724904797262359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/273724904797262359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/273724904797262359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/2009/05/is-it-worth-it.html' title='Is it worth it?'/><author><name>jiale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03723870248100706415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15857055620626317489'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764769865737708019.post-52026239425921072</id><published>2009-05-17T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T21:54:45.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMGWTFBBQ.</title><content type='html'>To some black guy out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WO JIAN NI YI CI, DENG NI YI QI.&lt;br /&gt;If I can hit you, I will, but I won't dirty my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dare play around with my friend, you get it from all of us.&lt;br /&gt;YOU IDIOT AH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you're pathetic, disgusting and a JERK.&lt;br /&gt;EEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND A PERVERT.&lt;br /&gt;REALLY A PERVERT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMYGOODNESS.&lt;br /&gt;You totally suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't mess around with girls and act like you're innocent..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764769865737708019-52026239425921072?l=just-15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/feeds/52026239425921072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764769865737708019&amp;postID=52026239425921072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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email to people whom I think care enough to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I'm okay today, thanks to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody have their own problems yet they still took the time to stop and listen (read) mine.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise, over the years, the avenuess for me to talk to (friends) are getting lesser and lesser.&lt;br /&gt;But, I feel that it's a filtering system in a way..&lt;br /&gt;Only the best out of the lot stays.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; they are normally the ones who do not cause me grieve but stand faithfully by me.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764769865737708019-4983533387154739670?l=just-15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764769865737708019.post-5630503874308463682</id><published>2009-05-10T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:00:32.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>突然累了.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say you're my good friend.&lt;br /&gt;You WERE my good friend for 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; it was all based on assumptions and lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't think you really meant it by saying those things either.&lt;br /&gt;You have new priorities already..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764769865737708019-5630503874308463682?l=just-15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/feeds/5630503874308463682/comments/default' title='Post 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764769865737708019.post-6295460233906638419</id><published>2009-05-07T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T22:10:34.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weak.</title><content type='html'>OKAY, gonna relink people, so links will be down till don't know when..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past two tngs, I broke down.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly felt very weak and stressed and everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; till the end, I find I can only blame myself..&lt;br /&gt;Like, why wasn't I stronger?&lt;br /&gt;Why did I sprained my leg?&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't I hung on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHEESH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; there's 4 blisters on my palms and I afraid of infections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, please bestow me with strength and inner motivation to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I want to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, I feel that I'm a jigsaw piece of my own.&lt;br /&gt;With edges jutting out which just can't seem to fit anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard I try to squeeze..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764769865737708019-6295460233906638419?l=just-15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/feeds/6295460233906638419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764769865737708019&amp;postID=6295460233906638419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/6295460233906638419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/6295460233906638419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/2009/05/weak.html' title='Weak.'/><author><name>jiale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03723870248100706415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15857055620626317489'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764769865737708019.post-7062750314348779825</id><published>2009-05-01T15:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T15:59:15.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm ranting.</title><content type='html'>SOMETIMES, I JUST SIMPLY CANNOT STAND &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;GUYS WHO ARE SO PETTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll wonder why is he so girly-like!&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, this particular guy is not sissy or what, he is just but a normal guy, but just petty and narrowed minded.&lt;br /&gt;WHATTHEHECK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;WHY AM I SO ULTI FED UP&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy needed me to do some stuffs (i.e I shan't say to make it too obvious..but it may be birthday cards for all you know.)&lt;br /&gt;I did 2, without much obvious or evident gratitude from him though supposedly he was in charge of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN, the 3rd I did, I kept forgetting to bring.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; he got pissed with me and stopped talking to me ever since.&lt;br /&gt;Then, he didn't informed or mentioned anything to me when he asked someone else to do it. ('cause I think he decided I can't be trusted anymore.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm obviously fine with not doing.&lt;br /&gt;IT SAVE MY TIME.&lt;br /&gt;BUT can HE have some coutesy to tell me about someone else doing it?&lt;br /&gt;RUDE OR WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; no respect at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I simply couldn't stand was, when I did it and pass to him ON TIME, he didn't seem grateful for it.&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I DIDN"T, for one ocassion, HE treated it like some event that should be rewarded with a death sentence.&lt;br /&gt;HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In teh first place, if he can't do such stuffs, &lt;u&gt; DON'T &lt;/u&gt; take up the role.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; till now, the current GIRL who is doing the stuffs (not me) is not properly thanked yet.&lt;br /&gt;From what I know, when people mentioned this task, all credit goes to him.&lt;br /&gt;FOR WHAT I wonder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2:&lt;br /&gt;UNFORTUNATELY, &lt;u&gt;HE&lt;/u&gt; fall into a particular project group as me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; guess what..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN SENDING EMAILS, I just found out this is what happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A decided to send an email and sent it to b, c, HIM, and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, HE decides to reply an email and send it to a, b and c.&lt;br /&gt;BUT NOT ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me how crap this is.&lt;br /&gt;This is DEFINITELY the &lt;u&gt;LAST STRAW&lt;/u&gt; for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; guess what.&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't want to talk to me?&lt;br /&gt;FINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GLADY REFUSE TO TALK TO HIM SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can a GUY be like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY NON-SENSICAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MAY BE SUFFERING FROM PMS.&lt;br /&gt;THIS FACT DOES NOT REDUCE MY ANGER THOUGH IT MAY HAVE CAUSED MY IRRATIONALITY WHICH CAUSED ME TO POST THIS UNHAPPY EVENT HERE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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ranting.'/><author><name>jiale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03723870248100706415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15857055620626317489'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764769865737708019.post-2588678306142881827</id><published>2009-04-28T19:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T19:28:58.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs in life.</title><content type='html'>最近常常认为自己开始迷失了方向。&lt;br /&gt;似乎已提不起劲作任何与人相处的事了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the second post in one day, and sorry for using chinese.&lt;br /&gt;But, cheena-ness strikes.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I really lack passion for life recently.&lt;br /&gt;It's been long since I've been enthusiastic and alert about things around me.&lt;br /&gt;It's just kind of pointless aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm swimming against the current..Hardly surviving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like doing anything at all..except chatting with one I'm familiar with through the night.&lt;br /&gt;But who will it be?&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is so busy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess everyone (including me) is like that.&lt;br /&gt;We only try to squeeze time out when we realise the consequences is dire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I really miss the classroom I had last time.&lt;br /&gt;Even if it means sleeping in class with WeiLun beside me, whiling time away.&lt;br /&gt;Or just tying two ponytails in class to make people laugh, with no one judging my actions.&lt;br /&gt;Or just simple embarass myself in front of the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screaming and running about in an environment I know so well.&lt;br /&gt;Passing a big can of HELLOPANDA around the griup of us to it when it doesn't belong to us but Kenneth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning back to find WeeKiat and Keith sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Starting the trend to not hand in work.&lt;br /&gt;Starting the trend to not go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrying my crazy mickey mouse bag in school.&lt;br /&gt;Playing volleyball with the guys.&lt;br /&gt;Coming to school early every morning to meet LU and PAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being teased as the CG of the class room by NguanHan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss meeting Eugene and whosoever in the walkway.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Cai Lao Shi and the times I sneaked up behind her and scare the shit out of her.&lt;br /&gt;Miss her trying to get howework from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Mr Chin and his animated expression.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Mrs Joseph with her hairy thing which she throws around in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss signing in (and out) at the thumbprint system.&lt;br /&gt;Miss so much, so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm living in the past.&lt;br /&gt;Feeding like the only one stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss walking home.&lt;br /&gt;How 'bout that, 30 minutes and I'm sure to reach home..&lt;br /&gt;Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do like HC.&lt;br /&gt;It's just that it's different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't understand hur?&lt;br /&gt;I don't also..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764769865737708019-2588678306142881827?l=just-15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/feeds/2588678306142881827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764769865737708019&amp;postID=2588678306142881827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/2588678306142881827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/2588678306142881827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/2009/04/songs-in-life.html' title='Songs in life.'/><author><name>jiale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03723870248100706415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15857055620626317489'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764769865737708019.post-5505570542960414664</id><published>2009-04-28T19:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T19:13:54.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sincerity</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I wonder how sincere people are.&lt;br /&gt;You can feed me all the promises, but you leave them hanging there.&lt;br /&gt;Do you seriously expect me to be contented with empty words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to feel that way lei..&lt;br /&gt;Like all suspecting and wary of actions done and words spoken.&lt;br /&gt;But I come to think that your treatment towards me change..No longer than nice and sensitive and caring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is paranoia bothering me or is that really true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't like it when people patronise me..&lt;br /&gt;Like telling me you're free one minute while the next telling me you have appointments.&lt;br /&gt;SHUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Huang Chen is over.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I'm glad I'm quite free now!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting NguanHan, WeeKiat, Brain and co. this THURSDAY!&lt;br /&gt;SUPERLY OVERJOYED.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go swimming with them lei!&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;Evidently, Friday's timetable shifted to Thursday...WHICH MEANT I'M ONLY RELEASED AT FOUR.&lt;br /&gt;SIGH x 1000 ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONGYIJIA. JIAYOU FOR SYF.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks and much love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past 3 months have been lovely with you around..&lt;br /&gt;I think one of the best thing that happened to me since I entered HC is to find myself a good friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is ironic in its turns and corner.&lt;br /&gt;Never would I have expected that I would ever be this close and crazy with you since knowing you in Sec 1.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I'M NOT HAVING ANY REGRETS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JK!&lt;br /&gt;Jiayou jiayou jiayou.&lt;br /&gt;Take care of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, I wonder if I was used.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I wonder if it was because I make myself so readily available that you think nothing to push me aside.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I regret doing all I've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, sometimes...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764769865737708019-5505570542960414664?l=just-15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/feeds/5505570542960414664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764769865737708019&amp;postID=5505570542960414664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/5505570542960414664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/5505570542960414664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/2009/04/sincerity.html' title='Sincerity'/><author><name>jiale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03723870248100706415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15857055620626317489'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764769865737708019.post-2871061897447028825</id><published>2009-04-18T16:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T17:13:36.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Commitments.</title><content type='html'>HOKAY! I'm back once again after quite a few days.&lt;br /&gt;School is seriously sapping my energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I only attended 3 out of 5 days .&lt;br /&gt;Hee, cause it's canoe NATIONALS.&lt;br /&gt;An really proud of my seniors.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully HCANOE '10 (US! US!) will do well next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday had post competition dinner with teachers, coach and seniors, and GRAND seniors.&lt;br /&gt;Quite cool, shokudo at Raffles City.&lt;br /&gt;I really think that my team has a lot of nice people!&lt;br /&gt;It's good 'cause it's inevitable that I'll see them 7 days a week when nearing competition next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUST STAY COMMITTED!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm currently at HCI high school hall (aka Kah Kee Hall) for Huang Chen.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lil' guilty to say I'm praying for it to end fast.&lt;br /&gt;'cause it's really taking up a lot of time..&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing canoe trainings for it too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really mind.&lt;br /&gt;But! I feel that I'm wasting a lot of time waiting and doing unproductive stuff so I really hate it.&lt;br /&gt;I know waiting is part and parcel of theatrics but it just seriously sucks when you need to allocate things for all sorts of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND when you had no time to meet people you miss.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I do have to say that the feelow students who do make up as me for the particulat skit are a fun lot.&lt;br /&gt;Heh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT STILL, I hope MAY quickly come!&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll have more time for myself and friends!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;*ANTICIPATION*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, it's just commitment and responsibility carrying me on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; school work is slipping!&lt;br /&gt;Grr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND. WORSE!&lt;br /&gt;MY BLOG IS SLIPPING.&lt;br /&gt;HOLY SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel like blogging.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, it's kind of daunting to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For everything that happen to me, for everyone that I meet everyday in my life, I wonder whether you the reader know.&lt;br /&gt;It was much easier last time 'cause I know whoever and whatever I'm writing about, you understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now..it's kind of hard.&lt;br /&gt;It's like the intersection point of the venn diagream is getting smaller and smaller.&lt;br /&gt;The common areas of of life is shrinking..&lt;br /&gt;But, again, what can we do about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really regret coming into HwaChong.&lt;br /&gt;But I really, really, really think that the situation would be much better if lu and pat got into the same school as me..&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's stop being whiny and depressed.&lt;br /&gt;Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;I really, really think that I'm a pervert attractor.&lt;br /&gt;WTF.&lt;br /&gt;I almost/was peeped when I was bathing in school.&lt;br /&gt;To what extent I do not know.&lt;br /&gt;But when I told someone, she keep telling me the horrros of it that it is dawning on me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys with raging hormone but no access to girls in daily lives are a scary lot.&lt;br /&gt;STAY AWAY FROM THEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean..it's ridiculous to go into a girls toilet, stepped onto a toilet bowl and peer over the wall, into a bathing facilities ya?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can hope is that if he really peeped, he did not have the mind to use a camera/phone..&lt;br /&gt;My life is too exciting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, I think I'm losing the knack to blog already.&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;RUSTING AWAY~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHYA, just a random fact, I've been having diarrhea for 3.5 days since tuesday night le..&lt;br /&gt;It's seriously holy shit hur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By being away, I clearly know who I want and need in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Some people are especially missed in comparison to other.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; some, though met more often, still need to be seen mnore frequently.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; this tells you the importance of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some matters of heart is just not so easily explained hur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*F..I typed a lot..BUT IT'S ALL GONE.&lt;br /&gt;ALL GONE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wails..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friends, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM FED UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764769865737708019-2871061897447028825?l=just-15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/feeds/2871061897447028825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764769865737708019&amp;postID=2871061897447028825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/2871061897447028825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/2871061897447028825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/2009/04/commitments.html' title='Commitments.'/><author><name>jiale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03723870248100706415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15857055620626317489'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764769865737708019.post-5655357361671902146</id><published>2009-04-13T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T20:53:00.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The different ways..</title><content type='html'>For all kinds of things, under different nature, we use different approaches..&lt;br /&gt;AGREE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is for friendships, normally we hope they last as long as ever and will never ever fade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know?&lt;br /&gt;For  some other kinds of friendship, is best to step out of it, and remember it at its best.&lt;br /&gt;Don't drag and finally see its worst before you chopped it off 'cause by then all pleasantries would be marred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you pray that people around you will change.&lt;br /&gt;But again, acceptance is cool ya?&lt;br /&gt;Some things just cannot be change, so rather than be flustered and irritated by it, might as well leave it as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the line and distinction become unclear, and I no longer know where you stand in my life, I no longer try to find the answer anymore.&lt;br /&gt;All I know is, memories serve best in the case. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times I wonder why one can make all around him/her to be so taken with him/her.&lt;br /&gt;But, it's time to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;The world is unfair and not all can see from your view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; there's just simply no point in claiming that you're right 'cause you'll seem like the fool.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, physical distance is just not the point.&lt;br /&gt;I can be so close to someone yet feel so far emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;While other are just so close to my heart though I haven't met them in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss .. YOU!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764769865737708019-5655357361671902146?l=just-15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/feeds/5655357361671902146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764769865737708019&amp;postID=5655357361671902146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/5655357361671902146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/5655357361671902146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/2009/04/different-ways.html' title='The different ways..'/><author><name>jiale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03723870248100706415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15857055620626317489'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764769865737708019.post-4012563451317708848</id><published>2009-04-03T03:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T03:57:58.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's getting too packed.</title><content type='html'>I can't even celebrate my darling's birthday on the day itself.&lt;br /&gt;I say shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I lost a friend, I guess...without her even knowing.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm busy, busy, busy!&lt;br /&gt;Monday-saturday all choked with CCAs..&lt;br /&gt;And this sunday might not even have abreak for me.&lt;br /&gt;WTf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764769865737708019-4012563451317708848?l=just-15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/feeds/4012563451317708848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764769865737708019&amp;postID=4012563451317708848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/4012563451317708848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/4012563451317708848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-getting-too-packed.html' title='It&apos;s getting too packed.'/><author><name>jiale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03723870248100706415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15857055620626317489'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764769865737708019.post-1312362403687613785</id><published>2009-03-22T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:26:18.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess what..</title><content type='html'>GUESS WHAT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to that school.&lt;br /&gt;Help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I survive the term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met many kind sould there.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I sometimes still wish for more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously lost my drive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764769865737708019-1312362403687613785?l=just-15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/feeds/1312362403687613785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764769865737708019&amp;postID=1312362403687613785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/1312362403687613785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/1312362403687613785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/2009/03/guess-what.html' title='Guess what..'/><author><name>jiale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03723870248100706415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15857055620626317489'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764769865737708019.post-6072069231146300620</id><published>2009-03-12T19:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T19:50:19.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathe, baby.</title><content type='html'>I'm utterly sorry for not blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, not so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it's been so very very long since I've even come online.&lt;br /&gt;So it's not like I'm trying to cut off my contacts or what.&lt;br /&gt;But well, sorry aye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I feel a little terrible, having to lead a double life - weekdays for HwaChong and weekends for BP.&lt;br /&gt;I try my best to be free.&lt;br /&gt;But I only have this limited amount of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not used to people adjusting themselves to my timetable.&lt;br /&gt;But well, sigh, what can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, I sprained my ankle on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Quite terrible, in fact.&lt;br /&gt;It's still pretty swollen now that I just removed my smelly bandage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be independent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like being dependent, relying and uncapable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like being the weakest, and slowest.&lt;br /&gt;Not because I'm competitive but I just don't want to be a burden.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, sometimes I feel so helpless.&lt;br /&gt;It's a super pathetic feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just a personal expectation of myself not to trouble others too badly.&lt;br /&gt;But, seriously, everyone have their weak moments in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm sorry to say, I realised, this period is mine.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel as though there's nothing for me to fall back on.&lt;br /&gt;It's been long since I felt like this.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps since secondary 1 after the friendship crisis never have I felt so vulnerable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought you were just a phone call/sms away.&lt;br /&gt;I told myself never to expect that.&lt;br /&gt;But as time goes by, I was just used to it.&lt;br /&gt;My mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a disgrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like the notion that I'm not as strong as I am.&lt;br /&gt;I need to be, I need to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, I felt like squatting in the middle of the streets to wail.&lt;br /&gt;I don't what came over me.&lt;br /&gt;PMS perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the sprained ankle made me feel ulti pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;It's really very very xin ku to walk anywhere yourself and everybody staring at you.&lt;br /&gt;But I pride myself on my independence.&lt;br /&gt;What the f.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since last saturday, I realise life is not a piece of beautiful cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO I WANT?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studies was never the top most priority.&lt;br /&gt;Friends were one of the top.&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm screwing that part of my life up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;At all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years.&lt;br /&gt;I still have 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 months worth of drifting from all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; this is why I don't post.&lt;br /&gt;'cause 9 out of 10 my post will turn out to be shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause I feel like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer know who to turn to anymore.&lt;br /&gt;It's not the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"It's not as glamorous as it all seems."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got envied 'cause I entered HwaChong.&lt;br /&gt;I got "wow-ed".&lt;br /&gt;I got everything I could possibly want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's not enough.&lt;br /&gt;It's  less than satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel myself losing myself more and more.&lt;br /&gt;And worse, I feel that I'm losing everyone of you more and more..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764769865737708019-6072069231146300620?l=just-15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/feeds/6072069231146300620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764769865737708019&amp;postID=6072069231146300620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/6072069231146300620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/6072069231146300620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/2009/03/breathe-baby.html' title='Breathe, baby.'/><author><name>jiale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03723870248100706415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15857055620626317489'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764769865737708019.post-8298940337429712460</id><published>2009-02-24T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T23:17:32.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The leap.</title><content type='html'>EH, do your know what I just realised?&lt;br /&gt;The difference between Secondary life and College life is "tmd" different aka VERY VERY VERY different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, "tmd" is needed to describe the extent and magnitude of DIFFERENCE felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The workload has tripled.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; not the workload in sec3/4 BUT THE PEAK PERIOD BEFORE Os.&lt;br /&gt;OH MY MAMA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4H2s vs 10 subjects.&lt;br /&gt;Don't joke with me.&lt;br /&gt;It seems easy, but it's..SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORK IS PILING.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; seriously, I'm redefining busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like last time at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; everyone is telling me how stress they are.&lt;br /&gt;(i.e. WeiLi, NguanHan and YiJia..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, best wishes..&lt;br /&gt;I feel like fainting so I can don't go school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;(Tactic to avoid doing tutorials.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY is day TWO of the week.&lt;br /&gt;(You know you always get the bone-tired week on Fridays?&lt;br /&gt;I feel like 2 weeks of Fridays have passed by and it's only day TWO.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERSERVERE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764769865737708019-8298940337429712460?l=just-15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/feeds/8298940337429712460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764769865737708019&amp;postID=8298940337429712460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/8298940337429712460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/8298940337429712460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/2009/02/leap.html' title='The leap.'/><author><name>jiale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03723870248100706415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15857055620626317489'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764769865737708019.post-7565134173288789617</id><published>2009-02-23T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T21:27:47.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hyped up.</title><content type='html'>Okay, let's see..On Thursday I had CT dinner..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I felt that I talked more to YiJia than the amount I talked to teh rest of the class..&lt;br /&gt;LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on Friday I felt rather down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still not very alert in the morning but what shocked me was seeing WeiLi walking towards the bus, standing just a few feet away, waving to me through the glass.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;, in the background I saw 10+ bpians waving back at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled.&lt;br /&gt;I waved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I felt intense regret.&lt;br /&gt;Why did I have to throw myself into HwaChong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I forgo all sense of familiarity?&lt;br /&gt;Why did I give up the chance to be part of the WuZhong clan at NJ.&lt;br /&gt;Why did I felt that HwaChong is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the familiar faces.&lt;br /&gt;All the smiles.&lt;br /&gt;The kindness..woah, it makes my senses reel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But again, what done is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekends, I met up with all the lovelies- NguanHan, Brian, WeiLi and etcs.&lt;br /&gt;I miss them so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT GUESS WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;I'M ALL READY FOR ONE MORE WEEK WITHOUT MY USUAL FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;'cause I'll survive.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If everyweek is like this , if my bp friends don't forget me, I'll be able to carry on.&lt;br /&gt;Because of the smiles and laughters on yesterday's afternoon would I be able to carry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of a glance of the supportive faces around me would I have the energy to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; thanks OTY for meeting me today.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for just being there.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never ever forget you.&lt;br /&gt;Just because you choose a different route from me don't makes you any lesser than any other friend I make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks LU and PAT 'cause you're are so nice that I miss you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to like school more and more.&lt;br /&gt;'cause of everything.&lt;br /&gt;Even when the odds are against me, I will still perservere.&lt;br /&gt;'cause I can make it.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I still need my weekly doses of BPIANS.&lt;br /&gt;OMYHOLYSHIT.&lt;br /&gt;I think I just confirmed the fact that they are friends that'll stick by me.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might get very busy.&lt;br /&gt;I might not use the computer daily.&lt;br /&gt;But well, if you are my good friend, please just call/sms my number.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will like you to.&lt;br /&gt;Heh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because, just because, YOU remembered to find me when you felt sad, I know I matter.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I update, 'cause I wanna thank you.&lt;br /&gt;You make me realise that I'm still important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;两人份的笑容:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764769865737708019-7565134173288789617?l=just-15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/feeds/7565134173288789617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764769865737708019&amp;postID=7565134173288789617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/7565134173288789617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/7565134173288789617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/2009/02/hyped-up.html' title='Hyped up.'/><author><name>jiale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03723870248100706415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15857055620626317489'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764769865737708019.post-2968925072602490135</id><published>2009-02-15T23:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:40:44.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Positivity.</title><content type='html'>I JUST REALISED!!&lt;br /&gt;ALL my post recently are too negative.&lt;br /&gt;NONONO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS CAN'T BE ME YO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMILE WHILE CRYING!&lt;br /&gt;(What kind of lameshit is this!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT WELL.&lt;br /&gt;BE HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL TRY TO BE.&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE...I AM TOH JIA LE.&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764769865737708019-2968925072602490135?l=just-15.blogspot.com' alt='' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764769865737708019.post-6475313187131247340</id><published>2009-02-15T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:33:13.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel happy for M.E.</title><content type='html'>Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MET UP WITH 3 PEOPLE I LOVED DEARLY.&lt;br /&gt;OMYGOSH.&lt;br /&gt;Like..FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you dearest LIMYIANLU, PATRINAGOH and WUZHIYING.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since school start we've met up so little..&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I still remembered what I said, somehow all 3(PAT, LU and ME) of us would go our ways seperately.&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of funny.&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore we kept assuming Lu and Pat would somehow end up in teh same school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, I'm sure we'll still be like the best best best friends.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally school is gonna start officially.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I have this weird lil' confession to make: I'm very sick of orientation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the stabbility and solitude I once had in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna adjust quick and get into the swing of College life.&lt;br /&gt;It ain't easy at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna lessons to begin, cca to start.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be released earlier than 6pm daily.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be able to meet up with friends, to go back to BPGHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my school is unknown in HwaChong..But really, I love it alot.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the facilities are not as good as HC.&lt;br /&gt;But you know what, I miss the people, the teachers, the familiarity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once take pride in being to adapt quick to new beginnings.&lt;br /&gt;But guess what, I'm struggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, singing all those songs of HwaChong, I felt like crying.&lt;br /&gt;I miss BP.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Though the songs are meant for HC, the lyrics of true friendship led me to think about BP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my dearest and fondest memories reside there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss being that loud aroudn with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I miss being so darn crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I miss being myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people are so cynical to the extent that I'm wary of being myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, if you want me to count my blessings, I will say: I'm 100% thankful that YiJia got into the same class as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, we were never as close as now.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; really, when I was in the deepest point last week, she was there, telling me she would back me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; thankyou, Ong Ting Yan for remembering to call me after my orientation on Friday to ask how I was doing.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not very fine, but don't worry, I will still be the Jia Le you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise myself, I will not morph myself to suit certain culture.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not being obstinate or anything, I just wanna be myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna get involve in girls politics.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna lose myself while trying to fit into a new environment.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna lie to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It will be okay..", "It will get better.."..&lt;br /&gt;So many people told me these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was once the most optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;What happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shucks.&lt;br /&gt;I will not be beaten..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be happy.&lt;br /&gt;I will be, I will be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL GO BACK TO BPGHS THIS WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;Back to the people and the environment I love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&amp; the worst is..I can't even tell my family that I'm not exactly happy in HC..&lt;br /&gt;Because they always felt that's the best school I can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already got pestered for 2 years for not getting into nyghs..&lt;br /&gt;But frankly, I can't be much more happier in BP..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just assumed I'm good and fine in school..when all is not that fine..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO GO GO..&lt;br /&gt;I will survive man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMILES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764769865737708019-6475313187131247340?l=just-15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/feeds/6475313187131247340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764769865737708019&amp;postID=6475313187131247340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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you imagine, me- the one who needs to talk constantly, LOST HER VOICE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It totally sucks to be croaking just like an ugly toad.&lt;br /&gt;GRAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost it even before teh campfire..due to being too heaty, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; tmr I have tuition..HOW AM I GONNA TEACH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;HAND SIGNS..which ONLY WeiLi can understand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAMPFIRE ROCK.&lt;br /&gt;It's really fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL..is getting better.&lt;br /&gt;(But well, it can't possibly get worse.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CLASS (09s7h) is also getting better.&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rather scared of the girls..(You know..girl-phobia due to some incident..)&lt;br /&gt;The guys are sweet la!&lt;br /&gt;They're very nice to teh girls cos it was vday!&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANOE was fun today.&lt;br /&gt;WOHOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with: NguanHan, Keith, WeiLi, Edrei, ChzeKian, JianZhong and Brian at...Brian's house!&lt;br /&gt;Mahjong again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I fell sleep on Brian's couch.&lt;br /&gt;OMG LA..&lt;br /&gt;Didn't even realise it when NH, K and JZ went home.&lt;br /&gt;o.o!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU EVERYONE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764769865737708019-1620613841172755?l=just-15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/feeds/1620613841172755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764769865737708019&amp;postID=1620613841172755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/1620613841172755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/1620613841172755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/2009/02/voice-less.html' title='Voice-less.'/><author><name>jiale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03723870248100706415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15857055620626317489'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764769865737708019.post-8343227855276428082</id><published>2009-02-12T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:47:03.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to meet up with you all.</title><content type='html'>LIM YIAN LU.&lt;br /&gt;PATRINA GOH.&lt;br /&gt;WU ZHIYING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys are desperately needed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is: I can't help feeling affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep telling myself I need to survive, but it's only working to a small extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I've done wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I only know you guys are the ones who accepted me for who I am..but yet, are no longer there in my daily life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You who allowed me to be myself.&lt;br /&gt;Who put up with my grumbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do not, and will never hate me for my craziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 9 school days, and I feel like crumbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell myself:&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't care, 'cause they suck.&lt;br /&gt;They don't even know how it feels to be thrown into a place where everyone knows everyone.&lt;br /&gt;They don't even know how overwhelming it feels to step into such a strange place.&lt;br /&gt;To enter somewhere with a culture so different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the need to deal with friends politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't even know how bloody ridiculous they sound to judge someone when it's not even been a month.&lt;br /&gt;They don't even really know who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fucking crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I can't control it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V-day's coming.&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764769865737708019-8343227855276428082?l=just-15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/feeds/8343227855276428082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764769865737708019&amp;postID=8343227855276428082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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feeling too good today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna fight the war by myself.&lt;br /&gt;Will I just die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suck to be me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764769865737708019-3000509473165425919?l=just-15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/feeds/3000509473165425919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764769865737708019&amp;postID=3000509473165425919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/3000509473165425919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/3000509473165425919'/><link 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764769865737708019-8513160170973271511?l=just-15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/feeds/8513160170973271511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764769865737708019&amp;postID=8513160170973271511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/8513160170973271511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/8513160170973271511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/2009/02/scram.html' title='Scram.'/><author><name>jiale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03723870248100706415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15857055620626317489'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764769865737708019.post-381800435186631536</id><published>2009-02-04T20:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:38:49.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of Beauty.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b9ld6s5iM5g/SYmZCAaCshI/AAAAAAAABLA/bIlDz5PFxBc/s1600-h/Dec+274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b9ld6s5iM5g/SYmZCAaCshI/AAAAAAAABLA/bIlDz5PFxBc/s400/Dec+274.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298934696326115858" 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b9ld6s5iM5g/SYmQh-YWbWI/AAAAAAAABIQ/kcIZDvE5o44/s1600-h/Dec+164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b9ld6s5iM5g/SYmQh-YWbWI/AAAAAAAABIQ/kcIZDvE5o44/s400/Dec+164.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298925349933313378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b9ld6s5iM5g/SYmQhq0m2yI/AAAAAAAABII/1zA9yf4xBkk/s1600-h/Dec+156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b9ld6s5iM5g/SYmQhq0m2yI/AAAAAAAABII/1zA9yf4xBkk/s400/Dec+156.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298925344683121442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b9ld6s5iM5g/SYmQhQ1Y7dI/AAAAAAAABIA/Ebpd8POS4f0/s1600-h/Dec+155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b9ld6s5iM5g/SYmQhQ1Y7dI/AAAAAAAABIA/Ebpd8POS4f0/s400/Dec+155.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298925337707081170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say how much I love everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's sometimes inevitabvle that some of us will drift apart.&lt;br /&gt;But let's all knwo that deep in our hearts, all are dear to us and we will make the effort to stay in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love, YOU.&lt;br /&gt;Yes you, the ones reading this now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764769865737708019-381800435186631536?l=just-15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/feeds/381800435186631536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764769865737708019&amp;postID=381800435186631536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/381800435186631536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/381800435186631536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/2009/02/pictures-of-beauty.html' title='Pictures of Beauty.'/><author><name>jiale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03723870248100706415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15857055620626317489'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b9ld6s5iM5g/SYmZCAaCshI/AAAAAAAABLA/bIlDz5PFxBc/s72-c/Dec+274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764769865737708019.post-579278609614305780</id><published>2009-02-03T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T22:29:40.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HwaChong.</title><content type='html'>Well well, I guess I should update you guys about my stuff recently!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; also to note to myself something which is really an important chapter in my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got into HwaChongInstituition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was elated, overjoyed, nervous and so worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OVERWHELMED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really scary to be the minority of 200+ with the IP population standing at 900+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To fit in?&lt;br /&gt;It seems such an impossible thought.&lt;br /&gt;What's more with our maroon skirts standing out in a sea of...brown.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do admit I'm having a MUCH better time there as compared to my BP peers.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, flashes of fear and unease still catch me uinguarded when everyone seems to know everyone while you...feel so alone in a population of 1142.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy but tired.&lt;br /&gt;My orientation group really really madce my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; you know what?&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling in love with HwaChong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small fish i might be, but I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys are so gentleman though childish at times.&lt;br /&gt;Girls are a good bunch too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My OG really made me very happy.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE I'LL FIT RIGHT IN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO DO EVERYONE AT YOR SCHOOL K?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764769865737708019-579278609614305780?l=just-15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/feeds/579278609614305780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764769865737708019&amp;postID=579278609614305780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/579278609614305780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/579278609614305780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/2009/02/hwachong.html' title='HwaChong.'/><author><name>jiale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03723870248100706415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15857055620626317489'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764769865737708019.post-7779021078805720020</id><published>2009-01-30T01:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T01:37:28.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know who I am..</title><content type='html'>I AM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;M.I.G.H.T.Y.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I show you my powers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MA LEH MA LEH HOM!&lt;br /&gt;MIGHTINESS, MIGHTINESS,&lt;br /&gt;OUT&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;br /&gt;COME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b9ld6s5iM5g/SYHpH-kZRRI/AAAAAAAABH4/R_LcaNns9Yg/s1600-h/ST830554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296770960028419346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b9ld6s5iM5g/SYHpH-kZRRI/AAAAAAAABH4/R_LcaNns9Yg/s400/ST830554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. TOLD. YOU. SO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764769865737708019-7779021078805720020?l=just-15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/feeds/7779021078805720020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764769865737708019&amp;postID=7779021078805720020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/7779021078805720020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764769865737708019/posts/default/7779021078805720020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://just-15.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-know-who-i-am.html' title='I know who I am..'/><author><name>jiale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03723870248100706415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15857055620626317489'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b9ld6s5iM5g/SYHpH-kZRRI/AAAAAAAABH4/R_LcaNns9Yg/s72-c/ST830554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>