<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:16:05.896+08:00</updated><category term='Reviews/Recommendations'/><category term='Family/Friends'/><category term='Emo'/><category term='PhotoBlog'/><category term='Snapshots'/><category term='Picnic of Love'/><category term='Inner Intentions'/><category term='Whinings/iRant'/><category term='My Zhu Tao'/><category term='Annoncement'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='Amusing Anecdotes'/><category term='Shopping'/><category term='random'/><category term='Uncatagorized'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Nostalgic'/><category term='Jukebox'/><category term='History'/><category term='Petty Poetry'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='school'/><category term='Partying'/><category term='Daily Drivel'/><title type='text'>jo4nn3@blogspotDOTcom</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>983</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-8507831791474080039</id><published>2008-01-17T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T12:16:39.652+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoncement'/><title type='text'>I HAVE MOVED.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://realmofobscurities.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;http://realmofobscurities.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Please update your links and bookmarks.&lt;br /&gt;See you there. Ciao. ♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-8507831791474080039?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/8507831791474080039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=8507831791474080039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/8507831791474080039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/8507831791474080039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-have-moved.html' title='I HAVE MOVED.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-1464667027464912809</id><published>2008-01-16T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T02:28:25.364+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner Intentions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>Goodbye adolescent years, and hello adulthood! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4zs4Gjj0RI/AAAAAAAAB40/QWliK7v5oxs/s1600-h/DSC00014.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155756122008965394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4zs4Gjj0RI/AAAAAAAAB40/QWliK7v5oxs/s320/DSC00014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 21st birthday to ME! :D&lt;br /&gt;heh, 21st. i've got the KEY to everything. especially, to your heart. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a really simple yet sweet advanced celebration with CY earlier on. just nice he had nights out today! hahaha. dear, i &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;really&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; feel it now. :) had a really nice long chat with him too, but he's still ever so cheeky. haha! thank you, still, for being my listener 24/7. there are many things which i can't find the right words to express, so be the wormie in my tummy, and i'm sure you'll know it one day. i love you, still. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;21 years of my life. what have i gained? what have i lost?&lt;br /&gt;it's like another milestone of my life; the golden year and all that stuffs. every year has been a rollercoaster ride for me. with achievements and mistakes made in my life. from these, i learnt alot about life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in one of my previous posts, i mentioned that i hated changes. i still do. but right now, i feel i needed a change right now. not the sort of bigbig change, but just... a change. probably, to grow up a little? there are many things which my old ways of thinking won't get me through. i need to think like an adult now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for my first step of a-change, i'm thinking of moving my blog!&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmm. shall start working on the layout or something.&lt;br /&gt;i want to bring my life, career, relationship and wealth to a better next level!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after the 21st, i doubt i'll be looking forward to birthdays anymore. old. haha!&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/14764696-1464667027464912809?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/1464667027464912809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=1464667027464912809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/1464667027464912809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/1464667027464912809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2008/01/goodbye-adolescent-years-and-hello.html' title='Goodbye adolescent years, and hello adulthood! :D'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4zs4Gjj0RI/AAAAAAAAB40/QWliK7v5oxs/s72-c/DSC00014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-1984143741584014233</id><published>2008-01-14T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T12:30:15.438+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i just hope the same thing won't happen again. don't make me worry liao okay? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhooooos. my weekend has been pretty simple, but pleasant enough. CY and i had Dim Sum supper at Geylang Lorong 17, followed by a midnight show down at Bishan J8 on friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4rjX2jj0QI/AAAAAAAAB4s/VHkn8Zcf2XE/s1600-h/img4129.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155182722400112898" style="CURSOR: hand" height="260" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4rjX2jj0QI/AAAAAAAAB4s/VHkn8Zcf2XE/s320/img4129.jpg" width="174" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;caught this, which i personally think has a bad twist. am i the dumb one or most viewers are like me - catch no balls. haha! however, this show has really disgusting visuals! eurgh. i  still very much prefer "Alone" by the same production. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on saturday, CY and i went for a walk at Chinatown, before having our dinner at Beach Cabana along ECP. pretty nice chill-out place, i must say. took a walk, before we head back. turned in pretty late that night, because i was worried. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanged out a little on sunday, before it was time for CY to book in. and we saw one of the prettiest rainbow together. :) anyway, i just traded in my handphone, because my previous one went haywired already. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrightys, just a short update. 2 more days to 21st. not looking forward, because my celebration is over. haha! off to lunch. toodles~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-1984143741584014233?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/1984143741584014233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-6019690652428256447</id><published>2008-01-13T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T12:51:08.911+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Unavoidable.</title><content type='html'>I hate changes, but they are inevitable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-6019690652428256447?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/6019690652428256447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=6019690652428256447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;is there a language whereby nobody, except aliens, can understand? i think there is, and i want to master that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isdtesfy.inmay,bamfes.ijfrdau,ayysctmyagtd.idwtcytwikqtwd,bdyfmd?&lt;br /&gt;iryutmabmssanam.ykinthtp,aintetgak,btdmyctmsl!fsstwantihtcmbwy.jyam.gwiin,ip....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just needed a rant. i bet after awhile, i can't even remember what i just coded and typed above, but well, it's a release at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-3736251232280330438?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/3736251232280330438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=3736251232280330438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/3736251232280330438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/3736251232280330438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2008/01/speechless.html' title='Grant me the serenity to accept things i cannot change, courage to change things i can, and wisdom to know the difference.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-7618994729315030623</id><published>2008-01-10T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T20:05:55.656+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jukebox'/><title type='text'>一辈子我要做你的女孩</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;星空下去爱 去爱&lt;br /&gt;漫舞在云端 徘徊&lt;br /&gt;夜晚环绕只有你我&lt;br /&gt;一支舞的时间够不够&lt;br /&gt;星空下相爱 相爱&lt;br /&gt;我害羞期待 等待&lt;br /&gt;只要和你一起就够&lt;br /&gt;一辈子我要做你的 女孩&lt;br /&gt;看着你朝我走来 我故作无意姿态&lt;br /&gt;灯火渐燃舞池中 仿佛眼中 剩我&lt;br /&gt;你问我是否能够 共舞一首牵我的手&lt;br /&gt;融化你我在舞步中 音乐放慢 拥抱着我&lt;br /&gt;节奏里 感觉到你心跳加快&lt;br /&gt;不赶时间 我们会有一整个夜晚&lt;br /&gt;星空下去爱 去爱&lt;br /&gt;漫舞在云端 徘徊&lt;br /&gt;夜晚环绕只有你我 一支舞的时间够不够&lt;br /&gt;星空下相爱 相爱&lt;br /&gt;我害羞期待 等待&lt;br /&gt;只要和你一起就够&lt;br /&gt;一辈子我要做你的 女孩&lt;br /&gt;朋友说别太容易相信 一见钟情不值得信赖&lt;br /&gt;太多破碎的心 是因感觉来的 太快&lt;br /&gt;我也知道太不应该 如此冲动自找伤害&lt;br /&gt;千万别轻易表心态 但是无奈 心跑太快&lt;br /&gt;你保证我 你不会轻易走开&lt;br /&gt;我答应你 让我们拥有更多个夜晚&lt;br /&gt;就是现在 Tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Kengey updated her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://d-star.diaryland.com/100108.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-7618994729315030623?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/7618994729315030623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=7618994729315030623' title='0 Comments'/><link 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so pissed off today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what has me taking leave got to do with YOU? i'm not even collecting my salary from YOU. how about YOU going on leave for 2 long weeks, did you hear me talking about YOU, behind YOUR back? want to talk about me, say it to my face, not at my back! whatever it is, i believe all that is not something YOU should care about. and what's YOUR problem? it's MY party, and i decide who i want to invite, why make a fuss behind MY back about me not inviting YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and YOU, please keep all YOUR comments to YOURSELF.&lt;br /&gt;now i understand why everyone's boycotting some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised, something is not right about me today.&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness i practiced anger management, and that i've got patience.&lt;br /&gt;and i just have to whine it off, and i'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;so my blog is the outlet i vent my anger at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, and i'm okay already.&lt;br /&gt;just feeling a little violated and pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-7924259027864187493?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/7924259027864187493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=7924259027864187493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7924259027864187493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7924259027864187493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2008/01/anger-is-short-lived-madness.html' title='Anger is short-lived madness.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-5850563043937231014</id><published>2008-01-07T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T00:59:08.054+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>Nobody ever made me feel this way, i'm gonna stickwitchu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;happy 3rd Month, dearest CY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been through many over the months, and i'm really happy to see you being part of my life. be it with me, my family or my friends. from now on, i hope to be able to achieve a deeper understanding between the both of us, that we can not talk or meet everyday and yet still feel the closeness, that we can not say things aloud and yet the unsaid still resonates loudly in our hearts, that there is not a need to say "I Love You" often but still feel it so clearly through each other's actions, that we can support each other in times of need and grow into a future together. so, will you do that with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i love you so. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-5850563043937231014?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/5850563043937231014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=5850563043937231014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family/Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>My Advanced 21st Birthday Bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my deepest gratitude to my family, CY, my relatives, my colleagues and of cause, MY DEAR FRIENDS, for making my advanced birthday celebration such a fab one! i'm truly touched and blessed. :D needless to say, the party was a huge success with many surprises planned for me. love you all lah.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;YY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i don't know how to go about blogging about my party, as it has been a really unforgettable, memorable and awesome party i ever had in my life. i just couldn't take my mind off it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything began with that huge disappointment of which CY has been assigned to do guard duty during my celebration. it turned out to be part of everybody's surprise plot &lt;b&gt;one&lt;/b&gt;. i was really upset on Friday night, but just went along with my party plans. checked into the chalet at 3pm on Saturday afternoon with my family. and for that, i'm really thankful to Han De who offers to book this chalet at a much cheaper rate under his name. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4DxfmjjzvI/AAAAAAAAB0o/DA_9DQmaAok/s1600-h/DSCF3725.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152383498939780850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4DxfmjjzvI/AAAAAAAAB0o/DA_9DQmaAok/s320/DSCF3725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bungalow 13. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4Dx2GjjzwI/AAAAAAAAB0w/1LvI-ArQomw/s1600-h/DSCF3726.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152383885486837506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4Dx2GjjzwI/AAAAAAAAB0w/1LvI-ArQomw/s320/DSCF3726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my daddy dearest. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we rented bikes, mahjong sets and waited for kengey and co. to arrive at 4ish. I'M SO TOUCHED BY EVERYTHING THEY HAVE DONE FOR ME!! from the decorations (p.s: i really love that balloon and flowers!) to ferrying CY into the chalet to all the surprises. no words can describe how glad i am to have all of you as my friends and how bad i'm feeling now for being such a &lt;em&gt;rather&lt;/em&gt; bad friend in the past. i resolve to be a better friend from now onwards ok? i hope it's not too late. :) and i believe by saying 'Kengey and co' is abit unfair, so i'll name them all, but that doesn't mean the rest of my friends aren't important ok? thousand and millions of 'thank you' to kengey, li'e, puay siang, wei li , jie hao and buggy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4DzJmjjzxI/AAAAAAAAB04/noAFPNyDdWw/s1600-h/DSCF3727.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152385320005914386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4DzJmjjzxI/AAAAAAAAB04/noAFPNyDdWw/s320/DSCF3727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4D5BGjjzyI/AAAAAAAAB1A/8oywtXWU7lY/s1600-h/DSCF3731.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152391771046792994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4D5BGjjzyI/AAAAAAAAB1A/8oywtXWU7lY/s320/DSCF3731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at about 5ish, everyone became so secretive about 'fetching buggy' or 'getting things from whitesands', so neth drove outta the chalet.. TO PICK CY UP! :D kengey was asking me to follow her to the main door, and there CY was, hiding. haha! :D and so that's surprise 1. i went to change, while while the rest began their mahjong session. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at about 6ish, my guests began coming in. and here comes surprise 2, which buggy was in it too. haha! they were telling me that they're giving me a LANCER 9961 as a gift, but because i've no license yet, so i'm only allowed to see the boot only. i was given the keys, and everyone pulled me to open up neth's car boot, and ta-dah, all the presents and flowers from them are inside and i've to open them one by one. two words - i'm touched. :) thank you NETH for that touching idea. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, more of my relatives and friends came, ate, mingled, played mahjong, and etc. there's such a big crowd, that i'm feeling at a lost. i hope i wasn't a bad host. and thank you all for coming and all the well wishes on my guestbook. even some of my old friends and colleagues whom i've invited turned up too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the cake cutting session, we sure toooooook a long time taking pictures! hahaha. i'll make do with a few pictures later, because i'm still waiting for all the pictures from ALL the cameras. :D btw, i even had one professional photographer - buggy! thank you bugbug!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after cutting cake, kengey had another surprise for me. i had to light up some cloth which she used to form "Happy Birthday Jo" on a wire gauze. the effects were beautiful, and they even got CY to video it down. can't wait to look at the pictures and video! guys, send them to me alrights! so touched. thank you, keng. =) anyway, i think we shall wait for kengey to update her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://d-star.diaryland.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; for her FULL description about everything. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of my guests left at 10ish - 11ish, and there's only a small bunch who stayed and played mahjong throughout the whole night. i really really had alot of fun..... this is so unforgettable. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4D5XGjjzzI/AAAAAAAAB1I/4aiOEGEB_wY/s1600-h/DSCF3732.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152392149003915058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4D5XGjjzzI/AAAAAAAAB1I/4aiOEGEB_wY/s320/DSCF3732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday cake. thank you, dear bro, for it! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4D6aWjjz0I/AAAAAAAAB1Q/I7FvnS48_ps/s1600-h/DSCF3734.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152393304350117698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4D6aWjjz0I/AAAAAAAAB1Q/I7FvnS48_ps/s320/DSCF3734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the buffet line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4D7vGjjz2I/AAAAAAAAB1g/QLC7MSnrtog/s1600-h/DSCF3748.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152394760344031074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4D7vGjjz2I/AAAAAAAAB1g/QLC7MSnrtog/s320/DSCF3748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my knight in shining armor. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4D682jjz1I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/xENbe7D0A0I/s1600-h/DSCF3746.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152393897055604562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4D682jjz1I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/xENbe7D0A0I/s320/DSCF3746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4D8IGjjz3I/AAAAAAAAB1o/4viw1gKvS54/s1600-h/DSCF3750.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152395189840760690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4D8IGjjz3I/AAAAAAAAB1o/4viw1gKvS54/s320/DSCF3750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you, girl, for listening to my cries Friday night. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4D8tmjjz4I/AAAAAAAAB1w/qmpVeSO5mvc/s1600-h/DSCF3752.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152395834085855106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4D8tmjjz4I/AAAAAAAAB1w/qmpVeSO5mvc/s320/DSCF3752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my long time sista - AMY! :) sorry girl, i hope you don't take it to heart about what my relatives teased about you and your boy. lol. &lt;i&gt;winks*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4D9O2jjz6I/AAAAAAAAB18/GjL32u6YFsA/s1600-h/DSCF3758.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152396405316505506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4D9O2jjz6I/AAAAAAAAB18/GjL32u6YFsA/s320/DSCF3758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my everything. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4D9lmjjz7I/AAAAAAAAB2E/3a4PIKhPkpo/s1600-h/DSCF3760.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152396796158529458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4D9lmjjz7I/AAAAAAAAB2E/3a4PIKhPkpo/s320/DSCF3760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dearrrrrrrr. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4D96mjjz8I/AAAAAAAAB2M/Aipmf7BBhio/s1600-h/DSCF3769.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152397156935782338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4D96mjjz8I/AAAAAAAAB2M/Aipmf7BBhio/s320/DSCF3769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beloved colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4D-bmjjz9I/AAAAAAAAB2U/2wwyroHRNc4/s1600-h/DSCF3770.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152397723871465426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4D-bmjjz9I/AAAAAAAAB2U/2wwyroHRNc4/s320/DSCF3770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ex-colleagues from Conrad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4D-32jjz-I/AAAAAAAAB2c/VGwdAgkG9Pc/s1600-h/DSCF3763.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152398209202769890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4D-32jjz-I/AAAAAAAAB2c/VGwdAgkG9Pc/s320/DSCF3763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4D_Qmjjz_I/AAAAAAAAB2k/tP0yRDXDVtA/s1600-h/DSCF3771.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152398634404532210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4D_Qmjjz_I/AAAAAAAAB2k/tP0yRDXDVtA/s320/DSCF3771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LSX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4D_hGjj0AI/AAAAAAAAB2s/iQzL23xYerc/s1600-h/DSCF3772.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152398917872373762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4D_hGjj0AI/AAAAAAAAB2s/iQzL23xYerc/s320/DSCF3772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondary schoolmates. 7-8 years and up.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4EAGGjj0BI/AAAAAAAAB20/TF34tXcQptw/s1600-h/DSCF3773.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152399553527533586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4EAGGjj0BI/AAAAAAAAB20/TF34tXcQptw/s320/DSCF3773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wei liang, rebecca and buggy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4EAnGjj0CI/AAAAAAAAB28/RO4P6V11rPs/s1600-h/DSCF3775.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152400120463216674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4EAnGjj0CI/AAAAAAAAB28/RO4P6V11rPs/s320/DSCF3775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kang wei and di ling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4EB_2jj0DI/AAAAAAAAB3E/MU-EwCWqSNo/s1600-h/DSCF3776.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152401645176606770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4EB_2jj0DI/AAAAAAAAB3E/MU-EwCWqSNo/s320/DSCF3776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4ECdGjj0EI/AAAAAAAAB3M/7UmMRHSq8fw/s1600-h/DSCF3791.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152402147687780418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4ECdGjj0EI/AAAAAAAAB3M/7UmMRHSq8fw/s320/DSCF3791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my poly classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4EJKGjj0FI/AAAAAAAAB3U/C6kHkvr6a34/s1600-h/DSCF3713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152409517851660370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4EJKGjj0FI/AAAAAAAAB3U/C6kHkvr6a34/s320/DSCF3713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my DIY guest book. i know it's ugly. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4EJg2jj0GI/AAAAAAAAB3c/_BetOm6r9ys/s1600-h/DSCF3792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152409908693684322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4EJg2jj0GI/AAAAAAAAB3c/_BetOm6r9ys/s320/DSCF3792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and the gift from neth and my grandson, jiehao. mini bottles filled with Vodka; 'happy birthday joanne' stickers on the bottles; forming "21". really sweet of them. haha. :) btw, this was in the car boot surprise i meantioned earlier on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4EKGGjj0HI/AAAAAAAAB3k/Hvjmsqbo6dA/s1600-h/DSCF3803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152410548643811442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4EKGGjj0HI/AAAAAAAAB3k/Hvjmsqbo6dA/s320/DSCF3803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4EKm2jj0II/AAAAAAAAB3s/H8Q3yzFun2w/s1600-h/DSCF3799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152411111284527234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4EKm2jj0II/AAAAAAAAB3s/H8Q3yzFun2w/s320/DSCF3799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 'ang pau' toilet roll and jigsaw puzzle of my big face from kengey. haha. 21 ang paus, with meaningful messages and little gifts in it. so unique. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4ELEGjj0JI/AAAAAAAAB30/6jQd-U5xE9g/s1600-h/DSCF3794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152411613795700882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4ELEGjj0JI/AAAAAAAAB30/6jQd-U5xE9g/s320/DSCF3794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4ELd2jj0KI/AAAAAAAAB38/U6H4b1k6wRk/s1600-h/DSCF3795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152412056177332386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4ELd2jj0KI/AAAAAAAAB38/U6H4b1k6wRk/s320/DSCF3795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;handmade gifts from li'e. i felt it, girl. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4ELvmjj0LI/AAAAAAAAB4E/mnzCQOWOmUg/s1600-h/DSCF3807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152412361120010418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4ELvmjj0LI/AAAAAAAAB4E/mnzCQOWOmUg/s320/DSCF3807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samsung mp3 player from dong, yun, froggie, lee hong and roy. just what i needed. thanks guys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4EMVGjj0MI/AAAAAAAAB4M/aINFvsJegPc/s1600-h/DSCF3801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152413005365104834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4EMVGjj0MI/AAAAAAAAB4M/aINFvsJegPc/s320/DSCF3801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4EMoWjj0NI/AAAAAAAAB4U/Ot7NpedSovI/s1600-h/DSCF3809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152413336077586642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4EMoWjj0NI/AAAAAAAAB4U/Ot7NpedSovI/s320/DSCF3809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4ENFmjj0OI/AAAAAAAAB4c/RO2BuaHU-cg/s1600-h/DSCF3806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152413838588760290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4ENFmjj0OI/AAAAAAAAB4c/RO2BuaHU-cg/s320/DSCF3806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4ENY2jj0PI/AAAAAAAAB4k/6goxj2f8MO4/s1600-h/DSCF3810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152414169301242098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R4ENY2jj0PI/AAAAAAAAB4k/6goxj2f8MO4/s320/DSCF3810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the other gifts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised i do not have many pictures from my camera, hence i'll upload the rest to my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jo4nn3.multiply.com/photos" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MULTIPLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; once i've gotten my hands on them. teehee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, this morning we checked out at 10am. on our way back, my dad's car's tyre punctured along TPE! we had to unload the boot, and my dad, bro and CY had to change the tyre along the road shoulder. with everyone totally zonked out, this sure is one tough shit. and my dad had to spend lots of $ on replacing the tyres. darn it. :/ ohwells, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least, thank you to those who turned up last night, and made my birthday celebration a memorable one. kudos to those who really put in the efforts to make me feel so touched. thank you for all the thoughtful gifts, ang paus and well wishes. appreciate it alot alot. this is the best birthday celebration i've ever had. really. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/14764696-2521405962964785867?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/2521405962964785867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=2521405962964785867' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-8108173051267471469</id><published>2008-01-04T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T20:10:39.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whinings/iRant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>#@#%$^ Gahmen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;why of all weeks, CY must get selected for guard duty this week? WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYY? he won't be able to book out until Sunday, which means, he won't be going to my 21st birthday celebration! i know, i still have my family and friends to celebrate with me, but ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't imagine me celebrating, enjoying and partying when my dear boy's guarding that damn gate or patrolling round the camp. just that thought itself is so torturous! i can't stand the thought of him not able to see me in that birthday dress he picked for me. i can't stand the thought that he won't be in the picture together with my birthday cake. i can't stand the thought that he can't share that joy in person! i know i still can share everything with him after that, but the feeling will be so different..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn, please tell me this is a joke. &lt;i&gt;wails*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-8108173051267471469?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/8108173051267471469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=8108173051267471469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/8108173051267471469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/8108173051267471469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2008/01/gahmen.html' title='#@#%$^ Gahmen!'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-1788297252616501548</id><published>2008-01-01T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T21:56:46.017+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family/Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>Happy 2008!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;first and foremost, HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! may 2008 be fruitful and fulfilling for everyone out there. :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/dreee/4b9de164389322/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;even though i haven't been doing much progressive stuffs over the weekend, i still can't help feeling like a walking zombie. i have insufficient SLEEP! =( i wasn't exactly HAHA happy, but at least i'm contented. =) let's see what have i been during the last few days of 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, 28/12/07:&lt;/b&gt; had a new hair cut, and coloured my hair at the salon nearby. it wasn't exactly a big change of style, but just a little fringe cut. haha! went to my colleague's wedding at Turf City in the evening. really glad to see my favourite neighbour once again! sat with her, and the rest of my colleagues and we had some fun eating and crapping together. i really love attending wedding functions, because the blissful faces of the couple really really warms my heart. and they have been together for 9 years.. awwwww. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R3pA6GjjztI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/KZDg8k5WNZM/s1600-h/DSCF3705.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150500490787933906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R3pA6GjjztI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/KZDg8k5WNZM/s320/DSCF3705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R3pBFmjjzuI/AAAAAAAAB0g/SYRIEAwHzMk/s1600-h/DSCF3707.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150500688356429538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R3pBFmjjzuI/AAAAAAAAB0g/SYRIEAwHzMk/s320/DSCF3707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took my colleague's car to newton before cabbing down to Seng Kang to CY's friend's place for mahjong. or rather, i watched CY and his friends played throughout the night. i only helped CY played a few games. and guess what? i sat it through with them till 6am in the morning. i'm amazed by my own patience. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, 29/12/07:&lt;/b&gt; slept in till late afternoon, before CY and i head out to order my birthday cake. teeheehee. although there are some things here and there which kinda made me NOT looking forward to my birthday anymore, i'll still try my best to be happy and contented. :) after ordering my cake, which looks kinda bimbotic-ly sweet, CY and i took a bus to Changi Airport for &lt;u&gt;Popeye's&lt;/u&gt; dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite being suuuuuuuuuuperrrrrr tired, we hadn't wanted to end our SATURDAY so early. and so, guess what? we got 2 mahjong 'legs' for an overnight session at my place. i got yun and CY got his friend, zheng wen. we started our games at 12am, and ended at 7am. HAHAHA! i swear my eyes were closing during the last few rounds. DAMN TIRED! as expected, i lost money. CY was the sole BIG winner. haha, still good enough. HOOOORAY! :) &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;b&gt;Sunday, 30/12/07:&lt;/b&gt; didn't do much, except hanging out with CY at his place, watching shows and pigging out, before i head back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, 31/12/07, NYE:&lt;/b&gt; went to work for half day. company has got buffet lunch, before everybody's off from 1pm onwards. went to meet CY after work, and dong joined us last minute. the 3 of us head to kengey's place for MAHJONG again. LOL. CY and i shared, and we played with kengey, neth and dong. had so much fun laughing with them, and guess what? CY and i were the SOLE winner that day. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for jie hao to come over, before leaving kengey's place for our celebration. dong went to meet his friends, whereas the rest of us went to meet tat loon at Marina Bay. we had steamboat dinner! haha. so nice and fun eating with my friends and CY. i bet kengey had the most fun fighting with those prawns. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went City Hall after dinner. despite the terrible crowds, we wanted to catch the fireworks display so badly too. felt so safe with CY's protection. :) we managed to find a &lt;i&gt;rather&lt;/i&gt; good spot to watch the display. it's practically right above our heads! i swear it was so breathtakingly beautiful! :) hmm, let's all book a hotel room nearby next year to catch the display instead. free from rubbing and buaing then! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;squeezed through the crowds to the main road after that. when i said squeeze, it's really squeezing! luckily we manage to stick together as a group most of the times. haha! walked to Boat Quay, where we manage to take a rest. kengey, jie hao and neth head home, whereas i followed CY to meet his friends at the pubs along Circular road. his friends were pub jumping between 2 pubs, so i just tagged along. CY's friend, ah zhi (yun! the one whom we thought was QUIET during the last meet up!), "forced" me to drink 2 martell on the rock and some with mixers, and thank god i managed to stay sober. or rather, i was quiet throughout, because.. haha, CY knows it best. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanged out till 5ish before CY and i walked to Merchant Court hotel to get a taxi. so difficult to hail a cab man... anyway, i've no pictures for NYE, because we were either too busy eating (steamboat) or too sweaty (rubbing and buaing with the crowds). haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;thanks for being the best thing that happened to me in 2007. and hope it'll be the same for 2008, 2009, 2010 and so forth. Happy new year, my dear. i love you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-1788297252616501548?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/1788297252616501548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=1788297252616501548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/1788297252616501548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/1788297252616501548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-2008.html' title='Happy 2008!'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R3pA6GjjztI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/KZDg8k5WNZM/s72-c/DSCF3705.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-7062061834383736393</id><published>2007-12-30T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T15:15:04.088+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>=|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;all of a sudden, i don't feel like celebrating anymore..&lt;br /&gt;where's the sincerity? save it.&lt;br /&gt;i can't be bothered anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. will blog more about my weekend next year..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-7062061834383736393?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/7062061834383736393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=7062061834383736393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7062061834383736393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7062061834383736393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='=|'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-778497084797390836</id><published>2007-12-27T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T00:09:13.703+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nostalgic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner Intentions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>You've got magic inside your fingertips</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;with all the upcoming events (colleague's wedding, birthday preparation, NYE, etc) over this coming weekend, i reckon i'd be busy over the weekend, hence i'll probably won't have time to do my "last" entry of the year. this&lt;strong&gt; could&lt;/strong&gt; be the last. &lt;i&gt;shrugs*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, the year is coming to an end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have i done throughout the entire year 2007? what have i achieved? what have i learnt? what lessons were i taught? what have i gained and lost? what have i found and gave away? of all the things i did or did not do, what have made me think i made the right choice? what left me with regrets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the answers to these questions - endless of them. it has been a great year. at least it is, right now. no doubt i made a mistake of two in between, but all in all, it was a good lesson learnt. 2007 was indeed an eventful year, which many major events of my life took place. during first quarter of the year, i was at my final lap in Ngee Ann Poly doing my FYP. i graduated with a Diploma and started work in second quarter of the year. and during that final half, i met the love of my life (let's just hope he is. haha.). :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, the 2008 resolutions? i'll make them short and simple. 4 will do. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) STOP being a big time procrastinator.&lt;br /&gt;2) get my class 3 license!&lt;br /&gt;3) learn to whip up few dishes, and baking as well. in a nutshell, learn to COOK!&lt;br /&gt;4) to have my family, CY, and all my great friends by my side. to love and care for them unconditionally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm blessed. i just hope it stays this way. forever.&lt;br /&gt;and i just want to countdown to the new year... with you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, it was CY's night off earlier on, so i went to meet him at TM (li'e, in the end i went there still). haha! buggy joined us too, and so the 3 of us hanged out together in TM. roaming around the malls aimlessly, hitting machine in the arcade, eating and shopping. till they're suppose to book in, then i head back home. though it was a plain 3 and half hours, it was enough. teeeeeeheeeeeeeeeeeeeeheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so excited about my birthday party. are you guys feeling excited for me too? :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhooos. hope 2008 will be smooth-sailing for all of you out there!&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year (in advance)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-778497084797390836?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/778497084797390836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=778497084797390836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/778497084797390836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/778497084797390836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/12/youve-got-magic-inside-your-fingertips.html' title='You&apos;ve got magic inside your fingertips'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-3474368506362389200</id><published>2007-12-25T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T22:58:08.231+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>Unforgettable Christmas 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;merry christmas 2007!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this christmas had been really unforgettable and special to me. ikea shopping, mount faber walk, dinner at town, followed by counting down to christmas with you. simple as it may sound, but i seriously am touched by every of your gestures. and i've received the sweeeeeetest handmade gift ever. thank you dear. i'm really thankful to have you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry merry christmas, love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;YY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R3EZPWjjzqI/AAAAAAAAB0A/K7Fs7vCy2yU/s1600-h/DSC01483.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147923600604647074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R3EZPWjjzqI/AAAAAAAAB0A/K7Fs7vCy2yU/s320/DSC01483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R3EZEWjjzpI/AAAAAAAABz4/fW9Y7oVi97g/s1600-h/DSC01494.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147923411626086034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R3EZEWjjzpI/AAAAAAAABz4/fW9Y7oVi97g/s320/DSC01494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you&amp;me;pictureperfect. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R3EZo2jjzrI/AAAAAAAAB0I/W0UzW7413bw/s1600-h/DSCF3701.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147924038691311282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R3EZo2jjzrI/AAAAAAAAB0I/W0UzW7413bw/s320/DSCF3701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyouforeverythingdear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R3EZ5WjjzsI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/JdMIJB6Nnk8/s1600-h/DSCF3700.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147924322159152834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R3EZ5WjjzsI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/JdMIJB6Nnk8/s320/DSCF3700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;smiley. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/14764696-3474368506362389200?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/3474368506362389200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=3474368506362389200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/3474368506362389200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/3474368506362389200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/12/unforgettable-christmas-2007.html' title='Unforgettable Christmas 2007'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R3EZPWjjzqI/AAAAAAAAB0A/K7Fs7vCy2yU/s72-c/DSC01483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-3924972403493190457</id><published>2007-12-24T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T02:28:27.191+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>My heart knows you're the missing piece</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;our long weekend off is drawing to an end soon. it's CHRISTMAS EVE tomorrow! so what are your plans? i'm so excited to present my part 2 and 3 gifts to CY. hahaha! part 1 was a personalized EZ-link i ordered online, which i think was a pretty practical yet innovative gift. i hope you like it, dear. do look forward to your part 2 and 3 alrights? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows. this weekend had been so fab, that i want to remember it by blogging everything out. and of cause, i'll leave the details like what time i woke up or what i ate, in case that'll bore the guts out of you people. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday, 19th:&lt;/b&gt; waited for CY to book out before meeting him. supper at HK Cafe @ ECP. strolled under the moonlight talking about everything and anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i fell in love with CY again tonight. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, 20th:&lt;/b&gt; towning with CY. caught &lt;i&gt;Alvin &amp;amp; the Chipmunks&lt;/i&gt;. REALLY CUTE MOVIE!!! ahhhh. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R26czmjjznI/AAAAAAAABzo/NHhsL3iXYPw/s1600-h/alvin_chipmunks_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147223834468011634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R26czmjjznI/AAAAAAAABzo/NHhsL3iXYPw/s320/alvin_chipmunks_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de chipmunks are freaking adorable! and their tune "xmas xmas don't be late ..." is stuck in my head now. haha! :) went to check out &lt;i&gt;Haji Lane&lt;/i&gt; after dinner, then it was supper and 'red light district' stroll at Geylang after that. hahahaha! pretty interesting sight. i had to held on to CY tight tight so that the 'ladies' there will stop eyeing on him. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and i fell in love with CY again and again tonight. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, 21st:&lt;/b&gt;went SSDC with CY and my brother. got myself a new TP test date. hahahaha! won't tell you the date yet, but i can say it's after CNY and before CY's birthday. let's hope i can pass then? i hope the new instructor will be better than my previous one. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went pubbing at Circular Road with CY, li'e, wei liang, martin, jason and christopher at night. sang a few songs, and i sang one song specially to li'e, but i'm sorry, girl, for making you cry and caused your eyeliner to smudge. my bad ok? haha! but i hope you'll feel better after "letting them out". :) we ordered 2 bottles of Chivas this time round, but finished only 1.5 of it. haha! and the guys went crazy and dared CY and i to do something, but of cause we did not. wahaahaa! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and i fell in love with CY again and again and again tonight. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, 22nd:&lt;/b&gt; Shopping time in the afternoon!! then it was dinner with my family and CY at night. ended the night pretty early, as we're heading to JB the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and i fell in love with CY again and again and again and again tonight. i hope the talk will be in your head forever, as that's really my heartfelt words, dear. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, 23rd:&lt;/b&gt; since we can't have a few days getaway to somewhere further, we made do with a 1day trip to &lt;i&gt;City Square, Johor&lt;/i&gt;. haha! we had a splendid day out in Malaysia. we even dressed so "Malaysian-ish" (no pun intended) today. haha! didn't manage to grab much loots, as i think the trend there doesn't really suits me. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R26jEGjjzoI/AAAAAAAABzw/0_vMOeNBKkQ/s1600-h/i-am-legend-bigposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147230715005619842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R26jEGjjzoI/AAAAAAAABzw/0_vMOeNBKkQ/s320/i-am-legend-bigposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught &lt;i&gt;I am Legend&lt;/i&gt; at RM10 each. this show makes me feel sad. this show made me teared. nice film there. i like. :) haha. really enjoyed the trip with CY today, especially when i "felt the way" he protected me from the &lt;i&gt;rubs and buas&lt;/i&gt; at the custom. haha! thanks dear, and i hope you've enjoyed your weekend as much as i did. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of cause, i fell in love with him again and again and again and again and again. it never stops. there's always a new reason for me to love you each day. can't wait to spend our first Christmas together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no one ever saw me like you do&lt;br /&gt;all the things that I could add up too&lt;br /&gt;i never knew just what a smile was worth&lt;br /&gt;but your eyes see everything without a single word&lt;br /&gt;'cause there's somethin' in the way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;it's as if my heart knows you're the missing piece&lt;br /&gt;you make me believe that there's nothing&lt;br /&gt;in this world I can't be&lt;br /&gt;i never know what you see&lt;br /&gt;but there's somethin' in the way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;if I could freeze a moment in my mind&lt;br /&gt;it'll be the second that you touch your lips to mine&lt;br /&gt;i'd like to stop the clock, make time stands still&lt;br /&gt;'cause, baby, this is just the way I always wanna feel&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how or why I feel different in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;all I know is it happens every time&lt;br /&gt;the way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a good christmas, peeps! make it a merry one.&lt;br /&gt;happy holidays!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Check &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/j_o4nn3//index.htm" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for updates. and reminder to those who have not replied me, let me know by next week ok? thanks! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-3924972403493190457?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/3924972403493190457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=3924972403493190457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/3924972403493190457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/3924972403493190457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-heart-knows-youre-missing-piece.html' title='My heart knows you&apos;re the missing piece'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R26czmjjznI/AAAAAAAABzo/NHhsL3iXYPw/s72-c/alvin_chipmunks_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-1081946455996219128</id><published>2007-12-19T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T11:10:12.223+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nostalgic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Drivel'/><title type='text'>And the bright lights turn to night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;few more hours before my LONG weekend! free from work till Christmas! how cool is that? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was still feeling pretty sleepy earlier on, till i read the latest Memo. maybe to some people who has been working for years, this is like a norm to them. but to ME, it's my first time! i'm getting my first bonus! it's not exactly fat, but it's enough to make me grin like a silly cat. teeheeheehee. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, 2007 is drawing to an end. it's time to pick up the remains of 2007, and welcome 2008 with a fresh start. new year's resolutions are never meant to be kept but just for the sake of promising ourselves a fresh start for the upcoming year, we'll tend to have a few resolutions made. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, 2007 has been really fast-paced and happening for me. at a blink of the eyes, the year is ending. and again, before i begin with the new set of resolutions, i've dug out the old ones from the blogger archive (which i wrote on my last entry in 2006);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. pass my FYP and graduate from NP with pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;check check. :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. lead a healthy lifestyle, with weekly yoga and daily crunches to start with. and probably adjust my biological clock back to normal once i started work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;uh-oh. i'm still unhealthy. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. get a good job and earn big bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;check to a certain extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. get my class 3 licence. and hopefully my family will get to share a car once both my brother and i get a full-time job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so near yet so far. failed my TP, hence waiting for my 2nd chance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. come up with constructive plans with regards to my future; starting with short-term planning such as deciding what kind of job do i wanna have and also, the ultimate question of 'what do i wanna be' (that simple yet difficult question)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;check? guess so. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. not to be affected/swayed by others' judgments; not just as in how i come across to people but be more assured of my capabilities and potentials when handling person-person relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;check. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. not be dependent on anyone anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can't do this at all. especially right now. haha. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;stay &lt;strong&gt;tuned&lt;/strong&gt; for my new set of resolutions. :D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-1081946455996219128?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/1081946455996219128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=1081946455996219128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/1081946455996219128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/1081946455996219128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/12/and-bright-lights-turn-to-night.html' title='And the bright lights turn to night'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-4502726079700847931</id><published>2007-12-18T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T15:24:46.677+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner Intentions'/><title type='text'>Turmoil</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;just got back from my dear girl's grandma's wake. feeling kinda mixed up right now. although she seems okay now, but i'm sure deep within her, she's really shattered, as she's really close to her grandma. sigh. felt really upset upon hearing about entire incident earlier on. it makes me realise that unexpected things do happen all the time. life is really short. cherish the ones you love before it's too late. spend everyday like it's your last. really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care, girl. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A tall slim, cool and quiet woman. Once she is mad she can be very fierce. She will never try to change anyone, but she will learn to accept them as they are. If she does not like someone, she will not comments or criticize but she will completely ignore that person. She hate plastic and an artificial flower because it make her feel that you are not being sincere. She loves real flower and it's scent. She loves music and nature even there is a rare case otherwise. She loves to go picnic in nature, so if you don't have so much time for her, you can take her fishing too. She is not as jealous as Aquarius or Leo woman, but do not cross the line. Better not to see she gets mad, especially in front of public when she feels like loosing face. She loves to make up and dress perfectly and very neat, so never rush her for this matter. She has her own goal in life and does not care if you have a doctorate degree or not, if she thinks you are not bright then she will not care about you at all. She likes smart people by character not by certificate shown. If you can not show her this quality, go and take a bus and go to the next stop. She does not like a dreamer who talk about his dream but never put his hands in action to make it happens. Don't bother to tell her "everyone is doing it, you should do it too", or "I think you should do it, it's good for you", because she will do what she wants to do only. She is a neat and tidy person. If you go out on a date with her , try to be presentable such as nice and clean dress, clean nails or else it will be your last date. She is a cool type and will not nag, so easy on your ears. She is a slow but sure type. She will always respect and honor you and will never try to make you lose your face. If she loves you, she will help you in anything you do. She likes to help people and expect nothing in return. If she asks you for a favor and does not get one, she will feel very disappointed. She has a high hope and a high faith and beliefs in her own confident than believing in "Luck". If she is your wife, you will have nice and clean home and a gourmet cooking. If your parents visit your house, they will be please. She is a 3 in 1 means , a perfect mother, a perfect housewife, a perfect wife or you could say "happily ever after".&lt;/em&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;that's an extract from an article about Capricorn women which i've think it's pretty true. i don't usually believe in horoscope, except for this particular one. that is why i've kept this entire folder in my laptop all these while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why the sudden excerpt? you may wonder. it's because of someone. i don't know how. i don't know why. maybe it's just a prank, but i don't find it funny at all. maybe first try i'll laugh it off with you, but 2nd time onwards, i don't feel like laughing at all. not at all. not one bit. especially tonight. after attending a wake, when i'm still feeling pretty low. especially when you're so far from me, whereby i can't run to you and prove to you anything. i can't swear to you anymore things, because the more i try to explain, the more it defeats the purpose. and promises are meant to be broken. i hate promises, that is why i seldom give promises, unless i really meant it. and i don't like the way you use my weakest point to 'attack' me. one day, you'll realise my genuine sincerity in this relationship, realise who i really am and what i'm really am. i'm sure you will, if you use your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise, blog isn't reliable anymore. it's just an outlet for me to "express", but not entirely. the only ONE person i want to talk to right now is farfar away in lalaland. i miss you. i really do. even though i'm feeling 101% down in the lumps after getting your last message, but i still wish i can talk to you right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will telling you much you meant to me here, will telling you how much i love you all the time, makes you think i'm just playing with words? or, silence is golden afterall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be a sleepless night tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-4502726079700847931?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/4502726079700847931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=4502726079700847931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/4502726079700847931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/4502726079700847931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/12/turmoil.html' title='Turmoil'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-2999645407088477873</id><published>2007-12-16T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T22:03:14.169+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jukebox'/><title type='text'>No one can make me feel the way you make me feel..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just want you close&lt;br /&gt;Where you can stay forever&lt;br /&gt;You can be sure&lt;br /&gt;That it will only get better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and me together&lt;br /&gt;Through the days and nights&lt;br /&gt;I dont worry cause&lt;br /&gt;Everythings gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;People keep talking&lt;br /&gt;They can say what they like&lt;br /&gt;But all I know is everything's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one no one no one&lt;br /&gt;Can get in the way of what I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;No one no one no one&lt;br /&gt;Can get in the way of what I feel for you&lt;br /&gt;You you&lt;br /&gt;Can get in the way of what I feel for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the rain is pouring down&lt;br /&gt;And my heart is hurting&lt;br /&gt;You will always be around&lt;br /&gt;This I know for certain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and me together&lt;br /&gt;Through the days and nights&lt;br /&gt;I dont worry cause&lt;br /&gt;Everythings gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;People keep talking&lt;br /&gt;They can say what they like&lt;br /&gt;But all I know is everything's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one no one no one&lt;br /&gt;Can get in the way of what I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;No one no one no one&lt;br /&gt;Can get in the way of what I feel for you&lt;br /&gt;You you&lt;br /&gt;Can get in the way of what I feel for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some people search the world&lt;br /&gt;To find something like what we have&lt;br /&gt;I know people will try&lt;br /&gt;Try to divide&lt;br /&gt;Something so real&lt;br /&gt;So till the end of time&lt;br /&gt;Im telling you that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one no one no one&lt;br /&gt;Can get in the way of what I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;No one no one no one&lt;br /&gt;Can get in the way of what I feel for you&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;p.s: 1 more month to my 21st! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;YY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-2999645407088477873?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/2999645407088477873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=2999645407088477873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/2999645407088477873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/2999645407088477873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/12/no-one-can-make-me-feel-way-you-make-me.html' title='No one can make me feel the way you make me feel..'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-4186020192764245122</id><published>2007-12-16T04:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T22:35:16.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>Whereever it goes, I always know that you make me smile..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sigh, it's so saddening to hear such news. i bet my dear girl is really heartbroken right now. my condolences, girl. rest in peace, aunty. :/ man, i still remember the last time i saw her, she's so smiley. ohwells, unexpected things happen all the time. i'm going down to the wake probably on Tuesday, and can anybody enlighten me about the dos and donts at a wake? sigh sigh sigh... i hope my dear girl's alright. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, CY and i had one innovative and enjoyable weekend this week. haha, credits to me of cause! :D supper at Chomp Chomp on Friday was a great one. what a huge spread we had, and man, i love the huge glass of Sugarcane drink. :) i don't mind going back there for feasting again. teeheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;as for Saturday, we went ice-skating at Jurong Entertainment Centre. we had wanted to check out the newly opened Kallang Leisure Park and try the rink there, but i was told it's gonna be really packed there and the skating prices were high. that was why we settled at the one in Jurong. met up with Buggy there to "skate together". haha! it was really really fun and relaxing to skate on ice again after so long.... until that one big fall CY and I both had together, which causes my bum to hurt so much now. LOL! it was very fun nonetheless. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after skating, we travelled to Marina South for steamboat dinner on a RAINY evening! haha, how cool is that? we were craving for steamboat for days anyway, thus the decision. haha, i've many many more innovative dates up in my head.... looking forward to share it with my dear boy someday. heee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visuals. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R2Q4tGjjzjI/AAAAAAAABzI/840An2VCikk/s1600-h/DSC01385.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144299021868977714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R2Q4tGjjzjI/AAAAAAAABzI/840An2VCikk/s320/DSC01385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R2Q5JGjjzkI/AAAAAAAABzQ/2b2HbVRVk70/s1600-h/DSC01394.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144299502905314882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R2Q5JGjjzkI/AAAAAAAABzQ/2b2HbVRVk70/s320/DSC01394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R2Q5ZmjjzlI/AAAAAAAABzY/essbUhD9-s0/s1600-h/DSC01397.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144299786373156434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R2Q5ZmjjzlI/AAAAAAAABzY/essbUhD9-s0/s320/DSC01397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us on ice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R2Q54mjjzmI/AAAAAAAABzg/bNvvZf5NXxg/s1600-h/DSCF3678.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144300318949101154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R2Q54mjjzmI/AAAAAAAABzg/bNvvZf5NXxg/s320/DSCF3678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope this will be useful and meaningful to you, dear.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*blush blush* i don't know what's up with all the long gazes of yours, but dear, i'm really glad to have you back after the field camp. it's just 3days, but it seems long enough for me to miss you like crazy. love you so much.. &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/14764696-4186020192764245122?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/4186020192764245122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=4186020192764245122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/4186020192764245122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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for you - these 5 words i swear to you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If your sky is grey oh let me know&lt;br /&gt;There's a place in heaven, where we'll go&lt;br /&gt;If heaven is, a million years away&lt;br /&gt;Oh just call me and I'll make your day&lt;br /&gt;When the nights are getting cold and blue&lt;br /&gt;When the days are getting hard for you&lt;br /&gt;I will always stay by your side&lt;br /&gt;I promise you, I'll never hide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dearest &lt;strong&gt;CY&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you'll only see this on Friday. i can't tell you right now how blue i'm feeling right now, for i know that will only make you feel worse than you're feeling now. i miss you so much. i know this isn't as bad as the previous field camp whereby i can't contact you at all, and that this won't be as bad as the upcoming 5weeks training at Brunei, but looking at the numbers of 'Hai..' in your smses pained my heart. :( i wish there is something i can do to make you feel better, but there isn't much i can do, except to let you know i'm here 24/7 just for you. always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, one and a half year odd will be over soon. endure and strive for it. be optimistic, dear. things aren't as bad as you think, for you know i'm in this with you. through it all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to see you on Friday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-1543493746420969644?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/1543493746420969644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=1543493746420969644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/1543493746420969644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/1543493746420969644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/12/ill-be-there-for-you-these-5-words-i.html' title='I&apos;ll be there for you - these 5 words i swear to you.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-8060417977968639926</id><published>2007-12-11T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T10:14:14.526+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>Blink of the eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1 month has passed us by at the blink of the eyes, and CY is finishing his course and will be going back to camp tomorrow. there's absolutely no doubt that i'll miss him terribly, and will definitely look forward to his every book out and night off. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss seeing you almost daily and you calling me during your every lunch break. i dread to see you going back camp for all those torturous training. nonetheless, dear, please take good care of yourself back in camp and i can't wait to see you during every of your book out. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: argh. cabfares are already pretty expensive nowadays, but have you heard about the crazy hike of it again?! read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.channelnewsasia.com/stories/singaporelocalnews/view/316573/1/.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; if you have not. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-8060417977968639926?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/8060417977968639926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=8060417977968639926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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this, and that many will disagree with me, but my heart seems to have made the decision. i don't know. i don't have the heart to do this anymore. again, it's the devil in me making its toll on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by doing so, it gives me more freedom and time. liberation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ah well, at least my parents are supportive. i hope CY is too.. i need him to be. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, my daddy dearest's birthday dinner at Thomson Plaza last night was a simple and fulfilling one. second time CY joined us for 'celebration'. i feel he's already part of us. :) head home with my parents aftermath, whereas CY went to meet his friends. and today, we went to kengey's place for mahjong with neth. been long since we met up, and the session was a fun one, although i lost some bucks. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learnt something. that, it's not a &lt;u&gt;must&lt;/u&gt; to tell the whole world about everything. only you... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 dec: happy 20th birthday, zeeeeeeeee!! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;10 dec: happy 51st birthday, dad! :D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-416081744905769611?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/416081744905769611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=416081744905769611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/416081744905769611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/416081744905769611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/12/decision.html' title='A decision'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-5156510803562329466</id><published>2007-12-08T04:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T05:00:35.627+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>Embedded Gem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R1mxn7TIZGI/AAAAAAAABy4/NaHgUMjBCU8/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141335749111080034" style="WIDTH: 387px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 351px" height="322" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R1mxn7TIZGI/AAAAAAAABy4/NaHgUMjBCU8/s320/collage1.jpg" width="381" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waking up to an extremely sweet sms from dearest on a Friday morning was an absolute bliss. feeling so light-hearted the entire day. feeling nonchalant towards all the mean behaviors of some irritating people at work too. everything's because, it's OUR day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't matter where we're at, what we're eating, or what we're doing. what matters is, i'm with you. the body aches and all the uncomfy feeling meant nothing to me, for i'm so immersed in me and you. i love who i am when i'm with you. most importantly, i love you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catching up with a good buddy, wei liang, is such a good way to end this perfect Friday night. can't wait to meet up with him and the rest of the class some day soon. gotta give dearest a morning call before hitting the sack and face the weekend of SCHOOL and of cause, my dad's birthday celebration. ahhh, bliss. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R1m0ULTIZHI/AAAAAAAABzA/2LVLiQHS7ac/s1600-h/z14822802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141338708343546994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R1m0ULTIZHI/AAAAAAAABzA/2LVLiQHS7ac/s320/z14822802.jpg" 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/14764696-5156510803562329466?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/5156510803562329466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=5156510803562329466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/5156510803562329466'/><link 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:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;these 2 months had been such undescribable bliss to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having someone who will make you so mad at him, and yet love him even more.&lt;br /&gt;having someone who will constantly cleans your ear wax. still. :x&lt;br /&gt;having someone who will apply ointment to my injured wound and kiss the pain away.&lt;br /&gt;having someone who showed so much care and concern when you're sick.&lt;br /&gt;having someone who will spend his precious sunday crashing your classes, even though the class was dead boring.&lt;br /&gt;having someone who calls you during work just to perk you up all the time.&lt;br /&gt;having someone who will say the meanest things yet sound so sweet in some other ways.&lt;br /&gt;having someone who thinks you're beautiful even when you're having bad hair day, or having breakouts on that day.&lt;br /&gt;having someone who will hold you close, kiss you gently and loving you so dearly.&lt;br /&gt;having someone who understands you so well, that his sixth sense is always sensing the right things about you or your whereabouts.&lt;br /&gt;having someone who is late for everyone else, but not you. :P&lt;br /&gt;having someone who will listen to you attentively about your day at work, the people you met , the food you ate, the things that made you smile and everything else.&lt;br /&gt;having someone by your side .... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the 7th again tomorrow. i'm always posting my entry on the 6th is because, both 6th and 7th held some significance to the both of us. happy 2nd month, dearr. i love you so so so much. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to lock you up in my closet,&lt;br /&gt;where no one's around&lt;br /&gt;I want to put your hand in my pocket,&lt;br /&gt;because you're allowed&lt;br /&gt;I want to drive you into the corner,&lt;br /&gt;and kiss you without a sound&lt;br /&gt;I want to stay this way forever,&lt;br /&gt;I'll say it loud&lt;br /&gt;Now you're in&lt;br /&gt;and you can't get out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me so hot&lt;br /&gt;Make me wanna drop&lt;br /&gt;You're so ridiculous&lt;br /&gt;I can barely stop&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly breathe&lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna scream&lt;br /&gt;You're so fabulous&lt;br /&gt;You're so good to me&lt;br /&gt;Baby Baby&lt;br /&gt;You're so good to me&lt;br /&gt;Baby Baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;[thanks to my favourite ex-neighbour for posting this song up on her blog, which got me listening to it over and over again.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-2746339129510369341?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/2746339129510369341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=2746339129510369341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/2746339129510369341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/2746339129510369341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/12/all-i-minds-losing-you-too.html' title='All I mind&apos;s losing you too. :)'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-5921605462975558814</id><published>2007-12-05T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T17:00:14.216+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>chillybillypillywilly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i've lots to blog about, but i don't know what's happening to my malfunction brain as it doesn't seem to know how to lump my words together in the proper manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when someone makes a mistake and refuses to admit it, and yet blames it on the system. it's pretty obvious it's a human error loh! i hate it when someone yaks non-stop when i'm busy or when i needed peace. i'm still okay if the person's talking about relevant stuffs, but no way! do you think i'll be interested to know how you usually spend your CNY every year? or do you even think i'll be that least bit interested about DOTA?! obviously not. stop giving excuses like 'i got short term memory' or 'i &lt;i&gt;cocked-eye&lt;/i&gt; one leh' when you're unable to produce what was required.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i still prefer my favourite girl. miss you leh. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to juggle work and school is not as easy as i thought. as what de xiang was telling me how stressed up he's feeling right now with all the assignments and all. fyi, he's taking part-time degree and he's not working. even he can complain it's tough, do you think it's tougher for me? i don't know. or probably because i'm a slacker by 'birth'. remember i mentioned that i've an Econs essay to work on, and it's due tonight? i am really clueless about Econs, and i was really desperate for help. hence, i consulted jae for help. with his vast JC econs knowledge, he spoon-fed me with all the necessary key points to the question and all i did was putting them together in my own words. voila, the essay's completed within hours! look, i can't even do my own work! i can't possibly rely on friends all the time right? nobody will help me during exams loh. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really need some motivation. maybe you guys can help by saying things like, "i'll buy you a honda jazz if you pass your examinations". haha! then i'll definitely work hard for that. lol, kidding. well, i guess probably i'm just feeling really exhausted. and that resulted in me falling dead sick right now. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my daddy dearest asked me a question last week, and that got me to do some serious thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever felt so attached to someone that you want to tell him practically every single things every single day? things like what you ate, where are you at, who you met, what made you smiled, what made you pissed, what made you cried, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's not just a boyfriend. he's more than a friend. more than a bestfriend. more than a family. he's almost a part of me, my other half. thank you, dear, for all your genuine love and care, which came in all forms - good and bad. haha! &lt;em&gt;you boy i can't live without and all i mind's losing you too.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;i&gt;hugs*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows. i've started extending my birthday bash invites to some of my friends, and the response i'm getting ain't that bad. after my lecture week, i'm going to start sourcing for halal buffets and thinking about my cake design. ANYBODY GOT ANY RECOMMENDATION? teehee. well, as some of my friends are requesting, here's a 'guideline' for to-get-for-joanne list. i won't say it's a wish list, but ya, just a guideline. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) A Red Honda Jazz. must be auto transmission hoh. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R1Zh1AFp8bI/AAAAAAAAByA/jKIu3pgHPpo/s1600-h/jazz-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140403587874681266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R1Zh1AFp8bI/AAAAAAAAByA/jKIu3pgHPpo/s320/jazz-thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Sony Ericsson W580i in metallic pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R1ZiJgFp8cI/AAAAAAAAByI/_lblZ6d56fU/s1600-h/w580i.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140403940061999554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R1ZiJgFp8cI/AAAAAAAAByI/_lblZ6d56fU/s320/w580i.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Microwave Oven. any brand will do, so long i can bake cookies/cakes/muffins with it. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R1ZiuAFp8dI/AAAAAAAAByQ/3rBLtd_9CCI/s1600-h/microwave+oven.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140404567127224786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R1ZiuAFp8dI/AAAAAAAAByQ/3rBLtd_9CCI/s320/microwave+oven.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) the new Ipod Nano. must be the one which can watch video. 4gb will do, but i won't mind the 8gb one too. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R1ZjEwFp8eI/AAAAAAAAByY/y8XPeFoadHY/s1600-h/ipodnano-silver-hero.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140404957969248738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R1ZjEwFp8eI/AAAAAAAAByY/y8XPeFoadHY/s320/ipodnano-silver-hero.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) DKNY lady watch. please DON'T get the round-faced ones, because i don't look good wearing round ones. haha! below ones look good. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R1ZkPgFp8fI/AAAAAAAAByg/jBCKutlxHz0/s1600-h/dkny1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140406242164470258" style="CURSOR: hand" height="225" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R1ZkPgFp8fI/AAAAAAAAByg/jBCKutlxHz0/s320/dkny1.jpg" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R1ZkZgFp8gI/AAAAAAAAByo/rsc4XEgdcwM/s1600-h/dkny2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140406413963162114" style="WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" height="221" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R1ZkZgFp8gI/AAAAAAAAByo/rsc4XEgdcwM/s320/dkny2.jpg" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R1ZkygFp8hI/AAAAAAAAByw/jtUyEmC1HBc/s1600-h/dkny3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140406843459891730" style="WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" height="179" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R1ZkygFp8hI/AAAAAAAAByw/jtUyEmC1HBc/s320/dkny3.jpg" width="163" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha!! remember, that's just a guideline. there's many other things you can get me. and i accept ang paus too. flowers also can. you know i love them. :) aiya, so long you got the 'heart', i'll be glad even if you just sent me a sms wishing me happy birthday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more month to my birthday bash!!! wheee. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-5921605462975558814?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/5921605462975558814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=5921605462975558814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/5921605462975558814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/5921605462975558814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/12/chillywillybilly.html' title='chillybillypillywilly'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R1Zh1AFp8bI/AAAAAAAAByA/jKIu3pgHPpo/s72-c/jazz-thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-1154678046317775812</id><published>2007-12-02T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T21:59:11.925+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>Baby, I'm amazed by you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;finally, i'm over and done with HRM lectures. time to work on the assignment and get ready for the exams in January. and come Wednesday will be start of my Econs lectures, and i've not started on my very first essay. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i had my final HRM lesson in the morning, and MRP briefing in the afternoon. being the sweeeeeeeeet boyfriend CY is, he came to my school to accompany me for lunch and MRP briefing. i expected him to wait downstairs or something, but i was really surprised to see him walking into my classroom just before i was dismissed for lunch. what a smart dear he is to be able to find my class. teehee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch together, before CY crashed my class, sitting beside me at the last row, pretending to be part of the class. haha! the briefing was sucha bore, which i can read them up myself. we ended up playing tic-tac-toe and bingo on my notebook. and scibbled lots of rubbish too. lol! after signing my attendance, we sneaked out of class during the break time, and went walking around town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R1K4VQFp8ZI/AAAAAAAABxw/t2meXoYfjjc/s1600-R/DSC01355.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139372800018608530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R1K4VQFp8ZI/AAAAAAAABxw/CjQ_qeAV2EU/s320/DSC01355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R1K4egFp8aI/AAAAAAAABx4/XRGbYDpCY2g/s1600-R/DSC01356.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139372958932398498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R1K4egFp8aI/AAAAAAAABx4/2JFVIQgEO_M/s320/DSC01356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha, in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R1K4EgFp8YI/AAAAAAAABxo/eeKCH7mE_KA/s1600-R/30daysofnight_teaserposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139372512255799682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R1K4EgFp8YI/AAAAAAAABxo/gGMEmyG-ylI/s320/30daysofnight_teaserposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught this gruesome movie at Cineleisure. maneater! it is a good film, starring JOSH HARNETT (!!!), but there's alot of blood and gore in it. the ending was pretty touching. sacrificial love. awww. =) anyhows, we head back home after dinner. totally drained. Zzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simple weekend with you like this was good enough to bring up my mood, albeit i was sian-ed yesterday and am feeling sick right now. thanks and i loveeeeee you, yanyan. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Every time our eyes meet&lt;br /&gt;This feeling inside me&lt;br /&gt;Is almost more than I can take&lt;br /&gt;Baby when you touch me&lt;br /&gt;I can feel how much you love me&lt;br /&gt;And it just blows me away&lt;br /&gt;I've never been this close to anyone or anything&lt;br /&gt;I can hear your thoughts&lt;br /&gt;I can see your dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how you do what you do&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in love with you&lt;br /&gt;It just keeps getting better&lt;br /&gt;I want to spend the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;With you by my side&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;Every little thing that you do&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I'm amazed by you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smell of your skin&lt;br /&gt;The taste of your kiss&lt;br /&gt;The way you whisper in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Your hair all around me&lt;br /&gt;Baby you surround me&lt;br /&gt;You touch every place in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it feels like the first time, every time&lt;br /&gt;I want to spend the whole night in your eyes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&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/14764696-1154678046317775812?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/1154678046317775812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=1154678046317775812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/1154678046317775812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/1154678046317775812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/12/baby-im-amazed-by-you.html' title='Baby, I&apos;m amazed by you'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R1K4VQFp8ZI/AAAAAAAABxw/CjQ_qeAV2EU/s72-c/DSC01355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-4708138660631663831</id><published>2007-12-01T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T14:43:45.899+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whinings/iRant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family/Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>SIAN-ED.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i was on cloud 9 at first yesterday, and soon was thrown to hell at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went Ubi Driving Centre to cancel my TP test date in the afternoon, and i was thinking since i'm at that area, why not just hop on to a bus to meet CY at his training centre at Kaki Bukit to go home together? i had thought the bus will stop somewhere near the place, but god knows it was at some really deserted place. i walked through some industrial area, pass by some blangadeshi and still can't find the place! i was told the training centre's near the prison school, but i don't even see any prison school! i saw some army trucks turning into this street, which i followed suit. saw an super uphill slope which i dread walking, so i asked some passerby for directions and the uncle told me its at the other end of the road which will take me about 20 minutues to walk there. wanted to turn back, but i was in the middle of no where loh. in the end, i hopped on a cab to 'hunt' for the place as the uncle don't really know where is it too. then when i finally found it, he dropped me right at the gate. i wanted to walk to the main road, as i thought it won't be nice to be there for CY's friends or instructors to see me, but i dared not move an inch. know why? 'cause there's dogs!!!! sigh. in the end, i hid somewhere near the bushes and waited. saw a pool of green a short while later. lots of 'wooooo', 'weeee' and 'ahhhh' when they saw buggy walking towards me. they had thought i was waiting for buggy, but buggy explained and say i'm the guy at the back de girlfriend. then CY walked towards me, another rounds of 'wooooo', 'weeee' and 'ahhh' again. -_- sigh, not my fault ok. it's the dogs' fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the evening, CY and i went Partyworld @ Int' Building and sang from 9pm - 12am. he went to meet his friends to Zouk, whereas i met yun and froggie to DXO. i just wanted to hang out till late, since CY has got programs, i didn't want to club at all. went in for the free drinks, and didn't any vibes to rub or bua at all. the 3 of us just stood there and moved a little. not even half hour later, we took our drinks and went level 2 to sit and chill instead. caught up a little over there, then gave up screaming our lungs over the loud music and head out at 2ish. went HK cafe @ Marina Square for supper after that. ate and crapped till 4ish before cabbing home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. sigh. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what's the appropraite word to describe what i'm feeling right now. just feeling very @#@%#$^ right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIAN-ED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-4708138660631663831?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/4708138660631663831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=4708138660631663831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/4708138660631663831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/4708138660631663831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/12/sian-ed.html' title='SIAN-ED.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-4734293029934761489</id><published>2007-12-01T05:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T14:43:19.818+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whinings/iRant'/><title type='text'>Hai.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i seriously think clubbing is NOT my cuppa tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai, damn sad right now. :(&lt;br /&gt;will update again later. see first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-4734293029934761489?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/4734293029934761489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=4734293029934761489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/4734293029934761489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/4734293029934761489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/12/hai.html' title='Hai.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-7901356178641590616</id><published>2007-11-30T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T14:13:57.715+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Drivel'/><title type='text'>This is the season to be JOLLY! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;few reasons made my mood exceptionally good today!  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) took off from work today, hence i had a goooooooooooooooood loooooonnnng sleep.&lt;br /&gt;2) no lessons today and tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;3) still very much in love with my yanyan.&lt;br /&gt;4) my close friends are still very close with me despite we hardly get to meet up now. muack muack.&lt;br /&gt;5) got in touch with my OCBC training mates too. can't wait to meet up with them again!&lt;br /&gt;6) christmas is coming! this is the season to be jolly, falalalala lalalala. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence, i'm really in the mood to call my folks earlier to tell them i missed them. i still get to see my mom every morning, but not my dad. i bet he missed me like hell (that's according to my mom). haha! and i'm also in the mood to help with some house chores. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty, gotta get down to Ubi to settle my driving matters and "on the way" to CY's training centre to see him. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a rocking weekend yo.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-7901356178641590616?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/7901356178641590616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=7901356178641590616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7901356178641590616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7901356178641590616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-is-season-to-be-jolly-d.html' title='This is the season to be JOLLY! :D'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-4611978292392774744</id><published>2007-11-28T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T12:12:10.623+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner Intentions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Obscurities.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;there are so many decisions to make many points of time in your life. whether or not you know what you want your life to be, looking to the future can be overwhelming. work, school or both take up so much time and energy that it seems like there’s little left over for fun and relaxation. the future may not look as exciting as it once did, and it may even look a little overwhelming at times. the freedom that comes with adulthood also comes with a lot of responsibility. and i mean, &lt;strong&gt;alot&lt;/strong&gt;. there are even more demands on your time, and people treat you like a child in some ways, but expect you to act like an adult in others. all you can do is your best. follow your heart and use your common sense. most of all, believe in yourself and in your dreams. you will likely have to make some sacrifices and work hard for a while, but dreams are worth the effort. the choices you make and the way you live you life now will determine what your future will be. every day is precious, each moment unique. learn to enjoy and appreciate the beauty and the people around you. make time to enjoy yourself, but work hard, too. you’ll find that the present and the future can be all you could ever hope for. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you, dear, for standing by me through this. even though sometimes what you said makes me a lil upset, but remember, 我没有变 hoh!!! :P sorry to make you feel tired and sleepy along with me these days. lub you, more k. ~ &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;YY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some updates. i'm giving up my TP re-test for a course my company's sending me to. i've no confidence in passing my TP anyway, as i've not went for a single practice since 1st Oct. instead of wasting $120 on insurance, i'd rather waste the $25 (or so) of the registration i paid earlier. i've decided to source for a new instructor whose base is at YCK instead of UBI and re-book a TP test date. probably gonna try dong's instructor. :) this is a decision i made after consulting my folks. i hope i'm doing the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm totally drained right now. 1 week odd to go. or rather, 17months to go. i'll press on, no matter what. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone up for some baking lessons? :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMINDER: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/j_o4nn3//index.htm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; again. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, as promised to Wei Liang (MSL), here's a little advertisement space i'll give for your new site. together with his friends, they set this up and do some marketing sales online. it loosk pretty neat and the products they sell varies. please do visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anyhowbuy.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://www.anyhowbuy.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and support my friend. alternatively, check out my blogroll on the right navigation and give the site a visit or two every now and then to check for their new updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;请多多支持! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-4611978292392774744?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/4611978292392774744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=4611978292392774744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/4611978292392774744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/4611978292392774744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/11/obscurities.html' title='Obscurities.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-2128929352876912944</id><published>2007-11-26T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T00:27:36.686+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whinings/iRant'/><title type='text'>Irritated!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;there's this bimbo whom i really dislike. i won't say hate, 'cause i hate hating people, and also, personally i think she's alright. but something made me feel really unfair right now. why the hell "ask me" for my opinion, when things are already confirmed, when you've already SETTLED with the boss? might as well put it as "informing" me, instead of "asking" me?! AND, what's the point of getting a new assistant, when that girl's here to lighten YOUR workload, and not MINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so sick of the management!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irritating basket! stop being sarcastic. stop trying to be nice when you've already long being labelled as a bastard. you're nothing but FAKE! shoooooo. YES, i have a very loving boyfriend right now. YES, i'm doing good now. in fact, i'm gooder than good. i'm GREAT! i just hope you'll get the hint and buzz off without making my bad day any worser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUN, why do we have irritating people in our lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, first day of school was pretty fine. it's been quite a while since i studied, so felt kinda lost at first. wasn't in the mood for any interaction, so i sat right at the back and at a corner. had to find a good angle whereby i won't be blocked by any tallies in class. haha! tried pretty hard to pay attention, as you guys should know how short my attention span is. my mind can drift to lala land after few seconds. hahaha! thank god i manage to stay focus for ... a few hours. haha! basically, i think HRM was pretty alright. i'm more worried for Econs though. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i.really.really.miss.CY.alot. :(&lt;br /&gt;want to see him so badly, and whine to him till his ears burns. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-2128929352876912944?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/2128929352876912944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=2128929352876912944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/2128929352876912944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/2128929352876912944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/11/irritated.html' title='Irritated!'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-7521060305736611857</id><published>2007-11-25T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T23:40:17.448+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>Throw it away. Forget yesterday. We'll make the great escape.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;at a blink of the eyes, it's the end of another meaningful weekend. well, everyday's meaningful to me with you in my life. :) i think i'm so gonna miss &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;CY so badly after tonight. sigh, dreadful school. i'm looking forward to school, 'cause i'm finally going to do something i've long wanted to do, but still, i dread the tiring jam-packed schedule and the thought of not able to see &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;CY for a week or so. must miss me okay dear? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, we had a really simple yet FUN FUN FUN weekend together. yesterday we head downtown shopping, and to get the christmassy feel along Orchard road with all the bling-bling lightings. met up with li'e for a short while to get our online shopping loots, before having our dinner at Hard Rock Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R0mRJjMTVPI/AAAAAAAABwQ/jepvsxyOv78/s1600-h/DSC01322.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136796443244451058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R0mRJjMTVPI/AAAAAAAABwQ/jepvsxyOv78/s320/DSC01322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R0mRDjMTVOI/AAAAAAAABwI/SQui2HQs1r8/s1600-h/DSC01320.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136796340165235938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R0mRDjMTVOI/AAAAAAAABwI/SQui2HQs1r8/s320/DSC01320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R0mQpTMTVMI/AAAAAAAABv4/-NpbEiOJrhk/s1600-h/DSC01324.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136795889193669826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R0mQpTMTVMI/AAAAAAAABv4/-NpbEiOJrhk/s320/DSC01324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R0mQzzMTVNI/AAAAAAAABwA/PpJXgoYUBTE/s1600-h/DSC01325.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136796069582296274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R0mQzzMTVNI/AAAAAAAABwA/PpJXgoYUBTE/s320/DSC01325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to further add on to the christmassy effects, we went to catch &lt;u&gt;Fred Claus&lt;/u&gt; late at night. haha! pretty neat show, which i got to know some interesting facts about Santa Claus. Santa has a brother, and after sending each gift down a chimney, Santa must eat the cookies placed on the tables. hahaha! very interesting show! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R0mRfzMTVQI/AAAAAAAABwY/HioKa9elm3c/s1600-h/fredclaus.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136796825496540418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R0mRfzMTVQI/AAAAAAAABwY/HioKa9elm3c/s320/fredclaus.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, we went ECP to cycleeee!!!! hahahahahahahaa. so fun! i think the next time round, i wanna roller blade! :D or jogging someday? or kayaking? LOL. after cycling, we went to Hong Kong Cafe @ ECP for dinner. i think that place's highly recommended. had such a fulfilling dinner that i felt extremely bloated aftermath. all thanks to the 3 pieces of carrot cake. -_- haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R0mS3zMTVRI/AAAAAAAABwg/ngaE06mfNI4/s1600-h/DSC01334.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136798337325028626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R0mS3zMTVRI/AAAAAAAABwg/ngaE06mfNI4/s320/DSC01334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R0mTCjMTVSI/AAAAAAAABwo/zESDIDM_uQE/s1600-h/DSC01336.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136798522008622370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R0mTCjMTVSI/AAAAAAAABwo/zESDIDM_uQE/s320/DSC01336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired us. Zzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had alot of fun this weekend. :) and..... DAMN! gotta work again tomorrow. boooo. i hope the new girl's helpful. oh yea, i THINK the new girl's coming to work tomorrow. sigh, nobody can replace my best neighbour-at-work. NO ONE! hahahahaha. hey girl, gan dong ma? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'nuff said 'bout all those craps. here's just some random pictures over the weekend. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R0mU4jMTVVI/AAAAAAAABxA/Eqap0aHOges/s1600-h/DSC01316.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R0mVAjMTVWI/AAAAAAAABxI/e3R90tkOchA/s1600-h/DSC01313.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R0mVZzMTVYI/AAAAAAAABxY/7VEioBx8avg/s1600-h/DSC01327.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136801120463836546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R0mVZzMTVYI/AAAAAAAABxY/7VEioBx8avg/s320/DSC01327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dearest itsie bitsie cutsie zhu tao &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R0mVvjMTVZI/AAAAAAAABxg/aI2EpEKpJQs/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136801494125991314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R0mVvjMTVZI/AAAAAAAABxg/aI2EpEKpJQs/s320/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a picture paints a thousand words. thanks for bringing so much joy in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;YYY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-7521060305736611857?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/7521060305736611857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=7521060305736611857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7521060305736611857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7521060305736611857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/11/all-my-life-ive-prayed-for-someone-like.html' title='Throw it away. Forget yesterday. We&apos;ll make the great escape.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/R0mRJjMTVPI/AAAAAAAABwQ/jepvsxyOv78/s72-c/DSC01322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-6692025761427304987</id><published>2007-11-24T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T04:03:23.352+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>Revelation &amp; Resolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i love you. that is a revelation. that is a resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i choose not to withhold my love from you. i choose to give it all, all the time. imperfectly. irrationally. unconditionally. because that is what i am made to do and that is who i choose to be. i'm really touched today. dear &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;CY, you may wonder why and what made me so touched. i don't know either. probably it's you being you, and your presence, touches my heart big time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a wonderful friday evening spent with a bunch of funloving colleagues and &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;CY. bowling session at Orchid Country Club, followed by supper at Newton circus. ahh, heaven. :) and i'm really grateful that my dad's so willing to pick up &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;CY from Bishan, before sending us both to OCC. my dad's one in a million. time to show him my endless gratitude on his birthday in a couple weeks' time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to spend the rest of my weekend with &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;CY, before the dreadful hectic weeks ahead. BTW, i managed to complete my essay and read up few pages of de Econs notes last night. see, i said 'by hook or by crook' what! anyway, i think Econs is hell. i need help. sigh.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMINDER: Yellow or green for you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/j_o4nn3//index.htm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;have a rocking weekend yo. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-6692025761427304987?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/6692025761427304987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=6692025761427304987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/6692025761427304987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/6692025761427304987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/11/revelation-resolution.html' title='Revelation &amp; Resolution'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-6510152847648096827</id><published>2007-11-22T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T21:14:31.721+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whinings/iRant'/><title type='text'>Rumbles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;why is it that whenever i'm blogging, i can type multiples of 500 effortlessly, but when i'm supposed to do an essay on "what is human resource management?", my mind goes blank? &lt;i&gt;HRM is a a process of analyzing and managing an organization’s human resource needs to ensure the strategic and coherent objectives of the organization are obtained.&lt;/i&gt; okay period. i'm still struggling to crap my way through and hit a word count of 500. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by hook or by crook, i'm pretty determined to finish my HRM essay and probably start reading up on Econs tonight, so that i can enjoy my weekend with &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;CY. next couple of weeks will be so hectic for me. boooo. it's work, followed by school almost daily. for that, i've to give uncle kok hwa's BBQ a miss on the 28th. boooo. no, i'm not complaining, because this is a choice i made and gotta stick to it. i'm just whining cannnnnnn. booo. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about a month more to christmas. so have you done your christmas shopping? bought my christmas present yet? if not, faster go buy okie? hahahaha. all i want for christmas is YOU. &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;CY heaps. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-6510152847648096827?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/6510152847648096827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=6510152847648096827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/6510152847648096827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/6510152847648096827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/11/rumbles.html' title='Rumbles'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-7765128314738731373</id><published>2007-11-20T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T21:22:15.162+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>Maybe I'm Amazed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i learnt 2 things recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. you will feel happier when you make someone happy&lt;br /&gt;2. you will feel happier when you choose to believe in others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best friend + boyfriend = soulmates&lt;br /&gt;do you think thats true? if it is, i hope i have found the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it won't be complete if it's one-sided. it ought to be and has been reciprocated. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love it when CY smiles or laughs at the smallest things. be it me breakdancing at Bishan/Yishun, or me commenting something stupid. it's you whom i believe in. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the time of my life. wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMINDER: so it's YELLOW or GREEN highlight for you? :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/j_o4nn3//index.htm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, off to finish off the damn essay. i'm such a procrastinator, all time and big time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-7765128314738731373?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/7765128314738731373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=7765128314738731373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7765128314738731373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7765128314738731373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/11/maybe-im-amazed.html' title='Maybe I&apos;m Amazed'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-8972565674912297186</id><published>2007-11-19T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T12:25:07.102+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoncement'/><title type='text'>My 21st Birthday Bash Details</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;here's a shoutout to all my dear family and friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please go to this link and read the details of my 21st birthday bash. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/j_o4nn3//index.htm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;this is my first release of the information. i will only officially sms/msn my friends end december. for now, my close friends (those who reads my blog), do get back to me on this ASAP alrights. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if i do left out any of the names, do PM and let me know. thanks! muacks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-8972565674912297186?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/8972565674912297186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=8972565674912297186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/8972565674912297186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/8972565674912297186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-21st-birthday-bash-details.html' title='My 21st Birthday Bash Details'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-1981070337067176331</id><published>2007-11-18T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T16:15:25.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>Enjoying the breeze against her wings, as she was joyously air dancing..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rz_yhzMTVLI/AAAAAAAABvw/ERfETG9wPGI/s1600-h/DSC01297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134088762717066418" style="CURSOR: hand" height="194" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rz_yhzMTVLI/AAAAAAAABvw/ERfETG9wPGI/s320/DSC01297.JPG" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;simple weekend like such will be etched in my heart for a long time. beach strolling down at ECP. shopping downtown. checking out Dampsey Road, which i'll call it DAMNsee road for some sickening reasons now. but i must say it's still a good chill-out place to visit. catching a not-so-good movie (THE KINGDOM) together. basically, just hanging out together, enjoying each other's company. despite some mood dampening incidents, nothing's gonna bring us down to zero, for i have you and you have me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 Nov: Happy birthday my darling tiffy! :)&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/14764696-1981070337067176331?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/1981070337067176331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=1981070337067176331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/1981070337067176331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/1981070337067176331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/11/enjoying-breeze-against-her-wings-as.html' title='Enjoying the breeze against her wings, as she was joyously air dancing..'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rz_yhzMTVLI/AAAAAAAABvw/ERfETG9wPGI/s72-c/DSC01297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-8581457072266722619</id><published>2007-11-15T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T20:05:22.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>Blissful thing to do</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the most blissful thing for me to do right now is to shop and replenish CY's 7-11 on a weekly basis. FYI, the 7-11 is a container i got for him, which i'll buy all kinds of perk-you-up snacks for him to munch in camp or during lecture. i just did the 4th replenishment shopping and i really enjoyed it. haha. =] and one more blissful thing is to lay side-by-side talking about everything in this world. it feels so good to finally be able to let go of the past and bare my soul to someone special. thank you, my dearest. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;je'taime. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-8581457072266722619?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/8581457072266722619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=8581457072266722619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/8581457072266722619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/8581457072266722619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/11/blissful-thing-to-do.html' title='Blissful thing to do'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-6905224601912705348</id><published>2007-11-15T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T20:06:50.780+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jukebox'/><title type='text'>You are mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've been the first in my life&lt;br /&gt;Who has ever made me feel this way&lt;br /&gt;And I will not deny&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna need you right here&lt;br /&gt;By my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I can't wait&lt;br /&gt;(come and hold my hand and let me lead the way)&lt;br /&gt;Let me take your breath away&lt;br /&gt;(by holdin' and kissin' and lovin' and touchin' you)&lt;br /&gt;Never will be too late&lt;br /&gt;(see myself through your eyes)&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I can't wait&lt;br /&gt;(until the day I hear you say)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are mine&lt;br /&gt;There's no other one for me&lt;br /&gt;Keep in mind&lt;br /&gt;You make my life complete&lt;br /&gt;And tonight&lt;br /&gt;We'll make love endlessly&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're mine&lt;br /&gt;You're the one that I'll keep&lt;br /&gt;For all time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you're here, boy&lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna let you go&lt;br /&gt;Can I touch you there, oh&lt;br /&gt;Do you mind if we kiss real slow&lt;br /&gt;You're my everything&lt;br /&gt;You're my hopes and dreams&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you know it ain't no lie&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be with you till the day I die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I can't wait&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(come and hold my hand and let me lead the way)&lt;br /&gt;Let me take your breath away&lt;br /&gt;(holdin' and kissin' and lovin' and touchin' you)&lt;br /&gt;Never will be too late&lt;br /&gt;(see myself through your eyes)&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I can't wait&lt;br /&gt;(no no, 'til the day I hear you say)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are mine&lt;br /&gt;There's no other one for me&lt;br /&gt;Keep in mind&lt;br /&gt;You make my life complete&lt;br /&gt;And tonight&lt;br /&gt;We'll make love endlessly&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're mine&lt;br /&gt;You're the one that I'll keep&lt;br /&gt;For all time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the one that lights my fire&lt;br /&gt;You're the one that keeps me strong&lt;br /&gt;You're the one that I depend on&lt;br /&gt;When my world is goin' wrong&lt;br /&gt;You're the one that I hold closer&lt;br /&gt;You're the man I'm dreaming of&lt;br /&gt;And I really really love you&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are mine&lt;br /&gt;There's no other one for me&lt;br /&gt;Keep in mind&lt;br /&gt;You make my life complete&lt;br /&gt;And tonightWe'll make love endlessly&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're mine&lt;br /&gt;You're the one that I'll keep&lt;br /&gt;For all time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are mine&lt;br /&gt;There's no other one for me&lt;br /&gt;Keep in mind&lt;br /&gt;You make my life complete&lt;br /&gt;And tonightWe'll make love endlessly&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're mine&lt;br /&gt;You're the one that I'll keep&lt;br /&gt;For all time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till the day&lt;br /&gt;I hear you say&lt;br /&gt;You're the one that I need&lt;br /&gt;You're the one that I'll keep&lt;br /&gt;For all time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-6905224601912705348?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/6905224601912705348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=6905224601912705348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/6905224601912705348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/6905224601912705348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/11/you-are-mine.html' title='You are mine'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-7852491113095528895</id><published>2007-11-13T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T23:04:33.510+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner Intentions'/><title type='text'>Changes. Escape. Perfectness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;changes are inevitable. for the good or bad, it's parts and parcel of life. but why do i hate changes so much? so much so that i'm escaping, escaping from the facade reality. witnessed and listened to a couple of incidents today, which made me stopped for a second and pondered, "what's this world becoming to??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. nothing and nobody is perfect. the world's so unfair! so very unfair! we just have to learn how to accept the imperfectness in life, no? i don't want the change! i don't need the change! i just want a really simple life. guess i'm just a lil too comfortable in my comfort zone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. in case you guys are wondering, this has nothing to do with my relationship. =] i'm just feeling a little low tonight. humour me please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-7852491113095528895?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/7852491113095528895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=7852491113095528895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7852491113095528895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7852491113095528895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/11/changes-escape-perfectness.html' title='Changes. Escape. Perfectness.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-2995860737425249434</id><published>2007-11-13T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T23:02:08.955+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>Tender, Loving &amp; Care.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RzkwcW_6eBI/AAAAAAAABvo/OKRHnD9Vv6o/s1600-h/stardust1_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132186514133514258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RzkwcW_6eBI/AAAAAAAABvo/OKRHnD9Vv6o/s320/stardust1_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;caught this with CY at &lt;strong&gt;Bishan Junction 8&lt;/strong&gt; last night. an all-genre-in-one movie. you will definitely love the magical combination of romance, humour and action. pretty interesting storyline as well. :) what do stars do? they SHINE. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the simplest is the sweetest. work has been a bitch, but being with you just take my mind off the bitchy work. really touched by your acts, dear. ngor ai lei. :)&lt;br /&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/14764696-2995860737425249434?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/2995860737425249434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=2995860737425249434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/2995860737425249434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/2995860737425249434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/11/tender-loving-care.html' title='Tender, Loving &amp; Care.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RzkwcW_6eBI/AAAAAAAABvo/OKRHnD9Vv6o/s72-c/stardust1_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-7663584048649020293</id><published>2007-11-12T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T09:36:07.856+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>You're the one that I'll keep for all time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rzeo9m_6d_I/AAAAAAAABvY/5bTbMX63pXg/s1600-h/DSC01278.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131756076806076402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rzeo9m_6d_I/AAAAAAAABvY/5bTbMX63pXg/s320/DSC01278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RzepCG_6eAI/AAAAAAAABvg/xXpz_h8-uCE/s1600-h/DSC01282.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131756154115487746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RzepCG_6eAI/AAAAAAAABvg/xXpz_h8-uCE/s320/DSC01282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;after what happened, i've realised how much you meant to me and that i can't afford to lose you. i'm sorry for what i've done. as much as i hated my past, i'd still share with you about everything. not a single lie to be told. please don't ever doubt me, as nothing hurts more than being doubted by you. and now, i've nothing to hold me back anymore. no more holding back, i promise. ;) thank you for loving me. i'd hold on to you tight and never let go. and i'll cherish you like never before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RzeoQW_6d-I/AAAAAAAABvQ/SfJiLSj6s9A/s1600-h/DSC01278.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the one that lights my fire&lt;br /&gt;You're the one that keeps me strong&lt;br /&gt;You're the one that I depend on&lt;br /&gt;When my world is going wrong&lt;br /&gt;You're the one that I hold closer&lt;br /&gt;You're the man I''m dreamin' of&lt;br /&gt;And I really really love you&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i badly need a getaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anybody who has a good Marketing job offer recently?&lt;br /&gt;do give me a buzz if you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/14764696-7663584048649020293?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/7663584048649020293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=7663584048649020293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7663584048649020293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7663584048649020293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/11/for-all-time.html' title='You&apos;re the one that I&apos;ll keep for all time'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rzeo9m_6d_I/AAAAAAAABvY/5bTbMX63pXg/s72-c/DSC01278.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-7926157395820172535</id><published>2007-11-11T17:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T09:11:03.002+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family/Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>I somehow find, you and i collide.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;before i blogged about my weekend, here's a shoutout to my bestfriend, li'e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;please contact me asap! i've been trying to reach you for so many days, and yet i can't seem to get you. where have you been?! we used to talk about everything everyday, but what's wrong with you now? sms you, no reply. call you, no answer. call your house, you're not in. where are you! i hope your sister remembers to ask you to get back to me. sigh, i've so much to tell and ask you. please tell me you're fine. =( &lt;/strike&gt;thank god you're fine! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows. CY is on course right now, so he don't have to book in or book out of camp for one month. hahahahaha. 8-5 on weekdays and 8-1 on saturday for a month! shiok or not! :x right after his first day of course on last friday, he joined yun, froggie and i for mahjong at my place. that night was really crazy! we spent about 5 hours and yet we did not finish that one and only round we played. we wasted too much time waiting, laughing, and laming around. i swear that night had been pretty fun. thanks dear, for playing with us, even though you were feeling dead tired. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on saturday, after CY's course, i went to meet him at his place before going out together in the evening. head to Bugis for some shopping together, then roamed around thinking where to spend the night. we checked out CHIMES, which i think it's a pretty nice place. had wanted to sing K, but it was too last minute, hence no more rooms. had wanted to catch a movie, but it's either the show times seems odd or tickets sold out. haha! in the end, we settled at &lt;b&gt;Acid Bar&lt;/b&gt; to chill. there's a 'live band' performing, and i think they were pretty young and talented. i like the female vocalist's low voice. wooo. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for today, i went to my cousin, Ai Ling's, wedding lunch buffet held at &lt;strong&gt;Yishun Safra&lt;/strong&gt;. i think that place's pretty cool. if only i've knew it earlier, i'd probably book their function room for my birthday instead of at Aloha. it's always heartwarming to see the blissful faces of the newly-wed. that's one of the reasons why i loved working as a banquet waitress in the past. it's really a very nice feeling. :) can't wait to attend my other 2 cousins' wedding next year. HAHAHA! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to study a little, and start working on my essays.&lt;br /&gt;booooooo. it's back to work tomorrow. :(&lt;br /&gt;right, toodles~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Boy don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling 'cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're ever gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Oh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby, CY. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-7926157395820172535?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/7926157395820172535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=7926157395820172535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7926157395820172535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7926157395820172535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-somehow-find-you-and-i-collide.html' title='I somehow find, you and i collide.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-1111097680526404529</id><published>2007-11-09T10:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T11:03:34.376+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whinings/iRant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Work is such a bitch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;as my title says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how much longer i can endure this. i'm trying my best here to keep up with the work load, and please everyone by doing my best all the time. i hate it when some asses who thinks i'm their personal assistant, or thinks it's right that i've to do their things &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;fast&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;first&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; ! selfish idiots! everything urgent urgent! only you urgent lah. the rest not urgent lah. then when i manage to finish one's work, another will bug me for their works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO!!!! HOW MANY PAIRS OF HANDS DO YOU THINK I HAVE?! &lt;i&gt;fumes*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet they've forgotten i'm actually doing 2-men work now. sigh, i wonder when's the replacement coming in. i'm so sick and tired of this. it's been one week, and i really can't take it. sometimes, i really really dread going to work. so tiring. i try not to think about work after office hours, so being with CY is my only greatest solace now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boooooooooooo. this really sucks. :(&lt;br /&gt;i hope nothing's gonna dampen my mood over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;it's my cousin's big day this sunday! i just love attending wedding functions! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-1111097680526404529?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/1111097680526404529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=1111097680526404529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/1111097680526404529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/1111097680526404529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/11/work-is-such-bitch.html' title='Work is such a bitch!'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-664771863449646706</id><published>2007-11-08T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T10:38:49.617+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>Nothing else matters, as long as I'm with you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RzMkqm_6d7I/AAAAAAAABu4/RZ_2RTm22e4/s1600-h/cosy+bay1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130484714946852786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RzMkqm_6d7I/AAAAAAAABu4/RZ_2RTm22e4/s320/cosy+bay1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"cheers. happy 1st month, dear."&lt;/i&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with 1 bottle of chilled red wine, CY and i went to this excellent chill-out place for our "celebration". sitting 3 or 4 levels up the tower at &lt;strong&gt;Cosy Bay&lt;/strong&gt;, facing the Kallang River. and all around us is a beautiful cultured view of our skyline, the ECP and fine residential estates, with light breeze softly blowing onto our faces. and added to this joy, we sat on comfortable classic side-walk against cool steel and in the arms of my love one talking about everything and anything. ahhh, ultimate joy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing else beats that. really nothing else. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RzMprm_6d8I/AAAAAAAABvA/lmPS7Oowatc/s1600-h/DSC01270.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130490229684860866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RzMprm_6d8I/AAAAAAAABvA/lmPS7Oowatc/s320/DSC01270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RzMpx2_6d9I/AAAAAAAABvI/hD6yLy25-yE/s1600-h/DSC01271.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130490337059043282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RzMpx2_6d9I/AAAAAAAABvI/hD6yLy25-yE/s320/DSC01271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;we love mahjong. 'nuff said. been months since i played! wheeeee! =D&lt;br /&gt;damn, i'm getting so lethargic. i want to explode. i dread work so much tomorrow. should have taken leave so i'll have a looooong weekend. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;riight. tatas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-664771863449646706?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/664771863449646706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=664771863449646706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/664771863449646706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/664771863449646706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/11/nothing-else-matters-as-long-as-im-with.html' title='Nothing else matters, as long as I&apos;m with you..'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RzMkqm_6d7I/AAAAAAAABu4/RZ_2RTm22e4/s72-c/cosy+bay1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-4414446185842256750</id><published>2007-11-07T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T23:00:33.417+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>To my favourite boy, with loves.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;how many guys will stick you through thick and thin and listens patiently and attentively to all your cries and whine and stays up till 6am just to chat with you and pinches you everytime he sees you and wants to hug you all the time and plants affectionate kisses all over your face and sings to you affectionately and surprises you with sudden visits during his night off and carries your bag just 'cos u complain its heavy and piggy-back you when you don't wanna walk on the muddy grass patch and shares everything (even his precious buddy-in-camp, i.e: his PSP) with you and sings duet songs with you willingly &amp;amp; nicely and takes great care of me when i was half-drunk and cleans ear wax for me and massages my leg whenever my leg cramps and lets me do facial mask for him and feeds me lovingly each time we have our meals together and surprises me with food when i've no time to go for lunch during work and insists on sending me home all the time and calls me just to perk me up during work and manages to put a smile on my face at the thought of him. and lots more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's my honeybunch sugar zhu tao, chun yan, who will do all of the above and more for me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tho' he calls me pig at least once a day, thinks my butt's a honda jazz (fyi, honda jazz is my favourite hatchback, i.e: butt-less -.-), smacks my honda jazz all the time, pinches my nose everytime he sees me, always eat away my make-up, always teases me about anything and everything, makes me jealous by saying all the nothings and always makes me miss him so damn much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd still cherish and love him deep deep and many many. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been reflecting alot about my past and present relationship lately. during my relationship with wilson and marcus, i did put in my heart and soul, but look at the way i was treated? "met the wrong guys loh", as quoted by eadric. it's always the case. it's either, &lt;em&gt;"right guy, wrong time"&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;i&gt;"wrong guy, right time"&lt;/i&gt;. don't you agree? i remembered having lots of fears then, always worrying whatever i do or say will affect the way my (then) other half looked at me. don't you my girlfriends agree with me that i was like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as i grow and learn, i realised that's not a way how a relationship should be or will work. and now, i'd define 'my kind' of relationship to be (it's a must) with someone whom i can totally be ME with. someone i can feel very comfortable with him, to the extent that i can meet him even without having make-up on, and he will still kiss me adoringly. someone i can say anything to him and do anything without thinking of preserving a good image or worry that his opinion about me will change. i must be myself in front of him and whatever unglam stuffs (probably sit with my legs on the table, fart loudly, dig my nose and flick my 'pi sai' all over or something hahahaha =p) i'm doing wouldn't affect his impression of me because we're too close and comfortable with each other already. someone who can be my bestfriend as well as my lover. and i think, CY fits these criterias totally. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of you may think it's still early to say all that, but i won't deny all that are exactly what i'm feeling right this moment. i believe in fate, and so if one day, fate forbids us, i'll still know today existed and that we've truly loved each other. =) words just can't convey what i wanna tell you dear. but right this moment, i'm really thankful that i've met you and that having you in my life now is such an undescribable joy. ohboy, you light up my life! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy one month to us! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lotsoflove. &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;p.s: i can't wait till the 7th then publish this, so just pretend this post is for tomorrow ok? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-4414446185842256750?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/4414446185842256750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=4414446185842256750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/4414446185842256750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/4414446185842256750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/11/to-my-favourite-boy-with-loves.html' title='To my favourite boy, with loves.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-8699123843844579417</id><published>2007-11-04T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T22:22:25.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family/Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>Loving you is like a dream.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the clock seems to be ticking away at 55436547658684 km/hr, because it's the end of another splendid weekend again. and there goes CY, back in the camp. booo. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Ry3O9A6d1nI/AAAAAAAABuY/-KgTaw12aTk/s1600-h/img_gameplan.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128983098257430130" style="WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" height="254" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Ry3O9A6d1nI/AAAAAAAABuY/-KgTaw12aTk/s320/img_gameplan.jpg" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught this with CY last friday. :) if you're in for a good laugh, go catch this. pretty heartwarming storyline, starring THE ROCK. that intimidating bod of his. feeeewheeetx~! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been devoid of sleep the past few days, sleeping for an average of less than 5 hours each night. let's just hope i won't turn into a walking zombie tomorrow. anyhows, CY joined my family and i for my mom's birthday dinner at Upp Thomson on saturday night. teehee. it's really great to see the way everyone bonded so well over dinner. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the dinner, my dad sent CY and i to AMK, where we left for our own activities. i was supposed to meet my poly classmates at 10.30pm, whereas CY is meeing his friends at 10pm. i had wanted to look for wei liang and martin first, but CY got me to tag along with him till it's time for me to meet my friends instead. when it's about time, i took the train to Clarke Quay to wait for my friends. we had a mini class gathering planned and organised by neeky. only froggie, wei liang, martin, christopher, myself and of cause neeky were able to make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we settled at this KTV Pub along Circular Road - Bedroom. ordered a bottle of chivas, then we sang and drank the night away. CY came and join us at 1ish. chilled out till 3ish, and we had supper at chinatown before heading home. haha, it was a great night. caught up so much with everyone else, updating each other about our lives, cracking lame jokes, and talking about how CY and i met, etc etc. haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, nothing much was done, except spending time with each other before its time for CY to book in. hee. simple as it may be, but it brings out the ultimate bliss i've ever felt for the longest time. thank you for being ever so patient with me, pampering and taking care of me. still the same old cliched words, but they were said from the bottom of my heart - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; how much do i love you? you may ask. nothing else can justify how much you mean to me right now, but yeah, action definitely speaks louder than words. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's some pictures over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Ry3SnA6d1oI/AAAAAAAABug/38SXmRx5JZs/s1600-h/DSC01255.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128987118346819202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Ry3SnA6d1oI/AAAAAAAABug/38SXmRx5JZs/s320/DSC01255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sweet lil thing is CY's nephew, baby chan. i think he's really really cute. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Ry3Stg6d1pI/AAAAAAAABuo/RL2undy8Wrs/s1600-h/DSC01258.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128987230015968914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Ry3Stg6d1pI/AAAAAAAABuo/RL2undy8Wrs/s320/DSC01258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Ry3S4g6d1qI/AAAAAAAABuw/fT0vNhUw23w/s1600-h/Jo_241.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128987418994529954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Ry3S4g6d1qI/AAAAAAAABuw/fT0vNhUw23w/s320/Jo_241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yours truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, time to listen to jay's new album and tuck in. nighty all! =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: i.am.still.dreading.work.very.much! =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-8699123843844579417?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/8699123843844579417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=8699123843844579417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/8699123843844579417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/8699123843844579417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/11/loving-you-is-like-dream.html' title='Loving you is like a dream.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Ry3O9A6d1nI/AAAAAAAABuY/-KgTaw12aTk/s72-c/img_gameplan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-9166881066086846345</id><published>2007-11-02T13:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T13:51:04.661+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Drivel'/><title type='text'>Have a rocking weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;heyos! guess what? it's Friday today, and that means CY is booking out tonight! haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what have i been up to this whole week? work has been a bitch, as usual. i'm practically going to work for the sake of my salary, and not because i &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;want&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; to work. if not for the many factors, i will really runnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn away. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during CY's night off this week, i went to meet him for dinner at TM. felt really great to see him after a rough day at work. that's one ultimate bliss for sure. :) and i even get to see wei liang and buggy. eons since i last see buggy loh. and after that, i even met up with li'e for a chat at Mac. and also, i managed to meet up with kengey for lunch on wednesday. she got me this really cute bling-bling clip from korea, and showed me the pictures and videos (of RAIN, mind you!). i felt like i'm watching a korean sequel while looking at them. LOL! and damn, RAIN is still as HOT as ever. and that makes me wanna log on to youtube and start watching his clips again. tsk! wahahahahahhahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reckon i'm gonna be uber busy soon. school has begun, and i've 2 essays to do before the start of my lectures end of this month. the modules i'm taking this term are HR management and Econs. may the force be with me! i'm pretty motivated to study hard right now, so lets just hope this won't die off that soon. ;) it's not easy for one to juggle work and school, as that's really tiring. but i won't give up, because life's a choice and i made this choice so i'll stick to it. i can do it, no? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i haven't had the best week, because of some let-down here and there. sigh, but i'm really glad to have CY and my friends by my side to pull me through. it's not through, but at least, thanks to them for listening. i'm sorry, li'e, if i scared you over the phone last night with my weeps and all. but i'm really grateful for your help. hee. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all work/school and no play makes JOANNE a very very dull girl. and so, i'll still definitely make time for some fun. i've a rocking weekend all planned, so i hope you people have a ROCKING WEEKEND ahead too! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd: Happy birthday mommy dearest!&lt;br /&gt;4th: happy birthday favourite-chat-buddy, eadric! i still owe ya a treat. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to see my dearest tonight. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-9166881066086846345?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/9166881066086846345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=9166881066086846345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/9166881066086846345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/9166881066086846345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/11/have-rocking-weekend.html' title='Have a rocking weekend!'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-7534696477471369458</id><published>2007-10-30T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T15:37:26.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whinings/iRant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Fate &amp; Destiny lies in our own hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3 days of absence from the office can cause me so much fatigue. how i wish some people could just keep their sarcastic remarks to themselves. and also, don't just NATO (no actions talk only) with me. don't just say it, DO IT! to make things worse, i'm really turned off by the sight of that little miss. she and her &lt;i&gt;barang&lt;/i&gt; is taking up so much space, and everything is making my area such an eyesore. and sometimes, certain tasks are so simple to do, and yet some people are just too lazy to do it and too dependent on &lt;strike&gt;us&lt;/strike&gt;me. hello, i'm not a robot. neither am i your personal assistant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think, all that, is probably cause i miss my favourite neighbour. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get emotionally attached and dependent on someone pretty easily and fast. that is why i'm so affected by my neighbour's resignation. i don't really show, but i really feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same goes to my love. the future is really unpredictable, that is why i'm always saying "love like never before". i just want to fight for my happiness. what's mine, will eventually be mine. i love you. i really do.. let's fight for this together okie? sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was really motivated last night, but now i'm not really sure if i can cope with this. i'm in need of some strength for me to pull through this one. 18months will soon be over, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to escape. i need a getaway. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-7534696477471369458?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/7534696477471369458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=7534696477471369458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7534696477471369458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7534696477471369458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/10/fate-destiny-lies-in-our-own-hands.html' title='Fate &amp; Destiny lies in our own hands'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-7994363783418429226</id><published>2007-10-29T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T19:42:54.148+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>My Bestfriend. My Love. My Soulmate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RyXGvg6d1mI/AAAAAAAABuQ/m6c8LU8S4NQ/s1600-h/Collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126722270422488674" style="WIDTH: 456px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" height="188" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RyXGvg6d1mI/AAAAAAAABuQ/m6c8LU8S4NQ/s320/Collage.jpg" width="388" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-7994363783418429226?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/7994363783418429226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=7994363783418429226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7994363783418429226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7994363783418429226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-bestfriend-my-love-my-soulmate.html' title='My Bestfriend. My Love. My Soulmate.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RyXGvg6d1mI/AAAAAAAABuQ/m6c8LU8S4NQ/s72-c/Collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-3707023824994970406</id><published>2007-10-28T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T03:02:56.049+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>You kept me smiling. You always do. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i've finally got the time to do an update. being so busy with the warehouse sale, school orientation, and of cause, CY. :) very happening huh? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the warehouse sale set-up on thursday, i was feeling so mixed up. tired, 'cause the place was extremely warm! upset, 'cause it's my favourite neighbour's last day of work. SIGH. although i'm not good at expressing myself, but at the thought of days without her beside me at work (plus having to sit beside that lil miss) makes me wanna tear. SIGH. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, i've been spending alot of time with CY lately. i just love hanging out with him. teehee. i'm not trying to show off or anything, but just bear with me while i blogged about CY okie? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the first time a guy (my boyfriend, in particular) sent breakfast to me when he knows i was hungry and that i've no time to eat. CY surprised me with some snacks and dessert at Expo on friday when i was busy at work. he just popped by just.like.that, when i thought he was on his way out to meet his friends. i swear i was really surprised and touched when he appeared in front of my cashier with that bag of food. how cute of him to pass me the bag and went off immediately. how cute of him to leave such a sweet note in it too. hahahahaha. so i excused myself awhile to meet him outside after that. thanks dear! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attended my school's orientation after work, which i left early, on friday. i didn't stayed throughout the orientation, as i find it pretty boring with all the ice breaker games and speeches. hence, i managed to get out after getting my textbooks and notes, which was helluva heavy load loh! met up with CY after that, and we had dinner together before deciding where to head to next. had wanted to head home first to put my books, but CY had insisted he will carry them for me. damn, the books are really heavy loh! sigh, sorry and thanks. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CY and i decided on Holland V aftermath. it's cold rock ice cream (yummy!) and wala wala then. CY's friend joined us at 10ish. and also, i called yun down to join us as well. before the 2 of them arrived, i already had 2 glasses of red wine with CY, and i had one more when we moved to the ground floor. haha! although CY's friend is a little "too cool", but the night had been great nonetheless. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, i seem to have endless things to blog about. alright, CY and i went Sentosa today. it was a happy day! warm weather, great company, excellent time spent! i finally got to use my ISLANDER CARD today! damn, i've applied it for almost half a year, and have not even used once! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skyride is hot, but great with you around. photo taking like a tourist with you had been fun. "sun-tanning" at siloso beach was super hot with you around. luge ride was fun fun fun, though my helmet was irritating! hahaha. i just love being with you! let's go to more places together in future okie dear?! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/DSC01237.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img height="200" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/DSC01240.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/DSC01236.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/DSCF3671.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;waves crashing. beautiful sunset. beautiful you and me. beautiful us. thanks for all littlest things you've done for me. and i'm sorry we've to end this halloween night without any partying. :( ngor ho ai lei, zhu tao.. (: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tomorrow's another day, before CY's gonna book in. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, toodles!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-3707023824994970406?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/3707023824994970406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=3707023824994970406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/3707023824994970406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/3707023824994970406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-kept-me-smiling-you-always-do.html' title='You kept me smiling. You always do. :)'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-284222405878165235</id><published>2007-10-23T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T19:58:40.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>Tu amor, I will always be. Tu amor, means the world to me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sigh, i am a little troubled today. unsure of what to do, what to choose, what to say. just when i thought i'm going to break down, one simple sms from my dearest took away my blues. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, CY is back from Tekong last night! and i had a great time talking and sms-ing with him last night. i just love the way he made me felt ever so easy to speak my mind. :) we've made it through these sickening 9days, and indeed, absence makes my heart grow fonder. i think i like CY more now. wahahaha. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, back to serious business. i am still troubled. i don't know man. what should i do? damn. today seems like a happening day. someone close to me inadvertently said something which got me so affected that i've totally no mood to do work. sigh, it's okay girl. i won't take it to heart anymore. remember, it takes two hands to clap, so guess i was a little at fault too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, remember the ferrero rocher ad song? LOL. all thanks to my neighbour at work, i've that song stuck in my head now. i don't know why, but this song gives me a very christmassy feel. wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Say nighty-night and kiss me. Just hold me tight and tell me you’ll miss me. While I’m alone and blue as can be. Dream a little dream of me...  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i'm feeling better already. looking forward to our sweet escape. &lt;i&gt;winks*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-284222405878165235?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/284222405878165235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=284222405878165235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/284222405878165235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/284222405878165235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/10/tu-amor-i-will-always-be-tu-amor-means.html' title='Tu amor, I will always be. Tu amor, means the world to me.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-5024797747306190238</id><published>2007-10-21T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T00:44:27.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family/Friends'/><title type='text'>Twinkle in my eye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm getting so hyped up, as the day CY gonna return is approaching!!! teehee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhooos. i had McMuffin breakfast specially delivered to my doorstep by my bestfriend this morning. how sweet right? :) li'e and i had breakfast at my place together, prepared together, before cabbing down to this place where she needed my support. i'm a *ahem* supportive *ahem* friend of hers, that's why i'm so willing to sacrifice my saturday morning just for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for her, i entertained myself with CY's PSP. haha! i seriously think the puzzle bubble is darn addictive. :x we then waited to be joined by yun at 12ish. meanwhile, we roamed around the career exhibition at suntec, where i met KER KER! i think only tiffy or kengey remembers him. initially i thought he won't be able to regconise me, but man, he actually came up and talked to me. he didn't changed much, 'cept that i think he have put on some weight. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;together with yun, we took a bus to orchard to meet dong after that. 3 girls accompanied the big guy dong shopping! hahahahaha. while waiting for him, i took a shut-eye at Subway (@ Orchard Hotel Shopping Arcade). darn sleepy. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;li'e and i head back to my place at 7ish, where we had some girly fun. watching tv, chit-chatting, crapping, singing, surfing net, webcaming etc. love it when i can totally be myself in front of her. irritating her with 'conrad' and 'playpark' while she's using my laptop. farting at her. digging nose in front of her. and whathaveyou. WAHAHAHA! okie lah, i'm kidding about farting and digging nose lah. i'm not that disgusting ok. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks girl for analysing for me, and reminding me. thanks and i love you!! hee.&lt;br /&gt;and sorry girls (and dong) if i've been talking too much about CY today. but i just can't stop talking about him. LOL. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxorDs7HbJI/AAAAAAAABt0/4Nkk_nshEOk/s1600-h/DSC01220.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123454868686072978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxorDs7HbJI/AAAAAAAABt0/4Nkk_nshEOk/s320/DSC01220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rxos9M7HbKI/AAAAAAAABt8/sr7aueXBOEU/s1600-h/2007-10-20-30012.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123456956040178850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rxos9M7HbKI/AAAAAAAABt8/sr7aueXBOEU/s320/2007-10-20-30012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;li'e and i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 252px; HEIGHT: 344px" height="619" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/2o1oo72.jpg" width="248" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 237px; HEIGHT: 343px" height="619" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/2o1oo7.jpg" width="248" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yun and i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;yawns*&lt;/i&gt; so sleepy. time to snooze.&lt;br /&gt;nights all. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-5024797747306190238?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/5024797747306190238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=5024797747306190238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/5024797747306190238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/5024797747306190238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/10/twinkle-in-my-eye.html' title='Twinkle in my eye.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxorDs7HbJI/AAAAAAAABt0/4Nkk_nshEOk/s72-c/DSC01220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-8190169334747502681</id><published>2007-10-19T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T00:27:57.293+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family/Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>i need you like a heart needs a beat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's quality time with my family earlier. i think the car came at the right time, and i can't wait to get my hands on the wheels and my feet on the pedals once i passed my TP. i can't wait. i can't wait to drive my boy to camp, to anywhere and everwhere. you're my motivation now, love. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went rounding to the east today. to the airplanes viewing mall at Changi Airport T1 &amp;amp; T2, hoping to look at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.a380.singaporeair.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A380&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, but to no avail. moved on to Jalan Kayu for prata supper aftermath. it was a great night out with my family. and i simply couldn't take my mind off CY. how i wish i could just hopped on a ferry at Changi and surprised him at Tekong. HAHA, dream on! like as if i can enter right. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was filled with nostalgia after reading tiffy's thoughts. hey girl, i missed those days too. how we sang the infamous fat-fat-chicken-wang-toilet-bowl-explode song. how we passed small notes in class. how i wrote about the pimple at chicken wang's armpits on my history textbook and get caught for it. how we quarreled over trivial matters. how we had a heart-to-heart talk under the moonlight during our class chalet. how we celebrated zi wei's birthday. how we wrote letters to each other, which we've recently upgraded to emailing. haha! lots and lots of memories. i missed all that, and most importantly, i missed you! and i'm worried for you. i'm sorry that i haven't got the opportunity to pay you a visit at KL. :( hang in there, darling girl. all these nightmares will be over soon. let me and the rest of the gals spur you on! jiayou o! and keep the emails going. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i'm getting so sick and tired of work nowadays. i dread going to work everyday. i think i'll dread work even more after the 25th. take me with you, favourite neighbourrrrrrrr!!! :( but well, i wish you all the best with your new job. really really really appreciate what you've taught me all these months. i'm gonna stand up on my own now. not gonna let that little miss take advantage of me anymore. and you know what, i think i'll really miss you loads. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why, but i'm feeling really moodless right now. its the weekend, and now, my weekend seems so meaningless without my boy. :( okay, i'm not saying it's meaningless as in meaningless, but it's just that, i really miss CY alot. i've so much to tell him! i have that "need" to talk to him, you see. haha! i've practically no mood for anything this whole week, but just .... looking forward to his return from the forest, from all the 'kaka'. and i believe he misses me as much as i missed him lah. hoh dear? wahahaha. mondayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great track with lyrics to convey my message to my dearest you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When I see your smile&lt;br /&gt;Tears run down my face I can't replace&lt;br /&gt;And now that I'm strong I have figured out&lt;br /&gt;How this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul&lt;br /&gt;And I know I'll find deep inside me I can be the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I will never let you fall&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand up with you forever&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you through it all&lt;br /&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay. It's okay. It's okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seasons are changing&lt;br /&gt;And waves are crashing&lt;br /&gt;And stars are falling all for us&lt;br /&gt;Days grow longer and nights grow shorter&lt;br /&gt;I can show you I'll be the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you fall (let you fall)&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand up with you forever&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you through it all (through it all)&lt;br /&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuz you're my, you're my, my, my true love, my whole heart&lt;br /&gt;Please don't throw that away&lt;br /&gt;Your Guardian Angel&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;Please don't walk away and&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me you'll stay, stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use me as you will&lt;br /&gt;Pull my strings just for a thrill&lt;br /&gt;And I know I'll be okay&lt;br /&gt;Though my skies are turning gray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll stand up with you forever&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you through it all&lt;br /&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven&lt;/em&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;it's time out with my girls tomorrow, and re-painting my living room with my family on sunday. have a great weekend, y'all! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-8190169334747502681?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/8190169334747502681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=8190169334747502681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/8190169334747502681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/8190169334747502681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-need-u-like-heart-needs-beat.html' title='i need you like a heart needs a beat.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-5199115089346901926</id><published>2007-10-16T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T23:09:44.642+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner Intentions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>Words can be only be said, only time can prove our love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;everyone has a past. the past is what shapes who we are today. i used to hate my past, and had wanted to eradicate each and every part of my past from my memory. and as i grow &lt;strike&gt;older&lt;/strike&gt;more matured, i learnt to embrace my life the way it is, accept it as what it was, is and will be. i learnt to love myself, before moving on to love another. love who he was, is and will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may be gullible at times, but 'cause of all the let down in lfe, i grew up and emerged to be a stronger person i am today. i won't deny that i am rather disturbed right now, but i chose to think things in the other way. it takes 2 hands to clap, and there's 2 sides to a coin. promises can be made. promises are just words, and only time can prove them right for me to be totally convinced. we can promise to love for a lifetime, to never leave each other, but all these, only time can prove it to us. when 2's deeply in love, everything can be said out as easy as flipping a coin, but if we weren't meant to be and that time gonna prove us wrong, we sure gonna go on our separate ways too, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are many things which we can't alter. fate and destiny has laid everything out for us. we can't change the past, but we can change ourselves to improve to be a better person compared to the past. and so, i'm gonna live like there's no tomorrow, love like i've never being hurt before. i'll cherish the times we have together, cherish and love you like i'll always do. i won't promise you forever, but i can assure you that i will never ever lie to you. i love you, CY! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to froggie's help and her feedbacks. i'm feeling so much better right now. :)&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think i'm pretty fortunate to have great friends around me, all the time. they're there for me almost 24/7, loves me, dotes me, laughs with me, cries with me, looks out for me, be friends with me and whathaveyou. through the years, i'm glad to say, you guys have stuck by me and you guys have my words that i'll stick by you all the way too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, my brother just donated and installed for me his Microsoft Livecam. and now i'm gonna start webcaming with my family and friends! teehee. and i really really can't wait for CY to be back from Tekong on monday, so i can call him and tell him about everything! i just hope my left eye will stop twitching right now, because it kinda makes me worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, i think i'm really a gadget noob (as quoted by my bro), as i don't bloody know how to charge CY's PSP, even i've the USB charger with me. haha! right, off to snooze. i've promised to sleep early, and this is one promise i think i can keep. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights loves. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: happy 21st, larling-bestfriend-chou-da-bian!!!! =D 3 more months to my 21st. haha! loveudeepdeep. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-5199115089346901926?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/5199115089346901926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=5199115089346901926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/5199115089346901926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/5199115089346901926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/10/words-can-be-only-be-said-only-time-can.html' title='Words can be only be said, only time can prove our love...'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-3579069990285776597</id><published>2007-10-15T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T22:07:04.306+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>Affection</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i think i have a reeeeeeeeeaaaally cute boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while lying on my bed playing his PSP after my dinner, he called and told me he has night off tonight and is on his way to meet me. &lt;i&gt;melts*&lt;/i&gt; even though it's just a mere 1hour odd, i was really really touched by his gesture. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, and tomorrow he's setting off for a field camp already! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you will only read this when you book out next week. but still, thank you, hun', for everything. i'll be here waiting for you obediently okie? love u. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-3579069990285776597?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/3579069990285776597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=3579069990285776597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;what a terrific weekend i've had. quality time with CY and a great birthday bash of my bestfriend's. i'm really very very happy and contented right now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's quality time with CY from friday till today. from dinner, to meeting my friends, to beach strolling, to movie, and whatnots. ;) and he just left to book in for 10 days! and the field camp is taking him away from me for 1 week! no contacts or any sorts. darn it. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows. li'e's 21st birthday bash at her aunt's condominium at Pasir Ris last night was a blast. dong, CY and i were there early to help with the decoration. haha! ballooooons! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxItY87Ha5I/AAAAAAAABr0/mqe3FaVd0RI/s1600-h/DSCF3633.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121205632967863186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxItY87Ha5I/AAAAAAAABr0/mqe3FaVd0RI/s320/DSCF3633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits to me, CY, dong, and li'e's cousin. haha! i think the balloons are really cool. i got them from Spotlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the condo looks pretty cool, with a really cosy club house and ktv room. haha! :) anyhows, all of li'e's guests began streaming in at about 7pm before the party started. even our meritus captain, b'en (ben), made it there too! hahaha. really happy to see so many of my dear friends last night. too add on my joy, i'm really really happy to see how well CY was able to mix around with my friends and vice versa. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm too tired to blog in details, so let the pictures do the talking alrights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxIvk87Ha6I/AAAAAAAABr8/GwPVfDr3pXA/s1600-h/DSCF3637.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121208038149548962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxIvk87Ha6I/AAAAAAAABr8/GwPVfDr3pXA/s320/DSCF3637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from cake avenue. lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxIwd87Ha7I/AAAAAAAABsE/pzbBLxV_ngM/s1600-h/DSCF3620.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121209017402092466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxIwd87Ha7I/AAAAAAAABsE/pzbBLxV_ngM/s320/DSCF3620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxIzHs7Ha8I/AAAAAAAABsM/kJCktEFOAMs/s1600-h/DSCF3621.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121211933684886466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxIzHs7Ha8I/AAAAAAAABsM/kJCktEFOAMs/s320/DSCF3621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COACH coin purse from CY and me. i hope you like it, da bian. happy birthday! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxIzkc7Ha9I/AAAAAAAABsU/4BgjqD4-sbc/s1600-h/DSCF3661.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121212427606125522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxIzkc7Ha9I/AAAAAAAABsU/4BgjqD4-sbc/s320/DSCF3661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite 臭 da bian. tsk. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxI0EM7Ha-I/AAAAAAAABsc/VH8PeRlL2dk/s1600-h/DSCF3649.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121212973066972130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxI0EM7Ha-I/AAAAAAAABsc/VH8PeRlL2dk/s320/DSCF3649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i'll always be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxI0os7Ha_I/AAAAAAAABsk/-aiSB2cGcLs/s1600-h/DSCF3643.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121213600132197362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxI0os7Ha_I/AAAAAAAABsk/-aiSB2cGcLs/s320/DSCF3643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still our favourite classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxI1HM7HbAI/AAAAAAAABss/dd0mHLMr62w/s1600-h/DSCF3650.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121214124118207490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxI1HM7HbAI/AAAAAAAABss/dd0mHLMr62w/s320/DSCF3650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxI2V87HbBI/AAAAAAAABs0/BsykRx9Ur_o/s1600-h/DSCF3651.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121215477032905746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxI2V87HbBI/AAAAAAAABs0/BsykRx9Ur_o/s320/DSCF3651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bestfriend and boyfriend. perfecto. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxI4us7HbCI/AAAAAAAABs8/jhlfgW2MJDM/s1600-h/DSCF3659.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121218101257923618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxI4us7HbCI/AAAAAAAABs8/jhlfgW2MJDM/s320/DSCF3659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group pic excluding li'e's family and relatives. hee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxI5kc7HbEI/AAAAAAAABtM/-rpoouIKUQI/s1600-h/DSC01216.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121219024675892290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxI5kc7HbEI/AAAAAAAABtM/-rpoouIKUQI/s320/DSC01216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxI5QM7HbDI/AAAAAAAABtE/ASvp-nif3IM/s1600-h/DSCF3670.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121218676783541298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxI5QM7HbDI/AAAAAAAABtE/ASvp-nif3IM/s320/DSCF3670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yun, li'e and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxI6Ic7HbFI/AAAAAAAABtU/_ZwFA9d7B7g/s1600-h/DSCF3666.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121219643151182930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxI6Ic7HbFI/AAAAAAAABtU/_ZwFA9d7B7g/s320/DSCF3666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lee hong, yun and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been a great party. love the food, love the company and the birthday girl. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxI6tc7HbGI/AAAAAAAABtc/Fl6BBf-fvXI/s1600-h/DSC01214.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121220278806342754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxI6tc7HbGI/AAAAAAAABtc/Fl6BBf-fvXI/s320/DSC01214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxI8Z87HbHI/AAAAAAAABtk/cISK-fIFHCg/s1600-h/DSCF3624.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and finally, this is my cutsie bitsie lovey botak CY. hee. :) thanks for the wonderful 50 hours. there'll be more than that. thanks for all the things you've done for me. thanks for staying by my side supporting and listening to me. sorry if i've upset you earlier on, but i'm glad we shared everything. appreciate it lots. can't wait to see you 10 days later and hopefully my 爱心 7-11 has been useful. :) lastly, thanks for being part of my life. ngor ai lei, zhu tao.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, how i wish this 10 days can pass us by fast and quick. time to listen to CY's musics and play the games in his PSP. my weekend has been fantastic with you around. sigh, miss you man.. :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-7676631185321084689?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/7676631185321084689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=7676631185321084689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7676631185321084689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7676631185321084689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/10/through-good-and-bad-i-will-stand-true.html' title='Through the good and bad i will stand true...'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RxItY87Ha5I/AAAAAAAABr0/mqe3FaVd0RI/s72-c/DSCF3633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-5077375959264839373</id><published>2007-10-10T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T23:18:16.279+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner Intentions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>Sick and tired, yet contented...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this week seems to be passing by so slowly. i feel so lethargic all day, and i'm getting sick of work. sick and tired of all the shits i'm facing sometimes. i need to stand up for myself, and not be over dependent on others. it's time i learn something right now. i can't imagine life without my favourite girl at work in future. i hope it'll still be bearable though. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, i'm really glad to have CY by my side. he's ever so attentive, supportive and nice to me. i quote zhi yong, "as sweet as breadtalk". haha! love it when he's paying attention to what i'm whining all the time. hee. i'm looking forward to this weekend, when we gonna have some fun together, before his field camp next week. :( &lt;em&gt;ngor ai lei, zhu tao.&lt;/em&gt; :) and also, i'm really thankful to what my parents did. damn, i think i'm pretty fortunate right 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;how i wish all these will never be taken away from 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;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;p.s: i found out today that, it's not just CY, buggy and wei liang being in the same camp. danny is with them too! damn.. singapore's really small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-5077375959264839373?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/5077375959264839373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=5077375959264839373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/5077375959264839373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/5077375959264839373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/10/sick-and-tired-yet-contented.html' title='Sick and tired, yet contented...'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-4390383680354421183</id><published>2007-10-08T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T23:43:00.986+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family/Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>Everything means nothing, if i ain't got you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;something hilarious happened in Selarang Camp today. alright, maybe it's just me who can't stop laughing at it, but yeah. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wei liang called me all of a sudden, then the background was super noisy. we exchanged a few words, then i've another incoming call, from Buggy. both of them were in their bunks at camp, and they were trying to "confirm" the Joanne they know is the same person. then i was talking to the 2 of them, was telling wei liang about CY, who was in the same platoon as both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. after awhile, CY walked past their bunk and wei liang called out to him (he's still on the phone with me), and asked for his I/C number (i've no idea for what!). and wei liang began telling me all sorts of rubbish. LOL! i swear it was really hilarious! especially about the kimchi noodle and FHM magazine. haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, singapore.is.indeed.shrinking! LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anywhoos. shopping with the girls just makes my day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RwpOSQ89aoI/AAAAAAAABrc/NNDSBnK6kz0/s1600-h/DSC01201.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118990002155252354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RwpOSQ89aoI/AAAAAAAABrc/NNDSBnK6kz0/s320/DSC01201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RwpOYw89apI/AAAAAAAABrk/D0kdYnL_U54/s1600-h/DSC01202.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118990113824402066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RwpOYw89apI/AAAAAAAABrk/D0kdYnL_U54/s320/DSC01202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okay, laugh. -_-&lt;br /&gt;bwhahahahahahahahahahaha.. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately, i don't know why but i'm just not in the mood for work. and i'm not into sleeping early anymore. howwwwwww! anyway, i can't wait for this Friday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the outfield trip is taking away my boy for 1 day.. boooo. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-4390383680354421183?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/4390383680354421183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=4390383680354421183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/4390383680354421183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/4390383680354421183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/10/everything-means-nothing-if-i-aint-got.html' title='Everything means nothing, if i ain&apos;t got you..'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RwpOSQ89aoI/AAAAAAAABrc/NNDSBnK6kz0/s72-c/DSC01201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-2693236724159760178</id><published>2007-10-07T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T22:53:21.274+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jukebox'/><title type='text'>Simple bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RwjrKtpTbBI/AAAAAAAABrM/YV1T2ix1884/s1600-h/kevin_james22.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118599545790622738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RwjrKtpTbBI/AAAAAAAABrM/YV1T2ix1884/s320/kevin_james22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RwjrVNpTbCI/AAAAAAAABrU/OEePdGcOSjI/s1600-h/adam_sandler3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118599726179249186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RwjrVNpTbCI/AAAAAAAABrU/OEePdGcOSjI/s320/adam_sandler3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;caught &lt;b&gt;I Now Pronounce You Chuck &amp;amp; Larry&lt;/b&gt; with CY this afternoon. i must say, this is one of the best sides-splitting comedy filled with intellectual gay and non-gay jokes. you can give it a shot for a good hearty laugh. damn hilarious! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's indeed a wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;i love you all, li'e, yun, froggie and CY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;以为习惯了自由&lt;br /&gt;已改变了节奏&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;有你陪伴我左右世界并不寂寞&lt;br /&gt;喜欢你认真地守&lt;br /&gt;琢磨这未来颜色&lt;br /&gt;陪你许愿流星划过&lt;br /&gt;喔哦~&lt;br /&gt;换换我的爱情&lt;br /&gt;开始冒险游戏&lt;br /&gt;让爱充满惊喜&lt;br /&gt;甜蜜在心底&lt;br /&gt;为了梦想出击使你笑容不离&lt;br /&gt;阳光就在迎风的距离&lt;br /&gt;耀眼&lt;br /&gt;以为习惯了自由 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;已改变了节奏&lt;br /&gt;有你陪伴我左右&lt;br /&gt;世界并不寂寞&lt;br /&gt;喜欢你认真地守&lt;br /&gt;琢磨这未来颜色&lt;br /&gt;陪你许愿流星划过&lt;br /&gt;喔哦~&lt;br /&gt;换换我的爱情&lt;br /&gt;开始冒险游戏&lt;br /&gt;让爱充满惊喜&lt;br /&gt;甜蜜在心底&lt;br /&gt;为了梦想出击&lt;br /&gt;使你笑容不离&lt;br /&gt;阳光就在迎风的距离&lt;br /&gt;耀眼&lt;br /&gt;换换我的爱情&lt;br /&gt;改变幸福魔力&lt;br /&gt;也许不够天份&lt;br /&gt;收藏你美丽&lt;br /&gt;天使加速感应&lt;br /&gt;请问爱的寓意&lt;br /&gt;祈祷每天爱情都可以&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a superb week ahead! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-2693236724159760178?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/2693236724159760178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=2693236724159760178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/2693236724159760178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/2693236724159760178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/10/simple-bliss.html' title='Simple bliss'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RwjrKtpTbBI/AAAAAAAABrM/YV1T2ix1884/s72-c/kevin_james22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-2279513460882964717</id><published>2007-10-06T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T00:16:10.008+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Zhu Tao'/><title type='text'>Action speaks louder than word.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;today was a GREAT day! and i reckon tomorrow will be a BETTER and GREATER day. :D&lt;br /&gt;many amazing things are happening around me. lots of happy things. and man, i just can't shut my mouth and stop smiling. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know many may not agree to what i'm doing, and are pretty worried for me. i am worried too, but well, everything happens for a reason, no? life's full of unexpected thingy. so just face it and accept it gracefully.&lt;br /&gt;i think, action speaks louder than words. all the time.&lt;br /&gt;singapore is indeed shrinking. &lt;i&gt;"i have 2 spies!"&lt;/i&gt; tsk tsk! :P&lt;br /&gt;zhu tao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/ochappytears.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/oclove.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/ocshakesbooty.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/oclovedream.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;all of a sudden, i don't know how to blog anymore. so i'll do it.. randomly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so glad to receive tiffany's email. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;had a wonderful shopping trip today!&lt;br /&gt;li'e dropped by conrad today, and she just updated me so many stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;lulu is getting married next year, and i'll be invited.&lt;br /&gt;samsi and sam has left conrad.&lt;br /&gt;conrad will be having a new concept next year! new menu, new settings and whatnot. li'e and i wanna go back and take a look next year.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for li'e's 21st birthday bash next weekend. i bet it's gonna be a blast!&lt;br /&gt;i've booked my 21st birthday party's chalet already. early right? it's because the place i chose need to book 3 months in advance. and thanks to han de who helped me book at a much cheaper rate!!! details will be confirmed at a later date. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D random enough?&lt;br /&gt;i can't go on anymore.&lt;br /&gt;teeheehee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RwetxdpTbAI/AAAAAAAABrE/M9d2Q3KEO4k/s1600-h/DSC01191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118250566812920834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RwetxdpTbAI/AAAAAAAABrE/M9d2Q3KEO4k/s320/DSC01191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't cha love my mole too? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-2279513460882964717?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/2279513460882964717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=2279513460882964717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/2279513460882964717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/2279513460882964717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/10/action-speaks-louder-than-word.html' title='Action speaks louder than word.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RwetxdpTbAI/AAAAAAAABrE/M9d2Q3KEO4k/s72-c/DSC01191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-3867045931284637653</id><published>2007-10-05T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T19:09:56.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner Intentions'/><title type='text'>You have stolen my heart....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a good relationship isn't a game you play or an ego trip you take. it is about love and two people. loving someone can give us the greatest joy we can ever know and it can hurt more than we can believe too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loving someone means you should be ready to experience heartache and happiness at the same time. that's the reward and that's also the risk. unless we are willing to experience it, we will never really know what it's like to love and be loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loving someone takes efforts. we have to be able to communicate with each other. nobody can read anyone else's mind. we always presume that our partner knows what we think and feel. maybe in time we might be able to predict or sense each other's thoughts but it's never perfect and takes time to develop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting the chance to love and be loved by someone is blessed.&lt;br /&gt;respect your significant other for who he/she is, and not what you want him/her to be. everyone is pretty and special in his/her own special way. no one is perfect. it is true love which closes the gap of imperfectness to form a smooth surface of acceptance for each other. true love sees and accepts a person for who he/she is. it is also true love which makes a person change for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a relationship needs commitments too. what is love without commitments from each other anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like principles and values. everyone has them but they only mean as much as we are willing to stand for them. the same goes for our commitments to relationships, and the person we love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every day everywhere, people fall in love ... but just how many of these relationships are self-sacrificing love, and not just relationships which are formed only for the intense feeling of falling in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if a person says he/she loves you, he/she means that he/she loves you unconditionally for who you are now, who you were in the past and who you might be in the future. when he/she says he/she loves you and really means it, you have to ask yourself if you love him/her too or if you're in love with the idea of being in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is very hard to see the difference through logical thinking. let your heart guide you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a rocking weekend loves!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&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/14764696-3867045931284637653?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/3867045931284637653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=3867045931284637653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/3867045931284637653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/3867045931284637653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-have-stolen-my-heart.html' title='You have stolen my heart....'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-3341968470298471698</id><published>2007-10-03T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T20:51:28.815+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Drivel'/><title type='text'>Embracing chances.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;life is all about giving and taking chances. i don't wanna look back one day and say, "oh, why hadn't i grabbed hold of the golden opportunity then?". i don't wanna regret. hence, i decided to take this chance, appreciate it, and hope it will last. i know all good things will inevitably come to an end, BUT ... i &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; wanna be stubborn and hope this will not end. hope is frail. without hope is, hopeless. is lifeless. is null. is zilch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chances. i love chances.&lt;br /&gt;i embrace them. i heart them. i muacks them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, life is good! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RwOBptpTa7I/AAAAAAAABqc/Bu5KfVix0TY/s1600-h/zhu+tao.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117076155250469810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RwOBptpTa7I/AAAAAAAABqc/Bu5KfVix0TY/s320/zhu+tao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and so, have you logged in to your Facebook account, added me as friend, and gave my cute lil fluffy ZHU TAO a pet or a feed? teehee. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-3341968470298471698?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/3341968470298471698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=3341968470298471698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/3341968470298471698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/3341968470298471698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/10/embracing-chances.html' title='Embracing chances.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RwOBptpTa7I/AAAAAAAABqc/Bu5KfVix0TY/s72-c/zhu+tao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-7871320465870392149</id><published>2007-10-01T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T00:01:07.097+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Zoomed to the overdrive..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; is really interesting! i had an account when it just launched, but hadn't bother about it till today. although it's pretty fun finding old friends through it, i was rather upset by something which i stumbled upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after discussing with li'e, i think the conclusion of it is.... okay, i think nevermind. fortunately, i was prepared for this. moreover, i'm long over it. so i ain't feeling the ouchouch-pain, but just ... a little disappointed? puzzled? angry? wronged? that's all. i don't know. i'm just confused. sigh. i hope the next time round, i will be smarter. thankfully (and hopefully) i've my &lt;i&gt;hope&lt;/i&gt; with me, making my heart zoomed to the overdrive once more. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sighs*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-7871320465870392149?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/7871320465870392149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=7871320465870392149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7871320465870392149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7871320465870392149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/10/zoomed-to-overdrive.html' title='Zoomed to the overdrive..'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-4042647823106116821</id><published>2007-10-01T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T23:03:59.876+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whinings/iRant'/><title type='text'>失败乃成功之母</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;no free bubble tea for me. instead, i gotta treat CY bubble tea someday.&lt;br /&gt;hey look! i blogged about you now. haha. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;failed my TP. as expected. because i was really unprepared. and my instructor sucks. and i almost had a nervous breakdown. my feet were numb from the intensive revision over the weekend. and i swear i was trembling all over throughout the 45minutes! damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having a pretty nice tester(with the same surname as me), did not help either. all the well wishes and encouragement from my family and friends did not help either. man, i should have relaxed a little more just now. :( what a waste of my time and money. okay maybe not. like what dong says, at least i did not waste my money renewing the PDL last week. riight.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;re-test in december. if i remember correctly, wei liang's re-test is on the same day as me. all the best to us. i need ample practices in the circuit. i did pretty badly in the circuit! damn. and for now, i badly need a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ish so sad right now. T_T&lt;br /&gt;sing to me and coax me baby. T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-4042647823106116821?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/4042647823106116821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=4042647823106116821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/4042647823106116821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/4042647823106116821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='失败乃成功之母'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-1435321821726372411</id><published>2007-09-30T03:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T04:37:07.723+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>It's time to put everything down..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;happy belated 23rd birthday to dong. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think today has been a pretty simple and nice celebration for you right? haha. with me being the "organiser", and yet i don't know many people in LSX, so i had to liaise with Zach to help me gather the rest to meet up and have dinner together this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.settlerscafe.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Settlers Cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; @ Central. after the visit, i think i still prefer Mind Cafe. haha! there were 12 of us in all (dong, yun, eadric, zach, roy, carol, benji, rank, hui ting. hui san, june and me) and we weren't able to squeeze on the sofa, hence we merged two tables together and split into 2 groups for our games. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried &lt;i&gt;Game of Life&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;First Hand&lt;/i&gt;, and i had quite alot of fun laughing and screaming. hahahaha. i think that's how you actually get to "mix around" with new friends better? by play board games together. LOL. well, i'll definitely go for more such (board)gaming session in future. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rv6yq87ddiI/AAAAAAAABpc/XdpsacKt1OE/s1600-h/DSCF3604.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115722677719234082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rv6yq87ddiI/AAAAAAAABpc/XdpsacKt1OE/s320/DSCF3604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rv6yMs7ddhI/AAAAAAAABpU/rP6l3dBT_mU/s1600-h/DSCF3614.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115722158028191250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rv6yMs7ddhI/AAAAAAAABpU/rP6l3dBT_mU/s320/DSCF3614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got dong this French Connection t-shirt. and i think it looks pretty vulgar there. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rv6x_s7ddgI/AAAAAAAABpM/9Fp5n3VREjU/s1600-h/DSCF3615.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115721934689891842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rv6x_s7ddgI/AAAAAAAABpM/9Fp5n3VREjU/s320/DSCF3615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cutting the "cake". haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did not take any group shots afterall. and later on, we head off to Partyworld @ Shenton Way to sing. had quite a rocking time over there. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rv6zsM7ddjI/AAAAAAAABpk/k328qJFoBkE/s1600-h/DSC01171.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115723798705698354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rv6zsM7ddjI/AAAAAAAABpk/k328qJFoBkE/s320/DSC01171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had the big room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rv60Jc7ddkI/AAAAAAAABps/cJw3RvL4BQ0/s1600-h/DSC01172.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115724301216872002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rv60Jc7ddkI/AAAAAAAABps/cJw3RvL4BQ0/s320/DSC01172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rv60Qc7ddlI/AAAAAAAABp0/YmA7KxkBc8c/s1600-h/DSC01174.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115724421475956306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rv60Qc7ddlI/AAAAAAAABp0/YmA7KxkBc8c/s320/DSC01174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yun and me. muacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rv60dc7ddmI/AAAAAAAABp8/sQJI8ERsROg/s1600-h/DSC01175.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115724644814255714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rv60dc7ddmI/AAAAAAAABp8/sQJI8ERsROg/s320/DSC01175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rv60j87ddnI/AAAAAAAABqE/73v6s7eKZUk/s1600-h/DSC01176.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115724756483405426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rv60j87ddnI/AAAAAAAABqE/73v6s7eKZUk/s320/DSC01176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rv60uc7ddoI/AAAAAAAABqM/RR5rteWyiMU/s1600-h/DSC01177.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115724936872031874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rv60uc7ddoI/AAAAAAAABqM/RR5rteWyiMU/s320/DSC01177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rv601c7ddpI/AAAAAAAABqU/COsrUtLFCKM/s1600-h/DSC01178.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115725057131116178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rv601c7ddpI/AAAAAAAABqU/COsrUtLFCKM/s320/DSC01178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;as usual, yun using my phone to self-take. haha! and that's eadric in the last picture btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://img.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/MOV01179.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;video clip of eadric and dong singing/screaming Shin's number again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did not stay till the end of the session, and head off at 12ish together with eadric, yun and carol. eadric sent all of us back and i got home only at 2ish. thanks ead for the ride to and back!!! you rocks k. wahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) :) yun just reminded me of something, which i think maybe it's really time i get rid of some stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-1435321821726372411?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/1435321821726372411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=1435321821726372411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/1435321821726372411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/1435321821726372411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-time-to-put-everything-down.html' title='It&apos;s time to put everything down..'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rv6yq87ddiI/AAAAAAAABpc/XdpsacKt1OE/s72-c/DSCF3604.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-5422963276573332760</id><published>2007-09-29T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T04:00:48.031+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whinings/iRant'/><title type='text'>T_T</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;now, i just want to burst out crying! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will blog more when i feel better. and hopefully i will, by tonight. since i'm heading out with my friends. damn!&lt;br /&gt;@#$%^!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm fine now! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-5422963276573332760?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/5422963276573332760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=5422963276573332760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/5422963276573332760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/5422963276573332760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/09/tt.html' title='T_T'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-7589662578305282530</id><published>2007-09-28T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T00:47:49.208+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Drivel'/><title type='text'>Time Square can't shine as bright as you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;TGIF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be a long weekend for me. took half day off today, and full day off for monday (for my TP). and today, i walked many miles under the scorching sun doing so many stuffs. and i'm &lt;i&gt;s&lt;u&gt;ooo&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; totally exhausted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday dude, dong, was at YCK when i knocked off, so he called me to eat lunch with him. and since i was heading that way, so i agreed and we had cheapo lunch at NYP. haha! then we walked under the burning sun to SSDC, as i needa renew my PDL. yes, it's that dumb! my PDL's expiring tomorrow, and my TP is on monday. in other words, &lt;b&gt;IF&lt;/b&gt; i passed my TP on monday, i'll be spending 25$ for a 2 days PDL which actually can last for 6 months. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for sometime at level 3, and the officer told me that i can't renew my PDL at SSDC, and that i've to renew it at Post Office. wah piangz! my instructor had insisted that SSDC can renew loh. waste my time. so, poor birthday dude had to follow me to and fro under the sun. haha, thanks and sorry! we then parted at AMK, where he head off to mug for exams (what a sad birthday for him. waha!), and i was off to school to settle some stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;li'e had wanted to take few hours off from work and join me for some shopping, but in the end, we did not meet afterall. went shopping on my own. yes, i was never a fan of doing things alone, and that includes shopping, but surprisingly, i enjoyed shopping alone very much today. and it has been really fruitful for me and my soul, but not for my pockets. wahaha! had wanted to drop by Grey Vibes to look at the dresses, but damn my feet couldn't take it anymore. head home at 5ish then. and i'm oh-so sleeeeeeeeeeeepy now. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fairy tales and promises don't exist anymore. i choose to take life in a more practical and superficial way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;alright, more more more more driving practices coming. but, i still feel really unprepared leh. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-7589662578305282530?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/7589662578305282530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=7589662578305282530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7589662578305282530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7589662578305282530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/09/time-square-cant-shine-as-bright-as-you.html' title='Time Square can&apos;t shine as bright as you'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-3229597128742612573</id><published>2007-09-27T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T00:47:10.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Drivel'/><title type='text'>Parting is part and parcel of life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sounds clichéd? but it's happening to our lives all the time. i get emotionally attached to people and objects pretty easily, so i hate parting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so gonna miss my dear neighbour at work so much! it's been a good'ol 7months odd with you at work. the one who made work so bearable for me. the one who taught me loads of things, both at work and off work. the one who always look out for me, and always so helpful to me and everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll definitely miss turning to my left and that familiar friendly face appears. i'll definitely miss chattering with you as and when we felt like it. i'll definitely miss lunching with you. i'll definitely miss learning many many things from you. i'll definitely miss sharing dramas/movies/songs with you. i'll definitely miss buying or drinking the 20cents drinks together. i'll definitely miss having you around to enlighten me about many many things. i'll definitely miss crapping, chatting, giggling, laughing AND working with you! very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/ocruncrying.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/occryinghelp.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/octantrum.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know we gonna keep in touch, but still, i'll definitely cherish the remaining 1month. i wish my dear girl all the best in her future endeavours. take care, and i love you lah. muacks. don't cry okie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/oclovedream.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogging randomly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately i got hooked to all the cantonese songs a friend sent me. especially the one on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;application to dong's bday dinner this saturday is closed. :x&lt;br /&gt;thanks kimmy for the enlightening chat last night. :)&lt;br /&gt;3 more days to TP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't judge one's character by the outlook.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my girls very very much. li'e, froggie, yun, leehong &amp;amp; lye hong.&lt;br /&gt;i'm very troubled.&lt;br /&gt;i am still very busy lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/ocsigh.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday wishes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th: Happy belated birthday, Luhua!&lt;br /&gt;26th: Happy belated birthday, Glen!&lt;br /&gt;27th: Happy birthday, poopie monster fizzy!&lt;br /&gt;28th: Happy birthday, dong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-3229597128742612573?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/3229597128742612573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=3229597128742612573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/3229597128742612573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/3229597128742612573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/09/parting-is-part-and-parcel-of-life.html' title='Parting is part and parcel of life.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-8654045200884867833</id><published>2007-09-26T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T22:30:13.324+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jukebox'/><title type='text'>自欺欺人</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;就算忍 守得了秘密还不安心&lt;br /&gt;原谅我 不懂得再怎麽扮幸运&lt;br /&gt;原谅我 我顾虑成罪人&lt;br /&gt;毕竟总有测隐 知感情完了&lt;br /&gt;扮未发生 想开口又沉默&lt;br /&gt;想分手 又难受 终於都&lt;br /&gt;欺骗你欺骗我感受&lt;br /&gt;还道歉 说我会补救&lt;br /&gt;怎退後 对你说谎&lt;br /&gt;表演够不够&lt;br /&gt;这次 又再骗你一次&lt;br /&gt;何不狠心一试&lt;br /&gt;太害怕令你变得寂寞&lt;br /&gt;每一次 都装出我好意&lt;br /&gt;担心得我一个 呆坐到六时&lt;br /&gt;别妄想 你都讲过别懒惰&lt;br /&gt;要说清楚 看&lt;br /&gt;我们正对峙懦弱地逃避&lt;br /&gt;了事敷衍都算关注&lt;br /&gt;潇洒点结束不等於自私&lt;br /&gt;分开方可各自开始&lt;br /&gt;不想等是时候&lt;br /&gt;不想拖是时候真&lt;br /&gt;不想欺骗你欺骗我感受&lt;br /&gt;实说我爱你不够想退後&lt;br /&gt;爱到这刻只得责任&lt;br /&gt;不想占有这次&lt;br /&gt;又再骗我一次&lt;br /&gt;何不狠心一试&lt;br /&gt;太害怕害我变得寂寞&lt;br /&gt;我想试始终不敢乱试&lt;br /&gt;担心得你一个呆坐到六时&lt;br /&gt;别妄想你都讲过别懒惰&lt;br /&gt;要说清楚 看&lt;br /&gt;我们正对峙&lt;br /&gt;懦弱地逃避了事&lt;br /&gt;敷衍都算关&lt;br /&gt;注潇洒点结束不等於自私&lt;br /&gt;我为何怕事 没法拖手&lt;br /&gt;这次就要挥手这次&lt;br /&gt;我曾发誓对你好&lt;br /&gt;愿做你好友减 低一点内疚&lt;br /&gt;真心话我跟你无谓再逗留&lt;br /&gt;别妄想你都讲过别懒惰&lt;br /&gt;要说清楚既决定了告辞&lt;br /&gt;别冒昧来电救治请收起你心意&lt;br /&gt;潇洒点结束不等於自私&lt;br /&gt;不必假装血流不止&lt;br /&gt;不要 又再诈骗&lt;br /&gt;不要 情深款款&lt;br /&gt;不要 留下次处置&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-8654045200884867833?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/8654045200884867833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=8654045200884867833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/8654045200884867833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/8654045200884867833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post_26.html' title='自欺欺人'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-1366712186653371750</id><published>2007-09-24T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T23:07:38.899+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Drivel'/><title type='text'>Wise up now or pay the cost.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i just spent half hour crapping on the phone with the character profiler li'e and i met from the career fair last month. his name is jason, and he called me to tell me the results of the survey we took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what's the result of my survey?&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jason says, i'm damn damn damn (yes, with that emphasis) suitable to be in the sales line. yeah, i'm pretty interested to do sales (not the kind of retail sales, but more like car agent or property agent), but i never thought i could be so DAMN suitable to be one. because i'm always &lt;strong&gt;shy and quiet&lt;/strong&gt; in front of people. and i've no confidence to hit targets or whatsoever. how can right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, that's not my point actually. and you know what he said about the reason? he said, it's because i'm crappy. okay, i'm owned. -_-" WAHAAHAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please remind myself to ask li'e how's her results tomorrow. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;okay, don't mind me ya, because i seriously am amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, how ah? 1 more week. and i'm damn &lt;i&gt;gan chiong&lt;/i&gt; till i &lt;i&gt;lao sai-ed&lt;/i&gt;. LOL, no lar. i'm kidding about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee, going shopping tomorrow! :D&lt;br /&gt;time for bed. nights all! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-1366712186653371750?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/1366712186653371750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=1366712186653371750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/1366712186653371750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/1366712186653371750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/09/wise-up-now-or-pay-cost.html' title='Wise up now or pay the cost.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-7344219293258297331</id><published>2007-09-23T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T02:21:37.924+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family/Friends'/><title type='text'>'Cause everywhere I go, there's a love song that reminds me of you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i had a pretty exciting driving lesson this afternoon! haha. i usually had my lessons around Yishun, but today i got to drive from Yishun all the way to Ubi, as i requested to be able to familiarise my test routes. i think the experience was pretty alright, just that the traffic over there was really heavy. plus there's so many road works over there! an intimidating ride indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda worried now. my TP's next week! i hope Martin's tips will come into handy then. i think, if i can pass my TP at Ubi, i'll be a daredevil after that. LOL. lots of luck for me alright? :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home to rest after my lesson, before meeting my friends at &lt;b&gt;Plaza Singapura&lt;/b&gt; in the evening. had asked our usual clique out for dinner, but only wei liang, martin, li'e and i were able to make it. had dinner at Ajisen, caught up abit, walked around town, shopped abit, and called it a day at 11ish. it felt wonderful to be able to see my "nan ren" and "ma tian tian". hahaha! and i think wei liang still looked as great with his botak head. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it had been a simple yet fulfilling meet up with them, and i can't wait to meet up with all of them more often next time. o yea, li'e and i bumped into Sherla on our way to meet the guys. were just talking about her with Lyehong last weekend, and we saw her again today. haha! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures! the guys refused to take pictures.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RvVPvdsqdHI/AAAAAAAABo8/0rMcpp-vF-A/s1600-h/me8.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113080628793472114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RvVPvdsqdHI/AAAAAAAABo8/0rMcpp-vF-A/s320/me8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RvVPqtsqdGI/AAAAAAAABo0/xJKDQ7tznKc/s1600-h/Untitled-1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113080547189093474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RvVPqtsqdGI/AAAAAAAABo0/xJKDQ7tznKc/s320/Untitled-1+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yours truly. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RvVP6tsqdII/AAAAAAAABpE/rPZcu3YIw3Q/s1600-h/Untitled-2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113080822067000450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RvVP6tsqdII/AAAAAAAABpE/rPZcu3YIw3Q/s320/Untitled-2+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i wanna say a BIG THANK YOU for being there during my darkest hour, when the world decided to turn its back on me, you were there to pick up the bits and pieces of me. and remember, i am here for you always. no expiry date ok? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-7344219293258297331?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/7344219293258297331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=7344219293258297331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7344219293258297331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7344219293258297331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/09/cause-everywhere-i-go-theres-love-song.html' title='&apos;Cause everywhere I go, there&apos;s a love song that reminds me of you.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RvVPvdsqdHI/AAAAAAAABo8/0rMcpp-vF-A/s72-c/me8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-7440100217298308535</id><published>2007-09-21T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T23:13:28.471+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews/Recommendations'/><title type='text'>But I want, want, want to be your love. Want to be your love, for real.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;there are many things which aren't as pure and innocent as what everyone sees. i learnt about many many things today. lots of emotions - bad, unfair, unhappy, pissed and confused. i need to talk to somebody and ask for help, but who can i turn to? it seems like everyone around me are having their fair shares of problems already. okay, Ariloulaleelay is online now. and i can't wait to see my brothers&amp;amp;sisters tomorrow evening and "pour my sorrows" to them. ok bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RvPBbNsqdFI/AAAAAAAABos/zArKaP9qbno/s1600-h/4c1f61f6c6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112642675273266258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RvPBbNsqdFI/AAAAAAAABos/zArKaP9qbno/s320/4c1f61f6c6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;X-Family. Follow up of KO One. Woooohoooo. Arron Yan!! me loves. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;have a wonderful weekend.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&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/14764696-7440100217298308535?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/7440100217298308535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=7440100217298308535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7440100217298308535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7440100217298308535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/09/but-i-want-want-want-to-be-your-love.html' title='But I want, want, want to be your love. Want to be your love, for real.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RvPBbNsqdFI/AAAAAAAABos/zArKaP9qbno/s72-c/4c1f61f6c6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-3759310619874607146</id><published>2007-09-19T19:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T19:51:52.805+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whinings/iRant'/><title type='text'>!@#$%^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;now tell me, am i &lt;i&gt;suay&lt;/i&gt; or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my school orientation falls on the same day as my company's warehouse sale at Expo! first day somemore! and to add on the effect, my exams for term 1 falls on my 21st birthday month! 2 papers, 1 of it on the day which i planned to hold my celebration and the other is after my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, what now? -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-3759310619874607146?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/3759310619874607146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=3759310619874607146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/3759310619874607146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/3759310619874607146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='!@#$%^'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-1542452548173042417</id><published>2007-09-19T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T19:52:13.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncatagorized'/><title type='text'>Tagged by Ivan, again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You have being tag for this game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVOURITES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Colours : black, grey, red, pink, green and white.&lt;br /&gt;2) Food : anything but durian or sushi&lt;br /&gt;3) Song : my favourite song changes all the time&lt;br /&gt;4) Day of the week : friday and saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENT&lt;br /&gt;1) Mood : sick&lt;br /&gt;2) Taste: nothing&lt;br /&gt;3) Clothes : tee shirt and boxers&lt;br /&gt;4) time : 4.45pm&lt;br /&gt;5) Surroundings : peaceful; with no one at home and with my music blasting from my Divoom woofer and speakers&lt;br /&gt;6) Thoughts : that i wanna finish this and continue with my last episode of "Why Why Love".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST&lt;br /&gt;1) Best frenz : angela, my pri 1 - 3 best friend, whom i've lost contact after i transferred to ADP in Pri 4.&lt;br /&gt;2) Crush : haha, i still remember his banana head! and his name is Andrew. we kept in touch till Sec sch, and he moved back to Phillipines. LOL&lt;br /&gt;3) Movie : Lion King, with my mom and brother.&lt;br /&gt;4) Lie : i can't remember!&lt;br /&gt;5) Music : ABC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Drink : H20&lt;br /&gt;2) Car ride : Last Sunday. My cousin's lancer.&lt;br /&gt;3) Movie : in cinema? Rush Hour 3. At home? Evan Almighty.&lt;br /&gt;4) Call : Li'e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Dated ur best frenz guy : never, and never will.&lt;br /&gt;2) Broke the law: does littering counts? :x&lt;br /&gt;3) Been on tv : ehh, no.&lt;br /&gt;4) Kissed sum1 u dont know : someone i dun know? nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things you are wearing noow..&lt;br /&gt;1) t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;2) boxers&lt;br /&gt;3) 'inner-beauty'&lt;br /&gt;4) specs&lt;br /&gt;5) -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 things you have done today&lt;br /&gt;1) sleep in late&lt;br /&gt;2) eat&lt;br /&gt;3) drink&lt;br /&gt;4) watched 'why why love'&lt;br /&gt;5) read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things you can hear right now&lt;br /&gt;1) James Blunt's new album&lt;br /&gt;2) my own humming&lt;br /&gt;3) nothing else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 things you wanna do nw..&lt;br /&gt;1) wash up&lt;br /&gt;2) finish this and continue with my show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 thing you will do when you are bored..&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;i&gt;nua&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 ppl that I TAGGED&lt;br /&gt;1) anybody&lt;br /&gt;2) who&lt;br /&gt;3) is&lt;br /&gt;4) interested&lt;br /&gt;5) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: i'm really really hooked to "Fly Me To The Moon" these days. these song brings back so much memories. days working as a banquet waitress, etc etc.. aww.&lt;br /&gt;PPS: to tiffy. i missed the water balloon fights too! and zi wei getting thrown into the sea, and his hp spoilt and his slippers gone! i missed all that too! hang in there. and, i missssssssss u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye, off to the moon. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-1542452548173042417?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/1542452548173042417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=1542452548173042417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/1542452548173042417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/1542452548173042417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/09/tagged-by-ivan-again.html' title='Tagged by Ivan, again.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-2380478060548230758</id><published>2007-09-17T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T01:12:50.230+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family/Friends'/><title type='text'>All the play fightin', all the flirtatious disses.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i've ditched my bimbotic curls to a &lt;i&gt;pretty&lt;/i&gt; short straight mid-length mane. i've missed my straight hair so so so very much! i had wanted a shorter bob or something, but 'cause of some forced restrictions, i can't have short hair for the time being. this is very sad. but still, i feel my hair now is &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; short, compared to my previous long long length.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Ru1cQ-xZtAI/AAAAAAAABoU/HkRfFsnPEao/s1600-h/fleetingfeelings.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110842598933246978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Ru1cQ-xZtAI/AAAAAAAABoU/HkRfFsnPEao/s320/fleetingfeelings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was the length before i had my curls. and now it's very much shorter. i've no picture of my new hair yet tho. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Ru1cp-xZtBI/AAAAAAAABoc/lWGhIuh1Q5o/s1600-h/DSC01144.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110843028429976594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Ru1cp-xZtBI/AAAAAAAABoc/lWGhIuh1Q5o/s320/DSC01144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, it's farewell to my curls for good. i'm leaving some unwanted memories behind when my hair falls. move on, i tell myself. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, i think my stylist, Ernest, from Kimage @ Northpoint did a great job to my hair, although this burnt a big hole off my pocket. $215 for this hairdo. ouch. :( and i think i wanna colour my hair. soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the heck am i doing online at this hour on a Sunday night?! i'm uber sleepy right now, and i dread going to work so so so much. how i wish i can skip work tomorrow and sleep longer, but i've lots of tasks on hand to finish! i seriously need a long break. anyhow, i just got home from &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chevrons.org.sg/" target="_blank"&gt;The Chevrons&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. had a pretty awesome night out with my family and relatives. cousin derrick booked the Karaook room and we sang to our fills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was never a fan of Beer, but tonight i had a glass. how ah? i find myself getting more of an alcoholic now. this is very bad. took derrick's Lancer home after that. i really adored derrick's ride, as he &lt;i&gt;zhng&lt;/i&gt; it till so damn &lt;i&gt;chio&lt;/i&gt;! with all the neon lights, dvd player, etc. whoa, we were fascinated! oh, even cousin stanley bought his very own ride, suzuki swift, recently. and my parents were wondering when they could be like my aunt, getting to sit in their kids' ride. well, i'm still working hard towards that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, as promised - picture&lt;strike&gt;s&lt;/strike&gt; from yesternight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Ru1hoOxZtCI/AAAAAAAABok/CbifoEAtyoA/s1600-h/IMG_0165.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110848495923344418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Ru1hoOxZtCI/AAAAAAAABok/CbifoEAtyoA/s320/IMG_0165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i changed my mind about uploading more pictures, so i'll make do with just one.&lt;br /&gt;i'm too tired to upload everything, so laters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nighty all! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-2380478060548230758?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/2380478060548230758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=2380478060548230758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/2380478060548230758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/2380478060548230758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/09/all-play-fightin-all-flirtatious-disses.html' title='All the play fightin&apos;, all the flirtatious disses.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Ru1cQ-xZtAI/AAAAAAAABoU/HkRfFsnPEao/s72-c/fleetingfeelings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-8043315780734818824</id><published>2007-09-16T03:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T04:11:52.752+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family/Friends'/><title type='text'>Weren't you the one who tried to break me with desire?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;we're supposed to have a class outing tonight, but because of some reasons, we had to postpone it to some other day. instead of meeting the rest of the guys as well, we had a little girls' night out, without our froggie as she had something else on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;down we went to Holland V, where we had a wonderful time. dinner at &lt;u&gt;Tango's&lt;/u&gt; with my 2 ladies had been pretty pleasant, and the 3 of us seems to have endless things to catch up on. seems like the days since graduation hadn't been easy for all of us. after dinner, it was dessert time at &lt;u&gt;Cold Rock Ice Creamery&lt;/u&gt;, and that was really very fulfilling. yum! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since we were already on the streets, and the mood is right, we decided to give &lt;u&gt;Wala Wala Cafe Bar&lt;/u&gt; a shot. head to the 2nd floor where the live band (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shirlyntan.com/home.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shirlyn Tan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&amp;amp; The Unexpected) was performing.  well, i felt that Wala Wala is an excellent chill-out place! terrific live band performance and the enthusiastic crowd is what makes me wanna go back there again and again! left the place after a glass of Margarita and Red wine, and went to catch our last train home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it had been a pretty simple yet splendid meet-up with you girls. let's do that again sometime soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my words may sound harsh. i've been through it, and the bitterness is still at the tip of my tongue. raw and fresh. nothing much helps except being optimistic about everything. stop thinking for the other, and start thinking for yourself. our lives doesn't only revolves around MEN, and ONE man. you are right, everyone needs LOVE to feel complete. love comes in many forms, and we can't have full marks for each and every single thing in our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you reap what you sow? we put in our 100 in a relationship, and what f-up ending do we get? not even a second chance. why do we have to chase after perfectness when there's bound to have flaws in every single thing in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want the best for everyone in my life. i want everyone to be happy. but it irks me so when i felt we're not been treated right. i feel angry, in fact. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel really mixed up tonight. happy 'cause i got to meet up with my favourite girls and had a terrific girls' night out. upset 'cause everyone doesn't seems to be doing good and that we missed our school days. angry 'cause i feel life is so unfair for the women. i think all MCP should burn in hell!!! argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i can tell you how a jerk can this guy or that guy be. but no, i can't deny that i really missed him. and also, i'm still mad at him and myself. mad for doing this to me. why doesnt a 2nd chance exist at all? yes, fcuk all the lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's never fair. and nothing's forever. yes, forever's just a word and time can prove it does exist. but so what if you've all the time in the world? time did not prove it afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't understand what i'm talking about? then don't guess. shut up and leave. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: pictures will be up tomorrow when i get them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-8043315780734818824?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/8043315780734818824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=8043315780734818824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/8043315780734818824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/8043315780734818824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/09/werent-you-one-who-tried-to-break-me.html' title='Weren&apos;t you the one who tried to break me with desire?'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-1213250894960288991</id><published>2007-09-14T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T23:24:21.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner Intentions'/><title type='text'>Fly me to the moon, and let me play among the stars.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;on my twelveth birthday, i asked myself "why ain't i a grown up yet?" then, on my sixteen birthday, i couldn't wait to enter into the later part of my adolescent years (though part of me was quite relunctant to leave my secondary school days behind). now, i wish that i could turn back time and start everything from scratch again. i want to make things right, but i don't know how to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-1213250894960288991?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/1213250894960288991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=1213250894960288991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/1213250894960288991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/1213250894960288991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/09/fly-me-to-moon-and-let-me-play-among.html' title='Fly me to the moon, and let me play among the stars.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-5037032677332823127</id><published>2007-09-11T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T23:20:17.469+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jukebox'/><title type='text'>Hey there Delilah..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey there Delilah&lt;br /&gt;What's it like in New York City?&lt;br /&gt;I'm a thousand miles away&lt;br /&gt;But girl tonight you look so pretty&lt;br /&gt;Yes you do&lt;br /&gt;Times Square can't shine as bright as you&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there Delilah&lt;br /&gt;Don't you worry about the distance&lt;br /&gt;I'm right there if you get lonely&lt;br /&gt;Give this song another listen&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Listen to my voice it's my disguise&lt;br /&gt;I'm by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;What you do to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there Delilah&lt;br /&gt;I know times are getting hard&lt;br /&gt;But just believe me girl&lt;br /&gt;Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar&lt;br /&gt;We'll have it good&lt;br /&gt;We'll have the life we knew we would&lt;br /&gt;My word is good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there Delilah&lt;br /&gt;I've got so much left to say&lt;br /&gt;If every simple song I wrote to you&lt;br /&gt;Would take your breath away&lt;br /&gt;I'd write it all&lt;br /&gt;Even more in love with me you'd fall&lt;br /&gt;We'd have it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thousand miles seems pretty far&lt;br /&gt;But they've got planes and trains and cars&lt;br /&gt;I'd walk to you if I had no other way&lt;br /&gt;Our friends would all make fun of us&lt;br /&gt;and we'll just laugh along because we know&lt;br /&gt;That none of them have felt this way&lt;br /&gt;Delilah I can promise you&lt;br /&gt;That by the time we get through&lt;br /&gt;The world will never ever be the same&lt;br /&gt;And you're to blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there Delilah&lt;br /&gt;You be good and don't you miss me&lt;br /&gt;Two more years and you'll be done with school&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be making history like I do&lt;br /&gt;You'll know it's all because of you&lt;br /&gt;We can do whatever we want to&lt;br /&gt;Hey there Delilah here's to you&lt;br /&gt;This ones for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;What you do to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for recording this demo for me. appreciate it. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-5037032677332823127?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/5037032677332823127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=5037032677332823127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/5037032677332823127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/5037032677332823127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/09/hey-there-delilah.html' title='Hey there Delilah..'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-9109755833401744767</id><published>2007-09-10T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T19:49:59.827+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews/Recommendations'/><title type='text'>Exchange Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RuUuSqEo2MI/AAAAAAAABoM/9JbbbaD547M/s1600-h/3863297-1623358.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108540250387962050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RuUuSqEo2MI/AAAAAAAABoM/9JbbbaD547M/s320/3863297-1623358.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;completed!!! time to watch till i drop. MIKE HE, here i come! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-9109755833401744767?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/9109755833401744767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=9109755833401744767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/9109755833401744767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/9109755833401744767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/09/exchange-love.html' title='Exchange Love'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RuUuSqEo2MI/AAAAAAAABoM/9JbbbaD547M/s72-c/3863297-1623358.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-8653161354692722086</id><published>2007-09-09T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T19:55:47.760+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Drivel'/><title type='text'>ohhh, its what you do to me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;should i attend the seminar this Wednesday or 2 years later? or probably this little interest of mine will fade by then? but it shows a pretty &lt;i&gt;fine&lt;/i&gt; prospect to me leh. or maybe there's some hidden adverse circumstances which aren't visible. howw? i can't decide. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i know why they say one tends to have abundant interests when you're still young and fresh in the society. how i wish i've all the time and all the money in the world to accomplish each and every of my interests. but damn, we.just.got.to.be.realistic.and.practical. sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RuPXQ6Eo2EI/AAAAAAAABnM/vwvsJHc4N0Y/s1600-h/logo-top-left.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108163087834863682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RuPXQ6Eo2EI/AAAAAAAABnM/vwvsJHc4N0Y/s320/logo-top-left.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, dropped by the World Food Fair 2007 at Suntec Convention this afternoon. i just loved the hot &amp; spicy fishballs! wheee, ate quite alot and i'm still feeling pretty bloated right now. haha! i'm craving for so many food right now. Mac breakfast, cold rock ice cream, buffets, ikea meatball, etc. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, there goes the weekend. and it's Monday again tomorrow. i hope this week won't be as busy as the last couple of weeks, which i think is unlikely so. :( okay, after so many weeks, my dear girl has finally send me the long overdue pictures! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yun's chalet; Cycling at Pasir Ris Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RuPZhaEo2FI/AAAAAAAABnU/prceDZVKsgY/s1600-h/IMG_0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108165570325960786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RuPZhaEo2FI/AAAAAAAABnU/prceDZVKsgY/s320/IMG_0039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RuPaqKEo2GI/AAAAAAAABnc/qVnNVNni_xo/s1600-h/IMG_0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108166820161443938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RuPaqKEo2GI/AAAAAAAABnc/qVnNVNni_xo/s320/IMG_0038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RuPblaEo2HI/AAAAAAAABnk/Ps4GiZK_Eso/s1600-h/IMG_0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108167838068693106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RuPblaEo2HI/AAAAAAAABnk/Ps4GiZK_Eso/s320/IMG_0037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jing xuan oei~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RuPcvaEo2II/AAAAAAAABns/DiGvw61irUw/s1600-h/IMG_0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108169109379012738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RuPcvaEo2II/AAAAAAAABns/DiGvw61irUw/s320/IMG_0043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;embrace the world with arms wide open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RuPdeaEo2JI/AAAAAAAABn0/rlCoQ3pT85o/s1600-h/IMG_0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108169916832864402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RuPdeaEo2JI/AAAAAAAABn0/rlCoQ3pT85o/s320/IMG_0044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poem reciting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RuPeH6Eo2KI/AAAAAAAABn8/7Y4IyXEQB74/s1600-h/IMG_0046.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108170629797435554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RuPeH6Eo2KI/AAAAAAAABn8/7Y4IyXEQB74/s320/IMG_0046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo jx. and our favourite lovely treeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yesterday's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RuPfC6Eo2LI/AAAAAAAABoE/nsyVP87LTI4/s1600-h/IMG_0080.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108171643409717426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RuPfC6Eo2LI/AAAAAAAABoE/nsyVP87LTI4/s320/IMG_0080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all. laters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/14764696-8653161354692722086?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/8653161354692722086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=8653161354692722086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/8653161354692722086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/8653161354692722086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/09/ohhh-it.html' title='ohhh, its what you do to me..'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RuPXQ6Eo2EI/AAAAAAAABnM/vwvsJHc4N0Y/s72-c/logo-top-left.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-421489476646400768</id><published>2007-09-08T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T23:21:52.286+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jukebox'/><title type='text'>Keeping busy, everyday I know I will be ok..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RuKjvaEo2BI/AAAAAAAABm0/ODh2BsFk63s/s1600-h/DSC01123.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107824962239518738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RuKjvaEo2BI/AAAAAAAABm0/ODh2BsFk63s/s320/DSC01123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RuKj4qEo2CI/AAAAAAAABm8/Yu5VChaOrXg/s1600-h/chocolatnspice_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107825121153308706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RuKj4qEo2CI/AAAAAAAABm8/Yu5VChaOrXg/s320/chocolatnspice_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;credits to AromaCookery for the pix on the right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aromacookery.com/aromacookery/2006/05/chocolat_n_spic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Chocolat N' Spice&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Muffins for you? li'e and i travelled all the way to &lt;strong&gt;Tanjong Pagar&lt;/strong&gt; this morning to try these yummylicious muffins. not long after getting our muffins, a loooooong queue was formed outside the shop. hello kitty crazed, bubble tea crazed, donuts crazed, and now, MUFFINS crazed! i'm not really a fan of sweet stuffs, but i personally think the muffins tasted great, albeit way too sweet for me. nonetheless, i felt it's worth the trip there! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;off to &lt;strong&gt;Peninsular Shopping Centre&lt;/strong&gt; to get our skinnies after that. well, we were totally freaked out by this shop owner in one of the shops. he's practically "forcing" us to purchase the skinnies from him. damn, we quickly fled out of the shop the moment we got the opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went on to Orchard for more shopping sprees. well, we were just roaming around, wasting our time. we were too worn out by evening, hence we did not go for Cold Rock ice cream afterall. and i'm really sleepy right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling so mixed up. why must things turn out this way? we were like buddies in the past, and how am i going to face him after the conversation we had last night! i was reminded of the past, and felt really upset by it. sigh, but i felt better after talking to li'e and dong about it. SIGH. i'm sorry, dude...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RuK1L6Eo2DI/AAAAAAAABnE/jx3c7egwXKQ/s1600-h/DSC01124.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107844143563462706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RuK1L6Eo2DI/AAAAAAAABnE/jx3c7egwXKQ/s320/DSC01124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;guess what i'm doing right now? haha. i'm on the phone with li'e, and she's doing some disgusting thing right now. hahaha. time to sing some songs to her.. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Knew the signs wasn’t right&lt;br /&gt;I was stupid, for a while&lt;br /&gt;Swept away, by you&lt;br /&gt;And now I feel like a fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So confused&lt;br /&gt;My heart’s bruised&lt;br /&gt;Was I ever loved by you?&lt;br /&gt;Out of reach, so far&lt;br /&gt;I never had your heart&lt;br /&gt;Out of reach, couldn’t see&lt;br /&gt;We were never met to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch myself, from despair&lt;br /&gt;I could drown if I stay here&lt;br /&gt;Keeping busy, everyday I know I will be ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I’m&lt;br /&gt;So confused&lt;br /&gt;My heart’s bruised&lt;br /&gt;Was I ever loved by you?&lt;br /&gt;Out of reach, so far&lt;br /&gt;I never had your heart&lt;br /&gt;Out of reach, couldn’t see&lt;br /&gt;We were never met to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much hurt, so much pain&lt;br /&gt;Takes a while to regain&lt;br /&gt;What is lost inside&lt;br /&gt;And I hope that in time&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And know I’m&lt;br /&gt;So confused&lt;br /&gt;My heart’s bruised&lt;br /&gt;Was I ever loved by you?&lt;br /&gt;Out of reach, so far&lt;br /&gt;I never had your heart&lt;br /&gt;Out of reach, couldn’t see&lt;br /&gt;We were never met to be&lt;br /&gt;Out of reach, so far,&lt;br /&gt;You never gave your heart&lt;br /&gt;In my reach, I can see&lt;br /&gt;There’s a life out there for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am totally in love with this track, which i find myself able to relate to it. darn, i just love tuning to oldies love songs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;alrighty, laters!&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/14764696-421489476646400768?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/421489476646400768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=421489476646400768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/421489476646400768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/421489476646400768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/09/keeping-busy-everyday-i-know-i-will-be.html' title='Keeping busy, everyday I know I will be ok..'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RuKjvaEo2BI/AAAAAAAABm0/ODh2BsFk63s/s72-c/DSC01123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-1731785532387089030</id><published>2007-09-07T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T09:22:02.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whinings/iRant'/><title type='text'>One sensitive post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;now what? cat fight? or blog fight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a &lt;b&gt;sensitive&lt;/b&gt; post, so please exit if you are one who can't take sensitiveness. and some of you &lt;b&gt;sensitive&lt;/b&gt; people out there, may just think, "oh, it's just another byebye-friend ranting of joanne's". i've hesistated quite awhile before deciding to voice out. neither do i want any &lt;strike&gt;un&lt;/strike&gt;necessary arguments or debates, but i'm fuming already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;note: the following are blogged based on what my instincts told me who/what those &lt;b&gt;sensitiveness&lt;/b&gt; are arrowed at, so i repeat, scram if you know you won't like what i'm going to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you call that flaunting how well "i" can manage my money? did i mentioned it was &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; whom i wanna slap my money with? no, i did not. there's no reason for me to explain whoever or whatever reason i'm writing that for. but you cannot dismiss the possibility that all that were for my self-consolation for not &lt;strike&gt;being able&lt;/strike&gt;wanting to go to the concert, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't care whatever 'coincidence' you were talking about, but before you say or do anything, can you recall what was 'it' you called my friend and potato back then? OR, what you commented then? 马后炮 , that's what i'd call that as! if you don't already know, i won't hurl anything rude without a reason! be glad i didn't say it right at your face, cause i really can't think of a good reason for me to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want to know things about me, ask it straight out from my mouth, and not through some innocent third party. i hate it when people goes around asking, "what's wrong with jo ar?", "what is her blog talking about ar?", etc. you want to know, you ask me! i will tell you if i find a need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i swear i treated you as my true friend all these years. if i don't care, i won't bother surprising you on your 18th birthday that way. i won't bother to keep in touch with you all these years. i was truly grateful and touched when you planned and organised a fantastic 20th birthday celebration for me. till today, it's still etched in my heart. and i really did wanted to be nice on your 20th. i tried my best, and it was clearly written on your face that night that you weren't exactly happy about our present or celebration. well, for that, it was indeed unlike any decent celebration. no, i did not forget how you helped me through my breakup with W - how you accompanied me while i waited at W's house, how you helped me deliver the present to M. and i meant it when i said we'll be friends forever. yes, we'll still be till we get over these 'internal inferno' between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you now. my attitude towards you changed because of the hurtful (or maybe unintentional) stuffs you and your mom said to my mom. try thinking harder about it. yay, it may be unintentional, but come to think of it, things like such should be kept between family or close friends. i trusted you, therefore i told you. little did i expect you'll use that and arrow my parents! alright, nevermind. there are just too many things (like what you chose to do) which i was really unhappy about, and still, i decided not to say it out. because i know, if i were to spell everything out from A to Z, then that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was once taught to ignore and farewell to 'friends' i dislike, like how he treated his friends, which made him ended up with zilch friends. but i was also taught to Yin2 Shui3 Shi1 Yuan2. so yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i don't know what's the consequences after i click 'Publish', but yay, i've had my say. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows. it's the WEEKEND!! i've a pretty fine weekend all planned out. oh please tell me we ARE going to have cold rock ice cream tomorrow! :D sigh, days at work without my lovely neighbour is so boring! 'sibeh boliaoz' ah! come back soon, girl!! hahaha, muacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to chill with a BOOK.&lt;br /&gt;have a lovely weekend ya'll. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ps: i think, without all the factors, i would have fallen for you already... because, i'm still in love with my ex. &lt;i&gt;sings*&lt;/i&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/14764696-1731785532387089030?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/1731785532387089030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=1731785532387089030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/1731785532387089030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/1731785532387089030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-sensitive-post.html' title='One sensitive post.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-946039068343107898</id><published>2007-09-06T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T22:22:01.261+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jukebox'/><title type='text'>My Cherie Amour.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ex (Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Ex (Kelly and Yung Texxus)&lt;br /&gt;Ex (Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Kelly Rowland]&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that we would break up for the better&lt;br /&gt;Should've never made the promises to each other&lt;br /&gt;So many things I should've said that you didn't know&lt;br /&gt;Coming in from a past with a heavy load&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I knew that you were a good man&lt;br /&gt;Give me love, you were faithful - It showed on my hand&lt;br /&gt;I know there are questions in your mind you don't understand&lt;br /&gt;Through the words of this song, I wanna answer them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honesty (Check)&lt;br /&gt;Conversation (Check)&lt;br /&gt;A shoulder I can lean on anytime I'm feeling stressed (Check)&lt;br /&gt;Good loving (Yes)&lt;br /&gt;The perfect soldier (Yes)&lt;br /&gt;Was about to say "I do," when I know it wasn't meant&lt;br /&gt;So I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Search in my mind, trying to figure it out&lt;br /&gt;And thought I was happy but I'm having some doubts&lt;br /&gt;Think I found the answer and I know I must confess&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in love with my ex&lt;br /&gt;And I wasn't ready when I said that I loved you&lt;br /&gt;And in my heart, I know that I gotta tell you&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have gone from a situation to the next&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in love with my ex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Kelly Rowland]&lt;br /&gt;Every moment that I stayed, I dug a deeper hole&lt;br /&gt;I was with you but my heart wouldn't let him go&lt;br /&gt;All my family told me, "Kelly he's the one for you"&lt;br /&gt;I know your family love me and I love them too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm so sorry) I'm so sorry for the pain I put you through&lt;br /&gt;But you shouldn't have to suffer cause I'm confused&lt;br /&gt;So much for looking forward to future plans&lt;br /&gt;Lost the love of my life and I lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good to me (Yes)&lt;br /&gt;Security (Yes)&lt;br /&gt;You were all the things I wanted&lt;br /&gt;Checking everything (Check, check)&lt;br /&gt;You were comforting (Yes)&lt;br /&gt;Romantic man (Yes)&lt;br /&gt;How could I have said "I do," when I knew it wasn't meant&lt;br /&gt;So I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Search in my mind, trying to figure it out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And thought I was happy but I'm having some doubts&lt;br /&gt;Think I found the answer and I know I must confess&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in love with my ex&lt;br /&gt;And I wasn't ready when I said that I loved you&lt;br /&gt;And in my heart, I know that I gotta tell you&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have gone from a situation to the next&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in love with my ex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Kelly (Yung Texxus)]&lt;br /&gt;Silence&lt;br /&gt;(I don't know why you're telling me all this now)&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta own this&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta own this game&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah, I ain't the one you chose)&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I'm saying this..&lt;br /&gt;Saying sorry is the hardest part&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah.. aye, it's Yung Texxus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Yung Texxus]&lt;br /&gt;From make-up's to break-up's&lt;br /&gt;His and her Jacob's&lt;br /&gt;Mi amore got issues galore, sure&lt;br /&gt;We was all good-good, and it was all good-good&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm reading old love letters (Damn)&lt;br /&gt;My homies looking at me like, "You know better"&lt;br /&gt;But I'm reminiscing so I had to consider&lt;br /&gt;Did she go hard for me? (Yes)&lt;br /&gt;Take a charge for me? (Yes)&lt;br /&gt;Turn her head when them other hoes was callin' me? (Yes)&lt;br /&gt;I can't lie, when she left she took a part of me&lt;br /&gt;Part of me want her back but part of me can't pardon she (Nope)&lt;br /&gt;Call it foolish pride but shit, who am I?&lt;br /&gt;I made my mistakes, tossed my dirt to the side&lt;br /&gt;Er'time we meet I see the hurt in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm an ex-friend, ex-homey, ex-lover&lt;br /&gt;So stop the phone calls, voicemails, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Shawty keep the ring, forget the day I ever met ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Search in my mind, trying to figure it out&lt;br /&gt;And thought I was happy but I'm having some doubts&lt;br /&gt;Think I found the answer and I know I must confess&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in love with my ex&lt;br /&gt;And I wasn't ready when I said that I loved you&lt;br /&gt;And in my heart, I know that I gotta tell you&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have gone from a situation to the next&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in love with my ex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ex&lt;br /&gt;Ex&lt;br /&gt;Ex (Ex)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-946039068343107898?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/946039068343107898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=946039068343107898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/946039068343107898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/946039068343107898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-cherie-amour.html' title='My Cherie Amour.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-596549981323280369</id><published>2007-09-05T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T21:37:54.258+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whinings/iRant'/><title type='text'>You were my everything, and I really miss you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i hate it when a birdie pooped on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e u r g h .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-596549981323280369?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/596549981323280369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=596549981323280369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/596549981323280369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/596549981323280369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-were-my-everything-and-i-really.html' title='You were my everything, and I really miss you..'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-4080707124615277039</id><published>2007-09-05T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T20:48:14.139+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>I'm just out to find the better part of me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sometimes, i wonder if i've never met Mr B, will i still be walking the painful route? or, if Mr C and i did ended up together afterall, will it be a happily ever after story and that Mr B will never get to exist in my life and cause me so much misery at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, everything happens for a reason. same goes to the 'everything' happening in my life. maybe that's my destiny, and i gotta live with it. :) i hope my dearest friend will hang in there. i'm here for you always, just like you've been there for me all these years. you know i've always love you. heehee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rt2FJaEo1_I/AAAAAAAABmk/INsMLb-TZiQ/s1600-h/heal.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106383949172103154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rt2FJaEo1_I/AAAAAAAABmk/INsMLb-TZiQ/s320/heal.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sibeh boliaoz" ah. i should be sleeping already, but darn the file transfer still crawling like a slow pork. zzz. i'm craving for some cold rock ice cream now! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've decided to give Luo Zhi Xiang's concert a miss. it's not because i can't afford the tickets. i can slap you with my money and jolly well buy the $168 tickets, but know what? i'll rather spend these money on more driving lessons, or more investments, or treat my folks to International Buffets at Melt (which i'm dying to try), or, as quoted by this guy, use the money and buy a better present for him. haha! okay, i do enjoy listening to LZX's songs and watching his dance clips, which i think i can buy/you-know-what his concert DVDs (i know the feeling is different, but RAIN's concert the other time was enough for me to 'feel' it), but definitely not to the extent that i wanna go upclose and personal with him or to kiss and hug him. moreover, 1st Dec is a Saturday which i think i might have lessons. so yay, i think kim and i has made a wise choise. teehee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time to kick off your shoes, take a break, crank the tunes, dance and shake! Light the candles, cut the cake! Make it a day thats simply great! Happy 25th Birthday, Mr Policeman... :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rt2FRqEo2AI/AAAAAAAABms/jtmHO51TBRo/s1600-h/soulmusic.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106384090906023938" style="WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" height="142" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rt2FRqEo2AI/AAAAAAAABms/jtmHO51TBRo/s320/soulmusic.gif" width="225" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-4080707124615277039?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/4080707124615277039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=4080707124615277039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/4080707124615277039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/4080707124615277039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-just-out-to-find-better-part-of-me.html' title='I&apos;m just out to find the better part of me..'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rt2FJaEo1_I/AAAAAAAABmk/INsMLb-TZiQ/s72-c/heal.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-3005930565086207902</id><published>2007-09-04T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T12:54:57.291+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Drivel'/><title type='text'>And now that I'm strong I have figured out, how this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the seconds seems to be ticking away unknowingly day by day. and guess what? in another week or so, my p-period with the company will come to an end! 6 months just whizzes pass me this way, and frankly, i really enjoy working over here. of cause, there's bound to be one or two minus points. but for my case, having wonderful colleagues around is enough to cover up the minus. i look forward to more joy ahead. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtzgGKEo18I/AAAAAAAABmM/Rz8QJEL2Mi0/s1600-h/chenyj88-img600x280-118705992121020272_bl1-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106202473918945218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtzgGKEo18I/AAAAAAAABmM/Rz8QJEL2Mi0/s320/chenyj88-img600x280-118705992121020272_bl1-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look, i even have colleague who online shopped and shared the overseas shipping cost with me. the above is what i've purchased, and it arrived in less than 2 weeks! from ordering to receiving it, it only took us 1week odd! thanks girl, for ordering and 'delivering' this for me. hee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so what have i been up to of late? still as busy and lazy as ever. i'm becoming a procrastinator over the weeks. been wanting to to so many things, and yet i've been finding excuses for myself to delay it. this is bad. this is really bad. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TP's in less than a month, and i've been booking more and more driving lessons. everything's pretty smooth, 'cept that i'm feeling a teeny-bit stressed after hearing a good friend of mine failed his TP few weeks ago. from my knowledge, he's a pretty steady driver so far, just that he was unlucky enough to meet with a tester who hardly passes Private candidates, so he flunked it with 22 demerit points. :( ah wells, i'll just try my utmost best during my TP and hope for the best. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rtzi_KEo19I/AAAAAAAABmU/T_ao6Yeachk/s1600-h/rat.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106205652194744274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rtzi_KEo19I/AAAAAAAABmU/T_ao6Yeachk/s320/rat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtzjJ6Eo1-I/AAAAAAAABmc/zCDRxvEvrdI/s1600-h/2007-6-25-evan_almighty.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106205836878338018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtzjJ6Eo1-I/AAAAAAAABmc/zCDRxvEvrdI/s320/2007-6-25-evan_almighty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;movies which i've watched so far. these were pretty good! go catch them, since i think they're still new at the Cinemas. teehee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW. if you're feeling bored to the core, do check out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sibehsibehsian.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;SibehSian's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. it's super entertaining, albeit lame. LOL! alrighty, i'm off for lunch. won't be in the office for tomorrow, as i'm involved in this mini book sale at the SCDF (Ubi) bazaar. i hope it'll be fun. i think it'll be lah? since it's gonna be out of the norm.... okay, maybe not. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.s: anybody's going for &lt;a href="http://www.sistic.com.sg/cms/events/...l?content=1198" target="_blank"&gt;Luo Zhi Xiang's concert &lt;/a&gt;on 1st Dec? email me if you are.)&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/14764696-3005930565086207902?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/3005930565086207902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=3005930565086207902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/3005930565086207902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/3005930565086207902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/09/and-now-that-im-strong-i-have-figured.html' title='And now that I&apos;m strong I have figured out, how this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtzgGKEo18I/AAAAAAAABmM/Rz8QJEL2Mi0/s72-c/chenyj88-img600x280-118705992121020272_bl1-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-5111444067134662085</id><published>2007-09-02T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T03:07:32.032+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Drivel'/><title type='text'>I've been crying for so long, fighting tears just to carry on, but now, but now, it's gone away~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i've had a wonderful Saturday, so how was yours, peeps? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made plans to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comexshow.com.sg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Comex 2007&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;with a bunch of good pals (han de, jian wen and yun) today. the guys had cravings for some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.botakjones.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Botak Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, hence i travelled all the way to Clementi to meet them for it. yes, i know there's one at AMK as well, but well, since i'm the only NORTH person so i guess i had to be the one making sacrifices, no? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, we took 106 to City Hall. oh BTW, i think i'm hooked to yun's Nintendo DSLite already! HOW? please stop me if i ever say i wanna buy one for myself one day, because i'm sure some of you know i damn &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;三分钟热度&lt;/span&gt;, so it's a big NO-NO for me to buy such gadget. so remember to stop me okie? :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopped around Raffles City awhile, as Han De wants to get something from MPH Bookstore. haha! when we reached the Comex Show, it was already 3pm. oh boy, the fair seems to be so much bigger than the previous ones, with wider walkways and many more exhibits. the 4 of us stayed focused to our target buys (external HDD, speakers &amp; mouse) and began checking out booths are booths comparing prices. basically, all i have to do was to follow and pay, because jian wen was the one helping us to enquire and compare prices of the different brands. spent 3 hours roaming about, and i got myself a 160GB 2.5" Samsung (IDE) external HDD and some new supplies of Imation CD-R. woooohooo, great buys! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we're done with the fair, yun and i had the most insane night ever. we walked so many wasted kilometres and spent some unnecessary moolahs! alright, here goes our story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Initial Plan 1&lt;/strong&gt;: Kbox Buffet; Failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason&lt;/strong&gt;: $32 Per Pax. 6pm - 9pm. totally not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Initial Plan 2&lt;/strong&gt;: Oscar's Dinner Buffet at Conrad; Failed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason&lt;/strong&gt;: $55++ Per Pax (about $67 Nett). Too expensive, for food which was said to be &lt;em&gt;not that nice&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Initial Plan 3&lt;/strong&gt;: Ellenborough Market Cafe's Dinner Buffet at Swissotel Merchant Court; Failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason&lt;/strong&gt;: Full house. 'nuff said. (we cabbed from Conrad to Merchant court btw. -_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took the train to Holland V, which we were pretty sure there's bound to be SOMETHING for us to eat. haha! and i think we made a very wise choice to Holland V. the streets are filled with such a chilled-out vibe you could not get anywhere else. today, we had chinese cuisine at &lt;strong&gt;Crystal Jade Kitchen&lt;/strong&gt;, which was pretty much a disappointment to me. but, i'm &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; determined to go back there to try out the rest of the restaurants. and yes, i'm still dying to go WALA WALA! &lt;i&gt;*tugs Eadric korkor's shirt*&lt;/i&gt; let's go? LOL! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rtmr-KEo1yI/AAAAAAAABk8/wLgD81i9lq0/s1600-h/DSC01105.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105300736945215266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rtmr-KEo1yI/AAAAAAAABk8/wLgD81i9lq0/s320/DSC01105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtmsxqEo1zI/AAAAAAAABlE/gjX3t04Cjis/s1600-h/DSC01106.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105301621708478258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtmsxqEo1zI/AAAAAAAABlE/gjX3t04Cjis/s320/DSC01106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105301784917235522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rtms7KEo10I/AAAAAAAABlM/wPakxYvRmDE/s320/DSC01107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtmtN6Eo11I/AAAAAAAABlU/if7VfSWQpd0/s1600-h/DSC01108.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105302107039782738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtmtN6Eo11I/AAAAAAAABlU/if7VfSWQpd0/s320/DSC01108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtmtYqEo12I/AAAAAAAABlc/9bKY_JEBdzI/s1600-h/DSC01109.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105302291723376482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtmtYqEo12I/AAAAAAAABlc/9bKY_JEBdzI/s320/DSC01109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which, we had our delectable ice cream dessert at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.coldrock.com.au/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cold Rock Ice Creamery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;! Cold Rock originated from Australia and opened its first outlet right here in Holland! if you thought IceKimo (Sin Ming Road) was good, this is way better! here you get to choose your choice of ice cream and there's no limit to the mix-ins of your choice! (mix-ins are $1 each). i had Strawberry ice cream with mini m&amp;amp;m and marshmellow mixed. nice like anything! im definitely going back more often, and i simply must try everything! tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtmuXKEo13I/AAAAAAAABlk/SZvO-PZ3qH4/s1600-h/DSC01110.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105303365465200498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtmuXKEo13I/AAAAAAAABlk/SZvO-PZ3qH4/s320/DSC01110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rtmu_6Eo14I/AAAAAAAABls/C3jaVbWv008/s1600-h/DSC01111.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105304065544869762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rtmu_6Eo14I/AAAAAAAABls/C3jaVbWv008/s320/DSC01111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanged out in Cold Rock for quite awhile, chit-chatting with Yun about life and everything. it's been great hanging out this way with ya girl. let's head down to Holland V more often in future! BUT, how come there's no direct buses from Holland V to the north?! that's the reason why i had to resort to take a cab home just now. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, something you might dread looking at - our faces. all taken outside Conrad, while waiting for a cab. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rtmw4aEo16I/AAAAAAAABl8/nB_duBG5Aj4/s1600-h/DSC03575.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105306135719106466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rtmw4aEo16I/AAAAAAAABl8/nB_duBG5Aj4/s320/DSC03575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtmwSaEo15I/AAAAAAAABl0/iosO6gT--M0/s1600-h/DSC01086.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105305482884077458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtmwSaEo15I/AAAAAAAABl0/iosO6gT--M0/s320/DSC01086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtmxDqEo17I/AAAAAAAABmE/bZNS3LR2RT8/s1600-h/DSC01104.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105306328992634802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtmxDqEo17I/AAAAAAAABmE/bZNS3LR2RT8/s320/DSC01104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yun thinks she looks cute in this pix. what do you think? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;each time the train passes by that rows of blue flats, my natural reaction was to turn and look to that direction and le heart filled with melancholy. maybe that's the reason why i've not stepped into that area for months... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我始终变得 不多愁善感&lt;br /&gt;回忆还像心跳 那么难忘&lt;br /&gt;拥抱的热 还留在我们的身上&lt;br /&gt;缘分却不能反抗&lt;br /&gt;爱人不变朋友实在 太难&lt;br /&gt;希望离别能让 以后&lt;br /&gt;更快乐 更幸福 更美满&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-5111444067134662085?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/5111444067134662085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=5111444067134662085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/5111444067134662085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/5111444067134662085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/09/ive-been-crying-for-so-long-fighting.html' title='I&apos;ve been crying for so long, fighting tears just to carry on, but now, but now, it&apos;s gone away~~'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/Rtmr-KEo1yI/AAAAAAAABk8/wLgD81i9lq0/s72-c/DSC01105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-1117823925260673629</id><published>2007-08-29T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T21:14:48.202+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Drivel'/><title type='text'>In the light of the sun, is there anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtVtRqEo1xI/AAAAAAAABk0/EH_D6RGEW94/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104105902813271826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtVtRqEo1xI/AAAAAAAABk0/EH_D6RGEW94/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just finished watching &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;转角＊遇到爱&lt;/span&gt;. this show has left me tearing so badly at certain peaks, and laughing like madshits at others. it wasn't the best sequel around, but definitely worth the watch. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is short. today, you see the uncle smiling at you, greeting you "Good Morning" as he watches his pet bird chirping. and when you least expected it, someone tells you the news of his sudden death. life's full of unexpected happening. cherish the ones around you. whether he's someone close to your heart, or some passerby - a simple smile, a simple 'Hi' will definitely make a difference to another person's life. rest in peace, uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so who is it that you will meet, at the very next corner? are you curious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Sigh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-1117823925260673629?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/1117823925260673629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=1117823925260673629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/1117823925260673629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/1117823925260673629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-light-of-sun-is-there-anyone.html' title='In the light of the sun, is there anyone?'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtVtRqEo1xI/AAAAAAAABk0/EH_D6RGEW94/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-8740753310983317504</id><published>2007-08-28T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T16:19:38.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jukebox'/><title type='text'>To you who have created this storm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How long have I been in this storm?&lt;br /&gt;So overwhelmed by the ocean’s shapeless form&lt;br /&gt;Water's getting harder to tread&lt;br /&gt;With these waves crashing over my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could just see you&lt;br /&gt;Everything would be all right&lt;br /&gt;If I'd see you&lt;br /&gt;This darkness would turn to light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will walk on water&lt;br /&gt;And you will catch me if I fall&lt;br /&gt;And I will get lost into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I know everything will be all right&lt;br /&gt;I know everything its right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you didn’t bring me out here to drown&lt;br /&gt;So why am I ten feet under and upside down&lt;br /&gt;Barely surviving has become my purpose&lt;br /&gt;Because I’m so used to living underneath the surface&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could just see you&lt;br /&gt;Everything would be all right&lt;br /&gt;If I'd see you&lt;br /&gt;This darkness would turn to light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will walk on water&lt;br /&gt;And you will catch me if I fall&lt;br /&gt;And I will get lost into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I know will be all right&lt;br /&gt;And I would walk on water&lt;br /&gt;And you will catch me if I fall&lt;br /&gt;And I will get lost into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I know everything will be alright&lt;br /&gt;I know everything is alright&lt;br /&gt;Everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simply beautiful, beautifully simple. and yeah, i relate to this one big time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-8740753310983317504?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/8740753310983317504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=8740753310983317504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/8740753310983317504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/8740753310983317504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/08/to-you-who-have-created-this-storm.html' title='To you who have created this storm...'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-5690729177927197346</id><published>2007-08-26T04:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T13:34:41.068+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Partying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>So don't you ever, for a second, get to thinkin' you're irreplaceable..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's Saturday night, and it has been a very very very happening and crazy night. it was Yun's 21st birthday big bash at &lt;strong&gt;Coasta Sand Pasir Ris&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was indeed very happening! trust me. because it was absolutely hilarious watching someone going bonkers, laughing and shrieking like a crazy hyena, punching and kicking whoever comes into her way. man, it was dammit entertaining, yet irritating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, before that above episode took place, we had the norm of a birthday party. when the room's occupied with only the not-so-familiar faces, froggie, jing xuan, li'e and i took off to the beach, rent bikes and cycled. it's been so long since we exercised, and now my butt's still aching from the vigorous riding. haha, i mean cycling! anyway, been at that area reminds me of our 2nd class chalet few years back. roller blading, falling, chasing with my beloved classmates. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really fun cycling with the girls. been ages since i met up with Jing Xuan OEI~~~. hee, missed those days we had back in Conrad. so much. we reminisced the good'ol days, and caught up alot. and not forgeting, snapping down our moments. can't wait to meet up again! and hopefully, together with yun as well (she was too busy to catch up today, you see). haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://img.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/MOV01055.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtCUbaEo1mI/AAAAAAAABjc/gjc1a3VsKjc/s1600-h/DSC01058.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102741576386926178" style="CURSOR: hand" height="258" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtCUbaEo1mI/AAAAAAAABjc/gjc1a3VsKjc/s320/DSC01058.JPG" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtCUxaEo1nI/AAAAAAAABjk/LeFAqqHI2tM/s1600-h/DSC01063.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102741954344048242" style="CURSOR: hand" height="258" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtCUxaEo1nI/AAAAAAAABjk/LeFAqqHI2tM/s320/DSC01063.JPG" width="156" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtCVJaEo1oI/AAAAAAAABjs/IaDxQcd9VCE/s1600-h/DSC01064.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102742366660908674" style="WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" height="253" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtCVJaEo1oI/AAAAAAAABjs/IaDxQcd9VCE/s320/DSC01064.JPG" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate to be &lt;em&gt;fringe-less&lt;/em&gt;! strong wind la deh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: more pictures at the beach are with li'e. i shall wait till she sends them to me before uploading them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;head back to the chalet after returning our bikes at 7pm. more people came. the few i know are mainly people from Conrad (aunty jamie &amp; aunty wendy), LSX (dong, roy, brian, joe, glen, rank, zach, augustine &amp;amp; benji) and some others. hanged out, mingled around and digging in food. that's basically what i did over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the cake cutting session at about 9pm. roy, joe and i helped to set up the cake before gathering everyone over. oh, roy provided the non-extinguishable candles and i went to swap with the normal ones. lol! no matter how hard yun tried to blow them, they never goes off! cool right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://img.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/MOV01068.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;helped to take pictures for yun and her different groups of friends. and below are the 'groups' i belonged in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtCY36Eo1pI/AAAAAAAABj0/8fZocfKn-HM/s1600-h/DSCF3583.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102746464059709074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtCY36Eo1pI/AAAAAAAABj0/8fZocfKn-HM/s320/DSCF3583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LSX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtCZX6Eo1qI/AAAAAAAABj8/WOkH8cjpRzw/s1600-h/DSCF3585.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102747013815522978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtCZX6Eo1qI/AAAAAAAABj8/WOkH8cjpRzw/s320/DSCF3585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conrad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtCZ76Eo1rI/AAAAAAAABkE/lX0m67tDB_c/s1600-h/DSCF3588.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102747632290813618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtCZ76Eo1rI/AAAAAAAABkE/lX0m67tDB_c/s320/DSCF3588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Joanne&lt;i&gt;s&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtCaUKEo1sI/AAAAAAAABkM/cp_5sxFiNK4/s1600-h/DSCF3589.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102748048902641346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtCaUKEo1sI/AAAAAAAABkM/cp_5sxFiNK4/s320/DSCF3589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelies :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i think the customised cake turned out to be a disappointment! it wasn't what we designed and expected! we had expected a 3-Dimensional BOOBS, but it turns out to be a pair of monster's eyes instead! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtCbI6Eo1tI/AAAAAAAABkU/m-mOcyxvS5w/s1600-h/DSCF3568.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102748955140740818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtCbI6Eo1tI/AAAAAAAABkU/m-mOcyxvS5w/s320/DSCF3568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;odd looking monster!!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, some of them left after eating the cake. then a few of us (yun, angel, rank, roy, joe, brian, froggie and i) went to the bedroom and drank. that was when the craziness began! the guys were like making yun down cups after cups of Chivas. well, they weren't the only ones, 'cause i heard Yun's colleagues or classmates prepared 21 cups of liquor for her downstairs. and this time round, she.is.really.drunk! here's proof...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://img.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/MOV01070.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to hard to say she's not drunk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://img.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/MOV01072.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look out for spider pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://img.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/MOV01074.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bondage? or 1kg of 'sai'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://img.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/MOV01076.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is fun! froggie and i lay on top of yun. roy held her legs and joe held the hands. not giving the chance for yun to move an inch, till she says she wanna vomit, then ALL SIAM! hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please pardon yun's unglamness in the video, but don't you think she's "cute"? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;froggie and i stayed to look after yun, made sure she's totally knocked out on the bed. yun really gave us a HARD TIME! yun, if you're reading this. COME AND ASK ME THE DETAILS. you are horrible!! hahahahahahahahahaa. lucky yun was under good hands, if not, i believe your mom will be super worried. when yun's finally quiet down, roy, brian, froggie and i continued with our drinking games. haha! we drank quite abit, but alright lah, 'cause brian mixed very little only. we.are.very.determined.to.stay.sober! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we are absolutely sure that yun's totally concussed, we left at 2ish, leaving joe behind to look after the mom and the drunk woman. well, there were others who were still around though. froggie, brian, roy and i went off together sharing 2 cabs. the guys insisted that they have to send froggie and i back, so yay, i shared one cab with roy and got home at 3am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, here's our (li'e, froggie, lee hong, xin yi and i) present for yun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtEKGqEo1uI/AAAAAAAABkc/L8ueCnlPPGI/s1600-h/DSCF3561.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102870962276718306" style="CURSOR: hand" height="219" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtEKGqEo1uI/AAAAAAAABkc/L8ueCnlPPGI/s320/DSCF3561.JPG" width="295" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtEKiKEo1vI/AAAAAAAABkk/eZCzbZ3sWZI/s1600-h/DSCF3566.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102871434723120882" style="WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" height="224" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtEKiKEo1vI/AAAAAAAABkk/eZCzbZ3sWZI/s320/DSCF3566.JPG" width="301" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not forgetting, a picture of my larling and me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtELLaEo1wI/AAAAAAAABks/e_BiSsuUshg/s1600-h/DSC01069.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102872143392724738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtELLaEo1wI/AAAAAAAABks/e_BiSsuUshg/s320/DSC01069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: more pictures can be found at my Multiply. check back soon, because i'm still uploading the pictures at the moment. :) Yun, get the pix from me soon. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/14764696-5690729177927197346?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/5690729177927197346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=5690729177927197346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/5690729177927197346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/5690729177927197346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/08/so-dont-you-ever-for-second-get-to.html' title='So don&apos;t you ever, for a second, get to thinkin&apos; you&apos;re irreplaceable..'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RtCUbaEo1mI/AAAAAAAABjc/gjc1a3VsKjc/s72-c/DSC01058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-4915578869220594638</id><published>2007-08-25T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T00:39:42.534+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jukebox'/><title type='text'>如果你也听说</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;突然发现站了好久 不知道要往哪走&lt;br /&gt;还不想回家的我 再多人陪只会更寂寞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;许多话题关于我 就连我也有听过&lt;br /&gt;我的快乐要被认可(我想我宁可都沉默)&lt;br /&gt;委屈却没有人诉说(解释反而显得做作)&lt;br /&gt;夜把心洋葱般剥落 拿掉防卫剩下什么&lt;br /&gt;为什么脆弱时候 想你更多&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果你也听说 有没有想过我&lt;br /&gt;像普通旧朋友 还是你 依然会心疼我&lt;br /&gt;好多好多的话想对你说 悬着一颗心没着落&lt;br /&gt;要怎么附和 舍不得 又无可奈何&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果你也听说 会不会相信我 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;对流言会附和 还是你 知道我还是我 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;跌撞撞才明白了许多 等我的人就你一个 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;想到你想起我 胸口依然温热&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;font-size:130%;"&gt;如果你想起我 你会想到什么&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;another tear inducing song. T.T&lt;br /&gt;damn, this is one great track by A Mei, written by Jay Zhou! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-4915578869220594638?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/4915578869220594638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=4915578869220594638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/4915578869220594638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/4915578869220594638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post_25.html' title='如果你也听说'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-2093757353034831180</id><published>2007-08-23T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T23:56:20.615+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner Intentions'/><title type='text'>Reality's replaced you with the biggest emptiness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;upon reading one of yun's recent blog entries, i have this strong and weird gush of emotion. i haven't been blogging alot about my heart affairs, but tonight, i decided to share and let things go, once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as quoted,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;我突然满脑子都是你的影子。你的笑声，你的声音，你的微笑，你的头发，你身上的味道，你的一切一切。 我仿佛回到了我们在一起的时光。虽是短暂，但是如此的美好。&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't been thinking much about Marc lately. maybe that's what they meant by "out of sight, out of mind", and that, surprisingly, works for me. it's been 3 months odd, and the pain has subsided, somehow. for those who're close to me will definitely know he's still not completely outta my mind, but yay, i've been too caught up with things to really go think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;untill tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the courtship days, he entered and disappeared from my life time after time (apparently, he likes playing MIA). i took in his words time after time. it's untill the 3rd disappearance, which is of late, that i decided to disappear from his life as well. we've been completely out of each other's lives for 3 months. and i'm trying to erase him from my life. even though i still talk about him occasionally, i no longer feel that pang of heartache anymore. it's a decision we've made, and so, i can't regret one bit, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i don't deny i still can't bring myself to visit places we've been together. i won't deny that it's him that i thought of whenever i saw a grey mitsubishi lancer driving past, which i'll usually check out the license plate to see if it's him. i won't deny that certain songs (you ni zhen hao) still reminds me of him. and like i said, i no longer feel that pang of heartache anymore. it's just.. nostalgia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter what. i'm really thankful to all my dear friends who has made this period of time so much bearable. supportive besties like li'e and tiffany who constantly encourage and keep me company. my favourite chat buddy, eadric, who is crappy but gives great advices. irritating dong who's always available for me to ask to company me for lunch or doing stupid things nearby. my &lt;i&gt;hao xiong di's'&lt;/i&gt;, han de, martin &amp;amp; co, who always invite me to join them for touring. and a bunch of wonderful colleagues who made my working hours so so so bearable. of cause not forgetting, many other friends who has been really supportive and nice to me all this while. yun, froggie, lee hong, lye hong, etc. for that, i think it'll take me forever to name everyone and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. changes are indeed inevitable. for that, i think i've changed. to the worst or better?&lt;br /&gt;you shall be the judge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-2093757353034831180?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/2093757353034831180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=2093757353034831180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/2093757353034831180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/2093757353034831180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/08/realitys-replaced-you-with-biggest.html' title='Reality&apos;s replaced you with the biggest emptiness...'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-3318677666237657501</id><published>2007-08-20T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T18:48:56.664+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nostalgic'/><title type='text'>Hiding somewhere in the corner, where the shadow wraps around her..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i really missed this kind of serenity.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-3318677666237657501?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/3318677666237657501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=3318677666237657501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/3318677666237657501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/3318677666237657501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/08/oh-i-remember-everything-every-smile.html' title='Hiding somewhere in the corner, where the shadow wraps around her..'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-3259715247585171071</id><published>2007-08-19T04:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T12:24:36.337+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Never knew you will let me go so far, when you left me on the boulevard..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;happy 21st birthday, missYUN!!! :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so how's it like to be 21? haha. i feel YOUNG to be 20 still btw. lalalala. so who's next? larling!!!!!!! alright, i better not laugh too much, because soon after larling's, it will be mine!!! &lt;i&gt;gasp*&lt;/i&gt; haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, we girls had a helluva fun time this evening. it's been quite some time since the 3 of us hanged out together this way. it was simple, yet fun. hee. steamboat was great! and as usual, i ate lots of hotdogs. hahaha! halfway through our dinner, there's the fireworks display from the fireworks festival over at Marina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdKTaEo1VI/AAAAAAAABhU/LAg-q2WQUec/s1600-h/DSC01028.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100126800297121106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdKTaEo1VI/AAAAAAAABhU/LAg-q2WQUec/s320/DSC01028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throughout the dinner, we kept laughing. laughing over the all the silly things. and of cause, we did some catching up. been quite some time since i met the 2 of them anyway. :) and of cause, i missed disturbing froggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdIIqEo1RI/AAAAAAAABg0/vEOvvFoaUvg/s1600-h/DSC01030.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100124416590271762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdIIqEo1RI/AAAAAAAABg0/vEOvvFoaUvg/s320/DSC01030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;流星动物园 ! and this is the tissue paper wrapper that totally cracked yun up. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i'm getting quite lazy to blog already. hence, i try to upload pictures and along with some words ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's us posing with our FOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdI96Eo1SI/AAAAAAAABg8/anXWZnRnHlc/s1600-h/DSC01031.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100125331418305826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdI96Eo1SI/AAAAAAAABg8/anXWZnRnHlc/s320/DSC01031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdJYaEo1TI/AAAAAAAABhE/bfdferkk3zQ/s1600-h/DSC01032.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100125786684839218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdJYaEo1TI/AAAAAAAABhE/bfdferkk3zQ/s320/DSC01032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdJtqEo1UI/AAAAAAAABhM/t3aYzmsnf7I/s1600-h/DSC01033.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100126151757059394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdJtqEo1UI/AAAAAAAABhM/t3aYzmsnf7I/s320/DSC01033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after our meal, we decided to chill at some bar. on the way to the Mrt station, we broke into fits of laughter on the bus. why? because of some dumb things! hahahahaha. at the thought it now, i still wanna laugh ok. LOL. our crazy moment on the bus!! yahoooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdNbKEo1WI/AAAAAAAABhc/3mdzrhEDIR4/s1600-h/DSC00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100130231975990626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdNbKEo1WI/AAAAAAAABhc/3mdzrhEDIR4/s320/DSC00003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdPBaEo1XI/AAAAAAAABhk/uA9lAkKueIs/s1600-h/DSC01036.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100131988617614706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdPBaEo1XI/AAAAAAAABhk/uA9lAkKueIs/s320/DSC01036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdPgaEo1YI/AAAAAAAABhs/1JWji5aHXSk/s1600-h/DSC00004.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100132521193559426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdPgaEo1YI/AAAAAAAABhs/1JWji5aHXSk/s320/DSC00004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdPyKEo1ZI/AAAAAAAABh0/aP23uXj35Lc/s1600-h/DSC01037.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100132826136237458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdPyKEo1ZI/AAAAAAAABh0/aP23uXj35Lc/s320/DSC01037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the train to Somerset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdRSaEo1bI/AAAAAAAABiE/u66m2b6qMfo/s1600-h/DSC01040.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100134479698646450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdRSaEo1bI/AAAAAAAABiE/u66m2b6qMfo/s320/DSC01040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdRfqEo1cI/AAAAAAAABiM/d0JBhnRMAqI/s1600-h/DSC01041.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100134707331913154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdRfqEo1cI/AAAAAAAABiM/d0JBhnRMAqI/s320/DSC01041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i've irritating fringe. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;head over to &lt;u&gt;Balcony&lt;/u&gt;. ordered a bottle of Ice Pinot Noir, and we had a relaxing time chilling out, chit-chatting, cam-whoring, checking out cute guys, and whatnots. i'd love to do that more often in future, girls. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdQ96Eo1aI/AAAAAAAABh8/6ChlqLrlgx0/s1600-h/DSC00012.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100134127511328162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdQ96Eo1aI/AAAAAAAABh8/6ChlqLrlgx0/s320/DSC00012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdTkKEo1dI/AAAAAAAABiU/QREYDZPWrg0/s1600-h/DSC00024.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100136983664580050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdTkKEo1dI/AAAAAAAABiU/QREYDZPWrg0/s320/DSC00024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdT5qEo1eI/AAAAAAAABic/ankBFKQlzVI/s1600-h/DSC00040.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100137353031767522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdT5qEo1eI/AAAAAAAABic/ankBFKQlzVI/s320/DSC00040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken by a really friendly waitress over there. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: sorry yun, for the failed surprise at 12mn. hahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember the time when i got wasted and puked all over dong? because of that incident, i vowed to myself that i won't let that happen again. i will still drink, but not till the extent that i'll get totally drunk. yay yay, i know i can't hold my alcohol well and that i can get tipsy pretty easily and fast. that explains why i can't walk straight after that few glasses just now. but at least i was still pretty sober alright. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left the bar at about 1am, and went to walk along Orchard Road to make ourselves a little more sober, before heading home at 1ish. we even bumped into Aizat and Tini along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tipsy Already! Doom da da da di doom! ~ (inside Meritus Mandarin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdUOKEo1fI/AAAAAAAABik/UVfTqy2fPGU/s1600-h/DSC01044.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100137705219085810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdUOKEo1fI/AAAAAAAABik/UVfTqy2fPGU/s320/DSC01044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdUq6Eo1gI/AAAAAAAABis/FBtQBSomUPY/s1600-h/DSC01045.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100138199140324866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdUq6Eo1gI/AAAAAAAABis/FBtQBSomUPY/s320/DSC01045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdU36Eo1hI/AAAAAAAABi0/bQiWotFgCxU/s1600-h/DSC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100138422478624274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdU36Eo1hI/AAAAAAAABi0/bQiWotFgCxU/s320/DSC00042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdVLqEo1iI/AAAAAAAABi8/Mf7Jko7zeVs/s1600-h/DSC01047.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100138761781040674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdVLqEo1iI/AAAAAAAABi8/Mf7Jko7zeVs/s320/DSC01047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdVeaEo1jI/AAAAAAAABjE/rxB91V_1XSM/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100139083903587890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdVeaEo1jI/AAAAAAAABjE/rxB91V_1XSM/s320/DSC00043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdV0aEo1kI/AAAAAAAABjM/lQOhLb8WIZ4/s1600-h/DSC00046.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100139461860709954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdV0aEo1kI/AAAAAAAABjM/lQOhLb8WIZ4/s320/DSC00046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsfCCaEo1lI/AAAAAAAABjU/TbkXY_I9oT4/s1600-h/DSC00047.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100258449634678354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsfCCaEo1lI/AAAAAAAABjU/TbkXY_I9oT4/s320/DSC00047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;after the toilet break at Meritus Mandarin, we sat down somewhere and became all emotional. is that what they called it, 酒后吐心事? :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took NR1 home after that. got home at 2ish, and it's that emotional night when Dan Byrd's Boulevard is on my playlist healing my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what do you do when things doesn't go right all the time?&lt;br /&gt;to the left to the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: yun, mug hard for your exams and we'll party hard again next weekend during your chalet! :D happy birthday once again, breast friend. tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-3259715247585171071?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/3259715247585171071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=3259715247585171071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/3259715247585171071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/3259715247585171071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/08/never-knew-you-will-let-me-go-so-far.html' title='Never knew you will let me go so far, when you left me on the boulevard..'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsdKTaEo1VI/AAAAAAAABhU/LAg-q2WQUec/s72-c/DSC01028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-4964306449763293721</id><published>2007-08-18T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T17:40:24.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Drivel'/><title type='text'>Set adrift on memory bliss of you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it has been a busy Saturday morning. i got up as early as 8am man! went to settle my school fees with my folks in the morning. now everything's settled, and all i've to do is to wait for my student card/textbooks collection and the commencement of the school term. :) then after, we went to check out cars at the showroom at Lower Delta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...rain rain go away. it's been raining the whole morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsawkKEo1QI/AAAAAAAABgs/E4fWAS3FhLc/s1600-h/two.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099957763269252354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsawkKEo1QI/AAAAAAAABgs/E4fWAS3FhLc/s320/two.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyhows, went to collect my Bigi spree loot, which is as shown in the picture above. this only cost NT$290, and in total, i only spent about SGD$16 (inclusive of shipping). cheap deal right? teehee. i've 2 more bags on the way! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some random stuffs:&lt;br /&gt;i've decided to change my hair style again, soon. prolly in Oct.&lt;br /&gt;i really can't stand some ass followers.&lt;br /&gt;okay, i should feel flattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, gonna rest a little before i'm heading out again to meet Yun and Froggie for dinner! despite the sickening ulcer i've in my mouth, i'm going to have steamboat still. been long since i had steamboat at Marina. it was since mid-March, when i had it with my OCBC collegues! haha. so, RAIN RAIN GO AWAY! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's &lt;strike&gt;ladies&lt;/strike&gt;saturday night, and the feelings right~ ~ &lt;i&gt;sings*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-4964306449763293721?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/4964306449763293721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=4964306449763293721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/4964306449763293721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/4964306449763293721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/08/set-adrift-on-memory-bliss-of-you.html' title='Set adrift on memory bliss of you'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsawkKEo1QI/AAAAAAAABgs/E4fWAS3FhLc/s72-c/two.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-7190307902942146644</id><published>2007-08-16T22:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T22:40:14.403+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Evaporate into thin air</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;just a couple random thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can one disappear from your life overnight, just.like.that?&lt;br /&gt;can i disappear from everybody's life now too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*poof*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, off to snooze. nights. nightmares to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-7190307902942146644?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/7190307902942146644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=7190307902942146644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7190307902942146644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/7190307902942146644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/08/disappearance.html' title='Evaporate into thin air'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-8198854071616705693</id><published>2007-08-16T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T22:39:07.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>run away, doll</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i wanted to type something just now, but my mind went blank all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*GONG*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doom da da di da di Doom da da di da di~&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's gonna love today, gonna love today.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway you want to, anyway you've got to,Love love me, love love me, love love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*SINGS*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. feeling so mixed up, and low right now.&lt;br /&gt;why am i feeling this way again right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*SIGHS*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind! weekend's nearing, and i'm sure things will get better soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-8198854071616705693?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/8198854071616705693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=8198854071616705693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/8198854071616705693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/8198854071616705693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-wanted-to-type-something-just-now-but.html' title='run away, doll'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-8231775000811221715</id><published>2007-08-14T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T22:58:53.960+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>孤单是一个人的狂欢, 狂欢是一群人的孤单</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it has been a great catching up dinner with an ex-colleague, Zaeid, and of cause my crazy woman, li'e. we had 925 Chicken rice after work, and did loads of catching up. well, Zaeid is still pretty much the same - still very naggy. he's always preaching about the virtues of supporting ORIGINAL. what to do? he's a policeman now. hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was great meeting up and catching up with him nonetheless. :) and not forgetting my larling too! she's getting oh-so tanned, or should i say black? oops. LOL! you should really take a look at the difference of our skin colour now! i'm always complaining that i'm tanned, but man, i feel terribly fair standing next to her! lmao. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel good being able to share my inner thoughts with that few close friends. for that, i feel blessed. thank you larling, and tiffy (will reply to your email soon). :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsG8KusTFxI/AAAAAAAABgU/5WNFQ4A7OXE/s1600-h/DSC01014.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098563145678657298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsG8KusTFxI/AAAAAAAABgU/5WNFQ4A7OXE/s320/DSC01014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so i'm filled with lethargy and the only thing i've managed to complete so far is increasing the depletion rate of my already attenuating bank account, to which i've been highly subjected to doing &lt;strong&gt;too&lt;/strong&gt; much these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe it's every woman's natural inclination to slide that dangerous piece of plastic over the counter, gleeing with happiness at the thought of yet another purchase while signing on what was yet another receipt of permission to yet diminish the shrinking bank account. i, on the other hand, prefer the instant clicking of a button that automatically transfers the moolahs to the designated merchant's account. after which i realised with some horror that i'm left with a measly sum for rest of the month. &lt;i&gt;gasps*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanne, you &lt;strong&gt;GOT TO&lt;/strong&gt; stop shopping online.&lt;br /&gt;but there's one comforting point for me is that, there's someone who shops more crazily than ME. so &lt;i&gt;phews*&lt;/i&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW. here's the 26" Gymnastic Ball i was talking about the other day. i swear it's damn tiring to get it pumped up. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsG8ZOsTFyI/AAAAAAAABgc/kJmapLMPz2g/s1600-h/DSC00994.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098563394786760482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsG8ZOsTFyI/AAAAAAAABgc/kJmapLMPz2g/s320/DSC00994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsG92esTFzI/AAAAAAAABgk/iFKD445wo9w/s1600-h/DSC00995.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098564996809561906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsG92esTFzI/AAAAAAAABgk/iFKD445wo9w/s320/DSC00995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;after! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my desktop's in a mess right now. lots of new songs waiting to be sorted out. and one of which is my current hook. all thanks to a colleague who recommended it to me. the lyrics is really ... sad. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;叶子是不会飞翔的翅膀&lt;br /&gt;翅膀是落在天上的叶子&lt;br /&gt;天堂原来应该不是妄想&lt;br /&gt;只是我早已经遗忘&lt;br /&gt;当初怎麽开始飞翔&lt;br /&gt;孤单是一个人的狂欢&lt;br /&gt;狂欢是一群人的孤单&lt;br /&gt;爱情原来的开始是陪伴&lt;br /&gt;但我也渐渐地遗忘&lt;br /&gt;当时是怎样有人陪伴&lt;br /&gt;我一个人吃饭旅行到处走走停停&lt;br /&gt;也一个人看书写信&lt;br /&gt;自己对话谈心&lt;br /&gt;只是心又飘到了哪里&lt;br /&gt;就连自己看也看不清&lt;br /&gt;我想我不仅仅是失去你- 叶子&lt;br /&gt;&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;heh. the new look on my blog, gave me more reasons to visit it, and also, blog more! thus, this pretty random post. wahaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-8231775000811221715?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/8231775000811221715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=8231775000811221715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/8231775000811221715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/8231775000811221715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='孤单是一个人的狂欢, 狂欢是一群人的孤单'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_PC4zWqWBRnc/RsG8KusTFxI/AAAAAAAABgU/5WNFQ4A7OXE/s72-c/DSC01014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14764696.post-6681168036796204338</id><published>2007-08-14T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T22:43:41.334+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jukebox'/><title type='text'>i can do whatever i want, like you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;finally, i've made some changes to my blog. the old look has been there for, 1 year, or so. and now, here's something more refreshing. i really like the top banner alot, but bear with the lousy resolution for the time being ya? teehee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I waited 'til I saw the sun&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I didn't come&lt;br /&gt;I left you by the house of fun&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I didn't come&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I didn't come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw the break of day&lt;br /&gt;I wished that I could fly away&lt;br /&gt;Instead of kneeling in the sand&lt;br /&gt;Catching teardrops in my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is drenched in wine&lt;br /&gt;But you'll be on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out across the endless sea&lt;br /&gt;I would die in ecstasy&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be a bag of bones&lt;br /&gt;Driving down the road along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is drenched in wine&lt;br /&gt;But you'll be on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something has to make you run&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I didn't come&lt;br /&gt;I feel as empty as a drum&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I didn't come&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I didn't come&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I didn't come&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of queer things are happening lately, and i'm feeling pretty low. &lt;i&gt;sighs*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's okay, things will lighten up soon. know why?&lt;br /&gt;because i'm meeting my best friend and a good'ol friend tonight! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14764696-6681168036796204338?l=jo4nn3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/feeds/6681168036796204338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14764696&amp;postID=6681168036796204338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/6681168036796204338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14764696/posts/default/6681168036796204338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo4nn3.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-can-do-whatever-i-want-like-you.html' title='i can do whatever i want, like you.'/><author><name>♥Joanne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v142/j_o4nn3/j%20o%20a%20n%20n%20e/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
