<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4709624764455227529</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 04:01:47 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Joycette</title><description>My confessions</description><link>http://joyce-s.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Joyce Siaw)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4709624764455227529.post-4453745975880587469</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Sep 2009 08:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-25T01:39:57.402-07:00</atom:updated><title>Happy Birthday Alicia</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;All my friends are envious of me having elder sister, and i somemore have two! and i somehow am quite proud to have them, really! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Time flies, my sister is turning 23 , on 26th Sept. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Srx-Q3rdGeI/AAAAAAAAAiI/IkLOM7SbQmk/s1600-h/n719124094_263370_9380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385318082717489634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Srx-Q3rdGeI/AAAAAAAAAiI/IkLOM7SbQmk/s400/n719124094_263370_9380.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There's always a strong bond among us sisters, whenever anything happens, we stand out for each other, we feel for each other!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I remember once, i was merajuk because i didnt wanna practice my speech and my mom was about to scold me... ali kept persuading me to practice my speech and kept telling my mom that i did i did... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Srx-Qipo1eI/AAAAAAAAAiA/UHwVzHBMY_M/s1600-h/n719124094_365684_1847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385318077072725474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Srx-Qipo1eI/AAAAAAAAAiA/UHwVzHBMY_M/s400/n719124094_365684_1847.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Back in primary school, when we were still in our old house, we used to have a double decker bed. and i remember got once, i was on the stairs climbing to the upper decker, ali played with me and she was on the lower decker kicking me.. i almost fell and i got so mad, i took a stainless steeled tabung and threw on her. Her lips were swolen so badly, and she had a singing competition the next day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;omg, i felt sooooo bad... and still feeling bad now u know :( lastly, she brought her swolen lips to the stage and finished her song. i love u ali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Srx-QIIKclI/AAAAAAAAAh4/ta0L3-shcDM/s1600-h/n719124094_365674_8289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385318069953000018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 392px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Srx-QIIKclI/AAAAAAAAAh4/ta0L3-shcDM/s400/n719124094_365674_8289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My mom my dad my sis my bro love her because she is so smart and understanding. she's like a wise intellectual woman to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Srx9LoiyRfI/AAAAAAAAAhw/5lssN11I_2s/s1600-h/ali.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385316893243622898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Srx9LoiyRfI/AAAAAAAAAhw/5lssN11I_2s/s400/ali.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I can't deny i hate her hot temper sometimes, but i love her everything else :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Srx9LNbY-tI/AAAAAAAAAho/fA2QjN869RE/s1600-h/8227_138158499094_719124094_2455214_7194273_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385316885964847826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Srx9LNbY-tI/AAAAAAAAAho/fA2QjN869RE/s400/8227_138158499094_719124094_2455214_7194273_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Srx9KbY7uYI/AAAAAAAAAhg/qVPRc0F2N0E/s1600-h/5940_104072389094_719124094_2027934_5209137_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385316872532769154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Srx9KbY7uYI/AAAAAAAAAhg/qVPRc0F2N0E/s400/5940_104072389094_719124094_2027934_5209137_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;AP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;BIR&lt;/span&gt;TH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;LI &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Srx9KPsAtaI/AAAAAAAAAhY/vH8OX9vD5Ik/s1600-h/5940_104070484094_719124094_2027811_4247012_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385316869391562146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Srx9KPsAtaI/AAAAAAAAAhY/vH8OX9vD5Ik/s400/5940_104070484094_719124094_2027811_4247012_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;May all the best of luck for you and may happiness be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you prettie.&lt;/em&gt;&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/4709624764455227529-4453745975880587469?l=joyce-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://joyce-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-alicia.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Joyce Siaw)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Srx-Q3rdGeI/AAAAAAAAAiI/IkLOM7SbQmk/s72-c/n719124094_263370_9380.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4709624764455227529.post-8186787088937882482</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Sep 2009 18:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-24T11:04:37.762-07:00</atom:updated><title>TITANIC - MOVIE OF MY LIFE</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;out of boredom i surfed thunder for some good movie to watch, and came to browse through titanic, no second thought, i clicked it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;gosh, it tears me even for my dunno how many times watching it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and one thing i cant deny, Titanic is the most amazing movie ever, and not even any movie can replace it, until now... Titanic was so long ago... ever since it was out, until now, a decade almost... not even one movie can replace how good it is in my heart. gosh, it just worths my tears and time watching it over and over again. kate winslet is so uniquely beautiful and leonardo dicarpio... i know all u must be thinking he's damn old and short but pls! he's my super idol ! and i still adore him until now :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4709624764455227529-8186787088937882482?l=joyce-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://joyce-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/titanic-movie-of-my-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Joyce Siaw)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4709624764455227529.post-7693076960051503141</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Sep 2009 15:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-23T08:43:02.601-07:00</atom:updated><title>madness for heels</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i want an online boutique which has nice ready stock heels, oh please? CANT I JUST HAVE ONE !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i ve paid my pre order heels for few days ago but i have to wait for two weeks. i dont know why am i on this madness for heels now ! ohh please please... let me have one for now !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i've been browsing thru pages and pages... well, good try u sellers but all either too expensive or pre-order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;all i ever wanted - REASONABLEPRICE, READY STOCK, NICE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;three simple things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;COME ON !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4709624764455227529-7693076960051503141?l=joyce-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://joyce-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/madness-for-heels.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Joyce Siaw)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4709624764455227529.post-3571544424686041908</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Sep 2009 06:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-22T00:03:52.091-07:00</atom:updated><title>What family stands for?</title><description>Seriously i love my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just if you still dont know, what family stands for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ather &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nd &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;other &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ove &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here are my pictures with my family :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Srh2sVsIQ-I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/zi38B4zDYzg/s1600-h/8824_171397260568_747455568_4083019_4931157_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Srh2sVsIQ-I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/zi38B4zDYzg/s400/8824_171397260568_747455568_4083019_4931157_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384183858629985250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Srh03th3r1I/AAAAAAAAAhA/YunYbChAQS8/s1600-h/8824_171388285568_747455568_4082953_1158916_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Srh03th3r1I/AAAAAAAAAhA/YunYbChAQS8/s400/8824_171388285568_747455568_4082953_1158916_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384181854984712018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Srh03CCln3I/AAAAAAAAAg4/m-ljVsCFpdI/s1600-h/8227_136975714094_719124094_2438411_416183_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Srh03CCln3I/AAAAAAAAAg4/m-ljVsCFpdI/s400/8227_136975714094_719124094_2438411_416183_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384181843310780274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4709624764455227529-3571544424686041908?l=joyce-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://joyce-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-family-stands-for.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Joyce Siaw)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Srh2sVsIQ-I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/zi38B4zDYzg/s72-c/8824_171397260568_747455568_4083019_4931157_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4709624764455227529.post-7456774590509018838</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Sep 2009 11:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-21T05:07:07.831-07:00</atom:updated><title>=))</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sel&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;amat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ari &lt;/span&gt;Raya =))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's malay new year again, it's so fast ! i love that the whole selangor is not as packed, all the main highways are so free of jam and what can i say, I LOVE TRAVELLING AROUND =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hmm, this period of time is also the period where people leave Msia to further studies in UK, after the summer break. I ll miss you all my friends out there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;As for me, that's gona happen next year. a big NAYYYYY ! arh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/search/?q=lee+justin&amp;amp;init=quick#/album.php?aid=120664&amp;amp;id=518921035"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383890360383752338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/SrdrwfhSyJI/AAAAAAAAAf4/kQp6ibdFg7U/s400/IMG_1001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So what i did during this holidays? *click on my pic for more pics*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I had alot of fun with my family at our Genting trip ! hmm, cant wait for the next trip this end of year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;as a lazy blogger, allow me to stop here! and more updates soon k =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4709624764455227529-7456774590509018838?l=joyce-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://joyce-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Joyce Siaw)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/SrdrwfhSyJI/AAAAAAAAAf4/kQp6ibdFg7U/s72-c/IMG_1001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4709624764455227529.post-6380002123906563277</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Sep 2009 09:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-01T03:03:15.407-07:00</atom:updated><title>I MISS YOU !!!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/SpzxL0tRFYI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Vcsde_ndEfo/s1600-h/IMG000030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376437240602891650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/SpzxL0tRFYI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Vcsde_ndEfo/s400/IMG000030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Spzw3Mv-eFI/AAAAAAAAAfY/bQTGre58Jcg/s1600-h/IMG000047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376436886279452754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Spzw3Mv-eFI/AAAAAAAAAfY/bQTGre58Jcg/s400/IMG000047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Spzw2lkS-GI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/DYvCzcHf89w/s1600-h/IMG000046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376436875761481826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Spzw2lkS-GI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/DYvCzcHf89w/s400/IMG000046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Spzw2cQEmVI/AAAAAAAAAfI/FYJe4T8ezTY/s1600-h/IMG000045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376436873260734802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Spzw2cQEmVI/AAAAAAAAAfI/FYJe4T8ezTY/s400/IMG000045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Spzw15dNJlI/AAAAAAAAAfA/nGmCKL7k-R8/s1600-h/IMG000044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376436863920580178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Spzw15dNJlI/AAAAAAAAAfA/nGmCKL7k-R8/s400/IMG000044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Spzw1vkQ2CI/AAAAAAAAAe4/4SKCbqt2ooE/s1600-h/IMG000043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376436861265827874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Spzw1vkQ2CI/AAAAAAAAAe4/4SKCbqt2ooE/s400/IMG000043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i miss you i really do :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4709624764455227529-6380002123906563277?l=joyce-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://joyce-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-miss-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Joyce Siaw)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/SpzxL0tRFYI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Vcsde_ndEfo/s72-c/IMG000030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4709624764455227529.post-5187781995143468072</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Aug 2009 21:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-28T14:32:57.393-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bumpy bumpy this love road&lt;br /&gt;falling down&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;br /&gt;thought it would be good&lt;br /&gt;but turn out in pain&lt;br /&gt;what i should&lt;br /&gt;and what i could&lt;br /&gt;to join in this love game&lt;br /&gt;shut me up and take a look&lt;br /&gt;this game is for saints&lt;br /&gt;switch me to single mode&lt;br /&gt;and i'll not be&lt;br /&gt;tame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4709624764455227529-5187781995143468072?l=joyce-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://joyce-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/bumpy-bumpy-this-love-road-falling-down.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Joyce Siaw)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4709624764455227529.post-3973051818509498965</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Aug 2009 16:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-28T09:47:45.017-07:00</atom:updated><title>&lt;/3</title><description>FUCK YOU BREAK UP !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4709624764455227529-3973051818509498965?l=joyce-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://joyce-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/3_28.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Joyce Siaw)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4709624764455227529.post-4758246313845833654</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Aug 2009 08:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-28T01:57:37.099-07:00</atom:updated><title>Fridays are &lt;3</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How is everyone doing ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a post, specially to congratulate all my babes and dudes in passing their UOL EXAMS ! I'm so happy for them !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially Kenn. His birthday is 20days before the result comes out ! and i said i'll grant him his birthday wish, and last night, by checking his result with my handphone, happily, KENN ! YOU PASSED !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN. that's the best news i've ever told him i guess.&lt;br /&gt;This year is probably a good year for them, as most of them passed ! some even with flying colours. hmm, i almost forgot what's the feeling of victory...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accompanied my dear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://halle-perfection.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Halle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; to 1u yesterday ! and due to the very attractive promotion, i bought this ! (&lt;em&gt;im lazy to take a pic so i google it instead! HEhe)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374931386931376162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/SpeXnmokcCI/AAAAAAAAAeg/iBVYkqPKSxM/s400/3421117847_bd9465b9ff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEAUTEEN/HOYU JAPAN No. 1 HAIR DYE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374931674470057218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/SpeX4VzIhQI/AAAAAAAAAew/pHl6Pxm_6ug/s400/14611598.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/SpeX4GaB3XI/AAAAAAAAAeo/7x1--g1h2jE/s1600-h/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374931670338231666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 364px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/SpeX4GaB3XI/AAAAAAAAAeo/7x1--g1h2jE/s400/07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;WHY DID I BUY IT ? I buy every single thing for a reason. and this hair dye, i buy it with a SUPER GOOD REASON. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Here's the deal. buy one hair dye and u r entitled to one small japanese bag (tiny bag where u can stuff ur money and hp inside, but the promoter claimed it to be a HOT item in Japan where every girl is using.) and also u are entitled to one lucky draw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So, the attractive part is IF YOU BUY TWO, u get two tiny japanese bags, two lucky draws, and BONUS IS : u get a travelling bag (stripes, quite cute la) which costs rm69.9 and one hair conditioner which is worth rm19.9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;For Lucky Draw, the best thing u can get is either shampoo or conditioner, or else, japanese fan, pens, cape... tiny stuff like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So, since hal wanna buy too, we bought two ! and i took the conditioner cause firstly i dun use travelling bag and i have hell alot at home. So i gave her instead. and the kind promoter actuallly let me peep into the lucky draw box and i got conditioner, as wanted. So i'll have two bottles! hmmm? ok, so the kind lady asked if i wanna change to shampoo. why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;HEHE. so i actually spent rm22.9 on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;one hair dye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;one japanese tiny bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;one shampoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;one conditioner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;What's so good bout the hair dye? well, i am actually used to DIY dye my hair, cause i have many bad experiences with hair stylists, who can never give me the hair color i want. So, i usually buy hair dye in a wholesale shop (available in sg wang, puchong and many places)... So usually i have to buy my own gloves and capes and comb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The thing with this hair dye is... GLOVES - provided. Capes - use unwanted towel la.... COMB - not necessary because the bottle comes with the comb-like cover. so u basically press and comb your hair and the hair dye is applied evenly. HOW GOOD THIS IS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHERE TO GET IT ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;I bought it during watsons promotion and i think it's still going on... in 1u, old wing concourse, right beside padi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;ni authentics (i think...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;OKAY! time to wash my hair now.&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/4709624764455227529-4758246313845833654?l=joyce-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://joyce-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/fridays-are-3.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Joyce Siaw)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/SpeXnmokcCI/AAAAAAAAAeg/iBVYkqPKSxM/s72-c/3421117847_bd9465b9ff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4709624764455227529.post-4689633749527616092</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Aug 2009 16:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-26T09:23:17.241-07:00</atom:updated><title>This year i gain alot of pain</title><description>i am in a deep pain. i swear this is my last time going through this pain. it has been umpteen times in a year. and now, i will clearly, make this a must. i must go this time. i &lt;strong&gt;M U S T&lt;/strong&gt; let go this time. i &lt;strong&gt;M U S T&lt;/strong&gt; leave this time, and never give myself a chance or a damned excuse to come back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because nothing will be as pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like a sickness, haunt me for a year, sometimes feels good but when virus attacks, hurt like no way !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year, is perhaps the year i lost most tears. the year i will bear in mind, and let myself know, never commit same mistake again. a reminder year. this is the most painful year, too. Growing up is a long way and a painful way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how cute his sleeping pose is, no matter how adorable he is to me, i must make my heart firm and strong as stone this time, i am going to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sick of myself, lingering around someone who i dont seem to understand after a year. i am sick of myself, crying alone in the night while he sleeps tight. i am sick of myself giving out hell lots but still being said i am selfish and greedy. i am sick of being in a relationship alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does it cause so much pain ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when is this gonna end ? now. yes, i tell myself, i order my mind, my emotion, my heart to stop my love, towards this saint. He deserves better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4709624764455227529-4689633749527616092?l=joyce-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://joyce-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-year-i-gain-alot-of-pain.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Joyce Siaw)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4709624764455227529.post-2018887767995866041</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Aug 2009 06:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-25T23:52:26.520-07:00</atom:updated><title>Boring Girl At Home</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Howdy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've been bored at home! as i hate being a cheap labour working 10 hours for rm100 so i am jobless now ! add on : i cant deny that i am pretty lazy nowadays. i wake up at 12pm ! or later. jetlag wat to do. nonsense! timelag it should be. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Suddenly i realise i've abandoned my bloggggg and most of the time i dont have a proper entry, really. and i am kinda sure i have no readers now. Just like myself, i would stop visitting that blog if the blogger is lazy as me. whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am at home all the time and i dont know what to blog about already, really. oh, come, someone come piss me off or make me extremely happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh ya, national day is coming ! where to ? I WILL BE BACK TO MY HOMETOWN ! and it's pretty cool to stay at a peaceful town on this peaceful day. but im actually pretty worried about the traffic. im sure we'll get stuck BADLY in a jam at the east coast highway as everyone is heading back ! awww. nooo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Arh, since im bored, i played with my webbie. and some features it has. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/SpTXQW3aP8I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/NbodlKQeK8s/s1600-h/IMG000016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374156931375710146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/SpTXQW3aP8I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/NbodlKQeK8s/s400/IMG000016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/SpTXP7nG9qI/AAAAAAAAAeI/gz9GCdmMSss/s1600-h/IMG000024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374156924059580066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/SpTXP7nG9qI/AAAAAAAAAeI/gz9GCdmMSss/s400/IMG000024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/SpTXPf1y2hI/AAAAAAAAAeA/GmoYhdOSnTA/s1600-h/IMG000020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374156916604983826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/SpTXPf1y2hI/AAAAAAAAAeA/GmoYhdOSnTA/s400/IMG000020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I love Flowers! someone comes gimme a big bouquet ! lol. i dunno what im talking about, im just really malfunctioning already !!! some says, when u r lazy, ur brain and all organs wil work slower, so your whole body and reflection and respond are like, slow by half a bit. im no longer a science student, so i dun care if this is proven scientifically. but currently, i feel like it ! dang. pretty slowed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyway, i've been helping my sis with her online boutique, take down order, reply to inquiries etc. and i told my sis i want a dress in repay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im pretty in love with that *point at the dress*, do u think u wanna give it to me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;nop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;*SOBS* WHY la WHY. i helped u this and this and that and ... *drama going on*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Argh. i'll buy u more next month.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(as she's going oversea to choose stocks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, im really in love with those dresses but im not allowed to buy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;next topic&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sometimes i dont feel like a girl ! i havent been decorating my nails and toes for like ... a month. why are toes and nails important to a girl ? i dunno, it just makes a girl look 20% cleaner, 20% prettier, 20% sexier, 20% cuter and last 20% more attractive. so now i need to catch those percentages back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Catcha in  a bitt ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4709624764455227529-2018887767995866041?l=joyce-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://joyce-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/boring-girl-at-home.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Joyce Siaw)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/SpTXQW3aP8I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/NbodlKQeK8s/s72-c/IMG000016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4709624764455227529.post-7293163268272270120</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Aug 2009 10:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-25T03:47:43.479-07:00</atom:updated><title>chill the fuck out</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;when will u start to listen to me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sigh. this is my first time, very first time feeling fed up. i am tired after consecutive fights. i am sick of stuffing my feelings in my fragile lil damn heart and talk to no one. fuck this shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the prob is afterall, i dunno what r we fighting for. his dignity? or my dignity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;just, none of us can let go of those stupid meaningless fight and hold each other again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;calm the fuck down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i cant. the besst i can do is hide my hp in the blanket, silent mode, open my laptop and crap it here !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;this is my best. what a fucking failure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*SCREAM* i suck doing my best i suck being ur best so what shits i am? argh. SICK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;S   IIIII           G             HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;u guys know just, what is sigh ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;WHY DO I DESERVE SHIT !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4709624764455227529-7293163268272270120?l=joyce-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://joyce-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/chill-fuck-out.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Joyce Siaw)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4709624764455227529.post-4173684338468089201</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Aug 2009 12:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-23T05:57:20.580-07:00</atom:updated><title>Family Dinner &lt;3</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It has been ages since i have pictures ! i have no idea why, really. i am just being really low profile lately. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Actually, not much outings lately, i've been working on a website for days so i became a computer geek for few days... but now during my family days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My parents have been here for 3 days &lt;3&lt;3 and as usual, we hang out and had alot good times ! and finally i get to see myself in pictures, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually attended a dinner with my dad's friend, whose son works in this restaurant so we get to dine in without advance booking :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Dinner at YANG CHENG RESTAURANT, JLN. IMBI, KL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/SpE6KP5C7hI/AAAAAAAAAd4/fdLD9fx9lbA/s1600-h/IMG_0450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/SpE6KP5C7hI/AAAAAAAAAd4/fdLD9fx9lbA/s400/IMG_0450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373139778168614418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;the usually charming and always my pride, sisters &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/SpE6J8K1U5I/AAAAAAAAAdw/0RA1LZWp_7Q/s1600-h/IMG_0454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/SpE6J8K1U5I/AAAAAAAAAdw/0RA1LZWp_7Q/s400/IMG_0454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373139772874511250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Me and my fatt tiu cheong soup. Lovin' it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/SpE6JWEuH8I/AAAAAAAAAdo/S4t4F6lh7EQ/s1600-h/IMG_0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/SpE6JWEuH8I/AAAAAAAAAdo/S4t4F6lh7EQ/s400/IMG_0453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373139762648326082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;my mom busy talking, i busy enjoying my wine and thats my sis, posing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/SpE6I-GwvQI/AAAAAAAAAdg/aKiGYicE7hA/s1600-h/IMG_0445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/SpE6I-GwvQI/AAAAAAAAAdg/aKiGYicE7hA/s400/IMG_0445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373139756214435074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My dad and Uncle Choy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/SpE6IZRJAwI/AAAAAAAAAdY/1on5DFVsyjc/s1600-h/IMG_0444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/SpE6IZRJAwI/AAAAAAAAAdY/1on5DFVsyjc/s400/IMG_0444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373139746325857026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My mom and Uncle Choy's wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I had a great night merely just sitting there though i was soooooo full !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, before i crap over nothing, till then ya ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4709624764455227529-4173684338468089201?l=joyce-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://joyce-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/family-dinner-3.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Joyce Siaw)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/SpE6KP5C7hI/AAAAAAAAAd4/fdLD9fx9lbA/s72-c/IMG_0450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4709624764455227529.post-7348042005728015825</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Aug 2009 12:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-18T05:33:17.176-07:00</atom:updated><title>Update</title><description>yes i ve been so busy again ! lol. im so sorry , i ve been working and working and ... just feels occupied !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis's online boutique is launched !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.urbanchique.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HTTP://WWW.URBANCHIQUE.BLOGSPOT.COM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have fun shopping ! and i ll be back in short !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4709624764455227529-7348042005728015825?l=joyce-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://joyce-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/update.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Joyce Siaw)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4709624764455227529.post-5971381266592755641</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Jul 2009 11:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-21T04:58:27.529-07:00</atom:updated><title>BREAK IN MY CAR</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's make this short and simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;-=thoughts running through=-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1. my pet society is effing slow and im so sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. im so hungry and i love to eat but im so fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. im so tired after work and i thirst for a full body aromatic massage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. i hate my job because i make more than 100 calls a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. but i feel productive having something to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. my colleague studies in Help too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. so long since i last go out and had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. my laptop got stolen by some assholes im sure he's not educated enough. (elaborate later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. planning on a new laptop but im so lazy to research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.my gossip girl series was in my stolen laptop, so are a lot of my sister's business ideas and our pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.i just done one of my event job in beauty fair and getting money soon but im poor for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.i effing HATE the rollover advertisement at the side bar of any website especially facebook. u advertisers just make us hate ur product more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.i am tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes short sentence tells how i feel the whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELABORATION OF NUMBER 8 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful day , i was accompanying my boy friend in a cyber cafe, i then went out to find my friend. oh that was one day before my event job started. so what happened was i was urging my bf to bring me to taman megah pasar malam because i wanna get myself a pair of black socks for my job (also helping my friend to buy) so i was very enlightened to shop at pasar malam cause that was the chance i got after a year. so, expected there to be no parking, i asked my bf to park somewhere further instead, cause i dun mind to walk ! then we got down the car, u know girls, wont just shop for one thing, so we went on to talk for a while... and i swear, not even half an hour later we went back to take our car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some guys were staring at our car, my first respond was... are they gonna break our glasses? then i walked faster...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ur car got broken in &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holy shit what the fuck muthaf*ka c*ba* all kinda swear and rudest words came out my mind but i only managed to say oh my god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guy looking at my bf's car was a random guy parking next to us, his car is an estima and his got broken too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, forgot to tell u, first thing came to my mind when i know the car got broken in was... my laptop. my laptop was one month old, how NEW !!! and i am just so so so so so fucking pissed at those uneducated fellas ! i mean, u want something, work for it, not STEALING ! oh thats not even stealing, thats BURGLARY. fuck them all seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u are so rich to buy a laptop detector, go buy yourself a cup to sit beside the road side maybe i would donate few cents to you. by breaking into my bf's car, stealing my new laptop, leaving all the shattered glasses all over the car dont make you someone smart and rich ! but it makes others poor, sad, and troublesome to clean off the shattered glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont say its not my fault of leaving my laptop in the car without supervision but hello, does it mean u can BREAK my glasses and steal ? fuck you ok.&lt;br /&gt;before breaking ppl's glasses and stealing ppl's things, please spend half a second to think, what if that happens to you? oups sorry forgot that u have no brain or ur brain is so full of shits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BE CIVILISED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;or these people never grew up to realise that they have left the stone age long time ago ?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;no wonder, no wonder, no wonder Malaysia has such a high rate of criminal records... tsk tsk. thanks these people. why not u guys get out of malaysia and go to somewhere like mars or venus where there is no human? so u dont need to live so competitive that u need so much money to steal my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on people, 2009 already. who doesnt know the economy is down? who doesnt know crisis is coming? not just you okay. well. i cant say nothing but please please, don't take others' burden as your happiness. go nowhere but hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4709624764455227529-5971381266592755641?l=joyce-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://joyce-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/break-in-my-car.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Joyce Siaw)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4709624764455227529.post-1093933467106745504</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Jul 2009 10:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-17T03:57:24.115-07:00</atom:updated><title>Broken Strings</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Let me hold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;For the last time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;It's the last chance to feel again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;But you broke me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Now I can't feel anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;When I love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's so untrue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I can't even convince myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;When I'm speaking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;It's the voice of someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Oh it tears me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I try to hold on, but it hurts too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I try to forgive, but it's not enough to make it all okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;You can't play on broken strings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;You can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I can't tell you something that ain't real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Oh the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;truth hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;And lies worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;How can I give anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;When I love you a little less than before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Oh what are we doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;We are turning into dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Playing house in the ruins of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Running back through the fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;When there's nothing left to save&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;It's like chasing the very last train when it's too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Broken Strings, by James Morrison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;First day, i woke up at 2 something, pm. then i online listening to songs and do some house chores then hang out with my sisters and played with my puppy. times flies and it comes to 7pm now. the night is scary and lonely. but i did not tear a single drop today, i rate myself 90%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sitting by the balcony, natural wind, but very hazy out there, guess it's time to get on a mask. keeping myself occupied, is not the best way to get out of all these, i know. but at least, im not crying like a baby. my body is all tired out, so is my soul and mental. but surprisingly, my emotion is pretty stable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, still, i wonder how is he doing. im sure he's not in a good mood too, but all the best, let's pray for him. pray that he will feel much better than me. pray that he'll have all his best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for myself, i'll continue doing this, moving on. life's not all about love, true? keeping it to myself and my blog is the only thing i will do now cause i find no point sharing, turning to anyone but my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what difference does this make to my life? drastic. maybe it changed my life the other way round, but who knows, it might be good? but im still hurt. i still wanna see him, still wanna be around him, still wanna make him laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure i do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/4709624764455227529-1093933467106745504?l=joyce-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://joyce-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/broken-strings.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Joyce Siaw)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4709624764455227529.post-6355435988948666208</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Jul 2009 18:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-16T11:45:09.850-07:00</atom:updated><title>My Immortal</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;this wound wont seem to heal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;this pain is just too real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;there's just too much that time cannot erase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;u cry I'd wipe away all of your tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;u scream I'd fight away all of your fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;i hold your hand through all of these years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;you still have... all of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;but though you're still with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I've been alone all along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I used to listening to this song the last time i broke up. No difference to this time, i'm still listening to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one difference i spot, this time, it's much more painful than any others. feels sad yet weird, im not crying now, on the first night. dont know if im already immuned or im too tired to cry. or maybe i still haven't face it properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am back to single again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cant fall asleep no matter how tired my body and soul are. no matter how tiring my eyes are, i just cant seem to close them. im scared of the images popping up my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this for good. is this for real. is this true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up lil hunny, yes it is. pull your eyes open and see the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never knew the pain is so untouchable, so fake... im diving in the fantasy... dun seem to want to wake up. this dream is over hunny, so wake up. move on move on. someone tells me these? tomorrow is a better day. but how bout tonight? THINK OF TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but how good tomorrow is ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4709624764455227529-6355435988948666208?l=joyce-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://joyce-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-immortal.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Joyce Siaw)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4709624764455227529.post-8503725353419839094</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Jul 2009 04:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-08T22:29:58.301-07:00</atom:updated><title>If your internet line sux... u probably gonna wait really long for pics. lol</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;if your holiday is still on! just like mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Holidays r fun in a way that... you're always available for any outing and u are always so free to do whatever thing you like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;As for me, i had a boring week, last week i mean. and i finally feel so occupied this week ! until today... im able to slow down my path, sitting relaxed, blog as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;What did i do this week? I had interviews, friend's farewell party, shopping(a fruitful one!), karaoke, well, basically im always outside when the sun shines! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;alright, so finally i hv pics! actually i've transferred days ago but as said, i was busy this week so now only i could upload them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Deeviah's Farewell Party @ Telawi Street Bistro, Bangsar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the size is not properly edit as im too lazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh61/joycesiaw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Joyce072.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 417px" height="568" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh61/joycesiaw/Joyce072.jpg" width="399" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh61/joycesiaw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Joyce034.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh61/joycesiaw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Joyce039.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 634px; HEIGHT: 601px" height="693" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh61/joycesiaw/Joyce039.jpg" width="890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh61/joycesiaw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Joyce042.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 624px; HEIGHT: 529px" height="620" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh61/joycesiaw/Joyce042.jpg" width="812" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh61/joycesiaw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Joyce047.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 470px; HEIGHT: 933px" height="933" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh61/joycesiaw/Joyce047.jpg" width="414" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh61/joycesiaw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Joyce055.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 667px; HEIGHT: 644px" height="646" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh61/joycesiaw/Joyce055.jpg" width="669" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh61/joycesiaw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Joyce035.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="887" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh61/joycesiaw/Joyce035.jpg" width="558" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh61/joycesiaw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Joyce059.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="617" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh61/joycesiaw/Joyce059.jpg" width="666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh61/joycesiaw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Joyce050.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 462px; HEIGHT: 486px" height="630" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh61/joycesiaw/Joyce050.jpg" width="732" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh61/joycesiaw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Joyce036.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 639px; HEIGHT: 590px" height="590" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh61/joycesiaw/Joyce036.jpg" width="595" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh61/joycesiaw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Joyce075.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh61/joycesiaw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Joyce078.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 636px; HEIGHT: 666px" height="690" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh61/joycesiaw/Joyce078.jpg" width="712" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s253.photobucket.com/albums/hh61/joycesiaw/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Joyce068.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 616px; HEIGHT: 877px" height="892" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh61/joycesiaw/Joyce068.jpg" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4709624764455227529-8503725353419839094?l=joyce-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://joyce-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-your-internet-line-sux-u-probably.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Joyce Siaw)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4709624764455227529.post-5344715556602902658</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Jul 2009 13:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-01T06:59:16.427-07:00</atom:updated><title>patheticcc</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im sure u would love to know how a student on 3 months holiday would spend her time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;everytime before my holidays come, i'll have a whole long list of plans, to-dos so that i wont be a redundant someone, sleeping at home 24/7 complaining bored and feel like a retard. Sadly, none of my plan comes true, everytime! and yes, not as expected, im the one who complains BORED TO DEATH now. And, i also wonder when is my new sem starting !!! cant wait for it !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i hate waking up early, i hate scratching my heads over tough subjects, i hate burning midnight oil studying for tests, i hate travelling all the way to my college for classes, i hate preparing for exams, i dunno why i feel completely different now. i wish i can go classes again, studying for subjects, researching for assignments and stuffs! oh, pathetic!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;u know, i feel so ... (lemme find a right word to explain my feeling) *after 5 mins* gosh, i really dunno how to explain how i feel ~ i just, dont wanna stuck in pet society for the entire day, googling over thousands of stuffs, chasing after bizarre gossips, do everything to try to make myself feel useful. im like, wasting my life... seeing my life fading slowly away! not exaggerating. im sure no one likes to feel useless, had nothing done in a whole 24hours, lay your palm to your mom to get money! tsk tsk. this is what i am. sad huh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4709624764455227529-5344715556602902658?l=joyce-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://joyce-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/patheticcc.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Joyce Siaw)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4709624764455227529.post-3561264739949920278</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Jun 2009 09:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-21T02:22:30.633-07:00</atom:updated><title>Rachelle's birthday outing @ Poppy Garden</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'd say, finally... i have an entry with pictures. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i gain a lot alot of weight !!! i became a lazy bum in holidays and i eat and sleep a lot. guess it's time to hit the gym!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this outing is a little special, why say so? because this time we clubbed with people we've never seen them in anything else than school uniform! yes, basically a highschool reunion. so it's pretty fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor me forgot to bring my camera that night, i was actually put it on the table, i just forgot the step to put it into my bag! arh. such a waste. cause u know i hardly party i hardly wear nicenice make up nice nice and etc. but luckily we had rach, maggie and halle's cameras and after synchronizing, here's our pics!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Sj35I86yaEI/AAAAAAAAAdI/KGZY3zUFa8U/s1600-h/5182_96175652381_571432381_2504029_2522305_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Sj35I86yaEI/AAAAAAAAAdI/KGZY3zUFa8U/s400/5182_96175652381_571432381_2504029_2522305_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349705864572987458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Sj35IhOv66I/AAAAAAAAAdA/BaK6MkSIIfQ/s1600-h/5182_96175642381_571432381_2504027_4834099_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Sj35IhOv66I/AAAAAAAAAdA/BaK6MkSIIfQ/s400/5182_96175642381_571432381_2504027_4834099_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349705857140517794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Sj35IcIWtII/AAAAAAAAAc4/cyVMsajLAzo/s1600-h/5182_96175632381_571432381_2504025_5696909_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Sj35IcIWtII/AAAAAAAAAc4/cyVMsajLAzo/s400/5182_96175632381_571432381_2504025_5696909_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349705855771522178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;the long time no see &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jack Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Sj35IHj9exI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YhJIQrE-H9A/s1600-h/5182_96175587381_571432381_2504017_5727602_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Sj35IHj9exI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YhJIQrE-H9A/s400/5182_96175587381_571432381_2504017_5727602_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349705850250165010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The attendees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Sj34_I2J0RI/AAAAAAAAAco/1N11fEnB3mw/s1600-h/5182_96172582381_571432381_2503959_6039989_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Sj34_I2J0RI/AAAAAAAAAco/1N11fEnB3mw/s400/5182_96172582381_571432381_2503959_6039989_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349705695976083730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;the posers (Ken, Kelvin, Jacktan, Mathew)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Sj34-zYQUGI/AAAAAAAAAcg/SY_aflyGjzU/s1600-h/5182_96172577381_571432381_2503958_50647_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Sj34-zYQUGI/AAAAAAAAAcg/SY_aflyGjzU/s400/5182_96172577381_571432381_2503958_50647_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349705690213535842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Maggie &amp;amp; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Sj34-_jH4-I/AAAAAAAAAcY/50uZRpOA6ZY/s1600-h/5182_96170372381_571432381_2503848_5208019_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Sj34-_jH4-I/AAAAAAAAAcY/50uZRpOA6ZY/s400/5182_96170372381_571432381_2503848_5208019_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349705693480346594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The Girlies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Sj34-uQMlrI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/q7ta98lAaUY/s1600-h/5134_219971590610_795750610_7579174_659631_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Sj34-uQMlrI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/q7ta98lAaUY/s400/5134_219971590610_795750610_7579174_659631_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349705688837559986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Camwhore with the camwhore queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Sj34-dMzs-I/AAAAAAAAAcI/U5jXef0LOB8/s1600-h/4806_100549756178_569576178_2527389_5678831_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Sj34-dMzs-I/AAAAAAAAAcI/U5jXef0LOB8/s400/4806_100549756178_569576178_2527389_5678831_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349705684259943394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Oh, u know who he is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Sj34h-2oqHI/AAAAAAAAAcA/wtgAEYUnHX0/s1600-h/4806_100548706178_569576178_2527380_7548784_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Sj34h-2oqHI/AAAAAAAAAcA/wtgAEYUnHX0/s400/4806_100548706178_569576178_2527380_7548784_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349705195077544050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ChenLing, my neighbour back in hometown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Sj34h1KJCJI/AAAAAAAAAb4/jMMWQWDlnWA/s1600-h/4806_100548696178_569576178_2527378_2235177_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Sj34h1KJCJI/AAAAAAAAAb4/jMMWQWDlnWA/s400/4806_100548696178_569576178_2527378_2235177_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349705192475003026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;im so fat&lt;/span&gt; !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;that explains why i din take lots pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Sj34hUaYB-I/AAAAAAAAAbo/R8QuVC55joc/s1600-h/4806_100546796178_569576178_2527364_4504094_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Sj34hUaYB-I/AAAAAAAAAbo/R8QuVC55joc/s400/4806_100546796178_569576178_2527364_4504094_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349705183684724706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Sj34hFvrQjI/AAAAAAAAAbg/4Vgk9mrRhX0/s1600-h/4806_100546791178_569576178_2527363_270937_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Sj34hFvrQjI/AAAAAAAAAbg/4Vgk9mrRhX0/s400/4806_100546791178_569576178_2527363_270937_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349705179747533362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Me and the birthday chic&lt;/span&gt;. Stay pretty han !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;There ends the night. and i just cant wait to have next outing. cause i did not really mix along very well this time as i was having a sore eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, TOODLES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4709624764455227529-3561264739949920278?l=joyce-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://joyce-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/rachelles-birthday-outing-poppy-garden.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Joyce Siaw)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfPn8QHg3KI/Sj35I86yaEI/AAAAAAAAAdI/KGZY3zUFa8U/s72-c/5182_96175652381_571432381_2504029_2522305_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4709624764455227529.post-2744886722859688885</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 06:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-16T23:21:19.494-07:00</atom:updated><title>Updates</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hey there. sorry for being M.I.A. for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i've not been able to online for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i don't know what am i actually busy-ing over, but i just feel like i have no time to blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;its my highschool best fren's birthday today, happy birthday Rachelle. and we're gonna party at poppy tomorrow night. it has been so long since i last had fun, really wanna get crazy for this time cause i cant forsee any opportunity of going party after this one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;my eyes feel weird, like i cant open it entirely. but i sweat i had enough sleep. more than enough. or is it because i sleep too much? but my eyes r tired. i think my health is getting weaker as i always feel discomfort in different parts of my body. should i see a doctor. but what do i tell the doctor? i feel discomfort , all parts. hahaha. shiznit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;oh by the way, im really happy and i think i shall put on a wide smile, i passed my exams. thank god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;nothing much to update now. till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4709624764455227529-2744886722859688885?l=joyce-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://joyce-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/updates.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Joyce Siaw)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4709624764455227529.post-4787781557010864073</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 May 2009 15:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-28T09:23:36.174-07:00</atom:updated><title>Anticipate...</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the nearer the time is getting to meeting mat, the more impatient i am !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;why do i talk like i've gone somewhere for a year. Nooo. i've been away only for less than two weeks. 8 days to be exact. but i already miss him soooooo muchhh! im even nervous to see him again hahaha. call me silly, yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im beginning really lazy to do anything but to wait until tomorrow! today after two mins. okok. i dunno and dun want to tell you how desperate i am to see him again. so, toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4709624764455227529-4787781557010864073?l=joyce-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://joyce-s.blogspot.com/2009/05/anticipate.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Joyce Siaw)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4709624764455227529.post-4405060357218728889</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 May 2009 07:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-23T00:44:14.092-07:00</atom:updated><title>Sick of holidays</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh my gosh i am so bored. so damn bored seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;when i have classes everyday i was anticipating my holidays when now my holidays just begin and i am dying of boredom already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i have no mood to go out but staying home is so dead sometimes. other than playing with suri my dog i dunno whatelse i can do. i really dont sleep a lot. not a drama fans. come on... u tell me whatelse can i do. *scratch head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4709624764455227529-4405060357218728889?l=joyce-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://joyce-s.blogspot.com/2009/05/sick-of-holidays.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Joyce Siaw)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4709624764455227529.post-4992821173821702491</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 May 2009 03:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-13T20:43:12.472-07:00</atom:updated><title>Exam is over</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;exam is o-o-o-o-over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i feel quite fast actually, it's like it ends before i really go into the mad fever of doing revision. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;what i wanna do most is get a camera and take pics everywhere and continue bloggin' *big smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i wanna capture down my dog's life and also mine. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;one year is short sometimes... another less than a week im gonna celebrate my 1st anniversary with mat :) *happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4709624764455227529-4992821173821702491?l=joyce-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://joyce-s.blogspot.com/2009/05/exam-is-over.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Joyce Siaw)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4709624764455227529.post-2338378909986881874</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Apr 2009 18:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-25T11:52:32.123-07:00</atom:updated><title>just out of boredom</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;argh what will you do when u r tired n ur head feels like exploding but u r still stucked with your damn books in the middle of the night ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;SLEEPING , DUH ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Uhuh, very smart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but i dont feel like it yet, i just wanna take a break before moving on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Can i bring up some topics and opine them? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sometimes i dunno why do people need to study and i used to ask my friends when i was young, who invented EDUCATION. aww that was so innocent. haha. but seriously, who said education is so important that we shouldnt leave it OUT OF OUR LIFE? aww, i just wanna have fun !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;fun needs money, and money comes from salary of your job. Job comes from your employer and employer sees how educated u are. SO THAT IS THE DAMN REASON WHY I AM STUCKED WITH MY KNOWLEDGE NOW ! ya so dun complain, go back to study hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but seriously, why cant i find my hidden talent and make a profit out of it? like maybe im such a great painter, or im best at shouting, how bout my singing voice resembles angel's voice and people pay me to sing. shit that would be excellent! and what if i just stay home take pic n blog like xiaxue and i live like her, luxury *blink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;or maybe im hot and pretty enough that i go for some photoshoot n get thousands per session?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;okay i know im pretty dumb saying things like this now. so switch topic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hmm, let's talk bout... how to relax your going-to-explode-head ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;this is pretty torturing when ur head is screaming and u dunno what to do. i think when i sleep later i can dream of nothing by case names. sometimes i love studying n sometimes i hate. i love studying when i can slack off n skip class the next day not like working ur wage of the day get cut by skipping work. i hate it when i have to study for exam while exam is coming nearer and nearer! goddamnit why cant i have my good time sleeping shit :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4709624764455227529-2338378909986881874?l=joyce-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://joyce-s.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-out-of-boredom.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Joyce Siaw)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item></channel></rss>