<?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-6405581</id><updated>2011-09-15T00:29:48.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-+= [SmiLe] =+-</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>180</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-3668329117223749950</id><published>2011-02-20T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T22:48:05.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been sometime since I last blog. So much things happened lately. The CNY period has just passed. But the festive mood was not the same as previous years, it seems more boring. Maybe it was due to that I re-stepped in into the workwork after 6 mths of break. Time really passes, and its my 5th mth of work in STE. 5 mths into this job made me think alot. Will be recontract or will they even wan to recontract with me? Anyway there's 7 more mths to end of contract. My workload also increased very much. But I'm still enjoying it. Just that it getting a little irritating when I'm overload with my current workload and people keep calling in to say there are issues with this and that, as to resolve quickly. Or when there is issue, the issue somehow becomes my problem. Haix...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides work there are also other problems. Problems are never ending. But I choose to believe this problems will resolve with time. Some people may say that I'm avoiding the problem and refuse to face it. Yes, I agree with that. I do not want to make myself miserable by thinking of all the problems. Doesn't mean that thinking them day &amp; night will resolve all overnight. If that happens, everything will calm and peaceful, no emotional breakdowns, no quarrels, no disagreements, non of these will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are soo much things kept in my heart. I do not know who I can pour them too. I fear people might have a bad impression of me after telling them how I feel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-3668329117223749950?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/3668329117223749950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/3668329117223749950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html#3668329117223749950' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-3110038679772966294</id><published>2010-12-12T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T23:42:56.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After watching 读心神探, it made me think of lots of things. It made me realise why must human thinking be so complex? Why can't we be simple minded?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree that our movement show how we actually feel. Sometimes what we say does not mean what we feel deep inside. I'm an example of such person. I do not mean to plot against something/person, but more of I want to protect myself. There is a very big barrier/wall surrounding around me. Thats the reason why if I'm with a group of people who that I totally do not know, or rather strangers, I would not mingle much with them. I will have reservations of what I do/tell them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-3110038679772966294?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/3110038679772966294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/3110038679772966294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#3110038679772966294' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-8660753390446888402</id><published>2010-12-02T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T00:02:12.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need to find somewhere that I can SCREAM out loud!!!&lt;br /&gt;Feeling damn lousy right now! =(&lt;br /&gt;It just feels too horrible to bear all in my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-8660753390446888402?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/8660753390446888402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/8660753390446888402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#8660753390446888402' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-1601639314568566956</id><published>2010-12-01T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T23:53:53.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling rather emo these few days. Thinking of all the what if... But the "what if" will never happen as I'm unable to turn back time to make another decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to plan for my future. But I could not think of anything constructive except to stay onto my current job till end my of 1 yr contract. I do not find anything attractive to make me feel enthu living each day. So its high time to set some goals settings to make my life more fulfilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much in my mind that I want to voice out. But it seems that words cannot express how I am feeling right now at this moment. Sometimes when I'm alone, I just can't help thinking who can I look for to let me express out all my feelings. Most of my best friends have their other partner. I can't always voice my frustrations to them. They themselves also have their troubles &amp; frustrations. I just felt useless. But thank god that I've have a goldfish memory. So after a good night's of sleep, the next day will usually be a great day. But this routine will repeat like a bus journey. No matter how much I travelled, I will still be back to the orginal point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just felt so tired. Why must 1 consider so much just to live. Why does one feel depends so much family, friends &amp; the love ones. There are so many WHYs that I want to ask...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-1601639314568566956?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/1601639314568566956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/1601639314568566956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#1601639314568566956' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-7590363465403787425</id><published>2010-11-28T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T23:24:44.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Came upon this website and decided to try out this quiz on my working style:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Working Style&lt;br /&gt;You have a great deal of warmth, but may not show it until you know a person well. You keep your warm side inside, like a fur-lined coat. When you are care, you care deeply, but are more likely to show your feeling by deeds rather than words. You are very faithful to duties and obligations related to things or people you care about.&lt;br /&gt;You take a very personal approach to life, judging everything by your inner ideals and personal values. You stick to your values with passionate conviction, but can be influenced by someone you care deeply about. Although your inner loyalties and ideals govern your lives, you find these hard to talk about. Your deepest feelings are seldom expressed; your inner tenderness is masked by quiet reserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In everyday activities you are tolerant, open-mind, flexible, and adaptable. If one of your inner loyalties is threatened, though, you will not give and inch. You usually enjoy the present moment, and do not like to spoil it by rushing to get thing done. You have little wish to impress or dominate. The people you prize the most are those who take the time to understand your values and the goals you are working toward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are interested mainly in the realities brought to you by your senses, both inner and outer. You are apt to enjoy fields where taste, discrimination, and a sense of beauty and proportion are important. You have a special love of nature and a sympathy with animals. You often excel in craftsmanship and the work of your hands is usually more eloquent than words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are twice as good when working at a job that you believe in, since your feeling adds energy to your efforts. You see the needs of the moment and try to meet them. You want your work to contribute to something that matters to you-- human understanding, happiness, or health. You want to have a purpose beyond your paycheck, no matter how big the check. You are perfectionists whenever you deeply care about something, and are particularly suited for work that requires both devotion and a large measure of adaptability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem for you is that you may feel such a contrast between your inner ideals and your actual accomplishments that you may burden yourself with a sense of inadequacy. This can be true even when you are being as effective as others. You take for granted anything you do well and are the most modest of all the types, tending to underrate and understate yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is important for you to find practical ways to express your ideals; otherwise you will keep dreaming of the impossible and accomplish very little. If you find no actions to express your ideal, you can become too sensitive and vulnerable, with dwindling confidence in life and in yourself. Actually, you have much to give and need only to find the spot where you are needed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suituable Careers:&lt;br /&gt;artist &lt;br /&gt;beautician &lt;br /&gt;botanist &lt;br /&gt;carpenter &lt;br /&gt;clerical worker &lt;br /&gt;computer operator &lt;br /&gt;counselor &lt;br /&gt;dancer &lt;br /&gt;dental and medical assistant &lt;br /&gt;designer &lt;br /&gt;dietician or nutritionist &lt;br /&gt;factory worker &lt;br /&gt;food service worker &lt;br /&gt;forester &lt;br /&gt;gardener &lt;br /&gt;geologist &lt;br /&gt;marine biologist &lt;br /&gt;mechanic &lt;br /&gt;nurse &lt;br /&gt;occupational therapist &lt;br /&gt;optician &lt;br /&gt;physical therapist &lt;br /&gt;police officer &lt;br /&gt;recreation leader &lt;br /&gt;secretary &lt;br /&gt;teacher &lt;br /&gt;veterinarian or assistant &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm... Its seems rather accurate. I'm shy to strangers, but when I'm close with them, I will do silly stuffs infront of them. No more image to consider abt.&lt;br /&gt;From the looks of above, it seems that I'm not suited to be an engineer? Oh no! I have wasted 6 yrs of studying! -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-7590363465403787425?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/7590363465403787425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/7590363465403787425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2010_11_01_archive.html#7590363465403787425' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-1965301605609835933</id><published>2010-11-28T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T00:12:27.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just finished looking through all my previous blog posts. Realised I changed. But unsure is for the better or worst. This blog space would be a great place to store all the happiness and sadness memories that I have encountered. Its a regret that I've not been actively updating my blog in the recent years. Maybe I shld do a weekly or at least a monthly update on what happy/sad events I have been though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Major events:&lt;br /&gt;1) I was jobless for 6 mths. I left my job @ GAI as I found no motivation to go to work everyday. Colleagues were nice but somehow I just could not click with them very well (talk crap with them). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Went for a short holiday to HK for 6 dyas. It was a great trip except that there were a few arguements btw my aunt &amp; mum -.-'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Finally gotten a job @ STE thanks to Joyce Tay. If not I might be jobless till now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-1965301605609835933?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/1965301605609835933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/1965301605609835933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2010_11_01_archive.html#1965301605609835933' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-2413417532927181728</id><published>2010-11-26T23:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T00:19:45.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is so much I want to say in my heart. But I fear when ppl/ close frens look @ my blog, they will think "why likedat?". So I choose to keep them in my heart. I may look that I do not care how ppl look @ me, but deep in my heart, I know I do care alot how ppl look @ me, especially those who are close to me and those I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may say that ppl see den they see lo. But cos I do not have a high confidence level of myself, I always felt inferior ( fat, short &amp; ugly). Maybe I'm jus envious of those who are prettier and slimmer den me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not dare to love anyone else (except my family members). &lt;br /&gt;I fear rejections. &lt;br /&gt;I fear for alot of things. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe its my character that makes me to have low confidence level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sucky feeling is back agaian, esp when I'm alone and all those -ve thoughts just appear in my mind (shoo -ve images shoo!) It just feel terribly horrible. Its like I know you like something alot but I know that you can never own it (% of owning it is = 0.000001%) = almost 0%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself also dun understand myself well too. Like it den get it. Why think so much. Later if its taken up, dun regret hor... And usually (so far &gt;90%), I would just give up. There is this saying short term pain is better den long term pain. So I have to tell myslf that this is the best reason to tell myself to give up harbouring the impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised as 1 get older (or wiser), there will be more and more concerns and things to consider before making/ decision what to do next. &lt;br /&gt;I want to be the old me. &lt;br /&gt;I wan to be the naive me.&lt;br /&gt;I want to express out all my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to shoot out wadever I'm thinking.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be more confident. ( Dunno when will that ever happpen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solution to all these problems: Nil&lt;br /&gt;Ways to hide/ run away from these problems: Go to slp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-2413417532927181728?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/2413417532927181728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/2413417532927181728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2010_11_01_archive.html#2413417532927181728' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-9031979946486496532</id><published>2010-11-26T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T23:28:06.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After reading my fellow colleague's blog, I realised that I didn't blog for like 1 to 2 yrs. Time really passes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 Sept 2010 marks the 1st day of my new job @ STE. Colleagues were rather nice. I got a new colleague (Yi Zhong) who joined the same team on the same day as me (Lucky I'm not alone). Joyce was in the same dept as me, so I will have a good fren there together with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like been 2 mths since I started work. Time passes very fast. The project manager who taught me &amp; yz left the company and we have to handle the things that he have taught us within 1 mth. Even though I can't say I'm coping very well, but I can say that @ least I'm able to do my basic job scope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My colleagues were nice ppl. Maybe initially I was shy and they looked serious. But after 2 mths working with them, I realised that I'm the only one going ard disturbing ppl and crapping with them. This makes our job more enjoyable too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) LP: Manager of the team&lt;br /&gt;2) VC: Nice guy. Willing to teach me SQL and allow me to bombard him with questions when I'm in doubt.&lt;br /&gt;3) TG: He may look fierce, but he actually very friendly. I could crap with him @ times &amp; he gave me a nickname: Xiao Wang (sounds so old lo!)&lt;br /&gt;4) JL: Also quite a serious guy. But when he is sian/ tired, he will go ard looking for us to chat for a while b4 going back to his desk to complete his remaining work.&lt;br /&gt;5) JT: My uni friend. We also have the same character (very sotong) and so far we are the closest in the dept.)&lt;br /&gt;6) CC: More serious guy compared to JL. Too back I'm not able to know him better as he will be leaving us soon.&lt;br /&gt;7) YZ: Both of us came in the same day. He's a nice colleague. And sometimes I would disturb him and he's fun to bluff. But still need to know him better.&lt;br /&gt;8) EK: New colleague and will be joining the MT soon. Didn'y talk much with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above is the summary of how are my new colleagues like @ STE. Maybe will update in more details when I get to know them even better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-9031979946486496532?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/9031979946486496532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/9031979946486496532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2010_11_01_archive.html#9031979946486496532' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-3430014992296650187</id><published>2009-10-11T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T23:14:36.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been almost a yr that I last blog.&lt;br /&gt;So much things happened this year that I cant really remember what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some major events of yr 2009 till todate 11.10.09 are:&lt;br /&gt;My step-grandmother pass away ard April this yr. I tot that I wasn't close to her, and this would mean that I wouldn't be affected back by this incident. But I was wrong. Till now, I realised that I couldn't accept the fact that she was alive when I last visited during CNY and 1 or 2 mths later, she was no longer there. Everything jus happened suddenly. I day while preparing for exams, I received a call from my parents that she was hospitalised. My parents wanted me to concentrate for my exams, but it seems that her codition wasnt looking too gd. When I went down to the hospital, I couldnt recognise her. My heart just sunk. During exams, she passed away. It was a tiring period for me to shutter btw sch, funneral and home. I'm gald that I was able to overcome that period and managed to pass all of my exams. I just felt not so confident compared previous semesters to even pass majority of my modules. I fear that because I didnt pass any of the modules, it would have meant that I have to stay back for another semester and also not being able to graduate this yr. My parents would be terribly disappointed if I have to be retained for another yr. But I'm gald all of this was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new chapter of life begins after my covocation. After looking for a job for approx. 3 mths, I was offered a Finance Adminstrator position at an airfreight company located at CAC. Yes this finance admin job is totally non-related to what I have studied during my 6 yrs in poly and uni. But it was really a bad time to graduate this yr due to the economic crisis. I knew that I cannot be very picky as I'm a fresh grad, and engineering sectors (except those linked with the gov.) wasnt really hiring ppl, especially for fresh grads. So obviously if any company offers me a position with reasonable pay, I will take up the offer. Now I was thinking whether was I too rush to take up the offer at that period of time? Anyway its too late to regret. Looking forward for another 4 more mths before I decide whether shld I stay on with that company.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-3430014992296650187?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/3430014992296650187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/3430014992296650187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#3430014992296650187' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-1948820354331168196</id><published>2008-11-15T14:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T15:19:01.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally I felt that I placed down a very huge burden: HRM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 papers that I took was extremely terrible. I hope that I can at least obtain a D. *keeps my fingers crossed*. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could still remember how embarassing it was after my IC Reliability paper. I broke down. I could not answer more than 1/2 the paper as it was all theory based. I only expected it to be 1 question entirely based on theory. 56 marks gone likedat. All I wish for my birthday is that a miracle can happen - able to pass all subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next paper was HRM. My most dreadful subject. It was a the very next day after my IC Reliability paper. I could not fill anything into my limited capacity brain after the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the day came. As usual, the 2 open ended questions were answered anyhow. I forgot wad to write, especially on the traits and characteristics for Obama and Mccain, with the 25 marks question was answered in a few lines (3 to 5 lines).  The next question was on the BOS. I had to summarize a few pages long 6 paths report into a 13marks answer. But all what I did was to scribble anything that comes to my mind. Haix. The best thing was that I could not answer most of the mcqs questions. I randomly pick and answered. So overall it was the worse paper that I ever took in my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I got 2 more modules to be examble, I felt super relaxed after HRM paper was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Eden Santuary to have dinner with Angie, Xinyi, Wayne and Jonathan. The food was unique and nice. The tea was not bad (especially for someone who doesn't like to drink tea). After diner we went to IMM to walk ard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling was so good that I did not want to do anything after the paper. I just want to do something that doesn't require any usage of my brain cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time to continue mugging for my VLSI...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-1948820354331168196?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/1948820354331168196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/1948820354331168196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#1948820354331168196' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-3849919101929408069</id><published>2008-11-04T12:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T12:15:05.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Arghhh! Exams is round the corner, and I'm falling ill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wrong timing for me to fall sick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haix...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are tons and tons of tutorials and PYPs for me to clear...&lt;br /&gt;When can I ever finish all of them?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone pls save me! (Even I jolly well know that no one can help me except for myself!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just lemme complain for a while! I need a place where I can vent out all my feelings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-3849919101929408069?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/3849919101929408069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/3849919101929408069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#3849919101929408069' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-630532356913942650</id><published>2008-11-02T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T00:14:08.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been a long long long time I last blog.&lt;br /&gt;I just felt that I need somewhere I can pour out all my sorrows/views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since last sunday... I became to feel moody. I wished that I knew what was the caused of it. But I didn't managed to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definately felt better after a good night rest. Everything was good till yesterday evening. I had a dream that I could not have any impression of what I have dreamt. All I knew that I could not get myself out from the dream. It was till my mum switched on the lights in my room then I was awaken by the bright lights. The after effects of the dream was not very good. I felt scared and sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even till today, I still got that very lousy feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haix...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-630532356913942650?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/630532356913942650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/630532356913942650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#630532356913942650' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-6444021335245633433</id><published>2008-02-25T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T22:23:22.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm currently using my mum new hp to blog. Something tat i have not tried b4. Hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got lots of tots lately. Unable to express all of these in words. Lots of mixed feelings. Anyway this is a blog. Not a diary. Its a online diary where everyone and anyone could access to. Jus dun feel too comfortable expressing all of my feeling in 'public'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus give myself a few days. I'll totally 4get wad i'm expriencing rite now at tis moment. For this, i simply love my goldfish memory =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-6444021335245633433?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/6444021335245633433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/6444021335245633433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#6444021335245633433' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-3876164839911860294</id><published>2008-02-11T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T21:18:38.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let me 1st of all wish those who are reading my blog a HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR! (Ang Baos pls??) =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things happened last yr. I could only remember them vividly thanks to my goldfish memory. But there are somethings I jus could not 4get. As I reflected back, there are so many things that I have regretted doing/not doing. I could not blame anyone else but myself. I have so many wishes. But all of them seemed almost impossible to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since its a new yr, I must REMOVE all of these '-ve' thoughts and start my RAT yr with new resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My resolutions for the year (Top 3):&lt;br /&gt;- Study hard and achieve my 2nd class honour when I graduate. (My GPA fell by 0.4!)&lt;br /&gt;- Slim down (I'm too fat -.-'")&lt;br /&gt;- Save more money (I spend more then what I have)&lt;br /&gt;and many more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.s.: My final wish is to find my white horse charming. Wahahahaha =X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-3876164839911860294?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/3876164839911860294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/3876164839911860294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#3876164839911860294' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-8980268372029538035</id><published>2008-02-05T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T00:59:45.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now its the 5th wk of work! Time is passing so fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to blog lately too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply love tis yr's CNY! It means long wkend for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!!! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss going to skool alot! Its really much better den working life.&lt;br /&gt;But heard from my frens who are exempted from attachment that they are struggling during their final yr with their FYP and HRM (KILLER sub).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got lots of feeling I wanna blog abt, but I jus cant simply explain them in words.&lt;br /&gt;And with my super poor goldfish memory, I will forget wad happened the day b4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its late now! Gonna hop onto bed and go 2 my beauty sleep! Nites =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-8980268372029538035?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/8980268372029538035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/8980268372029538035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#8980268372029538035' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-3647344079435491507</id><published>2007-12-30T03:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T03:34:57.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;25th Dec 07 was a fun fun day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its X'mas Day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And not 4getting our dear 'da shi's' 21st day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had super early dinner @ 4 @ mp's swensons... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I was late as usual =X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Below are the pics taken @ swensons...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NgVsgXHFI/AAAAAAAAADE/Q6zC0J6mCfc/s1600-h/251207+%5B15%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148564724855020626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NgVsgXHFI/AAAAAAAAADE/Q6zC0J6mCfc/s320/251207+%5B15%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Featuring: Jr &amp;amp; Fab!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NgJMgXHEI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Nzar0hlTq_o/s1600-h/251207+%5B14%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148564510106655810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NgJMgXHEI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Nzar0hlTq_o/s320/251207+%5B14%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another pic of both of them =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3Nf9MgXHDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/njdlDsWvyYw/s1600-h/251207+%5B13%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148564303948225586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3Nf9MgXHDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/njdlDsWvyYw/s320/251207+%5B13%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The couple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NfycgXHCI/AAAAAAAAACs/-d9cwcroNec/s1600-h/251207+%5B12%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148564119264631842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NfycgXHCI/AAAAAAAAACs/-d9cwcroNec/s320/251207+%5B12%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My gui gui &amp;amp; me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NftMgXHBI/AAAAAAAAACk/JXKHHLxaRvo/s1600-h/251207+%5B11%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148564029070318610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NftMgXHBI/AAAAAAAAACk/JXKHHLxaRvo/s320/251207+%5B11%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fab &amp;amp; Jx! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NfoMgXHAI/AAAAAAAAACc/w0k6Umj4btk/s1600-h/251207+%5B10%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148563943170972674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NfoMgXHAI/AAAAAAAAACc/w0k6Umj4btk/s320/251207+%5B10%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Solo pic of Fab!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NfisgXG_I/AAAAAAAAACU/T5edVkszzOs/s1600-h/251207+%5B9%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148563848681692146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NfisgXG_I/AAAAAAAAACU/T5edVkszzOs/s320/251207+%5B9%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 2 'J's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3Nfc8gXG-I/AAAAAAAAACM/uB6IXoOjjqc/s1600-h/251207+%5B8%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148563749897444322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3Nfc8gXG-I/AAAAAAAAACM/uB6IXoOjjqc/s320/251207+%5B8%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic of Jr and Fab again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NfT8gXG9I/AAAAAAAAACE/-GJn-TYw0-o/s1600-h/251207+%5B7%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148563595278621650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NfT8gXG9I/AAAAAAAAACE/-GJn-TYw0-o/s320/251207+%5B7%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah! Moo, Gui &amp;amp; Oink! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NfLcgXG8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/GT3inUrMf90/s1600-h/251207+%5B6%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148563449249733570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NfLcgXG8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/GT3inUrMf90/s320/251207+%5B6%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The 'sisters' =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NfG8gXG7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/YyHqTy3Tclk/s1600-h/251207+%5B3%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148563371940322226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NfG8gXG7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/YyHqTy3Tclk/s320/251207+%5B3%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My best turtle! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NfCMgXG6I/AAAAAAAAABs/Rt0Ir6fpEEQ/s1600-h/251207+%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148563290335943586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NfCMgXG6I/AAAAAAAAABs/Rt0Ir6fpEEQ/s320/251207+%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 2 'J's again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3Ne8cgXG5I/AAAAAAAAABk/rItb20GK3W0/s1600-h/251207+%5B2%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148563191551695762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3Ne8cgXG5I/AAAAAAAAABk/rItb20GK3W0/s320/251207+%5B2%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The army boys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3Ne18gXG4I/AAAAAAAAABc/cMKuze8MlOg/s1600-h/251207+%5B4%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148563079882546050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3Ne18gXG4I/AAAAAAAAABc/cMKuze8MlOg/s320/251207+%5B4%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally! The Group Photo! ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its time 2 zzz le!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-3647344079435491507?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/3647344079435491507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/3647344079435491507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#3647344079435491507' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NgVsgXHFI/AAAAAAAAADE/Q6zC0J6mCfc/s72-c/251207+%5B15%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-2502075078099464586</id><published>2007-12-27T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T16:12:37.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been very lazy to blog this few days! Here are the updated pics that I have taken with my 2 darlings (Angie &amp;amp; Siti) @ City Link Mall on the 10 Dec 2007. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NdOsgXG3I/AAAAAAAAABU/wytkzKuxJYc/s1600-h/DSC05642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148561306061052786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NdOsgXG3I/AAAAAAAAABU/wytkzKuxJYc/s320/DSC05642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The backdrop gal is bigger den us?&lt;br /&gt;Lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NdAMgXG2I/AAAAAAAAABM/oGGp0pi1Oxc/s1600-h/DSC05641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148561056952949602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NdAMgXG2I/AAAAAAAAABM/oGGp0pi1Oxc/s320/DSC05641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Angie and me!&lt;br /&gt;(Above: With flash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Below: W/o flash)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3Nc68gXG1I/AAAAAAAAABE/r26NiLpW_5A/s1600-h/DSC05639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148560966758636370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3Nc68gXG1I/AAAAAAAAABE/r26NiLpW_5A/s320/DSC05639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3Nc18gXG0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/JHqPjOb5vZo/s1600-h/DSC05638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148560880859290434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3Nc18gXG0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/JHqPjOb5vZo/s320/DSC05638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Siti and Angie!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Above: With flash&lt;br /&gt;Below: W/o flash)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NcvcgXGzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZNgoyoVWI_A/s1600-h/DSC05637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148560769190140722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NcvcgXGzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZNgoyoVWI_A/s320/DSC05637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NckcgXGxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/m85SAYq35YM/s1600-h/DSC05636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148560580211579666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NckcgXGxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/m85SAYq35YM/s320/DSC05636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Siti!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Above: With flash&lt;br /&gt;Below: W/o flash)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NceMgXGwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/HnXGpIvf5fI/s1600-h/DSC05635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148560472837397250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NceMgXGwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/HnXGpIvf5fI/s320/DSC05635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-2502075078099464586?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/2502075078099464586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/2502075078099464586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#2502075078099464586' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/R3NdOsgXG3I/AAAAAAAAABU/wytkzKuxJYc/s72-c/DSC05642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-452686029533253559</id><published>2007-12-13T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T00:50:52.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Suddenly had the urge to write this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm someone w/o confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dare not do things that have not been tried b4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see sth I like, I'll NOT go 4ward and fight 4 it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This also applies when I realised that I have a crush on someone, I will NOT go 4ward and tell the person that I like him. Keeping all to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate presentations! I fear that ppl will laugh at me when I'm presenting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a low esteem person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I don't know why I'm likedat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone pls teach me how could boost up my confidence!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-452686029533253559?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/452686029533253559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/452686029533253559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#452686029533253559' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-534272909797132471</id><published>2007-12-04T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T17:26:03.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally did a 'makeover' for my super dusty bloggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent practically the whole afternoon looking 4 a suitable blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme do a recap of wad I did for the past few days =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::Sunday::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went 2 JB. But sadly, didn't got anything 4 myself =(&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived back here, I felt so relieved.&lt;br /&gt;Almost got suffocated by the smoke there. The traffic/human jam was terrible.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta squeeze my way thru the 'heavy traffic' to arrive safely back here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a whole day of shopping over there, my legs were so tired that I had to take a bus back from MRT station which is like 1 stop away away from my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::Monday::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Clarke Quay with my uni frens (Xinyi, Jonathan, Jun Jie and Wayne &lt;-- Main character of the day) to celebrate Wayne's bday. Had dinner at Iguana. It was something tat I had never tried b4.  Went walking ard the area after dinner. The last stop of the nite was at TCC. Had chocolate over day. It was a little sweet though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan offered to send all of us back. As I was the only one staying out of the way, they decided to send me home 1st. But due to my blurness, being a 'road-idiot', I do not know the way home by car. Making them going rd and rd unless we saw s'pore expo. -.-'" Tat was when I knew tat I was near my home.  It was a great hanging out with them, but the consequence was the 'hole' in my wallet grew bigger. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-534272909797132471?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/534272909797132471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/534272909797132471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#534272909797132471' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-5630187311598775818</id><published>2007-12-01T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T00:04:53.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been a long long long time tat I last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Okay! I know tat there are spiderwebs on my blog. Will choose 1 day to do some "springcleaning" over here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been busy with my stressful uni life. My routine was like&lt;br /&gt;1) wake up.&lt;br /&gt;2) eat.&lt;br /&gt;3) travel 2 hrs to school.&lt;br /&gt;4) study/ school.&lt;br /&gt;5) sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This routine repeats practically repeats for my 5 "working days".&lt;br /&gt;Super sick of my current life.&lt;br /&gt;But life still have 2 go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 wks of school life passed and the nxt thing I knew was EXAMs are approaching -.-'"&lt;br /&gt;This sem I realised I am SUPER LOST in almost all of my modules.&lt;br /&gt;For the 1st time in NTU, I FAILED my quiz! I was like I'll be super dead for my exams. And true enough, I could not do my paper and the rest of my coursemates said the paper was still do-able. Out of the 6 examinable modules, this mod. is the toughest mod. tat I have ever took. I'm feel super screwed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway its all over now. No point crying and whinning. Jus hope I can pass all my modules.&lt;br /&gt;*Prays Hard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time to enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-5630187311598775818?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/5630187311598775818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/5630187311598775818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#5630187311598775818' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-4439381138863058027</id><published>2007-10-12T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T00:57:29.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm soo stressed!!! Help!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone pls help me with my exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I going NUTS soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 2nd wk of my quiz wk. It has be 2 quizes per wk for 2 wks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still got 1 more wk [2 more quizes] 2 go =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need more time! Especially slping time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I only can have a MAX of 4 to 5 hrs of slp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone pls save me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall continue 2 complain in my next post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nites =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-4439381138863058027?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/4439381138863058027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/4439381138863058027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#4439381138863058027' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-9156271780696962107</id><published>2007-02-22T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T00:05:22.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1St and formost, I wanna wish everyone a HAPPY CNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish that everybody get lots and lots of red packets, especially myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the yr of the pig (my yr =X) be the best yr 4 me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get all the bad memories that I had b4. Saying it is easy, doing it is defintely very difficult. Anyway I will try my best to fulfil this wish of mine =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading through my past posts makes me find myself rather foolish =X&lt;br /&gt;But it alows me to be a better person or rather a stronger person I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 12am already. Think its best to stop blogging and hop onto my bed and zzz =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-9156271780696962107?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/9156271780696962107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/9156271780696962107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#9156271780696962107' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-5750810710127711664</id><published>2006-12-19T13:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T13:33:27.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have not been updating for the past 1 wk I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't actually remember wad I did last wk. Only sketchy recollections of playing bowling with my Dad last monday as the game was so super cheap! $1 per game. But its only avaliable from 10am to 2pm. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;::&lt;/span&gt; Went to sing with Meow Meow and Annqi last thursday. As usual, I cant sing. Sounded like a dead pig =X &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;::&lt;/span&gt; On friday, went VivoCity with my cute cousins. Hahaha =) As usual, I was late! Eating and shopping ard for presents 4 xmas. Cant really remember wad I did last wed &amp;amp; thrus.&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;::&lt;/span&gt; All I could remember was meeting meow meow and jx on Sat. Had dinner at Bedok 85. Had lots of food such as stingray, ba chuo mee and satay! Yummy! &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;::&lt;/span&gt; The wk ended with me meeting my aunt to go shopping. Bought lots of things. I could remember myself struggling up the bus 31 to get to my grandma's place. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;:: &lt;/span&gt;Yesterday was shopping day 4 me and Siti! It been ages tat I met her. Missed her so much! I think I could only meet her during my semester holidays. So pathetic! Went Vivo again as she haven not been there b4. Bought some presents for the xchange day which is on the 25th! Not gonna tell wad I got 4 u all, if u happen to be reading tis post! =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-5750810710127711664?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/5750810710127711664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/5750810710127711664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#5750810710127711664' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-2896707630250906982</id><published>2006-12-02T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T21:52:46.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thrusday:&lt;br /&gt;Went to meow meow's hse to fix her modem. And I managed to fix it by anyhow clicking and trying an error. Nxt we went to IKEA! Its so crowded! We've to join the long the super long queue to just to get in the building. The buidling is definately bigger then the one at alexander. Nxt we went to play pool at DTE. Its been a long time tat I've last touched pool. Had lots of laugher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;Went Samsung Service Centre with Tammy which is located near IMM. When on a eating spree. Had LJS for lunch, a pack of of tempura goldern mushroom from Kala^2, mini donuts from 4 leaves. Cant really remember wad I had besides those food stated above. The day ended with us having desert at the food court at WS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;Met Emilyn 1st to go to WAC together and see Celine performing. Its was truely a very touching one. After the whole event, went to Sakura at Simei to have my belated birthday dinner. Lol! Emilyn treated me the dinner. Thanks gal. Had KFC ice cream. Buy 1 get 1 free. Three of us and a auntie bought the ice cream together. Nxt we headed for Emilyn's hse to chill out. Ard an hr later, I've to leave. And I managed catch the last train back. Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday (Yesterday):&lt;br /&gt;Went to Punggol. Had dinner and went straight to airport to fetch my dad. I really miss him. I was late as usual due to the traffic jam at IKEA. But thankfully, I was still in time to be in the airport b4 he came out Phew!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-2896707630250906982?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/2896707630250906982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/2896707630250906982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#2896707630250906982' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-6255253986166680815</id><published>2006-11-29T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T21:10:10.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another day jus pass likedat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I cooked my own lunch, dinner for the family and washed clothes for my little cute mouse who has jus came back frm her 3 days camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing my papa! He went to Thailand last sat and he'll be back on sun. Finally I received his call as whenever he calls back, I'm always not home -.-'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, today its Sri last paper! And we can meet after tat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-6255253986166680815?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/6255253986166680815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/6255253986166680815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#6255253986166680815' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-7880257770601171141</id><published>2006-11-28T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T17:34:20.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After 2 wks of mugging 4 exams,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally freed from exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the bad news is, I know that I'll do terribly badly for 3 papers out of the 6 papers i had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its was the worse kind of feeling that I got so far after exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imgaine out of 4 questions, I can't even solve a full question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine how I would react when I get my results back which I think shld be released near end of dec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DO NOT wish to 'da bao' any of my subjects!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the papers have been already submitted and there is nothing I could do but to pray hard 4 the best and hope for high modulation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, I seriously need 2 enjoy b4 the starting of sch nxt yr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-7880257770601171141?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/7880257770601171141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/7880257770601171141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#7880257770601171141' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-2903131085990066694</id><published>2006-11-21T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T17:00:20.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 20th Birthday to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-2903131085990066694?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/2903131085990066694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/2903131085990066694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#2903131085990066694' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-116144400905072295</id><published>2006-10-21T23:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:54.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been a long time that I 've last updated my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will do so only after my exams which is in 3 wks frm now! (15th Nov)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No birthday celebration for me! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I can catch up with my studies soon! I so lagging behind in my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haixxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-116144400905072295?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/116144400905072295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/116144400905072295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116144400905072295' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-115592154003860708</id><published>2006-08-19T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:54.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 wks of school had just past likedat. Counting down to 4 wks to 1st quizI think. Actually I dun remember abt that 'Quiz' but my classmates are so hardworking that they keep mentioning abt the upcoming quizes -.-'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in there is really very stressful. Tutorials really sucks! Either they are rapping to themselves or they are simply just too fast for me! I'm not able to do almost all my tutorials except basic eng maths and some questions from circuit analysis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is the same old boring day. But Wednesday was a rather special day. I won a pair of tixs to Li Sheng Jie's concert! 1st time in my life I attended a concert -.-'" Was late in collecting the tixs. But luckily still can collect. *Phew* Before collecting the tixs, I went for my mentor sessio that lasted for less then 1 hr. Travel 2 hrs for just that 1 hr of session -.-'"Next, met Sri and we headed for Orchard Rd to meet Jx to collect his prize. Had lunch and we walked ard HMV and Cineleisure. Went back to NTU to collect tixs and joined the long queue for the concert =) Sat @ the center section of the LT. His voice is so nice, I fell in love with his songs already! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thrus was a normal day, started lesson @ 8.30am. Ended @ 4.30pm. Had a pool game wif Sri and Net @ DTE. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had 8.30am lessons today. Also ended @ 4.30pm. Won another pair of tixs to Wilber Pan's Concert! Yuppie! Collected my tixs @ 4.45pm and joined the queue at ard 5? Sat at the center of the front section. Can't shake his hand =( There are these 3 guys. 2 of them is called Pan &amp; Sonic? And another one is his shifu? Lol! I really wonder how can he rap soo much with a sort period of time? *Impressed* He wasn't feeling well. So didn't sang much songs. The whole concert lasted for ard 45mins? Headed home after the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayb now its the only time I could relax. Can't really imagine myself attending all these concerts in my nxt few mths and yrs in NTU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haix!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-115592154003860708?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/115592154003860708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/115592154003860708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115592154003860708' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-115535275704846473</id><published>2006-08-12T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:53.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 wk of my uni life have just past in a blink of an eye. 3 8.30am lessons on tues, thrus and fri -.-'" This means that I have to get up at ard 5am &amp; leave home ard 6+ to reach sch on time. Mon is slightly better as I'll be starting sch @ 9.30am. But the bad thing is that it'l be a long day for me. 3 lecs &amp;amp; 3 tuts. The best thing is that I'm free on wed! No sch 4 me! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson in uni is totally different from poly. The pace is so damn fast! So far I have attended 2 lecs of each sub. I could only understand Basic Eng Maths even though the lecturer's pace is the fastest among all the lectures. Data structure and algorithm will be a killer sub 4 me! Its a programming sub. The rest of the subs are so so but when it comes to doing tuts, I could only stare at questions and trying to figure out wad r they asking. I'm feeling so dead now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wonder how am I gonna to survive my remaining 2 yrs going to 3 yrs in uni -.-'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is my sch timetable:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/340/320/Timetable.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NTU is so kiasu to release the exam timetable together with my curriculum timetable:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/340/400/Exam%20Timetable.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-115535275704846473?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/115535275704846473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/115535275704846473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115535275704846473' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-115479416225291700</id><published>2006-08-05T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:53.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A week just past in a flash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I could remember was that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues I was supposed to prepare my QET @ meow meow's hse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed was my QET. I think I better prepare to reserve a timeslot for that english sub soon. Haix. We headed 4 queensway to look for clothes and shoes. Sri bought a jacket. Anjana bought a blouse and a pants. I have weird taste. I only have eyed on kids shoes while walking ard there =X Nxt we headed 4 bugis. Had a difficult time to decide which kind of converse shoes to get. After deciding the model, there isn't the shoe size I wanted. Either its too long but wide enough 4 my foot or the length is long enough but width is rather tight. -.-'" I have weird leg size =X Decided to go to Tamp to try my luck. Selected another model and I finally got the shoes! Yeah =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs I had 2 orientations. 1 was the common engineering and the other was EEE's. The orientation starts @ 9am &amp; 2pm respectively. I had to get up at 5.30am to get myself ready and meet both Sri and Anjana @ 6.30am at PR platform! Its soo tiring! Got to know Janice b4 the orientation. She is also from TP Eln course. Only knew that she was in my lec grp. Never interacted with her b4. During EEE's orientation, I got to know this guy, Desmond. All 3 of us are in the same lecs but different tuts -.-'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Fri, we had another EEE orientation. This time its starts @ 9.30am. Its still so early! -.- Saw many 'Harry Potters' there =X I also managed to get to wear a robe and we have a pledge taking session. After that accompanied Sri and Anjana 4 their orientation. Wore the robe 2nd time round. Haha =D After the session, I finally can have my proper lunch =X Nxt we headed for Jurong Pt and I bought a T-shirt @ 40% discount!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a tiring wk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-115479416225291700?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/115479416225291700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/115479416225291700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115479416225291700' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-115402002847970965</id><published>2006-07-27T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:53.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have been to lazy to update recently =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:: Today [270606] ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Sri to ask her to teach me how 2 ride on the bicycle. My sis tagged along too. I'm so lousy! After 1 hour of learning, my whole body starts to ache. No strength to move myself together with the bicycle. We parted ard 5 plus as the sky starts to get darker. Went home to bathe and get ready to meet ABC and Siting for dinner at Bedok 85. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ordered lots of food such as Satay, Ngoh Hiang, Porridge, Sting Ray, Oh Jian . Yummy! I ate alot till I couldn't move from my seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nxt ABC drove us to eastpoint cos I need to get candies 4 my sister. We walked ard the shopping center as both of them claimed that they didn't came here 4 a long time, and also that they heard that there are alot of changes going ard in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an hour of walking ard, we decided to head home. I was very lazy and I hurt my toe and foot that I asked him to drive me back even though my hse is like a 10mins walk =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:: Yesterday [260606] ::&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Tammy @ our grandma's place. Soon after we headed to Tampines. Tammy wanted to have her lunch @ KFC as she was very very hungry! Lol! Sri soon joined us. Nxt we walked ard CS and it was time to meet Anjana at the control station to apply for the Ezlink card for NTU. The rest of the day was spent walking btw TM and CS. The details are written in &lt;a href="http://crazsri.blogspot.com"&gt;Sri's Blog&lt;/a&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:: Tuesday [250606]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met meow meow and er jie for lunch at Bedok central. Lee Chen soon joined us at ard 1.40pm. Er jie decided not to join us for the singing session. So 3 of us headed for Chai Chee CC for the singing session. Its my 1st time singing wif them. Was kinda shy -.-'" I have only went to K-Box twice my whole life =X The rates are cheap. For students, it costs $6 for 5 hours (2pm to 7pm) and it also includes a drink. Sang alot of songs. I realised I have very very terrible command of chinese. I cant read most of the words! I can jus simply sing 1/2way and stop cos I'm unable to read the wirds -.-'" We sang till ard 6.50pm. Lee Chen have to leave after the singing session and both me and meow meow walked ard Bedok interchange. I bought pancakes as I was feeling so hungry =X Decided to head home as I was feeling very hungry and both of us were feeling very tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:: Monday [240606] :: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember much wad I did that day. But all I could remember was that I met my mum @ Raffles Place for lunch and we headed for Dental Center @ Outram for my teeth check up. I have very terrible teeth. I need to remove my extra teeth and have braces done. Its will cost 3.8K to have it done. If I wait for 3 yrs, they will deduct 1K from the amt. and it will cost 2.8K instead. After knowing the cost of the braces, I almost fainted! Its so ex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Sri and Net for pool @ DTE. Nxt we went to the arcade. I realised I can't throw basketball anymore. I can't even score the mere 40 marks to pass lvl 1 -.-'" I'm so terrible! Luckily Sri helped me. Hehe =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed home after walking ard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-115402002847970965?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/115402002847970965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/115402002847970965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115402002847970965' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-115349981936547823</id><published>2006-07-21T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:53.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today its the last day of work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Feeling quite upset as the time was approaching 6pm. I knew that I will not be back to Alps again (at least for 3 yrs). Bought 3 boxes of Ferrero Rocher as a token of appreciation of Thank You! Before taking the group picture, I almost can't control my emotions. Almost cried! Felt so touched! I received a small sling bag which comes together with a studies charm (Vodoo Doll) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;from the Nike Admin gals! Thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Was taking a last look at the warehouse. 1st time in my 4 mths+ of working in Menlo, I went to the 3rd level. Its an airconditioned warehouse. 6pm soon arrived. I board the company transport and decided to take a last look of the place. During the journey to Tampines, I was wake looking at the surroundings. The journey was ard 20 mins and soon I arrived my destination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had a nice chat with Lester on my way to Kelly Services.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Below are some of the pictures taken in the warehouse:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/340/1600/Group%20Photo%20[1].0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/340/320/Group%20Photo%20%5B1%5D.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Nike Team &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Missing from the picture : Keng Tong and Lester&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Lester was hidden by the rest of the guys -.-'")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/340/1600/Group%20Photo%20[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/340/320/Nike%20Gals%20%5B4%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Nike Gals!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From the top left: Aunty Tong, Xiu Wen, Feon, Lye Hong , Me, Karen, Annie &amp; Eve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/340/1600/Admin%20Team%20[3].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/340/320/Admin%20Team%20%5B3%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Nike Admim Team!&lt;br /&gt;From the left : Feon, Eve, Karen, Xiu Wen, Me &amp;amp; Zhi Wei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-115349981936547823?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/115349981936547823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/115349981936547823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115349981936547823' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-115331447875162106</id><published>2006-07-19T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:53.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Help!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so bored now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't imagine how bored I'll be when I quit my job on the 21st!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to relax, but I do not know what I can do except to go online or to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haix!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-115331447875162106?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/115331447875162106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/115331447875162106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115331447875162106' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-115323269619564095</id><published>2006-07-18T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:53.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have decided to quit on the 21st of this mth and its official! I have to give myself sometime to relax myself before I offically start school on the 7th Aug. Have been thinking for a long time to when shld I quit this job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons that made me think too much was the people (colleagues) who I knew there. They are quite friendly people. . I have a weird character. I can be very very quiet to people who I dunno well, and be very crazy and noisy to those frens that I'm very closed to. The warehouse people are nice. Annie, the team leader, taught me alot of things during the stock taking session which was held on the 19th May. I was taught to identify the locations. The other warehouse colleagues such as Lester, Keng Tong and many more also helped me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tasks that I have been doing for the past 4 mths+ :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sorting and filing of Delivery Notes (DNs) / documents&lt;br /&gt;- Transferring of stock location thru the system&lt;br /&gt;- Stock adjustments&lt;br /&gt;- Monthly timesheets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many more... (I can't just remember wad I did =X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-115323269619564095?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/115323269619564095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/115323269619564095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115323269619564095' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-115293479454848778</id><published>2006-07-15T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:53.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday I took 1/2 day from work! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to attend Lynette's Director List Ceremony!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people who attended the ceremony: Veron, Sri, Me, Lynette's Mum and of course the main character, Lynette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ended at 5.30pm but the tea reception is scheduled at 6pm -.-'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nxt we headed to Biz park as Meow Meow misses the sandwiches and the people there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed up by going 2 the newly opened Cheers (which I dunno when did it opened) and bought a Moo Ice Cream (Dunno wads the name), Mushroom soup and nachos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to go to DTE to play pool and settle our dinner over there. Annqi joined us in DTE too!&lt;br /&gt;After the game, we headed to BK to have our dinner. The sauces over there are soo expensive -.-'" Less Vegetables, less mayo and dried burger that when you eat, it cracks =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we finshed our dinner, its late. So we headed home! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-115293479454848778?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/115293479454848778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/115293479454848778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115293479454848778' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-115293012050719615</id><published>2006-07-15T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:53.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back! Wahahaha =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life revoles around my home and my working place (Menlo Worldwide) for the past 4 months plus. Haven been actually enjoying myself (Only when I'm out with my frens since my poy life have ended).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss goin to TP! The food there, the people there, the environment there... Yes, I have both good and sad memories throughout my 3 years there. The best memory was during yr 1, when I got to know Angie and Siti and forgetting the entire A301 class. But under the FAST system, majority of us were seperated during sem 1.2. Ever since then, the class have been divided into different groups. But thank god there were only 3 gals which includes me in the class. So the friendship bond between us is strong till now. I miss going to lecs with both of them. We will always occupy the back row seat of the left hand side of the lecture hall. I will insist to sit inside (the seat nearest to the wall) as I could lean my heavy head against it. Angie will take the middle seat and Siti will take the seat nearest to he door =X . When lecs are super boring, all of us will take out our discmans and started listening to it instead of the lecs. Only our hands were moving when the solutions for the examples shown on the powerpoint slides. The worst memory I had was during SIP. I no longer wish to remember this entire incident again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm 19 going to 20 years old. Time really files and I'm going to the next phrase of my life, University. I never dreamt that I could really get a place in the uni as I know I have only very average results in secondary school. Getting a place in poly was good enough for me. I even planned to work right after I graduated from poly. I have no confidence in myself in getting uni, but I do not wish to disappoint my parents. But as we get older, mindset changes. During yr 2 in TP, I still have no confidence in myself, no intention of getting into uni. Joining CCA to me was never on my mind. As I know CCA points are important when applying for a place in uni, so its almost of no all use if one is going to the working world after graduation except that it could beautify the CCA transcript. All I know at that time was to work hard and pull up my GPA, which has fallen to 3.5+ during sem 1.2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 3 was a time with big changes. Especially in 3.1, my SIP groups mates which incudes me, JY and Angie spending lots of time doing our major project (MP) and doing reports at the same time. Every subject we took have projects. Juggling between MP and our subjects, we finally scraped past that busy period. Sem 3.2, everybody was talking about the admission to uni. Somehow, I just felt very scared. Imagining that I have to work at the age of 20 till 50? The thought of working puts me off. I decided to work hard and pull up my GPA since its on the border line case. I do not have any distinctions for my core subjecs and electives. My results consist of only As and Bs, and not 4getting the 2 Cs which pulled down my GPA. I have to try my luck and get a place inside uni. Ever since I registered for a place in uni, I was so afraid that none of the local unis will accept me. NUS gave me hope but in the end it I was rejected. SMU was the only uni that gave me the fastest reply by rejecting me too due to the overwheling responses with the courses that theyy offer. NTU accepted me. Thank God! I was rather relieved. I am happy with my life. I shouldn't complain how my life sucks. Life still have to carry on no matter what happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-115293012050719615?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/115293012050719615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/115293012050719615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115293012050719615' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-115220046332269951</id><published>2006-07-06T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:53.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As requested by Lynette, I decided to do this 2nd post of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RULES: Do the following without complains. Choose 5 people to do this after you have completed yours. Leave a tag on the person's tagboard to say he/she has been tagged. Start you post by, "I have been tagged" then do this.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR TEN FAVOURITES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Colors: Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Food: Fried fish wantan noodles from Amoy Street =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Songs: Huo Yuan Jia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Sports: Pool considered?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Season: Never Experienced any of the 4 seasons b4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Ice-cream Flavours: Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Countries: Singapore is my homeland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Things: Bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR NINE CURRENTS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: Confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Clothes: T-shirt and shorts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Desktop: Forever Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Toe Nails: Normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Time: 11:25pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Annoyance: Nil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Thoughts: Complicated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Songs: Nil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Chatter: Candice my Ai Ai =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR 8 FIRST:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Girlfriend: The Crazy Gang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Crush: It is supposed to be a secret! Shhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Movie: Can't Remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Piercing: No piercing on my body!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Lie: =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Music: ABC?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Toy: Too many toys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Cry: 21st Nov 1986&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR 6 LAST:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Drink: Plain water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last car ride: SBSTransit bus 38&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Crush: Secret again =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Movie Seen: Superman Returns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Phone Call: Mouse (Sister)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last CD Played: No CDs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS YOU ARE WEARING: Specs, clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 THINGS YOU HAVE DONE TODAY: Eat, Work, Online, Dozing off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS YOU HEAR RIGHT NOW: SCV Channel 55&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS YOU CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT: Family , Friends, Love? (No one will ever like me =X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THING I DO WHEN IM BORED: Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO I WANT HIM/HER TO DO THIS: Anyone who is reading this post! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-115220046332269951?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/115220046332269951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/115220046332269951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115220046332269951' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-115219787707210668</id><published>2006-07-06T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:53.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Late entry: 4th July 06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was boring as usual. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was looking forward for 6pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch Superman Returns with my beloved Siti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was soo superb and touching!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost cried as usual -.-'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon Routh pair of eyes is soo mesmerising!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with his eyes! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-115219787707210668?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/115219787707210668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/115219787707210668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115219787707210668' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-115198123608560126</id><published>2006-07-04T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:53.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've the sudden urge to blog. That why I'm blogging again during office hours =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a moment of time, I feel entirely useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not find anything that I'm good at (besides sleeping and eating =D ). I know I'm neither good in studies nor sports, and maybe games. I tend to stress up easily (especially when exams is round the corner). Slow in thinking and reaction always put me into the 'blur' mode.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-115198123608560126?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/115198123608560126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/115198123608560126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115198123608560126' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-115163283140377139</id><published>2006-06-30T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:53.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have been thinking too much lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been suddenly waking up @ ard 2am / 4am to see whether am I late 4 work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so paranoid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I shld jus relax. Not to think too much or else I'll end up in IMH =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abt other reasons, I do not wish to think of it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thinking = Heartache / Headache / Whole Body Ache -.-'"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-115163283140377139?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/115163283140377139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/115163283140377139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115163283140377139' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-115163123219568307</id><published>2006-06-29T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:53.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm terribly disappointed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-115163123219568307?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/115163123219568307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/115163123219568307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115163123219568307' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-115130429354563770</id><published>2006-06-26T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:52.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its has been a long time tat I have last blogged. My last post was on 10th June -.-'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got too tired after work that sometimes I wished that I could dun go to work the nxt day and rest @ home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite my busy lifestyle (work, grandma's place, sleeping), I realised something interesting.  People keep injuring their middle finger on their right hand. From far, I could notice a stranger's middle finger banaged. I'm usually rather blind when it come to stopping out things @_@. Is this year a year for people to injure their middle finger? I hope this is not gonna happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better stop blogging now, if not anyone spotted me blogging during office hours, I'll be real dead =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-115130429354563770?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/115130429354563770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/115130429354563770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115130429354563770' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-114987469576260178</id><published>2006-06-10T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:52.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a fun fun today after work. Met Angie and Siti for dinner! I was supposed to pass them their birthday presents which was bought 2 mths ago =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest joke is that I brought the presents to work but I 4got 2 bring them with me to Tamp. I'm so super duper 4getful =X. I left it on my workdesk and 4got to bring it along when I left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought them each a small cake to make up 4 my forgetfulness and the delay in giving them their presents. Siti had blackforest whereas Angie had Turamisu (Dunno how to spell that) after our dinner @ LJS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nxt we took pics @ the open plaza @ TM! We were playin ard the 'playground'. The pics are uploaded into my photobucket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the URL:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/09062006/"&gt;http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/09062006/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I have so much fun like wad I had today again =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-114987469576260178?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114987469576260178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114987469576260178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114987469576260178' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-114986999544074344</id><published>2006-06-09T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:52.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;06062006 was the day I have been looking forward for since I stepped into TP. Finally this day arrives. But now I wished that I could go back in time. Go back to the time when we were in year 1, when everyone of us where navie and had sotong faces. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Graduation Ceremony was held in TCC @ 4pm. But I met Angie @ 2pm instead to recall the happy memories we had throughout the 3 years. Had lunch @ Mensa as we really miss eating in School. Nxt we went to apply to the alummi card which is FOC! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started snapping with my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are the pics taken =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="365" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/Graduation%20Day%20060606/MeJYAngie.jpg" width="546" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My SIP Group!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/340/320/4%20Gals.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;4 Gals!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/340/320/ABC%20%26%20Me.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ABC &amp; Me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/340/320/ABC%20%26%20JY.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ABC &amp; JY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/340/320/Angie%20%26%20Stacy%20%5B1%5D.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Angie &amp; Stacy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/340/320/Angie%20%26%20Stacy%20%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Another pic of Angie &amp; Stacy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/340/320/Me%20%26%20LC.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Long Chun &amp; Me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/340/320/JY%2C%20Me%2C%20Angie%20%26%20Mrs%20Hee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;JY, Me, Angie &amp; Mrs Hee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/340/320/Me%2C%20ABC%2C%20JY%20%26%20Angie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me, ABC, JY &amp; Angie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/340/320/Pat%20%26%20Me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Patrick &amp; Me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/340/320/Pat%20%26%20Stacy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Patrick &amp; Stacy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/340/320/Stacy%20%26%20Me.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Stacy &amp;amp; Me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-114986999544074344?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114986999544074344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114986999544074344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114986999544074344' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-114856693369299537</id><published>2006-05-25T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:52.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its have been sometime that I have last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this entry is very special to me, cos its 1st time in my life that I have worked more den 12 hrs in a day. And guess wad? I'm now still in my office, blogging. Lol.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling very tired and now waiting 4 my collegues to finish their work so that I could share the cab with them and go home. I'm now missing my bed terribly. I haven had dinner too =( But all I wan now is jus a gd rest, cos I have 2 come 2 work tml! Someone help mi pls!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-114856693369299537?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114856693369299537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114856693369299537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114856693369299537' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-114744404914109738</id><published>2006-05-12T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:52.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Latest update from NUS:&lt;br /&gt;Application status - The general stages for the application status areApplication received --&gt; Application processing --&gt;Outcome of application&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your current status is Admission denied.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-114744404914109738?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114744404914109738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114744404914109738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114744404914109738' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-114731695158773751</id><published>2006-05-11T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:52.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quoted from NUS Application status enquiry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name WANG XIANGYI JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Application number XxXxXxXx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Application status - The general stages for the application status are Application received --&gt; Application processing --&gt; Outcome of application&lt;br /&gt;Your current status is Application received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Document status - The general stages for the document status are Awaiting documents --&gt; Documents received&lt;br /&gt;Your current status is Documents received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Payment status - The general stages for the payment status are Awaiting payment --&gt; Processing payment --&gt; Payment received&lt;br /&gt; Your current status is Payment received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appeal statusYour current status is Not Applicable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remarks from Office of Admissions, NUS&lt;br /&gt;Nil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what is on my mind is whether will NUS accept me.  I knew I was one of those few who were below their cut off point for Electronic course. Found my hopes for getting in the school seems to be lesser by the day. Imagine I'm fighting for this 1 place out of so many foriegners which are more hardworking and smarter then me. Only could blame myself for not working harder when I was still in polytechnic. But no point crying over spilled milk. I have to get going with life and pray hard that I can get into NUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone know whether NUS's Electronics course or NTU EEE course is better? Please advise...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-114731695158773751?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114731695158773751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114731695158773751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114731695158773751' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-114727464846216183</id><published>2006-05-10T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:52.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I has been sometime that I have last blogged. life seems to be the usual for be eeryday. From my usual habit of rushing out of my house to chase bus 9 or 12 and changing bus to reach my destination - DBS center bustop to catch my transport. While working , always counting down how long more will I end work etc. Recently felt damn tired and always dozed off in the transport and I almost didn't alight when it reaches its destination. Thats working life. Can't really imagine myself in the future. Waking up - working - sleepling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt alot after so many things had happend. My mindset for things have changed. I knew that I'm wasn't old Joyce that all of you knew a few years back. Getting sick and tired of these incidents. I want to start afresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself to live my life happily. Stay away from troubles and problems. Be stronger. Not to cry over small matters. I asked myself "Who will pity you if u cry? Nothing is going to change. It is a fact." Found myself very childish when I read my old posts. Crying over friendships and even 1 sided love. Kinda stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why make myself soo miserable and upset when I can make myself happy and cheerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current motto of my life is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live ur life to the fullest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-114727464846216183?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114727464846216183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114727464846216183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114727464846216183' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-114679627024141127</id><published>2006-05-05T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:52.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quoted from SMU application status:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your application was not successful. Unfortunately, we received many more applications than there are places.We will be notifying you in writing shortly. Thank you for your interest in SMU. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hope for SMU is gone! But actually I didn't have much confidence that I can get into this school. The no. of applicants is x8 of the no. of places offered. If I could get a plcae inside, I'll be super lucky. But together with my average results (in TP's Engineering School) and my screwed up interview, all my hopes were shattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, I still have my place in NTU. Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for NUS, I have to check my status frequently from now till end of may to see whether am I accpeted of rejected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-114679627024141127?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114679627024141127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114679627024141127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114679627024141127' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-114630901793133058</id><published>2006-04-29T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:52.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Warning: Please stay stay from this entry if u are in a lousy mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven been blogging for quite sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 1st after after 2 or 3 weeks tat I didn't took leave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself not to take leave unneccessary as I need to repay back money to my friends who helped mi in forking out money 1st to buy the digital cam. Thanks all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everday was a tiring day almost everyday. Work has been piling since I took off last thrus and fri. Till now I have not completed my work =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the day I was waiting for. Friday, which I looked forward for it since Wednesday! This means tat I could have a longer rest day. Everything was fine till evening, I received a sms. Okay, the details of the sms I wont be saying it out over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are reading my blog, I really wanted to ask you y till now then u tell me how u feel? I might not be very sentistive to ur feelings. But at least if this problem existed for quite sometime, you shld have told me earlier. Maybe I shld reflect on my actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem so lost yesterday. Looking for u trying to explain to u through the phone, U don't want. I and even turned up near ur hse just @ the staircase but was just rejected by just an sms. Do you know how terrible I felt? I wanted to know izzit that the friendship between us will be solved if we come face to face or even talking over the phone 2 settle this problem. It seems that now I couldn't do anything. I felt so damn useless. Talking abt it through sms does it solve the problem? Either you are me would misunderstand wad each other will be saying. U/I do not know the mood of the person. Mayb for a certain word, I might find it harmless, but to u it does have a different meaning/mood to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, wad can I do now? Staying @ home facing @ the 4 ceiling thinking that the problem can resolve by itself or think abt the problem and make myself more miserable or upset?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell me wad shld I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be upset &amp;amp; crying over the problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself to be strong. Don't be a crybaby. Even if I'm terribly hurt inside my heart, I also shld show a brave front instead of sobbing on the bed till I doze off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do really wish that there no more additional problems will add to my burden. I'm very scared that I will just snap off anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls someone tell me wad shld I do? I really sick and tired of solving problems 1 after another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe thats my fate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-114630901793133058?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114630901793133058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114630901793133058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114630901793133058' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-114552622372500585</id><published>2006-04-20T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:52.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for the SMU interview today. I was in a blur state. It seems like I was in dreamland. I might be due to the effect of the extra strong panadol that I took it this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went inside the interview room and start talking w/o using my brains. When asked abt current affairs, I was like... OMG! Gave excuses for not reading newspapers. Asked me why a jump from electronics to accountancy, I answered w/o my brain functioning. Nxt they asked me abt what kind of job I'm in and what do I do in this job. What is the most interesting part and boring part of the job.  I was stunned. I could list out the boring portions but was stucked when was asked abt the interesting part of my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell asleep immediately after lunch.  Slpt for approx. 3 hrs. Was studying 1/2way through preparing for the test for sat when I suddenly noticed my wallpaper of my hp. It was a Chip &amp; Dale pic. It jus reminds me of what this pic symbolizes when I 1st placed the pic as my wallpaper. So much things had happened recently and I'm now unsure whether it still symbolizes the same meaning as b4 or the meaning behind the pic had weared out gradually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to the dentist tomorrow. I dread going to the dentist since young. I will cry whenever a tooth needs to be remove. Till now, I still have the same feeling. Hope I wun lose my face tml 2 the polyclinic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-114552622372500585?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114552622372500585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114552622372500585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114552622372500585' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-114527824220780947</id><published>2006-04-17T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:52.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does everything in this world requires $?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be nuts soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus thinking the repair cost of my digital cam and where to get the same model as its a rather old model?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a point of time during work I feel soo tired, tired of life. tired of thinking of money problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt as though that maybe its a wrong choice to maybe thinking of getting into uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By working I can lighten my family's burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By study I add even more burden to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its my wish to continue studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayb things just doesn't go the way I wish it 2 go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone tell me wad to do!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so vexed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-114527824220780947?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114527824220780947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114527824220780947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114527824220780947' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-114506515387916222</id><published>2006-04-15T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:52.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So much thigs happened in just 1 day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-2 promises broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Scolding from my dad (he's being unreasonable).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Can't find my freaking cam's charger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By just thinking the cost 2 repair the camera, mayb I shld just get a brand new one of the same model?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But money got me into 2nd thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though there are bad things that happened yesterday, my day was also mixed with some happy moments with Tammy and my relatives. We had dinner together. It was fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-114506515387916222?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114506515387916222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114506515387916222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114506515387916222' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-114506470253939197</id><published>2006-04-13T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:52.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah, I'm shortlisten for NUS! But whether I can get in or not, its another matter. I have to go through a test of 2hrs @ 10am on 22th April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But reallly gald that NUS gave me some hope. But if I do get a place in NUS, I also would not know wit to choose. NUS will be a totally new environment for me. None of my friends actualLy applied of there as they tot it would be impossible to get in. If I realy do manage to get in, I will be all alone there. But for NTU, I do have friends that are enrolling there. At least I wun be alone over there. Hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-114506470253939197?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114506470253939197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114506470253939197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114506470253939197' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-114442760096503152</id><published>2006-04-08T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:52.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hip hip hurray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a letter from NTU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got into Electrical &amp; Electronics Engineering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was soo afraid that no school would accept mi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm so relieved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-114442760096503152?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114442760096503152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114442760096503152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114442760096503152' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-114407423460619080</id><published>2006-04-03T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:51.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I sprained my foot on sat after submitting my application to SMU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I continued shopping despite my sprained foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nxt day i woke and realised my foot was swollen like pig's totter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a day of rest, the swell subsides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the swollen I had yesterday night, I got leave from work today =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have to get back 2 work as the swelling is much lesser. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-114407423460619080?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114407423460619080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114407423460619080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114407423460619080' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-114251429406132571</id><published>2006-03-16T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:51.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My hopes for adminssion to uni were broken. I have disappointed many people (relatives) ard mi, including myself, who pinned high hopes for getting a place into NTU or NUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intially had high hopes that I could get in. But I was only deciving myself. In the 1st place my results were not very fantastic. Only 1Z for CDS, 15A's, 13B's and 2C's. With a average GPA of 3.6, how could I get into a uni with so many people with many distinctions and A's, applyin for that 1 place avaliable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its better for me to give up hopes now den to hold on to it and further upset myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I shld jus apply UNISIM, which is another alternative, or I have to by continue working to support myself till I saved enough for overseas education?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in a very confused mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afraid that by pinning too much hope, the outcome is not wad I wanted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-114251429406132571?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114251429406132571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114251429406132571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114251429406132571' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-114140130662592945</id><published>2006-03-03T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:51.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to the Career Fair yesterday with Angie, Siti, Veron, Sri and Noel. Started off by looking @ the NTU booths. Walked ard and we went to the USIM, which is S'pore's 4th Uni. Looks rather appeal but its part time. And it requires alot of self discipline. And also I'm in a dilemma whether to take up engineering (electronics) or to take up accountancy, which is a totally new world for me. Nxt, went to listen abt accountancy from dunno wad school (4got the name). It offers only accountancy courses. We had lunch @ BK and went to the arcade. After that, all of us went home seperately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-114140130662592945?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114140130662592945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114140130662592945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114140130662592945' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-114122940547373725</id><published>2006-03-02T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:51.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feelin much better after sorting our problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm jus a childish gal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With childish mid set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everything will be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And none of such things will ever happen again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-114122940547373725?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114122940547373725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114122940547373725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114122940547373725' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-114115155789941231</id><published>2006-03-01T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:51.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The more I think of it, the more 'bu shuang' I feel. Its like being kept in the dark for a period of time but it might seemed to be short to people, but to me, its a rather long period of time. Its like 'meng zhai gu li' right in front of my very own eyes. Dunno whether to feel angry/upset. Having mixed feelings. 1 part of me told myself to cool/calm down, whereas another part of me asked me to be upset/angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need some thinking by my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As wad I know, good friends 'you fu tong xiang, you nan tong dang'. But seriously in this case, I see that either I'm not one of your good friends that u can confinde in or u just find it that this this jus a very small matter, no need me to be sooo KPO to know, cos with me knowing and not knowing it, there is no difference. Maybe there are even more reasons that I have not stated out here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be a new day. This is what I told myself last nite. Hope I will feel much much better tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, thanks for veron and gang who made my day today. I had enjoyed myself today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-114115155789941231?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114115155789941231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114115155789941231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114115155789941231' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-114114025824907880</id><published>2006-02-28T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:51.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life must still carry on whether you are happy or sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel emotionless now. Do not know wad to do or say. Maybe we shld jus calm down (especially for me). I really hope that this will not affect the friendship among us. But I believe there will always be this 'shadow' among us. Maybe I'm wrong. I'll leave god to decide the fate btw both of us. I'm not saying that i'm a good person. I too also have my own personality and temper. I might be jokin @ times but there is still a serious side of me. For wad I know, I can't stand people cheating or bluffing me. I'm not an angel with personality. Its jus me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-114114025824907880?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114114025824907880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114114025824907880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114114025824907880' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-114105192540135229</id><published>2006-02-27T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:51.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CHEATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The details of this blog won't be too into details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason?&lt;br /&gt;Cos its public and everyone can see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why on earth did i open this blog in the 1st place if i dunwan anyone to see it?&lt;br /&gt;I need a listening ear since there is no one to be mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years ago i tot wad will life be when i grow up. But there is no ans for it. As people grow up, things will change. But i kept deceiving myself that there wun be much change even though there will be some. People do change. That includes me. As i grew up, i felt more insecure. Why? I do not wish to explain in here. People tell me that I too guible. Trust people too easily. I also think so. But i find no reason to not to trust them too much. But as life passes by, i knew wad them meant that i'm trust people too easily. For strangers to cheat me, I sure feel the pain. But for friends to treat me likedat will be the feeling of hundred knives stabbing into my chest. I always told myself that as long i do not know of people who talks behind my back or lied to me, its fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abt famiy and friends matter, its not too gd to be mentioned here. Reason? Too sensitive issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship?&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING that can be mentioned. Why? Being fat, ugly short. I know my own limits. Even if i realli do like that particular person, i wun say out, only till when everything is over, i mind consider telling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm jus a failure in handling my own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have graduated from poly life and a new life is waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;*Hopes to get out of my current life*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-114105192540135229?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114105192540135229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114105192540135229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114105192540135229' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-114087785223379574</id><published>2006-02-25T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:51.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah, exams are over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New blogskin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play time =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-114087785223379574?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114087785223379574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/114087785223379574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114087785223379574' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-113863659982598311</id><published>2006-01-30T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:51.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will not be blogging from now till i end my examinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might consider closing this blog since its jus another ' boring' blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let me wish whoever who is glancing through my blog a Happy Chinese New Year! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-113863659982598311?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/113863659982598311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/113863659982598311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113863659982598311' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-113465245667582882</id><published>2005-12-15T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:51.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wad the hell am i thinking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone pls tell mi wad to do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-113465245667582882?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/113465245667582882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/113465245667582882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113465245667582882' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-113465110308578568</id><published>2005-12-13T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:51.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>grrr... i'm so FED UP! thanks to someone... SPOILT my entire day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-113465110308578568?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/113465110308578568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/113465110308578568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113465110308578568' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-112926525573796412</id><published>2005-10-14T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:51.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need $$!&lt;br /&gt;I need to WORK!&lt;br /&gt;I feel so useless.&lt;br /&gt;I'm only good at spending $!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess y do I need $?&lt;br /&gt;It becos my family is now in a huge debts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayb 1 of these days I 'll jus end up slping in the roadside or in void decks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-112926525573796412?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/112926525573796412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/112926525573796412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112926525573796412' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-112606085671230488</id><published>2005-09-07T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:51.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This will be the last and final post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since its jus a boring old blog which no one comes in, I might as well close it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-112606085671230488?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/112606085671230488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/112606085671230488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112606085671230488' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-112605999899432480</id><published>2005-09-07T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:50.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/340/1600/qjtynzspw1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/340/320/qjtynzspw1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-112605999899432480?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/112605999899432480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/112605999899432480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112605999899432480' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-112476705366367717</id><published>2005-08-23T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:50.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIMPLE PLAN LYRICS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Welcome To My Life&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you ever feel like breaking down?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you ever feel out of place?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like somehow you just don't belong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And no one understands you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you ever wanna runaway?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you lock yourself in your room?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With the radio on turned up so loud &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That no one hears you screaming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When nothing feels all right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You don't know what it's like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be like me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be hurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To feel lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be kicked when you're down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And no one's there to save you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you wanna be somebody else?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you sick of feeling so left out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you desperate to find something more?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before your life is over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you stuck inside a world you hate?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you sick of everyone around?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With their big fake smiles and stupid lies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While deep inside you're bleeding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When nothing feels all right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You don't know what it's like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be like me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be hurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To feel lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be kicked when you're down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And no one's there to save you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No one ever lied straight to your face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No one ever stabbed you in the back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You might think I'm happy but I'm not gonna be okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everybody always gave you what you wanted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never had to work it was always there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You don't know what it's like, what it's like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be hurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To feel lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be kicked when you're down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And no one's there to save you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No you don't know what it's like (what it's like)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be hurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To feel lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be kicked when you're down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And no one's there to save you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that tis song mentioned how i felt in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-112476705366367717?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/112476705366367717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/112476705366367717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112476705366367717' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-112472711276134767</id><published>2005-08-23T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:50.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mayb i shldn't be living in tis world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm borned jus 2 create more problems and misery to others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-112472711276134767?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/112472711276134767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/112472711276134767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112472711276134767' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-112335066637505925</id><published>2005-08-07T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:50.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projects, projects, projects!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is driving mi nuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UIR, PowerE, CKTCS, ROSW and MP projects all not completed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or rather, I haven done anithing about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the best way to end all of tis sufferings is 2 be dead...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-112335066637505925?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/112335066637505925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/112335066637505925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112335066637505925' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-112038426672491524</id><published>2005-07-03T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:50.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Argh, tomolo is the start of termtest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been rushing through the stupid report and mp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not even enough time for me to slp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray hard that I can do well for my term test...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Prays*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever is reading reading my blog pls also pray for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-112038426672491524?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/112038426672491524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/112038426672491524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112038426672491524' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-111894021658307058</id><published>2005-06-17T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:50.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SIP ended...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MP started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its doesn't seems any difference to me... But for MP, its even worse. I have 2 juggle btw school work (which I noticed that I haven done a since tut since skool started), the damn MP report and my "fav" hardware fabrication...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then my routine is like report, hardware design, report, hardware design...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not even enough time for me to slp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even have to be back in skool on sat to continue tis tootpig routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm left wif sun to relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But normally I would slp till very late 2 make up to my lack of slp for the past 1 wk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have quiz nxt wk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need 2 slp animore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-111894021658307058?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111894021658307058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111894021658307058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111894021658307058' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-111638334263890501</id><published>2005-05-17T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:50.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh, its all my fault, all of my fault!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fault for not being sentistive enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fault for finding a job to earn my self some pocket as I can see that my mother is struggling very hard to maintain this household even though she didn't said anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fault for being a useless bum at home for only knowing how to spend my parents hard earn money and not working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fault for disappointing my parents with terrible results since primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: I just a useless person living on earth afterall, since I am capable of making people upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: If one of you reading my blog have anything more to add to the 'useless list of me', feel free to add them in my tag board and I will update here according.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-111638334263890501?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111638334263890501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111638334263890501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111638334263890501' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-111591482633002286</id><published>2005-05-12T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:50.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watched House of Wax today with my dearest Tammy, Veron and Siew Wen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show wasn't tat bad excluding all the disgusting parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They way the people are killed inside makes mi feel sorry for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was realli fascinated by how they managed to make a big house made out of wax. But its a pity it got melt in the end. But they do deserve it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt something from the movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to camp out in 'wulu' areas and u will never know tat anyone might be watching at you aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, we (Tammy and Me) encounted this weird/ mad guy in the tampines bus interchange. He was either singing/ talking/ rapping or whatsoever cos I couldn't understand a single shit of wad is he doing. But I managed to understand some words he mentioned such as 'mati' and 'die'. Haha... He seems like Jay Zhou with earphones in his ears, rapping with the alien language tat only he himself understands. Finally the bus 38 came. We boarded the bus and got ourselves a seat just in front of the last seat. He was jus like af ew seats ahead of us.  So we were behind looking/ watching the show as we saw different reactions of different ppl when they sat on the seat jus infront of him. Imagine there is someone from behind suddenly screams. Both of us tried to calm ourselves down to prevent ourselves frm laughing. There was this grp of malay gals laughing and imitating him seating behind us. As we travelled, we couldn't control ourselves and burst out laughing. Its was really funni by the way he acts. When I alighted the bus, Tammy sms mi saying that he mentioned a new word finally and the word was 'Chee Bye'. Tat was something interesting. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wad a interesting day I had today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-111591482633002286?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111591482633002286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111591482633002286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111591482633002286' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-111560351110546118</id><published>2005-05-09T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:50.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1st of all, let me wish all mothers in the world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mothers' Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially to my mum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the greatest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my mum:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how strict you treat me, how much scoldings you gave me for the past 18 yrs, I know that you still dote on me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since dad have been jobless, which is for more then a year, it has been hard for youto be the sole breadwinner of this family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could share your burden, but then its like there is nothing I can do. Sometimes I feel so useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I can do now is to do my best and get good results during my 3 poly years. Graduate with a dipolma and find a job a.s.a.p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this above is something I wanted to tell her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-111560351110546118?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111560351110546118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111560351110546118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111560351110546118' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-111444359488155588</id><published>2005-04-25T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:50.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a wonderful day wif my dear friend Emilyn on Sat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to her, this was the 1st autograph session I went since I was born? [If I'm not wrong]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went 2 her hse and had BK as lunch at ard 4pm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried 2 fix her com but there were sooo many things inside... So mission failed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Emilyn: Thanks for the Sly cd U bought 4 mi. I'm realli touched...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-111444359488155588?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111444359488155588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111444359488155588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111444359488155588' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-111401303562444801</id><published>2005-04-21T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:50.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back 4 blogging once again wif a new blogskin from &lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com"&gt;http://www.blogskins.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tooo tired to blog rite now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everything will resume as per normal from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*prays hard*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-111401303562444801?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111401303562444801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111401303562444801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111401303562444801' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-111319086852634184</id><published>2005-04-11T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:50.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its has been 1 wk we didn't contact each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or rather U chose 2 ignore mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dunwan tis gd friendship 2 jus end up likedat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U find that ur life is worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously thinking, everyone of us or rather the ppl I know have hands, legs and there is nothin we are short of. We are very healthy compared those who got the different kinds of diseases that might end their life suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I dun have the right to tok abt tis as at some point of time, I also really felt that life was terribly worse 4 mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I watch the show 'A Life of Hope' and the NKF Charity Show, I felt that we are really better off den them. Even though its jus a show, I believe that there are ppl having the same situation as them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always tell myself that there will be a better tomorrow. Even though its not easy 2 get over the incident that occurred 2 u, but u cant live ur life miserably becos of this incidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope life will be better 4 u in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-111319086852634184?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111319086852634184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111319086852634184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111319086852634184' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-111296103795746393</id><published>2005-04-08T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:50.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm such a failure in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always screw up things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isn't a thing that I can get it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 17 weeks (4 months +) of my SIP, I still screw up my hardware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-111296103795746393?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111296103795746393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111296103795746393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111296103795746393' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-111295766007608522</id><published>2005-04-07T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:49.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To a very good sister of mine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have been reading my blog, tis post is for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that the job thingy doesn't affect our friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you really mind it so much, I really have nothing to say but just a sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no way I am able to contact or communicate with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is something I wanna say to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will always be my best sister and friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-111295766007608522?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111295766007608522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111295766007608522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111295766007608522' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-111277307811303903</id><published>2005-04-06T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:49.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have fear that I might jus breakdown anitime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm realli tired mentally and physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never felt soo tired in my whole life before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it jus doesn't drive mi nuts soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-111277307811303903?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111277307811303903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111277307811303903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111277307811303903' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-111259356856375838</id><published>2005-04-04T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:49.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I also dun understand wad the hell I've been thinking nowadays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like kinda confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At tis moment I might be very happy wif my frens, and the nxt moment I would be starting to think of the nonsensical things tat I shldn't be thinkin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never feel tis way b4 in my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things ard mi affect mi very very easily, even the slightest simple thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone pls tell mi wad shld I do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-111259356856375838?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111259356856375838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111259356856375838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111259356856375838' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-111250021922009683</id><published>2005-04-03T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:49.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Pictures Taken @ The Zoo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 286px; HEIGHT: 191px" height="478" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/Donkeys.jpg" width="471" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donkeys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 291px; HEIGHT: 195px" height="958" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/Ducks.jpg" width="364" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ducks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 283px; HEIGHT: 199px" height="557" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/FabianPenguinsandMi.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fabian and Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 245px; HEIGHT: 345px" height="964" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/FlamingoFabian.jpg" width="357" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fabian posing like a Flamingo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 295px; HEIGHT: 215px" height="944" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/Flamingoes.jpg" width="581" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real Flamingoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 270px; HEIGHT: 197px" height="958" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/Goat1.jpg" width="661" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goat looking @ hp?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 298px; HEIGHT: 201px" height="480" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/Goat2.jpg" width="356" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 298px; HEIGHT: 203px" height="960" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/HippoButtX.jpg" width="688" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hippo's Butt =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 282px; HEIGHT: 201px" height="959" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/HippoTopView.jpg" width="707" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hippo's top view...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 291px; HEIGHT: 198px" height="960" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/Kangaroos1.jpg" width="506" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parent and baby kangaroo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 291px; HEIGHT: 209px" height="780" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/Kangaroos2.jpg" width="578" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangaroo posing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 303px; HEIGHT: 187px" height="948" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/Kangaroos3.jpg" width="579" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangaroos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 291px; HEIGHT: 204px" height="962" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/Lions.jpg" width="630" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lions *rooaarrs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 270px; HEIGHT: 194px" height="960" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/MeowandMi.jpg" width="699" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meow and Mi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 293px; HEIGHT: 199px" height="480" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/MonkeyFamily1.jpg" width="349" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkeys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 273px; HEIGHT: 187px" height="481" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/MonkeyFamily2.jpg" width="360" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another pic of the monkeys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 290px; HEIGHT: 184px" height="960" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/MonkeyFamily3.jpg" width="665" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different versions of monkeys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 283px; HEIGHT: 223px" height="961" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/NoelandFabian.jpg" width="633" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noel + Fabian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 196px" height="479" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/Parrot.jpg" width="332" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parrot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 281px; HEIGHT: 187px" height="794" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/Penguins.jpg" width="752" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penguins!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 275px; HEIGHT: 210px" height="958" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/Pigs.jpg" width="624" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzit pigs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 274px; HEIGHT: 197px" height="960" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/PolarBear1.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polar Bear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 284px; HEIGHT: 208px" height="958" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/PolarBear2.jpg" width="625" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another pic of the Polar Bear in Action...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 216px" height="725" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/Rhino.jpg" width="594" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhino...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 291px; HEIGHT: 208px" height="960" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/Snake.jpg" width="575" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White Snake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 292px; HEIGHT: 188px" height="481" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/Tiger1.jpg" width="384" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White tiger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 281px; HEIGHT: 191px" height="955" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/Tiger2.jpg" width="610" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other white tiger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 287px; HEIGHT: 197px" height="967" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/Tiger3.jpg" width="576" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same white tiger as above...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 195px" height="960" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/Tiger4.jpg" width="607" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another white tiger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 290px; HEIGHT: 204px" height="715" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/Tortoise.jpg" width="606" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tortoise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 289px; HEIGHT: 191px" height="952" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/Unsure1.jpg" width="583" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 273px; HEIGHT: 203px" height="958" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/Unsure2.jpg" width="593" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 292px; HEIGHT: 189px" height="960" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/Unsure3.jpg" width="587" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 291px; HEIGHT: 176px" height="962" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/Unsure4.jpg" width="576" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 293px; HEIGHT: 191px" height="955" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/Unsure5.jpg" width="579" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 286px; HEIGHT: 193px" height="479" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/Unsure6.jpg" width="368" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goat again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 298px; HEIGHT: 198px" height="956" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/Unsure7.jpg" width="582" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Guess wad izzit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 275px; HEIGHT: 191px" height="713" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/joyfuljoyce/Zebras.jpg" width="271" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zebras!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-111250021922009683?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111250021922009683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111250021922009683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111250021922009683' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-111228738100905011</id><published>2005-04-01T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:49.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a story of a girl to tell ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl is of the same age as me. She had a very happy childhood. And since young, she was always being doted by her parents. But at a certain year, everything took a complete change. Her parents decided to go vegetarian. This led to complete big turn in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her dad always wanted her to be a vegetarian. But she was very very close to her aunty, but she wasn't a vegetarian. Because of this vegetarian issue, the relationship between her dad and her aunty wasn't that good. Until now, this issue still persist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had bad memories of her primary school education. As she was playful and rather lazy, she always did very badly in her studies. Always the bottom few in class. Her teacher always call up to parents to complain that she didn't do her school work. And also she asked her maid to forge her parents signature whenever she fails her spelling or exams. Her classmates would always bully her. She didn't tell her parents about all of this. Nobody knows of the existance of this problem. All this continued for 6 yrs. Until she was enrolled into Secondary school. Things took for a better turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She made many fabulous friends. Her results were just average but she was satisfied with it. Her life in Secondary school was rather smooth sailing until she was enrolled into Polytechnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polytechnic life wasn't the same as Secondary school life. Life was rather good for her during the 1st year of her studies. Untill when she was in Year 2, things started to change. She realised that even though she could make many friends in poly, but there wasn't realli close friends as compared she made in Secondary school. Most they were only the 'Hi and Bye' friends. Friends also would jus start to drift away gradually. She found nobody to talk to when she was feeling down. She would jus keep it to herself. This was her character since young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year she taking her Student Internship Programme (SIP). Many problems also cropped up during this period of time. She would just suddenly be quiet by herself, thinking of all the negative things that happnened recently. She knew she couldn't handle stress, so she would jus try to calm herself down. But she couldn't control herself and would just breakdown crying in her room when she reaches home. Sometimes she just thought that she might be too sentistive. So she tried 2 be not soo sentistive in the future. But the outcome of that wasn't too good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All she wishes now to be as cheerful as she was in Secondary school. But that was rather impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life outside isn't that simple after all. There might be many people talking behind your backs without you knowing. If you happen to know about it, you rather wish that you don't know about it about all. But if you sense someone is talking behind you, you will find all ways and means to get to know what they are talking about. And the outcome, you will feeling either extremely upset or angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there are many ups and owns in life. But sometimes it really trigger me into thinking&lt;br /&gt;why am I living on earth? Whats the purpose of living if you know you will be suffering more then enjoying? Make myself to be miserable? I reallY do not know the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case who you think I'm refering to in the story above. Its me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-111228738100905011?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111228738100905011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111228738100905011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111228738100905011' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-111211230826799104</id><published>2005-03-29T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:49.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling much much better nowadays... Trying 2 relax myself and get myself into some sort of relaxing mood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I can't cope wif many things... When suddenly many things ard mi happen, I can't help but jus 2 feel super depressed... My mood also start 2 be much better when things strats 2 clear up 1 by 1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: 26th March' 05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went 2 the Zoo wif my Meow Meow, Fabian and Noel... It poured quite heavily on tat day... But the rain stopped when we arrived there... Hehe... Had KFC 4 Lunch and bought the tixs @ student price except 4 Fabian... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw many animals such as Monkeys, Sheeps, Goats, Pigs and etc... So much fun.. As usual I was afraid of them... So I was like standing a distance frm them... LoL... But I definately had soo much fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nxt we headed 4 the Night Safari... B4 tat we also had KFC again 4 dinner as the rest of the rest of the food there was super duper ex... Bought the tixs again @ student price but tis time its wif the tram too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we straight headed 4 the entrance, but there was a hell lot of ppl over there queueing 4 the tram rides... Thus we decided 2 walk b4 taking the tram ride... I also jus found out tat I've night blindness... Can't even c the tracks when walking... Terrible mi =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took many pics throughout the whole dae... Will be uploading in my nxt entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: 27th March '05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went 2 celebrate Siti's bdae which falls on 26 March... Both of us shared a 1/2Kg cake... Tat was our lunch... Haha... Nxt we decided 2 go Orchard and catch a movie... Watched Sponage Bob Square Pants a cartoon comedy... Went shopping 4 a while and headed home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-111211230826799104?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111211230826799104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111211230826799104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111211230826799104' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-111155489883068551</id><published>2005-03-23T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:49.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I have 2 start straightening my thinkin... If not sooner or later I 'll go bonkers.. There isn't a single nite I could slp peacefully... Tis had lasted 4 a few days in a row... Always in bed, I would jus sob w/o knowing and tis would least ard 1 hr. By the time I slp its ard 1+ or 2+ am... But no matter I still have 2 get up early everydae 2 go 2 skool... My life still have 2 go on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-111155489883068551?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111155489883068551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111155489883068551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111155489883068551' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-111133473028581111</id><published>2005-03-21T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:49.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Initally I tot tat we ourselves can control our own fates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After soo many things had happened, I'm starting to think tat maybe heaven has already made all the plans 4 us.... If not y would someone suddenly jus change within jus a few days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few days of thinking, I jus couldn't help but jus thinking tat I'm a real USELESS person... Useless in all aspects : Studies, Sports and now even my frens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have be trying 2 relax myself by watching Bleach and playing Maple Story.... As least all of tis activities allows mi 2 keep my mind busy 4 some moments, and not allowing mi 2 'hu si luan xiang'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm jus born 2 be alone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-111133473028581111?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111133473028581111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111133473028581111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111133473028581111' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-111112494511076457</id><published>2005-03-18T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:49.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish I can be as happy as b4...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it seems 2 be quite impossible...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-111112494511076457?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111112494511076457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111112494511076457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111112494511076457' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-111112256952616637</id><published>2005-03-18T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:49.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I never felt tis stress b4...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not have any exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 1 SIP project...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And together with soooo many incident happened since the previous wk,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna break down soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-111112256952616637?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111112256952616637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111112256952616637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111112256952616637' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-111085282892215559</id><published>2005-03-15T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:49.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rite now I can't decsribe the feeling I'm feeling rite now... Its kinda of irritating when mi myself dun even noe how I am feeling... And also, my headache keeps coming back and forth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself 2 be happy... But am I realli happy? No! After sooo mani things happened ard mi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything wouldn't be the same as b4? The change in surrounding, human's character etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I maybe appear 2 be happy, but inside mi am I realli tat happy? I do not know of the ans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I feel I shld be happy that I think I gonna fail my SIP... It has been 1 wk tat I have sent my board 4 fabrication... And the outcome? I might onli get my board the earliest todae or maybe even drag till tomolo... Haha... And know wad? I have a presentation tomolo and my board is still not ready....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo mani things happened recently... I have no wish 2 blog them out... As a result, how I feel etc wouldn't be out on tis blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I perfer 2 keep it 2 myself...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-111085282892215559?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111085282892215559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111085282892215559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111085282892215559' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-111078070761994594</id><published>2005-03-14T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:49.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To fellow frens::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u agree wif wad this petitions states pls sign...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.petitiononline.com/polybus/"&gt;http://www.petitiononline.com/polybus/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-111078070761994594?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111078070761994594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111078070761994594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111078070761994594' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-111069889846255034</id><published>2005-03-13T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:49.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterdae I had a great time out there wif my cousin and frens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st part of the dae::&lt;br /&gt;Woke up @ 6am in the morning and met Tammy to have breakfast @ Mac... Headed 4 RP to accompany her 4 her 2 have her Maths Amplitude Test... I found out tat in order to get 2 the 1 stop service center, we mus climb up a hill... Haha... After the test, we headed 4 Orchard and do some walking ard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd part of the dae::&lt;br /&gt;Meet Veron, Noel, Fab, Emilyn and Siew Wen @ 5pm... Bought tixs for the show Howl's Moving Castle and we decided 2 have our dinner @ Pastamina... And 2 our concidence, we saw Kim Ng and Quan Yi Feng... Both of them look sooo much skinny den when they are shown on tv... Leandro came along after we had order our meals... Nxt we header 2 Toys R Us 2 have some fun...  Had soo much fun over there... I have 2 chase Tammy off 2 ard 6.30pm and we left 4 the cinema 4 the show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was super nice and sweet... Howl is sooo handsome when I 1st saw him... But after when his hair colour is being dyed 2 black, I think he looks more like a gal.... Haha... And also, the fire demon Calcifer is soo cute... Its fuels the moving castle and I found the door of the castle 2 be very interesting as it has 4 different colours that leads to different exits...  I almost cried @ the ending of the show cos I thought the fire had died away... In the end the fire is still alive... Hehe... The doggie with the chicken feet (named by mi and Veron) is soo cute when it trys 2 bark... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S to Siew Wen:: Dun let mi meet u after 1 yr okie?? Its too long and I will miss u de... Haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-111069889846255034?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111069889846255034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111069889846255034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111069889846255034' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-111055926944525258</id><published>2005-03-12T00:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:49.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah its almost the end of sem soon... In jus ard 2 wk and students of Tp will be freed... But tat excludes mi... =&lt; Can I be happy abt tis coming holidaes? No! I have 2 be back and continue my tootpig SIP project which I have been nagging since the starting since the sem started...  The usual nagging old mi... Haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly felt tat life isnt tat gd after all... I was like almost enjoying the past 17 yrs of my life playin? And now I'm 18, all the problems starts 2 come 1 by 1? Maybe its jus my fate? Hmmm.. I was like 1 of the ppl who beliefs in fate? Maybe we realli can control our fates but maybe I jus dunno how 2 control it? Okay, enough of thinking too much... Maybe its jus mi, mi, and mi... My character...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I cant imagine how working life will be even though I have gone through 13 wks of SIP? I imagine it 2 be very dreadful... Okay, enough of thinking negatively...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-111055926944525258?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111055926944525258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111055926944525258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111055926944525258' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-111042932279298208</id><published>2005-03-10T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:48.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Argh!!! I'm soo freaking bored!!! Someone pls entertain mi! I have been typing my damn SIP report since mondae... And finally I completed it yesterdae and now it leaves mi with practically nothin 2 do... I was like slacking almost whole of tis wk.... *wonders wad am I gonna log in my log bk 4 tis wk*My temper is getting worse... Much more worse den expected... Whenever I'm bored, moody or being irritated, I will keep my mouth shut... And its a sudden thing... I maybe be laughing and the nxt moment I jus =X Haiz... Can someone pls tell mi wad 2 do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-111042932279298208?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111042932279298208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/111042932279298208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111042932279298208' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-110965274390484936</id><published>2005-03-01T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:48.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz... Feeling super duper terrible... I'm sooo damn stressed up wif EVERYTHING ard mi... Family, skool and maybe frens? I also dunno wad the hell is happening 2 mi... My hardware isn't working and my PR2 its like tomolo? Yeah... I cant imagine how I would fare 4 it... A fail? Maybe, maybe not... Yeah I'm sooo happy!!! -.- I'm REALLY sick of SIP... Even though I know how my SIP will affect my grades and it might even pull my GPA frm 3.5 to 2+? I realli cant imagine tat is gonna happen soon... All my previous efforts wasted? Den wad 4 I study soo damn hard the nite b4 the exams when in jus 1 sem my grades will be pulled down like no one's business... All I can wish is tat I can pass tis damn sem real fast and get over and done wif my MP and my yr 3.2 to normal lessons? But I think it will be much better den wad I'm suffering rite now? Tis sem is a FUCKED up sem... Nobody can understand wad I how I'm feeling rite now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-110965274390484936?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/110965274390484936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/110965274390484936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110965274390484936' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-110860675756678881</id><published>2005-02-17T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:48.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yeah!!! Its mi again blogging in skool =X Supposed 2 be doin some work but den I'm soo damn bored out here... =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather nowdaes its soo damn freaking hot tat mosquitoes are attacking mi... I gonna be roasted pig 1 dae if this tootpig weather continues... Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised tat I have drifted away frm some frens... Especially Candice! Maybe I realli do not know how 2 balance my time well... =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I wish tat everything would be the same as b4....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-110860675756678881?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/110860675756678881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/110860675756678881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110860675756678881' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405581.post-110822712417834645</id><published>2005-02-13T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:16:48.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1st and 4most... Lemme wish those reading my blog a Happy Belated Chinese New Yr... Haha... =X Aniway I'm in within the 15th daes on the new yr... =D And 2 those reading my blog, pls gif mi some ang baos... Hahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New yr 2 mi means a whole new start... So I told myself 2 4get avt those unhappy memories and start afresh... So those memories left in my mind r the gd ones =D Todae its the 5th dae of CNY and I have received abt $100+ odd worth of ang baos... Wahahahaha...Its wasn't alot compared 2 some of my frens but its the feeling tat when ppl gifs mi ang baos tat makes mi happy... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme recap wad happened 4 the past 4 daes of the new yr *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st dae ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x) Rotted @ home the whole dae... =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Dae ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x) Went 2 my grandma's place 4 steamboat 4 lunch (Yum yum) =D&lt;br /&gt;x) Nxt we headed 4 my dad's 2nd mother's hse&lt;br /&gt;x) Head 4 the last venue of the dae : My dad's 2nd Sis hse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Dae ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x) Went 2 skool =&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th Dae ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x) Veron, Sri, Noel, Lynette and Her Boi Boi came 2 my hse 2 collect ang baos... Haha =X&lt;br /&gt;x) Headed 4 Veron's hse&lt;br /&gt;x) Played bowling&lt;br /&gt;x) Had dinner @ Pasir Ris Central&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunwan 2 go back 2 skool on Monday! I'm still in my CNY mood... Lol... Y dun S'pore government gif us a 15 daes break frm work or skool since its still CNY? Lol... Aniway its time 2 zzzZZZzzz.. Gd nite ppl... Mus miss mi worz... Lol =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6405581-110822712417834645?l=joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/110822712417834645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6405581/posts/default/110822712417834645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyfuljoyce.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110822712417834645' title=''/><author><name>JoyCe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07745720447251044657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xZCyZXWxWdM/SQx8mt2djfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wbb80k1ht5s/S220/Piggy.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
