<?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-6547251</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:36:12.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life, My Destiny</title><subtitle type='html'>All u wanna noe...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solitaryisolation.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitaryisolation.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Joanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10479892315298015794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2NgufEuXSI/SLLFM5CK86I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jmRwbIYAxYY/S220/The_Other_Way.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547251.post-115223356971550327</id><published>2006-07-07T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T08:52:49.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahas… it’s been a really long time since I hv been blogging, wanted to get rid of the com addiction. Haha. Many things hv been happenin that is v personal to me. Its e start of sch. And CDS performance was on wed. I think it did really well. Of course. Hahas. Shall not be proud but the feedback frm ppl were all gd. So no reason not to be. Lolx. We rawk. And a fren commented to me that cds is so united then I was like really? Gosh. I hv been quite disappointed in them recently, due to their bad attitude and everything.. oh well. My juniors. Do I hv a choice? Lolx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6547251-115223356971550327?l=solitaryisolation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/115223356971550327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/115223356971550327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitaryisolation.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115223356971550327' title=''/><author><name>Joanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10479892315298015794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2NgufEuXSI/SLLFM5CK86I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jmRwbIYAxYY/S220/The_Other_Way.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547251.post-108952621379960276</id><published>2004-07-11T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T14:15:30.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  
Integrity
&lt;p&gt;"Integrity is one of several paths.  It distinguishes itself from the others because it is the right path and the only one upon which you will never get lost."
- M.H. McKee  
  
&lt;P&gt;Joy&lt;p&gt; "If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive."
- Eleonora Duse  
  
 &lt;p&gt;Kindness&lt;p&gt;"Kindness is the language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see."
- Mark Twain  
  
&lt;p&gt;Faith&lt;p&gt; "Faith is the strength by which a shattered world shall emerge into the light."
- Helen Keller  
  
&lt;p&gt;Courage&lt;p&gt; "This is courage?to bear unflinchingly what heaven sends."
- Euripedes  
  
 &lt;p&gt;Hope&lt;p&gt;"Hope is faith holding out its hand in the dark."
- George Iles  
  
 &lt;p&gt;Charity&lt;p&gt;"We must not only give what we have; we must also give what we are."
- Desire-Joseph Mercier  
  
&lt;p&gt;Love&lt;p&gt;"I have found the paradox that if I love until it hurts, then there is no hurt, but only more love."
- Mother Teresa  
  
 &lt;p&gt;patience&lt;p&gt;"Never think that God's delays are God's denials.  Hold on, Hold fast, Hold out.  Patience is genius."
- Comte Georges Louis Leclerc de Buffon  
  
 &lt;p&gt;Determination&lt;p&gt;"The great thing in this world is not so much where we are, but in what direction we are moving."
- Oliver Wendell Holmes  
  
 &lt;p&gt;gratitude&lt;p&gt;"A single grateful thought raised to heaven is the most perfect prayer."
- Gotthold Ephraim Lessing  
  
 &lt;p&gt;Humility&lt;p&gt;"Pride is concerned with who is right.  Humility is concerned with what is right."
- Ezra Taft Benson  
  
 &lt;p&gt;Forgiveness&lt;p&gt;"Forgiveness is the answer to the child's dream of a miracle by which what is broken is made whole again, what is soiled is again made clean."
- Dag Hammarskjold  
  
 &lt;p&gt;Peace&lt;p&gt;"We must come to see that peace is not merely a distant goal we seek, but it is a means by which we arrive at that goal.  We must pursue peaceful ends through peaceful means."
- Martin Luther King, Jr. 
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6547251-108952621379960276?l=solitaryisolation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108952621379960276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108952621379960276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitaryisolation.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108952621379960276' title=''/><author><name>Joanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10479892315298015794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2NgufEuXSI/SLLFM5CK86I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jmRwbIYAxYY/S220/The_Other_Way.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547251.post-108928612308608945</id><published>2004-07-08T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T11:01:38.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi... i dunno if dere sth wrong wif my blog so f all of u can't enter it for e time moment, i apologise. Anw, i'm at my fren's hse now. So bored. was suppose to watc shrek 2 wif her but its kinda late so i dunno. 
&lt;p&gt;Oh yar, i rem tt i have a e.lit quiz tml. Haven even read e bk yet... tink i'm gonna fail. &gt;_&lt; 
&lt;p&gt;luckily my maths teacher not here today coz i haven do my hw yet.Lolx. den e eng today morn rush lyk mad, tryin to memorise everything on e bus...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6547251-108928612308608945?l=solitaryisolation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108928612308608945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108928612308608945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitaryisolation.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108928612308608945' title=''/><author><name>Joanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10479892315298015794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2NgufEuXSI/SLLFM5CK86I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jmRwbIYAxYY/S220/The_Other_Way.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547251.post-108921220477547974</id><published>2004-07-07T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T22:56:44.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was so exciting. I left cls at around 10am, went to hv lunch wif e cds ppl. Aft tt, my frenz n I went to change into drama-t. At around 12, my seniors started performin for e sec3s n 4s. It was quite stupid as e ppl keep on laughin. Later, they acted e whole tink again for e sec1s n 2s. e overall response was quite gd although e sec3s n 4s laugh a lot. 
&lt;p&gt; Aft e whole tink, I wanted to go n celebrate wif my seniors. In e end, I slackin wif rylz in sch. We watched e softball match n our sch won…(I tink) While watchin e match, I wanted to move to e lower step den I shifted my bag. Guess wat… My bag kinda rolled down e stairs. It rolled in a vv nice manner den my fren n I was laughin. Dere was guy walkin up e stairs n he burst up laughin. So embarrassin when I went to take my bag up. Luckily, it didn’t drop into e drain n oso tt dere were not much ppl dere. 
&lt;p&gt;Around 6 plus, I went hm. Saw a fren. Dere’s eng test tml n I realised tt I forgot to bring e ‘phrasal verbs’ ws hm. Wonder how I’m gg to study… but I tink tt my fren sent me a copy of it. My maths ws tt was suppose to be hand in tml was oso in sch. Haiz, so unlucky. 
&lt;p&gt;[Exhausted] feel lyk slpin as I woke up at 4.30am today. Oh yar… news update: We’re gonna hv a new drama-t. Yippee… I’m not sayin e old 1 is ugly but I’m glad tt we’ll hv 2 drama-t. C= I’m so happy…
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6547251-108921220477547974?l=solitaryisolation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108921220477547974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108921220477547974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitaryisolation.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108921220477547974' title=''/><author><name>Joanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10479892315298015794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2NgufEuXSI/SLLFM5CK86I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jmRwbIYAxYY/S220/The_Other_Way.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547251.post-108901847806010465</id><published>2004-07-05T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T17:07:58.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi. Back here again. Still had nit done my hw. So sianed. was supposed to cut my hair today, wonder y i didnt. Toay's youth day so happy youth day to all ppl.
&lt;p&gt;anw, dere's sth really wrong wif my com. Keeps on shuttin down so i dun tink i can update my blog for some time... but i'll try too. Tml gg back to sch again. so excited. our play will be on 7 july... cant wait for tt day. Oh no! jus rem tt i had a sci test on tt day. Die, mus start studyin. Ppl out dere mus jiayou k. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6547251-108901847806010465?l=solitaryisolation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108901847806010465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108901847806010465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitaryisolation.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108901847806010465' title=''/><author><name>Joanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10479892315298015794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2NgufEuXSI/SLLFM5CK86I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jmRwbIYAxYY/S220/The_Other_Way.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547251.post-108893396819772231</id><published>2004-07-04T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T17:39:34.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi...Life so borin. tml is youth day den still hv cca. Hopefully it will turn out fun... Jus reached hm. dere's sci test on wed i tink. haven start studyin... Die!!! Anw, im currently searchin for a new blogskin but i dun c any nice 1... so pls bear if e current skin i'm usin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6547251-108893396819772231?l=solitaryisolation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108893396819772231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108893396819772231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitaryisolation.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108893396819772231' title=''/><author><name>Joanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10479892315298015794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2NgufEuXSI/SLLFM5CK86I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jmRwbIYAxYY/S220/The_Other_Way.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547251.post-108885225695551472</id><published>2004-07-03T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T18:57:53.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them... i tink is so meaningful so i decided to let all ppl noe. Anw which hurt more? Sayin sth n wishin u had not or sayin nth n wishin u had... Pls gif comments abt dis qn. thnx. i'll appreciate it. 
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6547251-108885225695551472?l=solitaryisolation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108885225695551472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108885225695551472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitaryisolation.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108885225695551472' title=''/><author><name>Joanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10479892315298015794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2NgufEuXSI/SLLFM5CK86I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jmRwbIYAxYY/S220/The_Other_Way.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547251.post-108885115058795571</id><published>2004-07-03T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T18:39:10.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey ppl, srry for not updating my blog for so long coz I was kinda bz wif sch n cca. Dere was oso lots of hw… Anw, I promise to rite a super long update today, k. Cheerz!
&lt;p&gt; Hmm, long way back to mon. I was really vv happy n excited to go back to sch as i miss my frens so much.1 f my fren was abit sad to go back to sch. Anw, i was so happy n so enthu tt i even agree to seat at e 1st row. I was supposed to hv cca aft sch but it was cancelled. so sad... Was expectin n wantin to go for cca. I luv cds!!! lolx
&lt;p&gt;Tues was a lame day coz i started dao-ing all my frens frm my batch. I dunno wat happen too. It is definitely not PMS k. I jus didnt feel gd... Anw, it was a stupid day... Oh yar, i rem tt i was late. I woke up at 6.40 n changed into mysch-u quickly. I went to meet my fren at tamp interchange. We tried to get a cab n we waited so long. In e end, we were late n had to run 5 rounds. I felt so bad aft tt as my fren was oso late coz of me.
&lt;p&gt;Den wed... it was a funny day. I meet my fren as usual den her fren was wif her. Her fren(my fren too) wanted to take a cab so we walked out of e interchange. Dere were actually 3 sec sch pupils waitin b4 us. when they saw us, they walked to e front. I tink its so ridiculous coz we didnt even intend to "snatch" a cab frm dem. Haiz, we waited so long. Luckily we reached sch in time otherwise hv to run again. Aft tt durin assembly, e praise n worship, i was caught by mrs chan for not tuckin in my shirt. Was so funny as 3 or 4 ppl in front of me didnt tuck in too. I was so 'lucky'. She made me stand outside e hall. So embarrassin... Anw, shikaige n alvin sang a song. It was so nice.
&lt;p&gt;Later, we had sports heats. 2 of my frens were not feelin well n i had leg cramp. In e end, we still took part in e event. Although we lost, I tink we fought e gd 'fight' as we didnt withdrew frm e competition. Haiz, aft runnin, i got gastric pain. So unlucky. grr. Den, i went wif some 2d pupils to mac. 
&lt;p&gt;Thurs was ncc day. Our sch celebrated it on fri as it was in conjunction wif st john's day. My frens, seniors were doin e props. Aft a while, we went to discuss abt sth. It was quite serious n i learnt some disappointin news. Most sec1s refuse to cooperate. So saddenin. I can't tink of ath special tt happened on thurs so i'll move on to fri. 
&lt;p&gt;Fri was cca day. so happy as i get to c my seniors. My senior lost her pouch which was 1 of e props. I was suppose to be responsible for it n my fren n i lked for it. In e end, some1 found it. was so glad otherwise i would hv been dead. I fell down while walkin up e stairs to e backstage. Luckily no1 saw. lolx. Later aft e rehearsin, my fren wanted to go wif e seniors to eat. He was suddenly vv enthu but all of e sec2s wanted to go hm. It was so funny as he was tryin to persuade us to go wif him. Den my 2 frens n i went to a nearby provision shop. We bought tibits n ice-cream. We sat around a table to eat n chat. The ice-cream tt i was eatin had a layer of choc around it. The choc dropped on my skirt. I was laughin so hard n 3 men dere was lkin n laughin too. Was super embarassin. Aft tt, i tried to wash away e stain caused by e choc n cont chattin. dere was a cat nearby n it went to 'lick' my lag. Although i kinda lyk cats, i got a shock of my life. I screamed. it was so horrible n scary. I didnt noe tt e cat would come so near to us. Anw, it licked n ate e choc tt i dropped on e floor. Aft eatin, we went hm. 
&lt;p&gt; den on sat- today, we went to e sci center. It was so fun. At 1st dere was some lecture we had to attend. Some parts were interestin. Got to learn more abt human n stuff. Den, we went to e ecogarden. Dere was a worksheet tt we had to complete, was interestin tryin to find e anws. e citrus fruits area had alot of big fruitflies, was so terrified by tt sight. For most of e qns, we followed e crowd n got e anw. At around 11 plus, we went into e exhibition hall. dere was so many cool n interestin stuff. Hoped tt we could stay longer as dere was still many tinks tt we had not seen. Den b4 we took e bus back, we went to mac n bought fries. On e bus, was quite borin coz nth much to do except eatin. lolx. Aft reachin sch, abt 11 gals n 3 boys frm my cls went to TM. e gals went to mac to eat together n we were jokin n foolin around. dere were pupils frm 2e n oso guys frm 2h tt we kept on meetin at e exhibition. Oh yar, at e sci center, 2 guys frm 2h was tryin out 1 of e exhibition. den it was abt e coins n u r suppose to drop e coin in n e coin will be donated to e sci center. e guys wanted to try out tt exhibition yet they quickly grab hold of e coin b4 it roll into e hole. so funny... back at mac, a guy had sth at his mouth yet he didnt noe. All of us seatin behind e 2h guys were laughin lyk mad. so stupid. It was vv fun although didnt slack at TM.  
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6547251-108885115058795571?l=solitaryisolation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108885115058795571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108885115058795571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitaryisolation.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108885115058795571' title=''/><author><name>Joanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10479892315298015794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2NgufEuXSI/SLLFM5CK86I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jmRwbIYAxYY/S220/The_Other_Way.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547251.post-108808196693273038</id><published>2004-06-24T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T16:35:33.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi... hmm at my fren's hse now. so crappy. haiz, life so sianz. hehe. today my bdae. hehe. kinda happy lei. hehe. slack....oh yar, went to watch e bez bet wif my frenz. was quite nice but it contained alot of dialect. hmm, was bein AP down dere... lolx. nth better to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6547251-108808196693273038?l=solitaryisolation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108808196693273038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108808196693273038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitaryisolation.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108808196693273038' title=''/><author><name>Joanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10479892315298015794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2NgufEuXSI/SLLFM5CK86I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jmRwbIYAxYY/S220/The_Other_Way.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547251.post-108712534251258125</id><published>2004-06-13T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T19:15:42.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi... hmm, went to my sch church today. it was supposed to be e camp echo. everybody who went to e camp got a cd. I had a lk n it simply rawks. Brings bac all e memories frm e camp. sadz...hehe, but e 5 days will stay in my mind 4eva n eva...hehe. today's mood: super dreamy. in "la-la" land. 
&lt;p&gt; Firstly, durin e church service when every1 was kneelin down, i was stil lyk seatin n starin at my fren until i realised tt i was supposed to kneel. Den aft tt, i played a game which requires alot of concentration wif my grp members. I usually dun lose much in e game( not say i vv pro lah) but dis time i kept losin... hehe, it was so lame. Anw, e worst part was when i wanted to go to e toilet to wash my hand. i went to tt toilet b4 but tt time (i dunno y too), i jus walked straight into e gents... it was so embarrassin. there was kinda a few guys down dere. lolx. My fren was behind me yet she didnt stop me. haiz, dis is e kinda ppl i hv for fren. sadz. hehe. jk... later, i went to a fren's hse. dere was a paper tt i wasnt suppose to rite on, i knew it but i jus wrote sth on it. haiz, such a terrible day. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6547251-108712534251258125?l=solitaryisolation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108712534251258125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108712534251258125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitaryisolation.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108712534251258125' title=''/><author><name>Joanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10479892315298015794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2NgufEuXSI/SLLFM5CK86I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jmRwbIYAxYY/S220/The_Other_Way.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547251.post-108703571484564345</id><published>2004-06-12T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T18:21:54.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm, tots aft readin e Cl bk tt we were supposed to read. there's dis particular story tt i tink its so nice. Two frens cuz of one inccident " break up " . Kinda so sad as e frenship made will be a waste. Haiz, tt's so common in our lives today especially when e cause of it is bcuz of grades. Sobz... to all ppl out dere, treasure ur frenz. &lt;=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6547251-108703571484564345?l=solitaryisolation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108703571484564345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108703571484564345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitaryisolation.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108703571484564345' title=''/><author><name>Joanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10479892315298015794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2NgufEuXSI/SLLFM5CK86I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jmRwbIYAxYY/S220/The_Other_Way.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547251.post-108703539880992074</id><published>2004-06-12T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T18:16:38.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi... sianed. My maths totally sux, so many qns dunno how to do... Haiz!Holidays dun seem lyk holidays at all. Hw, cca, hw, cca. so many stuff tt is needed to be completed. grr. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6547251-108703539880992074?l=solitaryisolation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108703539880992074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108703539880992074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitaryisolation.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108703539880992074' title=''/><author><name>Joanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10479892315298015794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2NgufEuXSI/SLLFM5CK86I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jmRwbIYAxYY/S220/The_Other_Way.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547251.post-108696576587380985</id><published>2004-06-11T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T23:02:07.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi... not been on9 for so long. hmmm, abt 5 days aft e camp? e camp rawks. e 1st day, there was e intro n everthing. my leader was huixiu jie n yonghwee ge. they rawks, bond n sring our cls closer. den we had praise n worship. everybody lyk not wilin to jump... hhee. oh yar, im in scotland. hehe, rawks. landers won e bez. &lt;p&gt;e 2nd day, we had games in sch. there were abt 6 stations. it was so fun. C= haiz, missin camp days. e 3rd day, we played games around e bedok area. hehe, there was free leg massage. so cool rite. den e 4th day was games in sentosa. it was a combination of amazin race, fear factor and sth(cant rem e laz 1). We had campfire n bbq. i ate so much crappy fd. hhee. tink i grow fat le. wahahahaz.
&lt;p&gt;Durin all e days we had worship time, bible study n quiet time. the most memorable day was e 4th day coz my fren Melissa accepted christ. thnx be to god! C= den tt day everybody was quite enthu durin e games n e worship. our grp ran almost all e time. (if i remember correctly...) Was so happy n touched by e msg. lots of christians rededicated their faith. e laz nite, we were kinda rushin e pillows for our leaders but in e end only Yl stayed up e whole nite to complete it.
&lt;p&gt; Aft e camp, i tink i c many changes in e ppl around me. Those who appear quiet were actually vv enthu durin e camp. really enjoy myself durin those 5 days. i dunno wat else to say but to thnx god for his greatness, his luv. n oso my leaders, my grp members... w/o all dis ppl, i'm sure student camp'04 wont be as fun. Callin all ppl dun hesitate any longer, mus come nxt yr. I'm sure u wont regret. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6547251-108696576587380985?l=solitaryisolation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108696576587380985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108696576587380985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitaryisolation.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108696576587380985' title=''/><author><name>Joanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10479892315298015794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2NgufEuXSI/SLLFM5CK86I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jmRwbIYAxYY/S220/The_Other_Way.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547251.post-108617031082904242</id><published>2004-06-02T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T17:58:30.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hehe hi... it's been 5 whole days since i hv not been on9. hehe, kinda refusin to come on9. Anw, today is Vesak Day. Went wif my cousins to sent one of my anuts off. Anw, it was quite lame coz we arrived much earlier den e person we are sendin off... Aft tt we kinda went to hv " high tea". 4 young adults n 1 kid actually managed to finish abt 12 plates of fd. Wahahaha. Feelin so full n bloated aft tt as my cousins were forcin me to eat. Tink i'm growin fat. Argg!&lt;p&gt; Anw, aft tt we went to the cementry. Later, we wnet to causewaypoint as my cousin wanted to get a bball. We seached for a long time b4 findin e suitable one. By den every1 was vv tired. We went hm. My family took e bus while they took e train. At e tamp interchange den i saw a guy who lked lyk my pri4 fren. he waved at me but i couldnt rem him... coz it's already so long. Hehe. Aft drinkin coffee( i had no idea y too), we went hm... &lt;p&gt;now, so tired n feelin kinda sick. Tml still hv e student camp n i hv not packed my bag... hehe. All my frens hv not too. hehe. haiz, wonder y no one's on9. hmm, maybe every1 blocked me. hehe, cant wait for tt day. Dotz. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6547251-108617031082904242?l=solitaryisolation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108617031082904242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108617031082904242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitaryisolation.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108617031082904242' title=''/><author><name>Joanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10479892315298015794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2NgufEuXSI/SLLFM5CK86I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jmRwbIYAxYY/S220/The_Other_Way.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547251.post-108557884225488394</id><published>2004-05-26T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T21:40:42.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehe, srry back.  hehe, some guy frm my cls volunteered to do sth abt my frens... hehe. Ok, i dunno wat to do now, at a lost. But i kinda told my fren abt wat i feel so kinda feelin abit better now. At least dun hv to care much. lolx. C=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6547251-108557884225488394?l=solitaryisolation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108557884225488394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108557884225488394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitaryisolation.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108557884225488394' title=''/><author><name>Joanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10479892315298015794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2NgufEuXSI/SLLFM5CK86I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jmRwbIYAxYY/S220/The_Other_Way.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547251.post-108557683782573745</id><published>2004-05-26T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T21:07:17.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehe, back... jus hv so much to tell but dunno how to express. Some things jus simply cant be put in words. A single incident can change a life totally... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6547251-108557683782573745?l=solitaryisolation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108557683782573745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108557683782573745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitaryisolation.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108557683782573745' title=''/><author><name>Joanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10479892315298015794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2NgufEuXSI/SLLFM5CK86I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jmRwbIYAxYY/S220/The_Other_Way.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547251.post-108557621442481062</id><published>2004-05-26T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T20:56:54.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saddenin. Y do sad tinks always happen together? I'm feelin so regretful now. Wishin tt i had not meet 2 frenz in my life now. Frens r suppose to brighten ur day but wat is happenin seems e exact opposite. LIfe is lyk a pure torture. I may be jokin n laughin but tt may not be i wat im feelin. It is so hard to live a life tryin to live up to ppl's standard. sometimes when u wan to say sth yet u dun get to say it, u'll feel terrible inside. &lt;P&gt; Anw, today is sports heats. It was rainin b4 tt but aft awhile it wasnt. My frenz n i was runnin 4x400 n it was e laz event. We waited den when it was e 4x100 Relay tt time, it started rainin. Light at first den it started gettin heavier. It was a total waste of time, waitin for e rest n not runnin in e end... lolx. Rylz brought umbrella but she didnt wanna use it. I didnt hv one wif me so we waited for e rain to stop. While waitin, a man chased us out. kinda sad coz we wanted to prac aft e rain stop but i guess its fated tt we cant run. We went tm aft tt... Saw a few sickenin ppl. Argg. Tink its pure shit!!!&lt;p&gt; * Livin Life e way u wan it, is e bes way as u are the one who is in control of ur own life...* &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6547251-108557621442481062?l=solitaryisolation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108557621442481062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108557621442481062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitaryisolation.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108557621442481062' title=''/><author><name>Joanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10479892315298015794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2NgufEuXSI/SLLFM5CK86I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jmRwbIYAxYY/S220/The_Other_Way.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547251.post-108540753309721707</id><published>2004-05-24T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T22:05:33.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi, hehe, back rem sth. Hehe, today, i accidentally cut my finger. Rylz too. surprise. hhee. Anw, i really didnt noe y too coz e blade was so short n so blunt. Was holdin it in my hands den i jus cut myself. So puzzled too. Maybe im jus feelin too distracted...argg. Sadz. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6547251-108540753309721707?l=solitaryisolation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108540753309721707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108540753309721707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitaryisolation.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108540753309721707' title=''/><author><name>Joanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10479892315298015794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2NgufEuXSI/SLLFM5CK86I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jmRwbIYAxYY/S220/The_Other_Way.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547251.post-108540455898584541</id><published>2004-05-24T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T21:40:23.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi, back in here but in a terrible mood. Haiz, sianz... life sux big time. Today aft cca went prac for e sports heats. tink i run so damn slow but wat can i do? hehe, they force me into it. lolx. anw, i was runnin den tink i was e slowest but nvm. Aft tt, at abt 6.45, i was abt to go hm. Den dunno wat happened, i suddenly started runnin vv fast.(well, at least i tink it is) I guess kinda run all my sadness away... I was so happy aft tt. lolx. Was hopin tt i can do it again as was really vv happy. hehe, cant contain my joy when i tink abt it. &lt;p&gt;Luckily one of my fren was msgin me frm 10am plus till i was back at hm. Was really touched too as i was kinda in a vv bad mood. Hehe, den now 1 of my jnr n my kor oso so nice. Keep on askin me to cheer up. so touched too. Wat can i say? e world arnd me is simply too nice yet i dunno how to appreciate it. Sobz. Cried jus now but dun tink any1 noe... lolx. now, e whole world will noe. 
&lt;p&gt; wishin tt all those who r tryin out for sports heats, jiayou k. Dun tink u cant run, for u nv noe until u try... kinda tink dis phrase vv meaningful. 
&lt;p&gt;*Failure is not really failure until u accept it n refuse to stand up to try again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6547251-108540455898584541?l=solitaryisolation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108540455898584541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108540455898584541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitaryisolation.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108540455898584541' title=''/><author><name>Joanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10479892315298015794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2NgufEuXSI/SLLFM5CK86I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jmRwbIYAxYY/S220/The_Other_Way.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547251.post-108521258336623080</id><published>2004-05-22T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T15:56:23.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehe, back... hmm,my specs is now currently under repair so i cant see properly. Anw, i tink i hv to do my geog. It sux. Frm e lks of it, rylx is still vv upset.dunno wat to do. 
&lt;p&gt; Anw, yz bdae tnl. Wonder if i sharin present wif 3/4 other gals. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6547251-108521258336623080?l=solitaryisolation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108521258336623080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108521258336623080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitaryisolation.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108521258336623080' title=''/><author><name>Joanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10479892315298015794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2NgufEuXSI/SLLFM5CK86I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jmRwbIYAxYY/S220/The_Other_Way.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547251.post-108521017736059168</id><published>2004-05-22T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T15:47:04.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi, hi...back coz my jnr wans me to update... oops. Lolx, jk. Anw, yty was a terrible day. lots of things happen. Got kicked by a fren accidentally n its abit swollen. Hehe n we got back our results. So disappointed in some subjects but i guess it's still ok. Rylz failed her history n she was so sad. Wonder if she's ok. Hmm, n two of my seniors which i mention e previos, previos, previos time failed 3 subjects. So coincidental... lolx. Anw, watched a match played by our sch team. They rawks. Hehe. We won by abt 17 marks... C= Anw, aft tt, kc, hy, rylx n me were lyk playin wif water... kinda vv stupid... Hy was all wet. hehe, i was hardly wet coz i didnt play much. lolx.  i was tryin to avoid rylz den, i knocked into a pole. so stupid n pain... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6547251-108521017736059168?l=solitaryisolation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108521017736059168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108521017736059168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitaryisolation.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108521017736059168' title=''/><author><name>Joanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10479892315298015794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2NgufEuXSI/SLLFM5CK86I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jmRwbIYAxYY/S220/The_Other_Way.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547251.post-108495571622304182</id><published>2004-05-19T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-19T16:35:16.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey, exams r over. kinda missed all e studyin. lolx. hehe, i fianally got sum1 as kor2 so happy. Anw, oops, forget wat i wanted to say aft chattin wif HY.
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6547251-108495571622304182?l=solitaryisolation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108495571622304182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108495571622304182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitaryisolation.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108495571622304182' title=''/><author><name>Joanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10479892315298015794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2NgufEuXSI/SLLFM5CK86I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jmRwbIYAxYY/S220/The_Other_Way.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547251.post-108484957378183209</id><published>2004-05-18T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T11:06:13.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoa, so fast laz day le. Sianed nowhere to go. Wat's wrong wif stayin at hm??? But kinda sick le. Haiz, rylz refuse to go out. Sadz. wonder if i shld go to orchard later. Coz nth to do. Tot tt lkfe aft exams will be better but... haiz, i guess it's not true. stupided. i guess im stuck at hm. Life sux now!!!Arggg. 
&lt;p&gt; today e cl paper. Fine it kinda ok lah. Eazier den i expected... Hehe, lamed. But surely get very lan de. Sadz. 
&lt;p&gt; E atmosphere is so depressin now. Wat to do? Sianed!!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6547251-108484957378183209?l=solitaryisolation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108484957378183209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6547251/posts/default/108484957378183209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitaryisolation.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108484957378183209' title=''/><author><name>Joanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10479892315298015794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2NgufEuXSI/SLLFM5CK86I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jmRwbIYAxYY/S220/The_Other_Way.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6547251.post-108453246649066613</id><published>2004-05-14T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T19:01:06.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehe, my colour... blue? Yucks. Hehe, jk,jk
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/jonester/1072291709_cturesblue.jpg" border="0" alt="blue"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You should be wearing the colour....Blue!!!  Blue&lt;br&gt;is a colour which calms and soothes the soul.&lt;br&gt;Blue, makes people feel comfortable, and&lt;br&gt;content.  You are a very relaxing person to be&lt;br&gt;around, so blue is the ideal colour for you!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/jonester/quizzes/What%20colour%20should%20you%20be%20wearing%3F%20%20/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What colour should you be wearing?  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/V/vinacross/1044205935_ffLainQuiz.gif" border="0" alt="Depressed.."&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're depressed. Really you are. And you&lt;br&gt;definitely have a reason. You often space out&lt;br&gt;and stare at things blankly, even if you're&lt;br&gt;normally hyper and energetic. This is because&lt;br&gt;nothing really seems important anymore. You&lt;br&gt;might just be sad right now, or you might be&lt;br&gt;manic depressive. Don't worry. Have some cocoa&lt;br&gt;and stuff'll be ok. 
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/V/vinacross/1045378939_ffCheerful.gif" border="0" alt="Cheerful"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're the cheerful smile,the one that's truly&lt;br&gt;happy with almost everything you do and would&lt;br&gt;never cahnge your life.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/vinacross/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20Smile%20are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Kind of Smile are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/MissAnthropy/1077072860_sgoldheart.jpg" border="0" alt="gold heart"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Heart of Gold
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