<?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-5940902</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:06:39.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[sHaTtErEd] ~BrOkEn PrOmIsEs~</title><subtitle type='html'>personal blah blah</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>156</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-110303438252645435</id><published>2004-12-14T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T22:26:22.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i duno wad you're doing.but you're affecting the lives of the pple arnd you.its been so long and yet,you dun even haf the basic respectand courtesy to explain anything.lyk ANYTHING at all.heard you grabbed sum clothes and left.AGAINfor your information, dat is NOT a hotel.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/110303438252645435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/110303438252645435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110303438252645435' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-110234349868458825</id><published>2004-12-06T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T22:31:38.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i noe you wun see this.but i just wanted you to noe.we all care for you.pls come back soon.life is not all smooth sailing.not all smiles and fun.yet when there are bumpswe will face it together.well i think life is an appearance.and since we are all part of lifepple put on appearances.pple may lie to you, cheat you of your feelings,but home is your safe harbour.the harbour dats </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/110234349868458825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/110234349868458825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110234349868458825' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-110138651615103482</id><published>2004-11-25T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T20:46:11.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>jing* is currently in depressionand may not blog til she gets out of it.she's thinking through thingsunless u're one of those thingsstay out. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/110138651615103482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/110138651615103482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110138651615103482' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-110130708108715030</id><published>2004-11-24T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T22:38:01.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>met up with jo and bobo on monday.talked qte alot over lunch.saddenin how pple change so muchgrow so far apart, so alienated.how sum take others for granted.how sum turn so materialistic,so hypocritical and controversial,so brand-conscious and all.how sum turn so despo over guys. spare me the pain of knowin this.spare me the pain of losing them.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/110130708108715030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/110130708108715030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110130708108715030' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-110087925957878482</id><published>2004-11-19T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T23:57:39.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this backgrnd pic was taken in japan.i've been thinking abt sum thingssince i was in japan.and sumhow its funny how thingshappen when you least expect it.how things come rushing at youjust when you decide to give up on it.and lands you in a state of confusion,stuck in a dilemma just when you got out of it.wad would you do?the odds are different, the stakes are higher.bobo: welcum </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/110087925957878482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/110087925957878482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110087925957878482' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-110071177619974406</id><published>2004-11-18T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T01:16:16.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pics from my cam.. uploaded le. enjoy? super tired now...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/110071177619974406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/110071177619974406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110071177619974406' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-110061924813383626</id><published>2004-11-16T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T23:34:08.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>day 7: woke up and went for their assembly.funnily, their flag can touch the grnd.no one sings. and they clap at the end.den was breakfast and free time.all the way til lyk 1pm.me tessa fish nat tried handicrafts.making bookmarks. harhar. disaster.but i think my 2nd try qte nice. harhar -ego~*den went to paint hakata doll.and for me, it was dollscos i painted mr sim's too.failing his</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/110061924813383626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/110061924813383626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110061924813383626' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-110038821023770131</id><published>2004-11-14T07:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T07:31:59.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>heyyyyy... xinwei. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! larlar.. harhar.. ehhh im very sadwe left apu ytd, went fukuoka.went to the mt aso. active volcano.took the ropeway aka cable carsqueezed so many pple into one carsupposed to take 91 pple....reached the top. look lyk barren land.wasnt volcano volcano but the crater.and we saw the water at the bottom was GREEN.me n tessa were jumping down the stairs</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/110038821023770131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/110038821023770131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110038821023770131' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-110025893079908372</id><published>2004-11-12T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T19:28:50.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>day 5:went for jap lesson. harhar. learnt some interesting vocab.fishie wa totemo urusaii sakana desyo!den observed sum env lecture. chernobyl.after lunch had another jap lesson.and a "grad" ceremony.they actually gave us a cert each lo.harhar. i am amused. -grins-after dat, had another buffet dinner.their deserts superb man. oiishii desyou!!den come back to comp le. supposed to be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/110025893079908372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/110025893079908372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110025893079908372' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-110004410175913693</id><published>2004-11-10T07:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T15:57:49.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>day 3:had breakfast. doinkx.went sightseeing...wheeee.too tired to say anything elserefer to nat's.day 4:lessons in the morning."self-study" at the comp lab.lunch. another lesson.SLACK.i wore a yokata today!!looked damn fat lar.. sheesh...harhar.. nth to say le. me nat stef were tryin to workout in the rm.harhar...well...30situps before slping each nite..if not, im gonna balloon </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/110004410175913693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/110004410175913693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110004410175913693' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-110004404497698058</id><published>2004-11-10T07:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T07:47:24.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>day 1:arrived in fukuoka airportwhisked off to asia pacific university.which looks lyk a columbarium.and sum ash collection centeraccording to dear natalie-san.had sum orientation, campus tour.lunch in the cafeteria. jap lesson.went to the dorm and wrestled with bedsheetsthe battle of bedsheets!! har!steffi failed in her battle and had to recuperate. harhar...den had sum welcome party</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/110004404497698058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/110004404497698058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110004404497698058' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-109997391085046623</id><published>2004-11-09T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T12:18:30.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>larlar... its day two in japan. sighhh so fast lar. got some time off after lunch now.i am BORED.believe it or not.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109997391085046623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109997391085046623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109997391085046623' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-109976068482553660</id><published>2004-11-07T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T01:04:44.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>larlar... the day has finally arrived!!wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~*goin japan le!survived all the disasters and calamities!u can see im goin crazy..induction was cool! esp the 2nd day.*silvia, u nottie girl! nv cum.took 05IP04 together wif my xiaomei!woahhhh... so fun. enthu man! yayyy.sad sad. heard 05IP05 not v enthu...screamed and shouted and cheered until i got no voice man. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109976068482553660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109976068482553660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109976068482553660' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-109957833777784020</id><published>2004-11-04T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T22:25:37.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wheeeeee!! -appears-its been soooo long since i updated.larlar. wad can i say?no more exams. no more tests.just one more essay due tml.which i have not started.go me!! larlar. went ice-skatingwif anchi jess dexian and varunfell 3 times. tsk tsk.finally completed 2 and 1/2 rounds wif varun after falling twice.induction day 2 tml!!!nottie silvia cannot come. hurrr.gotta find out her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109957833777784020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109957833777784020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109957833777784020' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-109862093112460266</id><published>2004-10-24T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T20:28:51.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>somebody pls slap me.somebody pls kill me.arhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109862093112460266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109862093112460266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109862093112460266' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-109780965525925653</id><published>2004-10-15T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T20:27:32.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>larlar. im finally updating lyk after eons. fine. lotsa complains from people. thankew wiggy for your most lovely radio show.-hugggggs-its spire lesson now.supposed to do spire presentation.but all slacking. larlar.fishie's computer is singing.and goin into another computer now.rocks huh? larlar... wad a SUPERB computer.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109780965525925653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109780965525925653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109780965525925653' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-109679961565334416</id><published>2004-10-03T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T18:41:51.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>thank you thank you *bowsMiss jingo is sick. She has been absent from school and had been dearly missed. But according to her mom she is better! woohoo.Our darling DJ here [me] is sick now. Still harbouring a high fever. Aha.*rewinds. Miss jingo has revealed that after chinese test, she went out with fishie herb suihang [did I forget anyone?] Sitting position has been changed... erm... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109679961565334416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109679961565334416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109679961565334416' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-109621819737227214</id><published>2004-09-27T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T01:03:17.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>thankew veri DJ ah wig.for her absolutely entertaininglovely superb cool air show.due to popular demand, DJ ah wig will be invited back on air later on. so pls stay tuned.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109621819737227214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109621819737227214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109621819737227214' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-109585895152555691</id><published>2004-09-22T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T21:15:51.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gooooooooood morning [afternoon/evening/night] Singapore annnnnd the WORLD!here is your DJ weige, hacking into hoon jingo's bloggo, and DETERMINED to make the BEST MESS EVER. in the history of mankind, the universe and beyonnnders.thank you very much everybody! to begin with our day/night, let's start with thhheee best techno dance mix of the year. this is DJ weige, enjoy the song folks, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109585895152555691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109585895152555691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109585895152555691' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-109578585530543115</id><published>2004-09-22T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T00:57:35.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so late, i am still up, crap, the write up is damn difficult, there a lot to write and you dunno what to write and there are many factors, but you dont know what to put.anyway i am very hungry, ahhhhh!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109578585530543115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109578585530543115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109578585530543115' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-109474076787670454</id><published>2004-09-09T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T22:39:27.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tired. harhar. me and yixi wenta play badmintonharhar. 2nd day in a row.played volleyball wif a super light beachball.well. and we saw a grp of rv guys [we think]from band, trying to march.harhar. not straight one their rows. oh wells.larlar. ate TWO boxes of watermelon after playing.raced home during adverts between the 7pm show.-exercise. dat lunch was superbly FATTENING- wheeeee* </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109474076787670454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109474076787670454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109474076787670454' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-109405855594079686</id><published>2004-09-02T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T01:09:15.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okayyy a quick one before i go continue studying ih. rarrrr. litho assg howta do?!?! -big sigh- went back to rv on tues!!!! yayyy!! after pia-ing wp essay lyk mad, den making the "souvenir" for mr yip, and sum other stuff, slept at lyk 3.15am kinda thing. den go to sch, realised during the "picnic" dat we onli got sth for mr yip and mr ho, so paisei. lucky i got that potpurri bottle thing. -phew-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109405855594079686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109405855594079686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109405855594079686' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-109332885174477401</id><published>2004-08-24T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T15:36:49.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>been talking alot to pokie anchi -pokepoke- harhar. things change and pple change alot too. hmmmm. im freezinggggg cold... brrrrrrr. i can't really type veri fluently now. sighhhh. math test tml. i am so dead. wad can i say. natalie is crazy. yes she it. poooff. im gonna fail my math tml. how how how how how. and den later we have darling biochem test on friday which i dun understand at all lo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109332885174477401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109332885174477401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109332885174477401' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-109318163136866379</id><published>2004-08-22T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T21:33:51.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>arhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! wad is this!?!?!? li jia wei LOST the bronze medal match!!! CANNOTTTTT!!! rarrrrrrrr. urghhhhhhh. -hops arnd- grrrrrr.ting: missed ya loads!! go eat sushi buffet kz?? -hugs and muacks-xiaomei: nat is rite, we are NOT scary at all lo. -pokily fat-grrRrrRRRRRRR-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109318163136866379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109318163136866379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109318163136866379' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-109275283196445783</id><published>2004-08-17T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T22:27:11.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NAT here. Was supposed to post for lijing in the afternoon while at hypertext class but I FORGOT! Wheee. So quite lame larh typing this on word now cuz stupid pokie jing wants to copy and paste onto her blog later. So it’s quite retarded this autocorrect thing is like changing all my first letters in a sentence to capital letters haha.Oooh yeahh ppl we’re on a DIET! Call it the HEALTH WEEK </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109275283196445783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109275283196445783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109275283196445783' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-109272740402214293</id><published>2004-08-17T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T15:23:24.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bOOOOOOOOOO!!! harhar. heyyy im back online. lyk finally. since duno when. harhar. lazy to come online. and anyway, im in hypertext-ing lesson now. and we're supposed to create a new blog for our hypertext-ing adventures. whoooo~ and do sum final project at the end of the 4 lessons.anyway got back our chinese test paper today. and i totally FLUNKED it. so crappy. arhhhhh. sun laoshi was saying </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109272740402214293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109272740402214293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109272740402214293' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-109215452238462008</id><published>2004-08-11T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T00:15:22.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bored. bored.- you remain out of my reach. stay out of my mind -</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109215452238462008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109215452238462008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109215452238462008' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-109206169063523165</id><published>2004-08-09T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T22:28:10.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>feifan: feeling wad lar pokie girl? feeling  HOT??natalie: stupid girl. nth to update den nv update lo.ww: miss ya tooo!! arhhh u nottie girl... ehhh u haven't ans my qns. so wad abt the alumni stall crap? veri long nv go back liao and wiggy went back and crapped to mrs chung.... bleah.piggie: heyyyy... harhar v long nv tag on ur blog liao. miss ya!xinyi: harrr im bored too!! how?!?! go </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109206169063523165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109206169063523165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109206169063523165' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-109085612586019905</id><published>2004-07-26T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T23:35:25.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>house session! sihui so farnie. harhar. duno why. nottie anchi came up with sum crap. as always which i shall not repeat. MY MOM SAID I PUT ON WEIGHT!! crap crap crap. grrrrrr. -dieting mood spoilt by cravings for chocs- rarrrrr. diet diet diet. fat fat fat. obese. har!had pranks today, rarrrrr. and we probably hafta do make-up lab session cos we're gonna miss lab session again [yes!!!!] cos of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109085612586019905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109085612586019905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109085612586019905' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-109058713254097954</id><published>2004-07-23T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T20:52:12.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>thankew nat, for bloggin on behalf of me. absolutely HATE it when i type lyk damn long entry and suddenly cos of sum stupid thing, the whole entry goes POOF and disappears into thin air. wadevaaa. so i am NOT gonna retype all that stuff. and its all VARUN's fault.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109058713254097954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109058713254097954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109058713254097954' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-109054978411277167</id><published>2004-07-23T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T10:29:44.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lijing wants to kill varuN!!! okay nat here. varun just accidentally deleted this really long entry jingo typed. sigh. cheer up girl..anyway..we're in class being totally bored outta our wits. wheeee. math is in another half hr's time. and xinpei still hasn't reappeared with our drinks. booo.bye!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109054978411277167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109054978411277167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109054978411277167' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-109046158794585505</id><published>2004-07-22T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T09:59:47.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just the five of us. gathering and discussing. to opt out of m-a. so we did. onli to noe dat we still hafta learn the dance. when we are not gonna perform it at all. onli perhaps for nx yr's CNY. which is lyk 129384923748 years from now?! bleagh. and we're learning the piece for national day celebration. and apparently even after 5 sessions, we are still not doing veri well. or even up to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109046158794585505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109046158794585505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109046158794585505' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-109041778182195062</id><published>2004-07-21T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T21:49:41.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sighhhhhhhh.dance....performance...practice...commentsdisappointmentwordssadness...tears...give up?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109041778182195062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109041778182195062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109041778182195062' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-109033115812729385</id><published>2004-07-20T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T21:45:58.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh mannn. okayyy. just a quick one.juz ate spaghetti and fruits.and lyk 70g of milk choc.i feel so obese and guilty.harhar. rarrrr. this wk is sooooo busy. grrrytd had that quarry thingy.today had dance. tml having dance.thursday having cip, fri having dance.saturday having dance. i am so dead. harhar.sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.tired. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109033115812729385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/109033115812729385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109033115812729385' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108998274398201316</id><published>2004-07-16T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T20:59:03.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bleagh. just finished dinner.which wasn't done to my liking.sighhh. anyway, went science centre today.gram staining, antibiotic resistance the last one can't rmb liao. and we get to see the results back in school.den went macs for lunchlyk duhhhhh since that was the onli place to eat there?omnimax was coooool. huge.but nearing that grand canyon film,me and tessa felt this drop of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108998274398201316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108998274398201316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108998274398201316' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108989462634493630</id><published>2004-07-15T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T20:30:26.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am soooooooooooooooooo tired.okayyy. had nth better to do.so during war and arts ytd, started drawing sum crappy family tree.so farnie. nat was blushing lyk mad.wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~ and ah ma anchiure not gonna be let off so easily lor.wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~sighhhh realli tired lar.dun wan type liao.WHO CAN CHANGE CIP SLOTS WITH ME,ANCHI, JESS AND HUIQIAN??!!22 JULY 2004</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108989462634493630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108989462634493630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108989462634493630' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108912627842363316</id><published>2004-07-06T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T23:10:47.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bad metaphors [taken from actual British GCSE essays]:his thoughs tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a tumble dryer.she caught your eye like one of those pointy hook latches that used to dangle from doors and would fly up whenever you banged the door open again.her hair glistened in the rain like nose hair after a sneeze.john and mary had never met. they</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108912627842363316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108912627842363316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108912627842363316' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108912629814022590</id><published>2004-07-06T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T23:04:58.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bad metaphors [taken from actual British GCSE essays]:his thoughs tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a tumble dryer.she caught your eye like one of those pointy hook latches that used to dangle from doors and would fly up whenever you banged the door open again.her hair glistened in the rain like nose hair after a sneeze.john and mary had never met. they</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108912629814022590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108912629814022590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108912629814022590' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108878208561841702</id><published>2004-07-02T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T23:28:05.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What Name Should You Have? by Lauren</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108878208561841702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108878208561841702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108878208561841702' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108877861098418979</id><published>2004-07-02T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T22:32:02.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i dun wanna talk.abt wad i feel.abt wad i think.abt wad i observed.to certain pple,who probably wun be reading it:i dun need you.i dun wan you.leave me alone!get outta my life.you haf no idea wad im goin thru.you haf no idea wad im feeling.you haf no idea wad im thinking.so stop acting lyk you do.cos its repulsive.stop acting lyk you noe everything.cos you apparently dun. cos </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108877861098418979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108877861098418979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108877861098418979' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108833165421542360</id><published>2004-06-27T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T18:20:54.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today's sunday. 27 june 2004.and tomolo's MONDAY.start.of.school. grrrrrrrrrrr.i.dun.wan!!!! arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.dun wanna get back those papers too.urgh. dun.wanna.go.back.to.school.btw, at dis present moment,i can't stand my nose.feel lyk chopping it off.been sneezing non-stop since morning.stuffy nose. runny nose.can't catch it. can't clear it.urgh.sighh.zx: yar i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108833165421542360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108833165421542360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108833165421542360' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108783057607805383</id><published>2004-06-21T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T23:09:36.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okayyyy. sad case. so patheticwent sentosa today.supposed clz outing.so wonderful. wahhahahstopped at wrong monorail station.walked back to the beachits okayyy.we got to meet bigshotsfuture foreign minister of romaniaand the minister of the tourism boardalso of romania.woohooo. so prettyyy.yarh. den sat on the beachunder the sweltering heat.eating chips and drink HOT 100-plus[</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108783057607805383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108783057607805383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108783057607805383' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108765892955056127</id><published>2004-06-19T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T23:28:49.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pokie nat want to catch me and turn me upside down??sighhh zhen bu zhi liang li.-sticks out tongue and pokes hard-arhhhhhh. just got back 2am plus today.so tired.ying kajiao me where i go.sighh. even go toilet oso muz tell her...harhar.damn tired.and that garfield movie so boring!!lucky nv go watch.i feel lyk im talking to myself.den lyk no pt blogging lyk dat.so i reconsiderin </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108765892955056127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108765892955056127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108765892955056127' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108731296475322215</id><published>2004-06-15T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T23:23:46.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pokie. okayy feeling better now.thanks shiqin. -hugs-larlar. okayy. nth much to update.juz dat i baked on monday. yayyy.but the stupid frosting didnt work out.sad case. whatever lo.anyway,my brain's not working at all.-screams and pulls hair out-oops. my darling hair.had a hard time cleanin coffee's toilet.so stinko.think he had diarrhoea after that milk.p/s: pokes are nice:)-pokes-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108731296475322215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108731296475322215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108731296475322215' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108713744181075947</id><published>2004-06-13T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T22:37:21.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've been thinkin lately.life has to go on. in this way.im almost bursting.wad am i doin wif my life, i wonder?those 2yrs in ny..{familiar an chi + xinyu?}where do i belong?i wun make it to where i wanna be.wif wad i haf n am getting right now.sum pple juz have everythingand dun realise it.others hate themselves for not having it.i noe i shldn't think that way.but im sorry i can't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108713744181075947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108713744181075947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108713744181075947' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108713254561160042</id><published>2004-06-13T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T22:36:16.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>larlar.dragged myself outta bed ytdwent ny for modern dance.heard was ms chan's last lesson.sad. my dance deproved so much tis yr.sharon notti girl didn't apply.*bish bash*sighhh. helen the kpo gossipper.an chi the talk rubbish sabo ppl girl.watched adiemus syf, cherry jubilee [orchid park's]the new water [nan hua's]correct me if im wrong.wanted to watch the kent ridge's one.me and </summary><link 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marr. harhar. when??went swimmin ytd with xinyu.those guys there are so irritating.talked alot abt family.health.studies.and her biaomei. take care k?my nose protested whole nite long.from non-stop sneezin in the poolto the shower to home to bed.xinyu:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108692378875979394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108692378875979394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108692378875979394' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108678579647817633</id><published>2004-06-09T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T20:56:36.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>poked. supposed to meet yixi at 1.30pmbut was chattin wif her til 1.25pm.den went orchard popular on a hunt for dear jo.did some illegal things. harhar.met ting, eunicey went wisma. found out got no sakae.so bought the tickets from sistic. den went wheelock for sakae.so pok. lyk the other time,desserts were sold out. grrrrr.gloria joined us sumtime laterr.and ranted on n on abt a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108678579647817633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108678579647817633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108678579647817633' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108675563233282927</id><published>2004-06-09T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T12:33:52.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its raining outside.nice cold air.gonna go for sushi buffet latercan't wait!!update laterr. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108675563233282927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108675563233282927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108675563233282927' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108670905753444214</id><published>2004-06-08T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T23:39:04.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okayyy im a pig man.officially crawled outta bed at 12pmden went to shower supposed to meet anchi for lunchtrying to meet on a bus.harhar. den she say she on 174 n see no meme: there's a 157 infront of meshe: mine too. lol.we look up n see each other.wad crap.den went coro buy sushi.my lunch.went ek kiat's hse.cool man. cost abt 5million, so he saysborrowed shirt from himtights </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108670905753444214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108670905753444214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108670905753444214' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108659288846795964</id><published>2004-06-07T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T15:21:28.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wrote pokie nat a testimonial. so poke. got so many liaostill after my life for one. nat: u owe me more!!had dance last thursthen crappily tired. went jp watch hp3sacrificing my ih n mi essayfinished the show at 12midnitethen start doin essay. til 3am plusstarted on brochure n anchi fell aslpso leave me to do brochureslept at 5am. so tired. harharden fri dance. so little pple.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108659288846795964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108659288846795964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108659288846795964' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108652038470739887</id><published>2004-06-06T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T19:14:04.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>thanks but srry girl, i dun believe dat, zhixin.i.hate.myself.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108652038470739887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108652038470739887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108652038470739887' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108608266901267163</id><published>2004-06-01T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T17:37:49.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>damn tired. today dance v tiring. oh man. now aching all over lar. all that technique class more than one hour. 15times backbend. my gawd. my back juz died lo. then got onli a 10mins break, then more technique class. then later duno why su laoshi make us do handstand, backflip n frontflip [??, since got backflip] harhar. me suck lo. sighhhh. den anyway, so scary man. do front one, kanna called </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108608266901267163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108608266901267163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108608266901267163' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108601446632299100</id><published>2004-05-31T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T22:41:06.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sighhh. wad poke. everybody goes arnd saying that hols are here. jumping up and down for joy, making plans to go out, telling others to relax and play. but hey. 1st week of wad supposedly is hols isn't at all. monday: dance handover + light toy craptuesday: dance[8.30am-12.30pm, when my system isn't awake yet]wednesday: RESERVED FOR PIA-ING ESSAY N BROCHURE[unless sum life-changing events </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108601446632299100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108601446632299100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108601446632299100' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108583386516693002</id><published>2004-05-29T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T20:31:05.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>finalllllllllly. im back. omg so tired. wanna pigggg out man [my definition: slp] so crappily tired!! rarrrrr. anyway, ytd after school, was doin last qns of math, then later finish liao, ms yans came in then took photos with them. so cute. harhar. blarh blarh. yepz. then rush off to meet zhixin and cindy at newton mrt. mum came down from office to check in for us. then we slack in there til lyk </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108583386516693002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108583386516693002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108583386516693002' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108566925518480098</id><published>2004-05-27T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T22:47:41.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okayyyy so i passed my nth to sth. surprise surprise surprise. im not gonna do that concept map since its not gonna pull up my grades in anyway. its not gonna make much of a difference anyway. having a damn headache now. was having diarrhoea ytd, most probably due to stress. my dad was soooo worried. kept coming into the room, tell me dun be so stressed. lyk harlow, how? got bio test today!! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108566925518480098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108566925518480098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108566925518480098' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108557609918661298</id><published>2004-05-26T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T20:54:59.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>last test tml.last test.so dead.dead.sob.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108557609918661298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108557609918661298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108557609918661298' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108550129642533783</id><published>2004-05-26T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T00:08:16.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>totally flunked my math paper. worst ever in my whole entire crapppy failure life. sighhhhh. and the best part was that i could do the qns before mr low went thru them. thats the most ironic n gek-ky part. okayyyy wadevaaaa i shall stop wallowing in self-pity and juz face up to the 100% true fact that there's lyk nth i do well in. sighhhh. sad case. anyhow. todays hcl paper... RARRRRRRR im so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108550129642533783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108550129642533783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108550129642533783' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108530429639451443</id><published>2004-05-23T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T20:25:25.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>arhhhhHhhhh i can't believe it. im actually blogging when i haven't finished anything im supposed to. but i guess i realli wanna juz drop everything im doin and juz stare in empty space. sighhhh. dun wanna go sch tml. but no choice larh. sighhhh. wad rubbish is this. unless i fall sick larh. having diarrhoea though. does that count? oh well. larhlarh. these few days juz feel lyk i can't breathe</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108530429639451443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108530429639451443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108530429639451443' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108529045013446625</id><published>2004-05-23T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T17:03:54.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>arHHhhhhHHHhhhh i wan 2/10 CLASS OUTING!!! arhhhh... harhar... was talking to darling regina ytd. dunoe why larh. ytd suddenly got this urge to go revisit 2/10 blog after not visiting for months. thot it rotted liao. and ITS SOOOOOOooOOOooOOOo active!! harhar. yayayyyyy... pauline the retired loan shark. harhar. arhhhh.... yarh... let's go watch sunset. last yr's was a flop man. harhar. slping in</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108529045013446625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108529045013446625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108529045013446625' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108521223986637382</id><published>2004-05-22T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T15:50:39.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>rarrrrr... wad rubbish is this. make me wake up at 8plus then go sch juz to write a few pple's names and leave. sighhhh. i need my slp man. anyway, we're supposed to go out for high tea at pizza hut. best thing is, our light to life test is the next day. larh larh. im sooo proud of myself, im gonna fail every single test this term. sighhhh. wadevaaaa. being the minority isn't good at all. today</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108521223986637382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108521223986637382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108521223986637382' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108510730093497761</id><published>2004-05-21T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T10:41:40.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihi!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! this is anchi!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! anchi the president of failures association...hahaz... iam lame.. tell u arh, never believe any negative lijing says. she say she is a failure or says she is bad at this or bad at that... its all not true.. in fact </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108510730093497761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108510730093497761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108510730093497761' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108510454642574866</id><published>2004-05-21T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T09:55:46.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>harhar. suihang is doin his presentation on retinitis pigmentosa right now while im crapping here. and apparently he's running around in circles while the teachers continues "prompting" him. harharh. poor him. luckily i survived my presentation. phew. math was greek to me. sighhh. muz go revise and revisit all my mathematical "friends" in the hols. go to math land. using my stoopid failed math </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108510454642574866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108510454642574866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108510454642574866' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108506737188884474</id><published>2004-05-20T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T23:36:11.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sighhhh. just took my atoms test today. and believe me, i dun wanna imagine wad my results will be like. i left lyk 2/3 of the paper blank cos duno howta do and cos got no time. lyk wad crap is this. and so now, at present, i failed 3 tests. i noe this even though i haven't gotten my papers back yet. cos its soooooOooOoOoo obvious that i failed. its confirmed and sealed with a bubble tea. our </summary><link 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and the recent food fair and college day dat juz flew past us right in the face. well. i guess there's nth realli much to say abt the food fair after all that quarelling and "heated" discussions abt it and the cornflakes. i dunoe. college day performance, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108489524704380912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108489524704380912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108489524704380912' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108468627269754317</id><published>2004-05-16T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T13:44:32.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sighhh. im sucha failure. sighhh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108468627269754317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108468627269754317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108468627269754317' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108407563888482568</id><published>2004-05-09T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T12:14:08.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oopsie. harhar. its been more than a mth since i updated and i noe i kanna alot of complains liao. harhar. anyway, im presently dying of hw. as usual larh huh? well... okayy. so in this mth, i haf spent less time on the internet. why? cos my comp kanna infected. so no choice, can't use internet. harhar. bleah. and apparently judging from my work, i haf not been devoting more time to studies. cos </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108407563888482568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108407563888482568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108407563888482568' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108098053304077796</id><published>2004-04-03T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T16:25:54.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>zhixin: aiyarh. dun care abt that spas person larh. i guess sum pple juz haf nth better to do but do TRY to analyse other pple thru their blog entries larh. note the capitalised TRY larh. apparently sum pple either failed their lit or juz plainly suck at analysing text larh. or maybe both~~ well well.dis week hasn't been veri busy academically. juz dance. from today onwards, i think i'll juz </summary><link 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damn tired now can. sighhh. kk. died for nth to sth. the whole paper was arhhhHHHHHhh [screams]. sighh. den after the paper bia for that light to life presentation. den suihang n basil came with a cake. THANKS u two. -touched- the cake was v nice.... den </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108031523096717106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108031523096717106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108031523096717106' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-108023227740241317</id><published>2004-03-26T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T23:18:22.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okayy. crapp. im ONE yr older. sigh. feel so old. crapp. dat ling n basil rubbing it in. lyk wadevaaaa lor. sigh.sigh.sigh. duno why. laz yr dun haf this feeling one lehz. sigh. wadevaaa. muz be dat stoopid i/c thing. sigh. kk. thanks to all who haf sms-ed me or wished me happy bdae. thankya. earliest being hong ern. den zhixin. suihang. basil. amelia. birthday wishes from them:*[be more </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108023227740241317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/108023227740241317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108023227740241317' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-107979108868851687</id><published>2004-03-20T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T22:15:58.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my cousin sent me mms of her baby daughter today. heehee. so cute. sleeping. harhar. oh well. today dunoe why lyk v sad lyk dat. woke up so damn late. latest this yr lor. woke up at 12.30pm. slept lyk 10hr plus. i think my lack of sleep this hols is catching up with me liao. heehee. miss anchi lehz. no one to crap n laff with. so sad. and that pok zhixin still haven't replied my sms. anw, had </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107979108868851687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107979108868851687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107979108868851687' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-107967755340585584</id><published>2004-03-19T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T23:36:52.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>blarh blarh. slacking now. as always. at tessa's hse. harhar. doin ih presentation. sigh. sian. wanna fall aslp manz. jiatian esp. harhar. waiting for the horse cursor to run finish. larh larh. sian manz. waiting for the page to load. crap. ling: anw, u are just plain mean larh. yarh turning 15 grrrr... so old liao. arhhhHHHHhhh. nvm at least i getting ic. sounds lyk fun. harhar im lame i noe.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107967755340585584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107967755340585584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107967755340585584' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-107944131578551325</id><published>2004-03-16T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T22:26:12.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haiz. todayy stayyed at home. didn't do much hw. me such a lazy pig... oh well. spent the whole afternoon doin design. so damn guilty now. crapp. YAY!!! my cousin gave birth today. a lil girl. congrats [though she wouldn't see this larh]same bday as my cousin too. i can't believe i was soooooooooooooooo right lor. i told my dad my this niece sure same day as my cousin one.. harharharh. okayy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107944131578551325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107944131578551325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107944131578551325' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-107936127075524564</id><published>2004-03-15T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T22:45:22.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>crap larh. gonna hafta make sum time out to go visit rv before its demolished. maybe nx fri after tests. hope its still prawn mee on friday. larh larh. anw, mum was kinda questioning me where i went today. lyk wadevaaa... coffee's been v nottie. biting as part of play. grrr... fussypot. v tired. rarrr...wrote out the points for mi essay. which erm... i think doesn't amount to much. lyk </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107936127075524564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107936127075524564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107936127075524564' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-107910607901927410</id><published>2004-03-12T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T23:44:30.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>arHhhh.... dance on wed 1pm-6pm and fri 9am-12pm. arhhh. haiz. okayy. kanna complained that i nv update. okayy okayy. got alot of stuff to bia. lyk nth much to say lor.today was damn wad lor mr low's lesson. hahahha... okayy shan't say. hahahha... it was undescribable [if there's such a word] harharhar. anw. at lyk 1pm, there was an announcement for half day off from school. dismissal at 2pm. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107910607901927410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107910607901927410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107910607901927410' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-107849917133684134</id><published>2004-03-05T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T23:53:06.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tml's dance prac is cancelled. yay!! larh larh. can slp longer. then got time to bia hw too. gonna watch alice tml. then evening watching sulaoshi's performance. and both can be taken for arts appreciation. whee...whoots! damn tired lehz tonite. duno why. stoopid suihang was abusing my giraffe [sorry zx] den gave me the duck to bully instead. den he kept squeezing n pinching n squashing the duck </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107849917133684134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107849917133684134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107849917133684134' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-107798380188705871</id><published>2004-02-28T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T00:03:28.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>blah blah blah. i think yixi getting veri spas. doinkz. yarh qingyi is rite. sarah's my cat. crap. anyway, to clarify things yarh? im not gion to carleton as yet, juz applied for it. there are onli 6 vacancies. and judging from my standard, i probably wun get it. so no need to be jealous or envious. juz came back from entire family gathering dinner. duno for wad reason. then cos me and ling was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107798380188705871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107798380188705871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107798380188705871' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-107789700604997093</id><published>2004-02-27T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T23:52:57.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>handed up dat application for carleton liao. its this summer programme at carleton college in U.S for 23days. writing programme. sounds nice rite? i mean, for me i lyk reading n writing abit. realli wanna gain exposure. but onli got 6 vacancies and i guess i probably wun make it. so think i shldn't bring my hopes too high. sad case. it seems that wadever i do, i nv seem to achieve wad i set out </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107789700604997093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107789700604997093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107789700604997093' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-107771666301049138</id><published>2004-02-25T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T21:47:11.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ARHHHHH!!! so tired!!! su laoshi dismissed us lyk abt 30mins early?! woohoo... so tired liao lor. lower back the familiar ache back again. crap~ today veri long day larh. watch amistad. so erm... "understandable" lor. i mean, seriously. the whole opening's so dark u can hardly see anything. then after dat, they started mumbling arnd, if not they would be shouting and screaming in their own </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107771666301049138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107771666301049138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107771666301049138' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-107741881140058189</id><published>2004-02-22T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T11:06:55.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>actually typed an entry laz nite, but toot comp dunoe wad connection prob n the whole thing's gone. poof. oh well. not in the mood to type anything at the moment. exhausted. tired. sad. worried. scared. racing against time. can i do it? can i make it?? will i survive?? aRgHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~~~~~~~~</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107741881140058189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107741881140058189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107741881140058189' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-107694076839270585</id><published>2004-02-16T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T22:15:25.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>larh larh. road run on sat. -doinkz-   surprising lor. but i actualli survived. okayyy... so we ran 3.8km then me+anchi+xinyu WALKED back to ny. abt 2km?? rocks right?? went back for modern dance. can't believe we so lame lor. okayy. we went giant buy this minnie mouse bolster for ms chan's baby and flowers for ms chan n ms yeo [couldn't give mrs chan, so sad] and we met wenhao n weishun shopping</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107694076839270585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107694076839270585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107694076839270585' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-107668290532741440</id><published>2004-02-13T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T22:37:37.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hApPy bIrThdAy tOmO!! hApPy VaLeNtInEs dAy!!today's tomo's bdae!! nv get her prez, too bad. she hasn't given me the souvenir she was supposed to get me anyway. an eye for an eye. today friday the 13th, HORRIBLE day. lessons were darn boring. math sucks cos we were juz given assignment. wad the heck. he didn't even teach a single thing and he expects us to noe everything!! ask us go read </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107668290532741440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107668290532741440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107668290532741440' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-107641743423099291</id><published>2004-02-10T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T20:53:02.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yay!! ytd dance prac cancelled! yay!!! yay!!! larh larh. but tml think is at 2pm. arhhhhh!! die liao. haiz haiz. tml got spire...boring~ an chi's crazy n crappy lyk ever. dOTz lor. she's rubbish-ing everyday. dotz lor. -dOinKz- saw choonyee and co. at westmall valu$. larh larh. couldn't resist the mesmerising fragrance of the "tea-leaf egg" (cha2 ye4 dan4). ROCKS!!! -jumps up and down in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107641743423099291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107641743423099291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107641743423099291' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-107622810001674621</id><published>2004-02-08T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T16:17:25.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[wt: made the changes liao. but i rmb u typed liu qian. oh well.]okae. anw, ytd went for nymd, njcd and fUnKaMaNiA but stoopid skating rink closed early. dun care. tuesday muz try ta go. oh well. then after the pro.a.d pple performed, me+qy+wt went off. rush to heeren to take neos. bleah~ then when we were on mrt to orchard from je, i learnt a couple of things. dat crap has the meaning of shit.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107622810001674621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107622810001674621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107622810001674621' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-107607892446312318</id><published>2004-02-06T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T15:40:06.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OMG!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE WT ACTUALLY THOT LIU LU SAY CHANG TSAI VERI CHIO!!! speaking of ms chang, my humans teacher looks lyk her man. crazy larh. got see gary tang number two. now is chang tsai number two. but priscilla n jiatian say look lyk gary tang?! oh well. ytd pe run outside sch. qy n hj think nj crazy. out to murder me lorh. haiz. crap crap. den was 20mins late for sls's lesson. she was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107607892446312318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107607892446312318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107607892446312318' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-107582279683692810</id><published>2004-02-03T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T23:42:15.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im so gonna fail my math dis yr. lyk qingyi said, hope i dun kanna retain for math. den hafta repeat this module. haiz. haiz. my math teacher doesn't know howta teach or rather, he doesn't teach at all. and expects us to read the textbook and understand. den wads the point of coming to sch when i can read my textbk on my own at home? crap~ expects us to know and understand e a maths stuff oso. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107582279683692810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107582279683692810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107582279683692810' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-107565619442153197</id><published>2004-02-02T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T01:25:30.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>understatement of the year: im so so so so so so so tired... haiz. at least i finished the journal entry and mog. n typing out dat hcl compo. haiz. so tired. still haven't go and edit the compo. re-used my sec1 compo. muahaha. abt my cat. haiz. today took one whole afternoon to write the journal entry cos i was watching lotr. den walked to gek poh to buy pen refill, walked home to put it in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107565619442153197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107565619442153197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107565619442153197' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-107556061491701522</id><published>2004-01-31T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-31T22:52:29.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haiz. so sad. how could i haf such heartless friends? so mean lor yixi. tsk tsk tsk. hrmph. meanpot. today had dance prac then went golden landmark buy jazz pants den went sonata buy dance shoes. den went home so tired, i fell asleep while doing the suo duan chang wen. which is lyk extremely crappy. n plain rubbish. yarh. so tired. [yawn yawn] wuliao larh now. blah blah. wad else can i say lor? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107556061491701522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107556061491701522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107556061491701522' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-107547612068750184</id><published>2004-01-30T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-30T23:24:14.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>-looks at previous entry- short n sweet. hahah. been rather busy larh. wif crap~ yarh. thurs math teacher absent n gave us hw larh. den miscommunication n we kanna hafta do 4 whole exercises. wad da crap. so me n an chi do lyk siao lor. we doubt the teacher got so heartless to make us do 4 whole exercises larh. but we still did as much as we could. consolation is dat we practise our alreadie very</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107547612068750184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107547612068750184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107547612068750184' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-107529854707158323</id><published>2004-01-28T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T22:04:37.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>got back sum crap intro sls made us write. n i was lyk asking her, since she noe me liao can i dun write? haiz. answer obvious rite? wadever lor. then i juz crap up sum rubbish. crap abt my introvertedness, n how i keep things to myself lah. then she say i muz learn to confide blah [i do larh, ms teo wld noe. our complain sessions...] but she say i look happier in nj. beats me why she said that. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107529854707158323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107529854707158323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107529854707158323' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-107502463275978610</id><published>2004-01-25T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T18:03:56.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oopsie. hahah.  happy new year!!  i noe a bit the slow n late larh. paiseh lah. jiaying: i see ur new template, but can't access ur tagboard. i see my name all the time in ur entry lehz. duno to feel honoured or freaked out?! anyway... i loved dis template too!! i was having sucha hard time deciding between dis n my present template!!! but i decided i dun lyk dis ballerina... muahahah...okie </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107502463275978610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107502463275978610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107502463275978610' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-107443543363833768</id><published>2004-01-18T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T22:19:10.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>larh larh. had official lessons for 2 days liao. in case anybody still doesn't noe, sls's taking my clz for hcl. and she's NOT GONNA USE the sun shi shou ce anymore!!! so there goes my pass for hcl. darn. haiz. haiz. she says we ip students muz be independent learners blah. oh well. and for the benefit of those who still doesn't know, i kanna sabo to be hcl rep. lyk harlo?! since when do i look </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107443543363833768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107443543363833768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107443543363833768' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-107443177080489412</id><published>2004-01-18T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T21:18:07.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>arh!!! okie. still got toot dane lim's report. update later IF i finish before 10pm. yepz. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107443177080489412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107443177080489412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107443177080489412' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-107416632706220036</id><published>2004-01-15T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T21:39:49.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ting: yepz. my hair long le. haiz. halfway between my shoulder n waist liao. so heavy lor. but wondering if i shld cut it larh. in case got split ends!!! n i haven't trimmed it for lyk i think got 1 yr le. oh well. wadever lor. 2/9 dat pris competing wif me whose hair longer. lyk erm.... nth betta to do? [doinkz]qy: where got lor? i where got hip lor? still the same siao+crappy+crazy girl u noe </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107416632706220036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107416632706220036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107416632706220036' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-107391897139484274</id><published>2004-01-12T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-12T22:49:52.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>heyhey. tml got camp n i haven't pack. oh man. wadever~ yepz. miss all 2/10 peeps n m.dance ms chan!! suwan: hurry reply!!!! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107391897139484274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107391897139484274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107391897139484274' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-107383526756815597</id><published>2004-01-11T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T23:34:48.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[memory loss...]wednesday: went out to kap cold storage to buy stuff for bbq. then on bus, saw sinyu n her nybt fren. n she was so jealous. hahah. oh well. den learn clan dance n hadta see "dear" george [most sarca tone i can muster]. btw, george is the guy i was describing in my previous entry. wadever lah. then  we had bbq n dance party. woohoo!!! so cool. my clz was goin realli wild. dancing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107383526756815597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107383526756815597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107383526756815597' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-107340434862395386</id><published>2004-01-06T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T23:52:47.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>thanks dearies for taggin, yixi n qingyi n my lovely junior jiaying. [give them a round of applause!!] hahah. yepz. today.. we had a talk by da principal. n it was TOTALLY BORING! i mean, wad did ya expect? den da discipline mistress cum and crap again. den we had mass dance. wad the heck lor. today danced with a different partner. who is ABSOLUTELY IRRITATING. dun ask me why larh huh. wadever~ </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107340434862395386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107340434862395386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107340434862395386' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-107330643076803074</id><published>2004-01-05T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-05T21:32:51.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woohoo!!!!!!!!! oh man. 1st darn thing is: I STILL CAN'T ACCESS MY BLOG N ALL BLOGS HOSTED BY BLOGSPOT!!!!!! DARN! anyway, i shan't dwell upon that anymore todae. got better things to blog abt manz!today was official orientation day 1!! ooh. we hadta wait for all those j2s n j1s to move off? and then my ex-theatre senior was lyk standing beside me? biquan, bobo u rmb? den went hall for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107330643076803074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107330643076803074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107330643076803074' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-107320642633113011</id><published>2004-01-04T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-04T16:54:05.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wad da hell?! can't access my blog!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107320642633113011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107320642633113011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107320642633113011' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940902.post-107305537340069444</id><published>2004-01-02T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-02T23:23:55.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yoohoo~ lah lah. 1st day in nj. start of a new chapter. qte a few pple has been sms-ing me, flooding my inbox n tagging. yepz. thankies dears!! okie.. shall tell u ALL abt it. morning, i met up wif ming to pass her stuff. met zhuting oso. lah lah. n hj showed up. true to her word, she gave me a hug. duno will continue not. oh well. den me n gxy n audrey lee went in first lor. den in hall, heard </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107305537340069444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5940902/posts/default/107305537340069444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jing-girl.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107305537340069444' title=''/><author><name>jing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329372606648721435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
