<?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-7722640</id><updated>2011-06-07T23:34:14.552-07:00</updated><category term='a day'/><title type='text'>JOymy</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm Strong ; keep smiling  :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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>238</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-9212072912212432172</id><published>2008-02-24T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T06:08:23.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No longer blogging here! Ask me if you are keen to know where i had moved to !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-9212072912212432172?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/9212072912212432172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=9212072912212432172' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/9212072912212432172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/9212072912212432172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#9212072912212432172' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-3419111127016297955</id><published>2007-12-31T14:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T22:26:16.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today is 31&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; December 2007, the last day of the year. Everyone is asking me how are you going to celebrate? My reply was with my sis friends at home.&lt;br /&gt;I felt lonely. Anyway there&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;will be fireworks tonight at esplanade, bring your love ones there to watch , count down and end this year beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;As I said this year was a pretty lousy year for me, however others do not agree with me. They think that it’s just my own perception. I could have look at it from another perceptive, perhaps it will turn out to be a good year instead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at my 2007:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January; I found a job in True yoga; customer service. I work really hard everyday and met a groups of good people.&lt;br /&gt;February; During Feb., I went swimming alone really often. Still working at TY, took another job as flyers also under TY. After working in the club, I will change and work as a flyer distributor. It was really kind of tiring. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Wong, Janis, hui ,rena and spencer, we were like One big family. We went to each individual house to bai nian; Chinese New Year&lt;/p&gt;March; I quite my job in TY at the end of the month.&lt;br /&gt;April; I was a slacker.&lt;br /&gt;May; Get started with PP proposal, research and meeting up with my supervisor.&lt;br /&gt;June; Start to plan how to get my PP done. Drafting survey questions, reviewed by supervisor every week and, getting survey done. I went out to get the survey done personally.&lt;br /&gt;July; Celebrate my Birthday; had a bbq. Most of them turn up it was really nice. Cheryl and Solomon stayed to played mahjong. Miao, Rachel turned up. May, Yuanshan, Felicia and Laymian also turned up as well. I had a great day.&lt;br /&gt;It was our 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; year anni.&lt;br /&gt;August; I did nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;September; I started to pick up tuition. I had my first tuition kid on 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; of sep. Time spent on doing PP and celebrating my two dears’ birthday; Rachel wong and Lim miao ling.Second tuition kid coming up. I was really happy. Went genting with rena and janis&lt;br /&gt;October; Tuition.. Tuition.. Tuition..&lt;br /&gt;November; something unpredictable happens; Our beloved Stephen loh passed away. I miss him. some relationships matters and Laptops giving me problems.&lt;br /&gt;December; I went to FTP concert, went out with my dear Dina to get Christmas present ,tuition and this Christmas we went to Clive house to eat good food, play cards and drink. =)   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;During this year, I kind of “lost a few friends”. We are no longer the same like before. You gals take care and I will always remember those happy times we had. Promise me don’t forget me, ok ? &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am going to miss the fireworks today. I hope whoever that will be going enjoy on behalf for me ok ? I want to go very much but yea. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My heart is aching now. Emo monster is here with me again. It will be gone next year so let me be with me to accompany the lonely me. I kept having nightmare for the past few nights. It’s really all bad dreams; I cant seem to sleep well. What went wrong? I don’t know. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Protect me. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Happy 2008 guys. Love ya. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-3419111127016297955?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/3419111127016297955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=3419111127016297955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/3419111127016297955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/3419111127016297955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#3419111127016297955' title='2007'/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-9091465819431020669</id><published>2007-12-13T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T16:34:32.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;CANCER -&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Protector&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moody, emotional. May be shy. Very loving and caring. Pretty/handsome. Excellent partners for life. Protective. Inventive and imaginative. Cautious. Touchy-feely kind of person. Needs love from others. Easily hurt, but sympathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~yanyan loveeee lailai ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-9091465819431020669?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/9091465819431020669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=9091465819431020669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/9091465819431020669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/9091465819431020669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#9091465819431020669' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-258572177848650129</id><published>2007-12-07T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T16:39:55.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I saw her. Heartbroken. I have lots of questions in my mind. When can I ever stop that nightmare? I want to stop that nightmare and continue my fairly tale. Can I? will you assist me in helping me to continue the fairly tale? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-258572177848650129?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/258572177848650129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=258572177848650129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/258572177848650129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/258572177848650129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#258572177848650129' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-6058474163626569511</id><published>2007-12-06T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T16:49:22.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>worst month in my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s been such a long time since I blog, there are too many happenings. I believe that the whole month of November of 2007 was the worst month in my life till the age of 19.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;1) Life and death; our beloved Stephen Loh left the world and went to Heaven at the age of 31. Seriously till now, I still cannot resist myself from thinking about him. I miss him very much. Everyone misses him very much, I agreed to a large extend we can never find a human reason why he is being taken away from us. Well, life has to move on. I believe that he will be up there to watch over us. Indeed, life is unpredictable. Treasure your love ones is what I can say. Do not wait till when some something happen, we will then start to panic and worry. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2) Life is unpredictable so as the happening around us is unpredictable. Don’t understand?? You might think that something might never happen on you, because you believe that you can choose the correct person and lots and lots of trust and faith were given to him. OR, something that you worry the most happen, when you did try your best to avoid it but still it happens. Sad uh? It was so terrible, day and night crying and crying. We managed to overcome it and be strong. However, time is really needed to rebuild the trust. Again, let ‘time’ be our witness. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This semester had going to reach an end soon. I had chosen project management and adventure education for my electives next semester. I really hope that I can excel in both electives and core module. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;): &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;~~Yanyan loveeee lailai~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-6058474163626569511?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/6058474163626569511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=6058474163626569511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/6058474163626569511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/6058474163626569511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#6058474163626569511' title='worst month in my life'/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-3898884282723046838</id><published>2007-11-03T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T19:13:39.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep going</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Yesterday was not a good day either. &lt;s&gt;“No more laptop for student to loan”&lt;/s&gt; uh, its not fun at all to attend class without a laptop. Due to some happening in the class in the morning make me feels like going home. &lt;s&gt;“Its not a big deal” make us @#$%^&amp;amp;*(. &lt;/s&gt;After two messages we are back to normal. I would like to thank CHERYL for your laptop. Thanks you so muchhhh.. you are there when I need you. muackk.. =) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Moral support from Andrea, Sheryl, Dina, Dennis, Dear and many more if I forgot to mention here, thanks. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After school , I met up with Cheryl to return her the laptop. I didn’t know where to go. I went to the photocopy shop and saw Andrea, Kenneth and Dennis there. I was really glad, and stay with them and help them to count papers. If without them, I will be going home myself emoing. *haha. *hughug. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Haha. =) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-3898884282723046838?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/3898884282723046838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=3898884282723046838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/3898884282723046838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/3898884282723046838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#3898884282723046838' title='Keep going'/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-5243712641689291743</id><published>2007-11-01T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T05:56:46.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s a bad day. Ut was alright, if there is more time it will better. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My laptop create problem in the morning. I was badly affected by it. Finally you gave me hope (&lt;s&gt;Carry for you to causeway&lt;/s&gt;), I felt so blessed. I even tell myself that you are great and thanks for being there. But I’m wrong. I was too silly. Before the UT end, phone started to vibrate. “&lt;s&gt;Leaving school already with friends.&lt;/s&gt;” &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Uh. What went wrong? Fight shouldn’t happen for today, but it can’t to avoid. WHY? I don’t understand. &lt;s&gt;WHY friends&lt;/s&gt;? I was angry and at the same time heart broken. XIN HAO TONG, ZHEN DE. I carried and walked alone to the interchange. People that starred at me, I can’t blame them. It normal for people to think ad wander why this gal is not keeping her laptop when her screen appear to be blank. It doesn’t feel good to walk alone with that kind of emotions. Is it called retribution? Just because I laughed at someone that was being left behind by the partner, I was being punished the same way. Lots of thoughts appear in my mind when I am walking alone to the interchange, am I at fault again? Can I be angry, do I have the right to be angry? If I am angry am I too petty? Can you don’t do such thing again to me, it doesn’t make me feel good at all. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I might be not understanding, not reasonable, and immature. But I love you. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I got to borrow a laptop for class tomorrow. I’m having UT tomorrow as well. It wasn’t nice. Not at all. I felt as in I’m a.l.o.n.e. &lt;/p&gt;  ~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-5243712641689291743?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/5243712641689291743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=5243712641689291743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/5243712641689291743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/5243712641689291743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#5243712641689291743' title='Bad day'/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-4027356632128696225</id><published>2007-10-29T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T04:55:18.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strong</title><content type='html'>The past two days was really bad. its all my fault, I must be strong, you must be strong. I can do it ! Jia you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss those days whereby we laugh and laugh and chill together.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my secondary schools mates&lt;br /&gt;I miss youu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-4027356632128696225?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/4027356632128696225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=4027356632128696225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/4027356632128696225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/4027356632128696225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#4027356632128696225' title='Strong'/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-6544481913800670721</id><published>2007-10-28T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T00:28:04.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Decided to change my blogskin to something nice but I had a second thought and decided to choose this in the end. I wanted something so badly, but after I get it I felt nothing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Does this apply to everything? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;~~Lailai, yanyan love youuuu~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-6544481913800670721?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/6544481913800670721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=6544481913800670721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/6544481913800670721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/6544481913800670721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#6544481913800670721' title='Change'/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-33293282649165711</id><published>2007-10-20T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:46:30.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8604HHwMzFc/RxneZp1PuAI/AAAAAAAAABk/m9hs5pafB0Q/s1600-h/ATT618254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8604HHwMzFc/RxneZp1PuAI/AAAAAAAAABk/m9hs5pafB0Q/s320/ATT618254.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123370583417927682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I’m letting it go. It’s not easy to sustain it. I tried my best and it takes two hands to clap. Without me I guess you will feel much happier. I tried really hard, did you sense it? I will never forget the times whereby we laugh and emo and etc. thanks you for the everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry for giving up. I thought my small action might be able to change the fate of our friendship. But I was wrong. Good bye my friends. I will miss you in my heart.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Life isn’t treating me that good. Busy with tuition, PP and everything. Oh , I bought my new hp, all thanks to dear. I love you, dear. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I will continue to look after my diet and reach my target. Dear you are going to be with me right? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;LOVE you many many !! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-33293282649165711?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/33293282649165711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=33293282649165711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/33293282649165711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/33293282649165711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#33293282649165711' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8604HHwMzFc/RxneZp1PuAI/AAAAAAAAABk/m9hs5pafB0Q/s72-c/ATT618254.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-4200519224847141387</id><published>2007-10-10T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T20:07:05.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm seriously very tired on my life.&lt;br /&gt;i shall take it easy.&lt;br /&gt;I need a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to thank MIAO , DENNIS , SHU TING and DINA. you people help me through this period and keep me moving. thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-4200519224847141387?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/4200519224847141387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=4200519224847141387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/4200519224847141387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/4200519224847141387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#4200519224847141387' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-1776123471649732589</id><published>2007-09-30T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T00:23:42.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How much do you feel for me? Having to know that i am not feeling well and having loads of works to do during the second meeting is so terrible for me. Things are just no longer the same. waiting in the canteen every morning for you regardless of what is what i look forward for every morning. Sometime, i am late for school, you wouldn't know how much i had put on anger on him. Be it being late for class, unable to meet you, he being late when meeting me. All these add up does not seem to be a good morning / a good start. that day when i was super late for school, i thought it would be nice if you just msg me and tell me that you went up to class first, i wouldn't mind, you know. Though its just a small action that is overlooked, its still means a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually there's a lot that i want write, but i think its pointless as you had already come up with your own assumption and conclusion that i belong to that kind of people.  do not just look at the surface but finding out the reason behind it before making a conclusion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-1776123471649732589?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/1776123471649732589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=1776123471649732589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/1776123471649732589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/1776123471649732589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#1776123471649732589' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-3642993816174601499</id><published>2007-09-28T20:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T08:50:32.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Listening to the song, and feeling emo. I am currently very emo, very suddenly. I had a very bad headache since yesterday, the reason I do not know why. I want to visit the doctor because I am afraid. That me, my personality, I believe that there is definitely something someone is afraid of, for me it will be the doctor. I wasn’t feeling alright today. What is wrong with me, I do not know. Some kind of stress just land on me, I know that certain stress is always there and it will sometime serves as a motivation for me to move on and be strong. However, its time round, its doesn’t serves that purpose. Why am I doing so many things? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The more I want to do things perfectly well; it tends to turn out bad. Be it friendship, relationship, school work, tuition and personal stuffs. I tried really hard, is it really because my expectations for everything are too high? Or am I just simply not fated to get things done nicely, and I am only fated to see people getting things done beautifully. I know there is a saying about we can’t compare to others, just be ourselves it will be the best. But personally I believe that having to compare can be a good thing as well, I don’t denied that when I am in secondary school, I used to compare myself with a good student. I don’t believe that I am that bad and I tried very hard and work extra hard in class, remedial lesson, test and exam. Finally I managed to prove to myself that I am able to do it and really she served as my motivation to work really hard because I do not want to lose to her. I DO NOT DENY that. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;. Yes, I’m confused with a lot of things. I am faced with similar problem. I am really glad that I had discovered some friends that believe and really understand and know me. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Thanks to denniz, dina, miao and dear for being concern about what happen to me. Thanks, it means a lot to me, thanks especially to dina and denniz, the two Ds. love my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I might be nothing to you people, but you people means a lot to me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-3642993816174601499?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/3642993816174601499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=3642993816174601499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/3642993816174601499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/3642993816174601499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#3642993816174601499' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-7638006235682534842</id><published>2007-09-24T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T22:48:26.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well. nothing to blog actually. I'm stress with so much things. I long wanted to get things done too fast but at the end , I'm just stressing myself. I want PP to be done soon; i want to have more tuition; i want to get that sony ericssion phone; i want to get good daily grade; i want to get a good GPA ; i want to slim down ;&lt;br /&gt;time is what i need. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as time passes by, the level of importances for that thing seem to decrease. i can't imagine the future. action might not be needed, but at least the thoughts??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take things lightly ba, joyci !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently in class , doing nothing. I am sick. haiz. , hungry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-7638006235682534842?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/7638006235682534842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=7638006235682534842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/7638006235682534842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/7638006235682534842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#7638006235682534842' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-4979224005927388880</id><published>2007-09-18T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T06:18:37.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New class, new classmates, new facilitators. The class is alright, hmm.. perhaps theres more to find out . Time will prove me right !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHman.. Joyci need motivation from herself and from the surrounding. !!! jia you . jiayou.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the motivation from Denniz. !! =) smile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get the 580Ii phone!!!! i am serious ! I am going to get it in 2 months time. YEA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to save money and save up my tuition pay to get that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PP is doing fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;love love love dear lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;OH ya.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Y &lt;/span&gt;BIRTHDAY TO MIAO LINGGG&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;!&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-4979224005927388880?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/4979224005927388880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=4979224005927388880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/4979224005927388880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/4979224005927388880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#4979224005927388880' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-4096886030626665302</id><published>2007-09-16T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T03:52:33.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last day of holiday was so disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very very disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i plan , i waited but still .. .. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-4096886030626665302?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/4096886030626665302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=4096886030626665302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/4096886030626665302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/4096886030626665302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#4096886030626665302' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-4992699068635540931</id><published>2007-09-16T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T22:49:49.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was a bad day yesterday. It hadn't been good anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the last day of our hoilday, hopfully i am able to spend my day fruitfully. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Days, actions and everything had proven that the friendship is going no where. One can compromise to all, All can compromise to one. But how long can ' one ' and 'all'  hold on. I will continue to see what i can do and just to make the best out of it, but there's a saying its takes two hands to clap. Even though one may dislike , but there's nothing that is going to stop me to the other. I will just be myself and i believe that ' one will deserve , what he/she will deserve' .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-4992699068635540931?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/4992699068635540931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=4992699068635540931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/4992699068635540931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/4992699068635540931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#4992699068635540931' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-641109447679515161</id><published>2007-09-12T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T08:22:08.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>An alright day. I went to teach tuition at around 7 plus. While I am teaching, i felt as if im sick. EARTHQUAKE neh ! initially i thought its my problem so i didn't actually voice it out and ask my student about it. But after some time, i heard the student's parent talking about it in the kitchen. I then realize that its not my problem, it is really shaking. This is really my first time experiencing it.&lt;br /&gt;My student's parents decided to go down stair and so am I. I was freak up initially because we are the only block that went down though the rest felt the quake as well. *haha.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT AN EXCITING NIGHT? wasted im not at home together with my parents because i bet it will be super funny.  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When to meet dear dear for a while and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-641109447679515161?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/641109447679515161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=641109447679515161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/641109447679515161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/641109447679515161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#641109447679515161' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-7564652596272394831</id><published>2007-09-12T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T09:12:31.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im seriously bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-7564652596272394831?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/7564652596272394831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=7564652596272394831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/7564652596272394831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/7564652596272394831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#7564652596272394831' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-6027222138359443214</id><published>2007-09-11T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T19:41:51.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s the third week of holiday. Time pass really fast. When to genting with rena and janis, catching up with some old friends, doing pp and being a tutor are all I had done in this holiday. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;New class is out, it happen to have so many people to be in the same class as me. Kind of sad that dina is not one of them, my dear girl. However, I will still visit her when I am free.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I will be looking forward to meet my new classmates. ( I will) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I miss dear dear lots, seriously.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;10,11,12 .. what’s up with this three days man. So many of my friends or having their chalet, including miao and my dear. Argg. Hahaha. So funny.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-6027222138359443214?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/6027222138359443214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=6027222138359443214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/6027222138359443214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/6027222138359443214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#6027222138359443214' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-6999530674448409115</id><published>2007-08-31T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T10:03:36.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;28/08/07&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Rachel and Miao ling, I had a great day with both of them, I love them. I had a great chat with Miao that day, I felt much better. It’s been a long time since I can pour every thing out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;29/08/07&lt;br /&gt;Went for a swim with dear, and had dinner. Feeling so great to swim and also together with dear. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;30/08/07&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, Miao and I went to the stadium to run. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Due to some circumstances, we only managed to run for 3 rounds. After running, we waited for the rain to stop and headed home to bath. Went to meet denniz and had late lunch with him. I had a great day with denniz and Miao.&lt;br /&gt;: )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I felt that I am so far apart from you all. I felt so sad when I think of the past. If I can blame someone for the consequence now, I will blame myself. I really do not know what I had done that result now. Can we still go back to the past? I still felt that there is a ‘glass’ between us. I believe I am not thinking too much, it is so obvious. I had been thinking of the friendship anywhere and anytime. I really treasure .. .. .. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;I want our friendship to be strong. I hope that the trip will stronger our friendship. It takes two hands to clap. I’m really emo right now. Let me be ba.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuuu~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-6999530674448409115?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/6999530674448409115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=6999530674448409115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/6999530674448409115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/6999530674448409115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#6999530674448409115' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-8538565006267272572</id><published>2007-08-25T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T06:38:14.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;List out your top 5 birthday presents that you wish for:&lt;br /&gt;ONE- No friends will leave me.&lt;br /&gt;TWO- Be happy always with my loved ones and family (:&lt;br /&gt;THREE- To get a beautiful GPA till year 3.&lt;br /&gt;FOUR- To slim down&lt;br /&gt;FIVE- Change myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer the following questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.(the person who tag you is ...) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Xue Ying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.(your relationship with him/her is ...)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; my year2 sem1 classmate( one of the good good friend in e25j)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.(your 5 impressions of him/her ..) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;cool, dark, unfriendly??( first impression ONLY), good to talk to, funny in someway??.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.(the most memorable thing he/she had done for you) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;mmm..actually accompanied me to get a top???? Ahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.(the most memorable words he/she had said to you) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;aiya, dun think too much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.(if he/she becomes your lover, you will..)&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I think there wouldn’t be much different from my current wan. ( but there is still diff la) haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.(if he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; be more sensitive !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8.(if he/she becomes your enemy, you will...) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;try my best to overcome it and be good friend again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. (if he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be ...) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;she do not want be to be her friend anymore. : (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.(the most desire thing you want to do for him/her now is ...) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;keep in contact with me!!! and not forget me. after we change class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.(your overall impression of him/her is ...) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;80% good good friend. : ) I like talking to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.(how you think people around you will feel about you?) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;a emo girl? Im’ strong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.(the character you love of yourself are ...) &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I care for friends and I will always be there for anyone when they need me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.(on the contrary, the characters you hate of yourself are ...)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;being emo and easier get hurt my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.(the most ideal person you want to be is ...) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;MYSELF..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.(for people that care and like you, say something to them ..) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Only to those care and like me, I love them too hmmmm I love them too.. and be there with me always , can ?? : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.(pass this quiz to 10 persons that you wish to know how they feel about you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;1.Denniz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;2. dina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;3 Spence( though I know he wouldn’t be interested to do) jus write lo. Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;4. Xue ying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;5. Farhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;6. Andrea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;7. cheryl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;8. Marrisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;9. Miao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;10. Shu ting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.(who is no.6 having relationship with?) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;no one??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.(Is no.9 a male or female?) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;FEMALE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.(If no.7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;nope. Cause they duno each other. Ahhaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.(How about no.8 and 5?) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;erm.. not a bad idea. I will intro them to each other one day? Ahaha..: )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.(What is no.2 studying about?) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;sports and leisure management.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.(When was the last time you had a chat with no.3?) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;today . 512pm we start to chat ..till 610pm. When he board the bus to go work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.(What kind of music band does no.8 like?) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;o.O not very sure.? malay and eng song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.(Does no.1 has any siblings?)&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;shit.. I dun knw. I will ask him next week.a haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.(Will you woo no.3?) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;no. cause he is already MINE le.. muhahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.(How about no.7?) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;nonono.. she got bf le.. haha.. a pretty good bf too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.(Is no.4 single?)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;nope. Got a bf le. Haha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;22.(What's the surname of no.5?) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;... shit. Malay leh. I duno. Sry farhan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.(What's the hobby of no.4?)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;mmm… not very sure. ahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.(Do no.5 and 9 get along well?) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Nope .. not at all. Cause they do not know each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.(Where is no.2 studying at?) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;RP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.(Talk something casually about no.1) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;wo ke yi.. my emo partner. A good listener&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.(Have you try developing feelings for no.8?) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;nope.. :X!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.(Where does no.9 live at?) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;jurongggg..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.(What color does no.4 like?) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;green??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.(Are no.5 and 1 best friends?) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;hmm.. alright la. both of them are from the same class so.. alright la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.(Does no.7 likes no.2?) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I dunno.. cause they do not know each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.(How do you get to know no.2?) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;my e25j classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;33.(Does no.1 have any pets?)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;no, I don’t think so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.(Is no.7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;hahaha.. yea.. : ))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-8538565006267272572?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/8538565006267272572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=8538565006267272572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/8538565006267272572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/8538565006267272572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#8538565006267272572' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-6290346436225988443</id><published>2007-08-19T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:46:32.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>17/08/2007  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Clive’s lesson had finally come to an end. I will definitely be missing him because I think him worth my missing. I had UT that day, it was alright. I try to wear something new, it’s quite alright though. Dear dear and I brought to watch the fireworks. We had some miscommunication when we reached there. We bought our food and sat down at the river side. We waited for hours and we spent our time fighting and smiling, eating and laughing. Finally 9pm sharp, everyone became so tense because we have no idea what time it is going to start because the time had past 9pm. And soon there the fireworks go….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8604HHwMzFc/RsfYQI4iWQI/AAAAAAAAABU/C2dMmqJOnTQ/s1600-h/collage6+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8604HHwMzFc/RsfYQI4iWQI/AAAAAAAAABU/C2dMmqJOnTQ/s320/collage6+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100282874794498306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was so nice and I felt so blessed that dear was there with me once again to watch with me. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Watching the fireworks with your loved ones, and hugging each other was really great.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s so romantic. &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fireworks come in all shapes including heart shape.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8604HHwMzFc/RsfQZI4iWNI/AAAAAAAAAA8/wsgNvkIvQ30/s1600-h/collage4+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8604HHwMzFc/RsfQZI4iWNI/AAAAAAAAAA8/wsgNvkIvQ30/s320/collage4+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100274233320298706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The firework on Friday night is from SPAIN.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thanks dear for bringing me to watch the fireworks. I told myself that no matter what I will be coming tomorrow even if dear is not coming. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;18/08/2007&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I meet my dear Miao ling at toa payoh at around 5pm to have our dinner and set off to watch the fireworks. When we are boarding the train, dear called saying that he will be watching with his mother. So we met and the four of us when to watch fireworks together. (: dear when to get his food and in the meantime I brought Miao and his mother to find a good spot to view the fireworks. I managed to find back the place where I and dear sat on Friday because it was a very good view.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(: I had some chit –chat here and there with his mother and Miao. I really enjoyed myself yesterday; the firework was great as well. On Friday, I managed to see heart shape, and today I managed to see flower pattern. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;We had a hard time getting out of the place, dear went home with his mother. Miao and I went to hang out a while and chit chats. MIAO LING!! We got to watch fireworks AGAIN!! Haha. YOU ARE VERY HAPPY RIGHT??? Haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8604HHwMzFc/RsfP0I4iWMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/kSrfZJ0cOew/s1600-h/Image000+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8604HHwMzFc/RsfP0I4iWMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/kSrfZJ0cOew/s320/Image000+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100273597665138882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Anyway there’s nothing much to blog le. There is something that I am worried about, but time will tell. Dear will always be there to support me, and I know it for sure. Thanks dear.  (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;~~lailai, yanyan love youuuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-6290346436225988443?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/6290346436225988443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=6290346436225988443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/6290346436225988443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/6290346436225988443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#6290346436225988443' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8604HHwMzFc/RsfYQI4iWQI/AAAAAAAAABU/C2dMmqJOnTQ/s72-c/collage6+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-3051964938908229871</id><published>2007-08-18T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T23:47:08.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00ee00;"&gt;记得&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁还记得&lt;br /&gt;是谁先说永远的爱我&lt;br /&gt;以前的一句话&lt;br /&gt;是我们以后的伤口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;过了太久&lt;br /&gt;没人记得当初那些温柔&lt;br /&gt;我和你手牵手&lt;br /&gt;说要一起走到最后&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);" &gt;我们都忘了&lt;br /&gt;这条路走了多久&lt;br /&gt;心中是清楚的&lt;br /&gt;有一天有一天都会停的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;让时间说真话&lt;br /&gt;虽然我也害怕&lt;br /&gt;在天黑了以后&lt;br /&gt;我们都不知道会不会有&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);" &gt;以后&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);" &gt;谁还记得&lt;br /&gt;是谁先说永远的爱我&lt;br /&gt;以前的一句&lt;br /&gt;是我们以后的伤口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);" &gt;过了太久&lt;br /&gt;没人记得当初那些温柔&lt;br /&gt;我和你手牵手&lt;br /&gt;说要一起走到最后&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);" &gt;我们都累了&lt;br /&gt;却没办法往回走&lt;br /&gt;两颗心都迷惑&lt;br /&gt;怎么说怎么说都没有救&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);" &gt;亲爱的为什么&lt;br /&gt;也许你也不懂&lt;br /&gt;两个相爱的人&lt;br /&gt;等对方先说找分开的理由&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);" &gt;谁还记得爱情开始变化的时候&lt;br /&gt;我和你的眼中&lt;br /&gt;看见了不同的天空&lt;br /&gt;走的太远&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);" &gt;终于走到分岔路的路口&lt;br /&gt;是不是你和我&lt;br /&gt;要有两个相反的梦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);" &gt;谁还记得&lt;br /&gt;是谁先说永远的爱我&lt;br /&gt;以前的一句话&lt;br /&gt;是我们以后的伤口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);" &gt;过了太久&lt;br /&gt;没人记得当初那些温柔&lt;br /&gt;我和你手牵手&lt;br /&gt;说要一起走到最后&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我和你手牵手&lt;br /&gt;说要一起走到最后&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Zhang Hui Mei 张惠妹----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-3051964938908229871?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/3051964938908229871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=3051964938908229871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/3051964938908229871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/3051964938908229871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#3051964938908229871' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-5254232829878408108</id><published>2007-08-18T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T23:17:51.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>vex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-5254232829878408108?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/5254232829878408108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=5254232829878408108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/5254232829878408108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/5254232829878408108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#5254232829878408108' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-551551630393587866</id><published>2007-08-09T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T05:01:04.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to swim with deardear today. *thank for accompanying me. When to toa payoh central and had a meal and went home after that. Nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also do not know what to blog. is it nice to celebrate national day and etc with family ? friends? bf/gf? I don't know. I'm just being bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyway, rachel wong , you got to work hard and all the best for your EXAM.. joyci miss yu very much.. =) JIA YOU JIA YOU !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; * i know you might not know about this blog but i hope yu will yeayea.. come to this blog =) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-551551630393587866?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/551551630393587866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=551551630393587866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/551551630393587866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/551551630393587866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#551551630393587866' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-8179016337472344844</id><published>2007-08-06T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T00:40:24.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 40% Happy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howhappyareyouquiz/happy-2.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not miserable, but you could stand to be a lot happier.&lt;br /&gt;Focus on what's right in the world, and you'll be happier than you ever thought possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howhappyareyouquiz/"&gt;How Happy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I am shocked about this test .. wo de tian . I want to be happy. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-8179016337472344844?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/8179016337472344844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=8179016337472344844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/8179016337472344844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/8179016337472344844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#8179016337472344844' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-6353275754953052450</id><published>2007-08-06T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T00:32:51.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Very Mature&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouimmaturequiz/mature-1.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though you may not always feel like it, you're a full fledged adult.&lt;br /&gt;And while everyone should be as mature as you, most people aren't!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouimmaturequiz/"&gt;Are You Immature?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am mature. So stop saying me inmature. ahhaha. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-6353275754953052450?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/6353275754953052450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=6353275754953052450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/6353275754953052450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/6353275754953052450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#6353275754953052450' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-262017560634974371</id><published>2007-08-06T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T00:09:22.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cancer - Your Love Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourloveprofilequiz/cancer-love.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your positive traits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're intuitive enough to know what's going wrong in a relationship early on&lt;br /&gt;A total sweetheart - you're often the most caring person anyone knows&lt;br /&gt;You are a generous and devoted parter to whoever you fall in love with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your negative traits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insecurity - you tend to need a huge amount of comforting from your partner&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be overly sensitive and easily hurt, which make loving you difficult&lt;br /&gt;It's difficult to predict your moods. One minute you're up - the next you're down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal partner:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone equally sensitive, who wants to take time to get to know you deeply&lt;br /&gt;Dreams of an everlasting love - complete with marriage and a family&lt;br /&gt;Loves to take care of you. Being a good cook and masseuse doesn't hurt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dating style:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow. You enjoy dates that last all day, with plenty of time to talk and get to know one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your seduction style:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite tender and loving, once you are comfortable in your relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Coy. You tend to play it cool to drive your lover wild.&lt;br /&gt;Orally talented - you're known as the best kisser in the zodiac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips for the future:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a little less sensitive. Not every little mistake should hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;Spend time away from your partner every so often - independence is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;Find ways to take care of yourself. You'll be happier if you put yourself first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best color to attract mate: Aqua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best day for a date: Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourloveprofilequiz/"&gt;What's Your Love Profile?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-262017560634974371?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/262017560634974371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=262017560634974371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/262017560634974371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/262017560634974371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#262017560634974371' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-4546179751829100689</id><published>2007-08-05T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T08:21:58.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had just created the friendship test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go to the gallery to do my friendship test !!! GO GO GO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-4546179751829100689?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/4546179751829100689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=4546179751829100689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/4546179751829100689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/4546179751829100689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#4546179751829100689' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-6017218035638487089</id><published>2007-08-05T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T00:12:50.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Random enrty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I start to wonder, am I really wasting my time and life. What do I expected from this life and why am I wasting every minute and seconds doing things that are meaningless. But I also believe that there is nothing call meaningless. So yea, I think that I am not wasting my time and life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;A lot of things/people come and go. I have experience it twice in my lifetime so far, though its hurts but I still have to accept the fact. I live for whom?  I live for my friends, parents or myself. But I know what I want to live for what reasons. I want to make people happy. I know a lot of people might be thinking, I am a girl which is emotionally unstable how it is possible for me to make people happy. But I really want, I do not know when I am able to do it but I know I will be able to be one someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;You do care for your friends a lot don’t you? You are willing to sacrifice your time to allow others to relax while you are stressing yourself to do all those stuffs. Sometime you reveal your real self unknowingly to me, but I didn’t know at that point of time and thus …. I know it now; I will try to handle it well. But don’t you think you are trying too hard sometime, though I do not know the real reason behind it, I will always be there no matter what. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Making someone happy is easy or difficult? I realize that people who we do not know tend to make people happy easier. I do not know the reason why but I find it very interesting. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I came across these words~~~ &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Remember the five simple rules to be happy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;- free your heart from hatred&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;free your mind from worries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;lives simply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;give more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;-expect less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;That's all. Stay happy everyone. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-6017218035638487089?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/6017218035638487089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=6017218035638487089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/6017218035638487089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/6017218035638487089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#6017218035638487089' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-7672605859755932057</id><published>2007-08-04T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T03:29:06.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was pretty bored since yesterday evening until now. The sun was great today, but too bad I didn’t went to swim.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I come about to read the Chinese newspaper, I saw this article with regards a &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Australia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; family. The mother just gave birth to the 17&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; baby. I was shocked and still it amusing. Don’t you think so? I told my mum about this news. She said as long as the family want to have baby, they can have lots and lots of babies. I am really happy for the family though I don’t know them. (: I’m happy for them. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I slept for so many hours today. I woke up at 10 plus because my two loves called me, when back to sleep till 2pm when dear msg me. I read newspaper, watch tv and helped my mum with the dinner. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is not coming home this week , sian-ed. *haha. NO dry swimming and etc. No wander I’m so bored. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That’s all. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-7672605859755932057?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/7672605859755932057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=7672605859755932057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/7672605859755932057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/7672605859755932057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#7672605859755932057' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-8976388022575439408</id><published>2007-08-03T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T18:45:40.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Please read the rules first : Each player starts off the game by giving 6 weird things about themselves. People who get tagged needs to write in a blog of their own 6 weird things about themselves as well as stating the rules clearly. In the end you need to choose 6 people to tagged and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I can feel hungry but i do not know what to eat and in the end i don't feel like eating&lt;br /&gt;2. I always think that i am growing fat everyday. =X&lt;br /&gt;3. Asking deardear if he love me everyday. *hahahha..=?&lt;br /&gt;4. Reaching school early but not going up to class early and ending up late for class&lt;br /&gt;5.I like to listen to emo songs when i know they can make me cry&lt;br /&gt;6. I know i will get sad/hurt when i see something, but i will still choose to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people i wan them  to dooo....&lt;br /&gt;1. Dina&lt;br /&gt;2.Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;3.Spence(dear)&lt;br /&gt;4. farhan&lt;br /&gt;5.Xue Ying&lt;br /&gt;6.Chey wei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Didnt go in class today. was having a bad headache when i'm at woodland interchange. Yawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall update later.                :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-8976388022575439408?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/8976388022575439408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=8976388022575439408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/8976388022575439408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/8976388022575439408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#8976388022575439408' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-3477054903654936584</id><published>2007-08-01T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T10:22:44.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Random entry..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My mind starts to run wild. I do not have any idea why. humans are very cute. Knowing that there is a chance that you will get hurt, you still choose to go for it. FUNNY? Or STUPID? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I miss hanging out with my friends. I miss the fun I used to have with them. I can no longer find them back.. There are a lot of things that is needed to sacrifice so as to work things out. There is no need to tell people, no need to show off to people, because I believe in justice. BUT sometime when things go over the existing limit noise will be create. Asking where the justice has goes and etc.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But after sometime, I will eventually think that it’s actually alright. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Open one eye close one eye will help in solving problem? I think so. Sometime it’s good to be stupid. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;960280944032606409240942640whatklsajdiojsckcsdcdskcfhskjcoisdkjckslc&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-3477054903654936584?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/3477054903654936584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=3477054903654936584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/3477054903654936584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/3477054903654936584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#3477054903654936584' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-4365556960805956487</id><published>2007-07-30T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:46:32.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NDP preview ..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8604HHwMzFc/Rq2WQwU6nbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Dqzyy0XupgA/s1600-h/collage9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8604HHwMzFc/Rq2WQwU6nbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Dqzyy0XupgA/s400/collage9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092891968220601778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to NDP preview on saturday. It was great. I love the lighting and the fireworks. There were lots of people. The goodie bag was powerful,  very creative. There are lots of things inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8604HHwMzFc/Rq2X6wU6ndI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vXi6ZIDlnxY/s1600-h/collage8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8604HHwMzFc/Rq2X6wU6ndI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vXi6ZIDlnxY/s320/collage8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092893789286735314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The bag is really very interesting. The combination of two colors; green and orange. Will anyone laugh at me if i bring that bag . :) I feel like it, but i don't know. *haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8604HHwMzFc/Rq2h5QU6neI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YuefgOe9P-o/s1600-h/pig.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8604HHwMzFc/Rq2h5QU6neI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YuefgOe9P-o/s320/pig.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092904758633209314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today deardear do not seem to be very happy. :( if by any chance he come to this blog. look at this picture and smile .. ok ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson was alright, teammates were great. (:&lt;br /&gt;i love myself, i love him, i love my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-4365556960805956487?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/4365556960805956487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=4365556960805956487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/4365556960805956487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/4365556960805956487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#4365556960805956487' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8604HHwMzFc/Rq2WQwU6nbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Dqzyy0XupgA/s72-c/collage9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-4258675862241781182</id><published>2007-07-25T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T06:07:44.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;~24/07/07~&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yesterday was great. I spend my day with dear to celebrate our one year anni. We went to PS to have our dinner and I passed him the present during dinner. I hope he love the present I had prepared and done for him. Comparing to what he gave me I think mine is consider nothing. I felt kind of guilty. After that we went for desert and we watched the movie I had make of him together. He was shocked. We decided to watch movie after that and we chose to watch invisible target. It is a Chinese movie; I am really glad that dear dear didn’t mind and actually watched with me. The movie was super long but its super nice as well. From 930pm to 1200am, long uh ? We took cab home and we reached home at around 1230am. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;I love him, my boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;My stomach is not treating me well. I had been visiting the toilet very often and I really do not feel good. When I am about to go to sleep, my stomach was aching. I thought the pain will be gone after a while. But in the middle of the night, my stomach was super pain, and so I decided to wake my mother up. She gave me some Chinese medicine to eat hopefully I am able to sleep and the pain will be gone. Sad to say, the pain came back to me eventually after some time. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;~25/07/07~&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;This morning I woke up at around 9am plus to meet rena and janis ( two crazy gal, hahaha) to have breakfast at BK. We sat down and chit chat and plan what to do at a later time. We went to arcade to play photo hunt and etc. It was fun, janjan should come toa payoh often so that she can understand OUR (rena and I ) childhood. *haha.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After that we went to the library and read some book. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We went to eat pasta and went to rena’s house after that to watch movie, sleep and talk. Oh ya, I went to buy the simpson shirt already. I bought for dear as well. Hope he love it. *haha. I really enjoyed myself today with this two gals man. Come to think about it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;JAN JAN and RENA we are on the same level leh, same block and same level. OMG. Haha. Thanks for being my friend . muack muack , hughug. (: &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;My stomach is still pain once in a while. I think I should go and visit the doctor if I still don’t feel alright. ): rena, thanks for your concern asking about my back when you met me this morning. I felt so touched that you asked me and OMG. Thanks. *heee.. (: &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;JANJAN, after today outing I seriously think that you should come to TOA PAYOH often. (: (: okok ?? haha…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-4258675862241781182?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/4258675862241781182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=4258675862241781182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/4258675862241781182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/4258675862241781182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#4258675862241781182' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-7278265364534775601</id><published>2007-07-24T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T00:47:35.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;~23 / 07 /07 ~&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yesterday night, my lower back bone hurts when I am tiring to stand up. It’s really hurt. I got no one to turn to. If I tell my mother, she will start to nag. She wants me to go visit the Chinese doctor, but I refuse to. It is because I do not have much confident in them. I also do not want to go for x-ray. I scare. HOW HOW HOW? Hahaha. Hmmm.. Aiya, when it hurts next time then I shall see about it. (: &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am also busy revising UT yesterday as and also wrapping the present.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuuu~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Today is 24 July 2007!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It is OUR day. There are lots of ups and downs in our relationship. Emo-ness, crying, happiness, sadness and etc. Dear, Thanks for being there for me when I need you most. You are really great. This is the day you are looking forward as well right. W&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;hen every month is approaching 24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;, I will be so happy but you will never fail to say ‘aiya month only, we should look forward to the year de ma’, then I got nothing to say le. Boohoo. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;24 July 06... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; 24 august 06...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;24 September 06... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;24 October 06... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;24 November 06 ..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;24 December 06 ..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;24 January 07 .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;24 February 07 ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; 24 March 06 ..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;24 April  07 ..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;24  may 07 .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;24 june 07 .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;24 July 07...   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I seriously love the present you gave me; the jigsaw puzzle. You are always complaining that jigsaw puzzle is so bo-liao. In the end, you make one for me this time round. Dear, you are really sweet at times and bitters at times as well. I hope you will love the present I had prepared for you. muack. Treasure one another alright?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wo ai ni. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="border-style: none none solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color windowtext; border-width: medium medium 1pt; padding: 0in 0in 1pt;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Stomach very pain. Wo de tian ah. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Say is a things. Do is a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuuu~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-7278265364534775601?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/7278265364534775601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=7278265364534775601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/7278265364534775601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/7278265364534775601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#7278265364534775601' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-1074251847947740354</id><published>2007-07-16T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T01:38:09.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;14 July&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Early in the morning, dear came to my house to help me with the preparation of the bbq. Lots of things to be done and I managed to catch a nap in the afternoon so that I will be able to stay up late in the night. Dear went home to rest and had a shower before coming to my house again in the evening. Dear came around 5 plus, my family, dear and me went down to start up the fire at around 6. Cheryl and Solomon are the first to reach follow by rena then huihui and bf …… People start to come including my aunts and uncles. I started cooking for my aunts and uncles followed by my friends. =) They bought a cake for me. It' so sweet of them. Thanks to those who are able to make it for my bbq. I managed to catch up with Miao and Rachel. I was super happy and I miss them so much. May, Laymian, Yuan shan &amp; bf, Felicia &amp;amp; bf came as well. I felt great seeing them. MUACK. I am really glad that I am able to celebrate my birthday with them. At around 11pm going 12 am, Rena, soloman and Cheryl were there to play with sparkers and count down to my birthday. After Rena left, the four of us started to pack up and etc. soloman and Cheryl decided to play mahjong with me and my sister, so they end up leaving at 3 plus am. While we are playing, dear was already sleeping soundly.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I would like to THANKS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Cheryl and soloman –&lt;/span&gt; being the first couple to reach, helping me out with stuff and thanks for the present. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rena –&lt;/span&gt; helping me to eat most of the food though you are suffering from bad cough . =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HuiHui –&lt;/span&gt; thanks for the cake and thanks for coming as well. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Janjan-&lt;/span&gt; lovelove, thanks for coming, asking me to eat the chocolate that i stick to my face! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Marissa, Wong, Minky&lt;/span&gt; – thanks for coming, the journey wasn’t easy but still you people make it. Ahaha.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Miao and Rachel &lt;/span&gt;– I love you gals la, make me miss those days so much… I love the present=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Lay main, Yuan shan ,Felicia and may&lt;/span&gt;- thanks so many for coming. Let catch up one day. And tell me what you all catch that day better tell me. !! I wan to know. Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Dear dear- thanks for helping me from the start. I love you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; * if your name is not mention, i also thank you from the bottom of my heart. ok. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;15 July&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MYSELF….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I woke up at around 10 plus preparing to go for breakfast with my family. I went to meet dear on bus, rena and janjan to wong’s workplace. The food there was great. After eating, we decide to go separate ways with jan and rena. Dear bought me to botanic garden because there are band performances. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" st="on"&gt;St Andrews&lt;/st1:place&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;band was performing, I really miss those days where by I watched /enjoyed / listened band performance with deardear. After that we decided to go café cartel to have our dinner. Dear gave me my BIRTHDAY present! I was shocked. Dear dear bought me a 0.7 carat diamond ring. OMG la. what can I say. Things really happened for reasons. I love the ring. I love deardear. He is really silly enough to buy me that for birthday present. I was nagging at him for the whole evening. =X . After that we went to swensen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for dessert. And then we took bus and went home.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I enjoyed my day to the max on 14 and 15 with my friends and loved ones. MUACK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE MY 19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; BIRTHDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;16 July&lt;br /&gt;This morning, rena and jan went to my class and pass me my birthday present. It’s a bikini, I was shocked to the max. I didn’t thought that they will buy such things for me. I thank them , the birthday present is from rena, jan and hui! Love you gals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;They do not do anything so , so be it. Ha. Cant be bother by them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-1074251847947740354?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/1074251847947740354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=1074251847947740354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/1074251847947740354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/1074251847947740354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#1074251847947740354' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-7791396546866143825</id><published>2007-07-11T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T20:57:14.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Things happen for reason ? Did i change a lot? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I did not regret the choice i make yesterday. I love him that i why i do chose to do that. =) dear, i really love you and sorry to make you angry yesterday. =) I'm really excited about the bbq that going to take place on sat. I really hope that the people that i invited will really turn up. i know that after i got into RP i had neglected some of my friends , so i wish to use this chance to make up for them =) i miss them and yea. joyjoy love them. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;School alright. Class alright. I need to jiayou ! yea. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-7791396546866143825?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/7791396546866143825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=7791396546866143825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/7791396546866143825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/7791396546866143825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#7791396546866143825' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-5962747357037673379</id><published>2007-07-10T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T22:20:07.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;my blog is open again !! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;dear is sick today. Please take care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My birthday is approaching. I organize a bbq , hoping that i can get together with my friends. I hope that everyday will turn out well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;dear , i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-5962747357037673379?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/5962747357037673379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=5962747357037673379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/5962747357037673379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/5962747357037673379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#5962747357037673379' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-7869886674064050439</id><published>2007-06-28T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T22:55:09.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This morning was so different. I do not have any motivation to wake up, i and not meeting dear at the bus stop to go school. I board the bus carrying a hope that is impossible to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meaning of Love. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="me"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="pronset"&gt; &lt;img src="http://cache.lexico.com/g/d/premium.gif" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;img class="luna-Img" src="http://cache.lexico.com/dictionary/graphics/luna/thinsp.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="https://secure.reference.com/premium/login.html?rd=2&amp;u=http%3A%2F%2Fdictionary.reference.com%2Fbrowse%2FLove"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cache.lexico.com/g/d/speaker.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span class="show_ipapr" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pron"&gt;lʌv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a class="pronlink" onclick="pk = window.open('/help/luna/IPA_pron_key.html', 'PronunciationKey','height=700,width=560,left=0,top=0,resizable,scrollbars');if(pk){pk.focus();}" onmouseout="status='';return true;" onmouseover="status='Click for pronunciation key';return true;" title="Click for pronunciation key"&gt;Pronunciation Key&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="pron_toggle" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="pronlink" onclick="javascript:show_sp()" onmouseout="status='';return true;" onmouseover="status='Click to toggle pronunciation';return true;" title="Click to show spelled pronunciation"&gt;Show Spelled Pronunciation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="show_spellpr" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pron"&gt;luhv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a class="pronlink" onclick="pk = window.open('/help/luna/Spell_pron_key.html', 'PronunciationKey','height=700,width=560,left=0,top=0,resizable,scrollbars');if(pk){pk.focus();}" onmouseout="status='';return true;" onmouseover="status='Click for pronunciation key';return true;" title="Click for pronunciation key"&gt;Pronunciation Key&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="pron_toggle" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="pronlink" onclick="javascript:show_ip()" onmouseout="status='';return true;" onmouseover="status='Click to toggle pronunciation';return true;" title="Click to show IPA pronunciation"&gt;Show IPA Pronunciation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pg"&gt;noun, verb,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="secondary-bf"&gt;loved, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="secondary-bf"&gt;lov·ing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="body"&gt;&lt;span class="pg"&gt;–noun  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;1.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;2.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;3.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;sexual passion or desire. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;4.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;a person toward whom love is felt; beloved person; sweetheart. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;5.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;(used in direct address as a term of endearment, affection, or the like): &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;Would you like to see a movie, love? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;6.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;a love affair; an intensely amorous incident; amour. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;7.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;sexual intercourse; copulation. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;8.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span class="labset"&gt;(&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;initial capital letter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="luna-Img" src="http://cache.lexico.com/dictionary/graphics/luna/thinsp.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;a personification of sexual affection, as Eros or Cupid. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;9.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;affectionate concern for the well-being of others: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;the love of one's neighbor. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;10.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;strong predilection, enthusiasm, or liking for anything: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;her love of books. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;11.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;the object or thing so liked: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;The theater was her great love. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;12.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;the benevolent affection of God for His creatures, or the reverent affection due from them to God. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;13.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span class="labset"&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;Chiefly Tennis&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;a score of zero; nothing. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;14.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;a word formerly used in communications to represent the letter &lt;i&gt;L.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;span class="pg"&gt;–verb (used with object)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;15.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;to have love or affection for: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;All her pupils love her. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;16.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;to have a profoundly tender, passionate affection for (another person). &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;17.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;to have a strong liking for; take great pleasure in: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;to love music. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;18.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;to need or require; benefit greatly from: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;Plants love sunlight. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;19.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;to embrace and kiss (someone), as a lover. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;20.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;to have sexual intercourse with. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;span class="pg"&gt;–verb (used without object)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;21.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;to have love or affection for another person; be in love.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are so many definition of love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-7869886674064050439?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/7869886674064050439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=7869886674064050439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/7869886674064050439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/7869886674064050439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#7869886674064050439' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-741901901035120048</id><published>2007-06-26T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T22:38:27.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am feeling tired. Waiting at the bus stop everyday in the morning without fail can be tiring. I have never regret waiting at the bus stop for you; I also do not have the thoughts of giving up waiting for you. When I wake up in the morning, get ready and set off to the bus stop, I know that you will definitely be late, but I still set off as early as 6.55am to go to the bus stop. It is because I do not want you to wait for me when you reach early and because of me WE miss the bus. As time goes by, I realize that it’s a one sided thing. ‘Tired’ this word shut my mouth. I kept telling you that ok; we shall not meet to go school from tomorrow onward. Indeed mouth move only, I had never acted it out. I once again heard from you that the reason why we are meeting is because I want you to. It is not because you want to meet me, is because I wanted to so you meet me in the morning to go school. Seriously, my motive of meeting in the morning is I hope that I can meet you and we can hold hands tightly and go school happily. The other thing is I thought you also wish to meet me early in the morning. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I really do not know what to do. To see you fall asleep in the bus and how tired you are make me super guilty at times. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thanks for your love. I love you. Thanks for doing a lot of things for the sake of me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-741901901035120048?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/741901901035120048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=741901901035120048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/741901901035120048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/741901901035120048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#741901901035120048' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-7901890847283143468</id><published>2007-06-23T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T06:18:53.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People do change, don't they ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of sad to realize that it is quite true uh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A note to myself......&lt;br /&gt;Joyci got to be stronger cause joyci want to help people , so before joyci want to help people joyci got to be strong. Nothing is going to beat joyci down.&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;' Have a big stomach to take in all comment. '' &lt;/span&gt;I always remember what you said and wrote for me. Joyci, you are great. You are not as bad as what you think. So cheer up. There are plently outside. Your care, concern and love that you gave people are way too much. It time to keep some for yourself too. :) love myself more then anyone can love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop looking down on JOYCI. If you are one of them that look down on JOYCI , you better stop doing that because you are even worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile and yeayea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-7901890847283143468?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/7901890847283143468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=7901890847283143468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/7901890847283143468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/7901890847283143468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#7901890847283143468' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-2202972952480305760</id><published>2007-06-19T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T21:13:35.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I really feel very down. Disappointed in myself? Disappointed with my friends? I am really glad that there are really one or two friends for me when I really need them. They might not be your best friend, chatting with them for hours on the phone, going out with them everyday, msging each other everyday and etc. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Not that I want to think negativity, I just cannot settle things myself and do it beautifully. Crying and crying seem to be my daily activities. What can I do to make myself feel good and great? Life short, isn’t? We must treasure our friends and loved one for every single minute, it is important for them to know that you love them and treasure them. I love my friends, but do they love me? I am so sorry and I got to thank some people today.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SORRRY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To my facilitator today- I skip school today &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To my parents – I didn’t attend school today and decided to be a bad girl&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To my teammates – sorry for not turning up for class&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To Spencer – sorry that I couldn’t settle the things well for you and cause so much trouble for you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To Janis – sorry that I am not able to understand the sadness in you to make you feel better. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To Rena – sorry that I brought up the dinner matter up to your attention early in the morning to piss you off. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;THANKS&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To ruting, Dina, dennise, Shaun – you guys are great. Thank for asking me if I am alright and ask me not to emo. Those small little action had make me feel so pleased. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To Marissa – thanks for being there for me when I need you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m worried and scared. No one can really understand how I feel. Why am I going through all this?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Friends are great; I love them because they can make my day. I love them because they allow me to feel different; I love them because some of them treasure me. I love them because I am happy that they are my friends. I love them because they played a part in my life. I love them because they are just so special.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I miss rus!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-2202972952480305760?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/2202972952480305760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=2202972952480305760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/2202972952480305760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/2202972952480305760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#2202972952480305760' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-5007824603339893760</id><published>2007-06-05T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T08:07:11.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what can i do ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;Can you understand me? I am sad. i do not know what to say le. haiz.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;How i wish the holiday can end soon. I don't holiday .. i don't wan ): ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-5007824603339893760?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/5007824603339893760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=5007824603339893760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/5007824603339893760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/5007824603339893760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#5007824603339893760' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-7531284697008130005</id><published>2007-06-05T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T01:36:27.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so sick. cough is getting back to worst. every morning i will definity have a hard time talking. ): . My whole body is aching and coughing non stop. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very uncomfortable. HOw ??? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-7531284697008130005?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/7531284697008130005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=7531284697008130005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/7531284697008130005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/7531284697008130005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#7531284697008130005' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-6639225527804139500</id><published>2007-06-01T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T02:38:59.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, what a day today.&lt;br /&gt;PP was alright, i managed to re work it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;A big big thanks&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr Clive, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" class="iContent" &gt;Grain Baysa-Pee&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Ru ting&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;andrea&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sam&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;xue ying&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;deardear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. hmm. maybe i miss out some. but i thank you from my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to mr clive for helping me editing my pp proposal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;Thanks &lt;/span&gt;to mr Grain for helping me to find out how to rework and submit and how to focus better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to Ru ting for telling me what are the points i have to take note, as we are having the same supervisor. *haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Thanks&lt;/span&gt; to andrea for helping me add more detail and touch up some here and there to make it a nice pp proposal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Thanks &lt;/span&gt;to sam for showing me the proposal that she had done to guide me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Thanks&lt;/span&gt; to xue ying for offering her help to teach me step by step how to do and explaining certain meaning to me to make me understand more. She also the first person in class that really helped me in my pp especially today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Thanks to deardear&lt;/span&gt;, that he motivate me to work hard for it by using the hard approach.&lt;br /&gt; class was alright too. A lot of people left the class, i didn't thought that i will be the few remaining ones today staying in the class. Well, well, well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks can be deceiving. well, let fate decide. why bother to look at things that doesn't make you feel comfortable. Asking is one way of making self feeling better but sometime if just do not go the way you hope. Let hope that history doesn't repeat itself and everything will be alright provided, '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;'open one eye ,close one eye'' is being apply on it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-6639225527804139500?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/6639225527804139500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=6639225527804139500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/6639225527804139500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/6639225527804139500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#6639225527804139500' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-2447096119868067555</id><published>2007-05-28T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T02:50:22.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it wasn't very smooth sailing for me all this while. Stress come from family regarding work, vex because of my HP. Stress and vex come from PP. No mood for school. Haiz. Sad that whatever promise that had been made had been broken. I didn't want to bring it up the actual matter, fight will occur.&lt;br /&gt;Class, yet to discover. Some people just like to act smart and gain attention! Pity them uh ? More to come , i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was tiring, Saturday i went to sentosa  for the beach volleyball competition. It was an eye opening for me. They are really good players around the world and they have great figures.*ha. I went to do survey for SHL, from morning till evening. Sunday, i have to work in the morning due to some circumstances, so i went to work. It was tiring , i fell asleep when i reached home at 8 plus pm on Saturday. I do not have a choice but to wake up early to work , after work i have to go down to sentosa to catch the finals and do the survey. it ended quite early, so its alright.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;To be true to certain things, i do not like people with good looks , stylish hair and lots of muscle or anything, basically is people with good looks and high education as well as knowing a lot of things. So what if they got all those good points but if a UGLY heart. I would rather make friend&lt;br /&gt;with a normal looking with no stylish hair and etc. At least such people have a beautiful heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fat lady with a handsome guy, both of them are sitting together side by side. The guy is very handsome and he seem to be cool. The lady is fat BUT she belong to the minority that is the beautiful fat. At first , i was thinking why is this guy attached to this girl. If he want he will be able to find a girl with good figure and etc. Well, they might be living happily ever after but one there is he might not want other people to know that SHE is his gf!! After sometime i manage to find out that they are really in a relationship. this might turn out weird, the girl wasn't proud that she got a strong built BF. I didn't know the reason why but the guy seem to proud that she is HIS GF ! The guy admitted that she is my gf but the girl only mention the he is my FRIEND. I was shock. WHY? Is it because the girl doesn't want to throw the guy face?There are too many possible reasons why it turn out to be this situation. THE end ( this is not a real life story, 3/4 of it is real as in the content )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally felt that she is kind of blessed, bu shi ma? wellwellwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There more to blog. sick and tired of life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-2447096119868067555?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/2447096119868067555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=2447096119868067555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/2447096119868067555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/2447096119868067555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#2447096119868067555' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-6501999604729344465</id><published>2007-05-23T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T22:50:07.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very uncomfortable.feel like dying le. cannot qu xi .tears going to accumulate and then drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No longer strong. I admit i'm weak alright? teach me what to do? guess i need to be alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-6501999604729344465?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/6501999604729344465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=6501999604729344465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/6501999604729344465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/6501999604729344465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#6501999604729344465' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-2995750269363098957</id><published>2007-05-23T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T22:19:24.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was really really bad. I really regretted. A big price to pay just because of a small fight. You appeared alright, but i really do not know how you really feel in your heart. I hope you can pour in it to me, or perhaps anyone( i don't care). i hate 22.05.07.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just woke up not long ago,actually looking forward to this day, can go eat NYDC, but due to some circumstance , it was canceled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is smile? I no longer know how to do smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-2995750269363098957?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/2995750269363098957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=2995750269363098957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/2995750269363098957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/2995750269363098957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#2995750269363098957' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-2861260644570465881</id><published>2007-05-18T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T03:21:41.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life was alright&lt;br /&gt;class is ok&lt;br /&gt;friends are good&lt;br /&gt;family are great&lt;br /&gt;i am so far so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;janis loveeeees joyjoy too:D:D:D -janjan&lt;br /&gt;LOVE my deardear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.05.07 is a sucky day. Boo hoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-2861260644570465881?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/2861260644570465881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=2861260644570465881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/2861260644570465881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/2861260644570465881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#2861260644570465881' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-1530533862236614176</id><published>2007-05-18T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T02:09:47.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was a sucky day today. I dislike today a lot. It's really tough for me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya. eat here la&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-1530533862236614176?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/1530533862236614176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=1530533862236614176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/1530533862236614176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/1530533862236614176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#1530533862236614176' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-6986881000462851818</id><published>2007-05-13T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T21:58:31.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's mother's day. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;HAPPY MAMA DAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All along i thought i did a great job, but somehow i'm wrong. I want to improve myself and etc. Can i do it? Will you always be there to support me improve myself and you? I don't mind how people look at me. I just want you to feel proud of me. Out of 10 times, i guess i only make you feel proud of me once. I really hope i can make you feel proud, having to be a topic between your friends. You had been so tolerance towards me. Sometime, i just switched our position. I think back, i am really the one that had been so bad. dear, i really want you to feel proud of me, i really want. But what can i do to be the girl that is different from other girls. I will really try my best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Love is what I want from YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;love is what I have for YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;love is between ME and YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Love is just ME and YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-6986881000462851818?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/6986881000462851818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=6986881000462851818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/6986881000462851818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/6986881000462851818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#6986881000462851818' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-2179213814755974896</id><published>2007-05-12T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T08:39:16.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been quite sometime that i didn't blog. *Haiz. There seem to be so much happening that happen to me. I felt that i kind of live a different life compare to the past. I seem to lost a lot of friends. *haiz. class been alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JOYCI got to cheer up. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;deardear's birthday is over. I hope he love what i had done for him.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-2179213814755974896?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/2179213814755974896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=2179213814755974896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/2179213814755974896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/2179213814755974896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#2179213814755974896' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-3456522544737135039</id><published>2007-05-06T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T06:20:02.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz. I regret for not signing up the PP workshop. Haiz. I am feeling so sian now. NO mood at all.&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed my day today with dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-3456522544737135039?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/3456522544737135039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=3456522544737135039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/3456522544737135039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/3456522544737135039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#3456522544737135039' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-3551386671338325299</id><published>2007-05-05T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T03:39:27.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, well, well, No comments for a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HYDER&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class outing was fun, e25j was great. *haha. The class bonding was great . I miss a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;should i pon sch a not. mmm.. but i miss him. How? My mother respect whatever decision i made. dear also respect whatever decision i made.  Oh gosh. I have been spending a lot this few weeks. I am eating bread now to save money. :( JOYCI jia you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deardear Birthday is coming, I'm excited. I just hope that everything goes fine. OK??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;COUNT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;DOWN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;TO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; days!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm am really sorry. I felt that i really have to grow up and be mature. There is no point for me to move my mouth only, by saying, i will be mature, i will change, etc. and give me time. It all rubbish, JOYCI. You have been worrying for your friendship matters, but who know, who understand. You did something about it and you just got to wait for the result. The waiting process suck but theres not much choice left, bu shi ma ? haiz. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lailai, yanyan love youuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-3551386671338325299?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/3551386671338325299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=3551386671338325299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/3551386671338325299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/3551386671338325299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#3551386671338325299' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-4152786151063063795</id><published>2007-04-30T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T21:12:49.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't go to school today due to some circumstances and also because i got a cold. I do not know what i am doing. Hopefully i still can go for the sentosa outing tomorrow with my class mates. What a day. I'm feeling so tired and yet don't what to do. Sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;count down to deardear birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9 days ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-4152786151063063795?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/4152786151063063795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=4152786151063063795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/4152786151063063795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/4152786151063063795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#4152786151063063795' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-5767976683999952564</id><published>2007-04-29T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T21:16:03.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really tired. I miss deardear badly. It is so hard for me to use words to describe how i feel. Yes, we meet often by but yet we will still miss each other. I got nothing to blog .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love love love youuuu.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;COUNT DOWN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;TO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;DEARDEAR&lt;/span&gt;'s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;10 DAYS..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;MUACK..&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-5767976683999952564?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/5767976683999952564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=5767976683999952564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/5767976683999952564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/5767976683999952564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#5767976683999952564' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-5432350485577075199</id><published>2007-04-26T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T03:33:14.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its was a very tiring day. I mean mentally. I really do not know what happen and what is wrong with me. I just cannot get things done. I really tired of all those little things. I find no motivation in life. Please save me. What are friends all about? I am seriously in friendship, thats what people know about. booo hooo to joyci...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-5432350485577075199?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/5432350485577075199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=5432350485577075199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/5432350485577075199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/5432350485577075199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#5432350485577075199' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-1256306278408412964</id><published>2007-04-24T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T22:55:04.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was kind of not in the mood for the class and my daily life activities. I was feeling really guilty. I did something wrong. I was kind of feeling really confused and bad. I do not know how to explain. I'm really sorry for what i had done and i hope our friendship stays the way it is. Sorry if i take this matter too seriously but i guess thats me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was pretty glad of my grade for the last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love deardear ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;when i gain something, i am about to lost something soon. it soooooo true... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-1256306278408412964?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/1256306278408412964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=1256306278408412964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/1256306278408412964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/1256306278408412964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#1256306278408412964' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-3874213398033230263</id><published>2007-04-21T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T03:58:47.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wander if you will cry for me, i wander if you will run after me, i wander if you will hold me firmly , i wander i am too much, i wander if i will make you feel proud, i wander if i can grad hold of you for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's too much for me to wander. But i guess few moments of that is good but too much of it is bad. Didn't step of house house due to some circumstances, i got to go out tml to shop for somethings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear, i love you and miss you. =)&lt;br /&gt;By the way, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;TO &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alan and Yunus &lt;/span&gt;!!!! Smile  :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-3874213398033230263?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/3874213398033230263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=3874213398033230263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/3874213398033230263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/3874213398033230263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#3874213398033230263' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-6218115530827888402</id><published>2007-04-20T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T07:40:53.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back to blog.</title><content type='html'>I'm finally back to blogging. I'm a year 2 student right now, studying in e25j. Rena, Hui , jan and I are all on the same block and same level. I  was really glad about that. e25j class is nice, yet to discover more at the period of time. *haha. Dear is at w5, he is pretty far away from me. Poor boy him, he have to travel from w5 all the way to w1 for breakout at times. * I appreciate that and I simply just love him ** deardear, i never just move mouth only.**hand sigh..*haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just want to let those people that are suppose to know this short paragraph. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO one initially understand how i really feel. I was all alone for this battle, but things don't remain the same always . Things had changed due to foresee circumstances. people, you people got to understand why i had choose to walk back and join back with you people. It is not because i felt guilty that i didn't commit to it. The reason is because my passion for music is still there , and it is seriously not worthwhile for me to end it just because of you people. I didn't want to bring up such matter as i had said before , but one day when i went back to my school band , i realize something is getting from bad to worst and it really hurts my heart. I started to think of what my senior had told me and i really think that its just simply not worth it. I dislike people in there, i dun denied. I got to make things clear. I do not like to see people's face when I go back. I will try all means and tolerate all the stupid stuffs that are going to happen. Or maybe can i say is not stupid,**mm. i shall call it childish. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Of course the most important thing is i dislike this particular person. Stop all your acting and be real. You cannot survive long by just acting. You will only make me dislike you more. Serious speaking, i never really dislike people before. * playplay one, got la. But seriously from my bottom of my heart , NO not a single one. I hope you will be the first one and yea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I had make my final decision. I really thanks dear for this and i hope that people ( some) will understand my feelings and my thoughts as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i shall end here. I'm quite tired . *hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-6218115530827888402?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/6218115530827888402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=6218115530827888402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/6218115530827888402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/6218115530827888402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#6218115530827888402' title='I&apos;m back to blog.'/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-7890721119761965182</id><published>2007-04-11T06:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T06:48:55.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It been quite sometime since we last met and chatted, laughed. I went to have dinner with my family today. It was nice and just nice. Yea. enjoyed my day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the syf result for today. I was quite shocked with the afternoon result. It seem like the standard is getting higher. I wish the upcoming bands for the following days , all the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sch is reopening soon. let the journey begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;SMILE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-7890721119761965182?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/7890721119761965182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=7890721119761965182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/7890721119761965182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/7890721119761965182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#7890721119761965182' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-2127012072177990285</id><published>2007-04-11T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T06:48:33.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It been quite sometime since we last met and chatted, laughed. I went to have dinner with my family today. It was nice and just nice. Yea. enjoyed my day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the syf result for today. I was quite shocked with the afternoon result. It seem like the standard is getting higher. I wish the upcoming bands for the following days , all the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sch is reopening soon. let the journey begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;SMILE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-2127012072177990285?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/2127012072177990285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=2127012072177990285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/2127012072177990285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/2127012072177990285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#2127012072177990285' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-3414136786176147217</id><published>2007-04-10T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T06:23:57.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up at 8am, going back to band. Today was their day. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;FTP band got bronze.&lt;/span&gt; Disappointment held in some people. Well, never going to give up FTP, continue to strive for the silver/gold for 2009. The judging this year seem to be much more stricter compared to the past. One or two people said that 'finally the judges are doing something. Well, what does that mean. FTP band did well today, they went on stage without the scores. thumb up. They are sad. WELL, you people already gave your best shot and we are able to see. There is always room for improvement. So the following batch got to buck up and pull up the sock to obtain a better performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;i do not know what to do. no one can help me. how? joyci cannot be soft hearted. yes mean yes, no mean no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOYCI IS STRONG!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-3414136786176147217?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/3414136786176147217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=3414136786176147217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/3414136786176147217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/3414136786176147217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#3414136786176147217' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-6925083334735404496</id><published>2007-04-09T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T06:53:17.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was an alright day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm lost. I do not know what to do. I got to go straight to the point. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FTP band , you people can do it tml. ALL the best for 07's syf. I believe that the band can do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JIayou ! Jiayou ! JIAYOU !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I'm strong. yea. smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-6925083334735404496?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/6925083334735404496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=6925083334735404496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/6925083334735404496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/6925083334735404496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#6925083334735404496' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-580699742632299595</id><published>2007-04-03T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T06:20:19.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After i read it. I felt that all along , suffering is not only me. Thoughts and emotions had been hidden. My heart seem to stop beating for 2 seconds, tears started to accumulate. Holding it back very strongly. Music understand how i feel. Music had accompanied me through tough time. Having difficulties in breathing. I guess I'm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 4 going 5 am last night. I was unable to sleep. I was super emo yesterday night, I went to watch 'stairway to heaven' show. It's super emo and it make me more emo and cry even more. But i guess the show help me to bed. I felt lonely and scare. I find no one at that moment, my tears brought me to sleep, to my dreamland. I'm all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up today at 11.30am; thanks to my hp alarm. I used all means to find that song and i got it now. I went to meet dear and went to PS with him to have lunch. I miss him badly. I send him to work after that. I went to walk around and went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An alright day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-580699742632299595?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/580699742632299595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=580699742632299595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/580699742632299595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/580699742632299595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#580699742632299595' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-7138496912975824554</id><published>2007-04-03T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T10:11:33.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thousands of words held in me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-7138496912975824554?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/7138496912975824554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=7138496912975824554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/7138496912975824554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/7138496912975824554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#7138496912975824554' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-1831303297171466099</id><published>2007-04-02T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T05:52:03.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This morning , I woke up at around 8am plus. I went to visit my family doctor regarding of my hand. It wasn't a very serious matter anyway. *ha. After visiting the doctor, me and my mother when to meet my father to have breakfast. I reached home at around 11am sharp, I went to use my laptop and i went to take a 10 min nap.*haha. I woke up in a rush and meet rena and jan  to go vivo city. We went to vivo and had a walk and we ate donut. *ha. We went to shop. I am the only one that bought something. I brought a white shorts from ZARA. I somehow like it. I went home after that and yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, I felt rather emo at times. =( I do not know why I feel that way, but i guess that normal for me. I shall just close and open one eye. I do not want to think that much like before. It's too tiring and I do not want to either. People come and go, right? They want to behave that way let them be, you are not them so you do not have the right to bother about them. Joyci , don't bother about them. yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear had been working for long hours. I miss him super badly. dear.. :(&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-1831303297171466099?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/1831303297171466099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=1831303297171466099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/1831303297171466099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/1831303297171466099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#1831303297171466099' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-3901976213664363974</id><published>2007-04-01T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T04:24:14.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BORED</title><content type='html'>A sunday morning, I went breakfast with my family. After that we came home and watch TV. My day was quite boring. I had finally done with the bbq matter. I will confirm for them as soon as possible. I miss deardear. By right , I am going to fetch dear after work. But he was not sure what time he will dimiss from work. *yawn. I guess fetching him also will not be a good thing for him. It is because he will have to send me home and that would result him to reach home even more tired. I really hope that deardear will take care of himself. I love you. Muack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-3901976213664363974?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/3901976213664363974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=3901976213664363974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/3901976213664363974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/3901976213664363974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#3901976213664363974' title='BORED'/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-219311352293933677</id><published>2007-04-01T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T09:17:13.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It so happening. OMG. During evening time, I met up with rena to have dinner. We had pasta for dinner. We went to walk around at toa payoh centre and we decided to eat durians. We bought 3 for 10 bucks. After that we went to her house downstairs to have our durians and play chess as well as drinking lemon tea. *haha. It is so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are often not that easy. Do not think so much as we do not mean that much. When people do things , they sure have reason of why they are doing this and that. There is definite a meaning/reason behind it and not just doing it for fun. I also do not know what to say and also what to comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imissdeardearnow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-219311352293933677?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/219311352293933677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=219311352293933677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/219311352293933677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/219311352293933677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#219311352293933677' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-7552603529391197952</id><published>2007-03-31T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T02:16:31.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>internal feelings</title><content type='html'>I still did not buck up my courage to click on the URL to check my class. I could not describe what's the feeling like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the passion for music is still there, but what you(senior) say before if the passion still live in me. I will be able to play without much concern of the environment and the surrounding. Well, i guess that's life. I am really confuse at times and also i admit that i had been running away from this problem again and again. Until recently, i left no choice. Things that are related to it seem to appear by my size. I got to face it sooner or later. I still have passion, i am still in love of music. Who understand how i feel. I had been running away from this topic and find excuses for myself. What has it done to me ? I find no discipline, i find no friends, i find no feeling and i find myself lonely in it. I try to mix, but i failed. Is it because my playing skill is lousy? is it because my face doesn't look friendly? AND etc. I have no comments. I guess i got to stop journey here and but i will continue my passion myself. Without the help of anyone from there. mark my words. There's one thing that I am worry about. I am afraid of something. But i guess there is nothing i can do to prevent that to happen. So just let it be and also to make the best out of it. =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was an alright day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-7552603529391197952?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/7552603529391197952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=7552603529391197952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/7552603529391197952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/7552603529391197952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#7552603529391197952' title='internal feelings'/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-1798189186483987838</id><published>2007-03-30T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T00:21:09.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up in the morning at around 10am plus, i went to on my laptop and prepare the things that are needed to go visit dear. I prepared a feast for my deardear. *haha. Well, i shall just keep it private and only me and him shall know what is happening. Yawn. I was really feeling bored. I feel like going east coast and take a walk and breath in fresh air. I really have no idea of where to go and relax. Where are all my friends? *haha. A very good question. It is raining heavily now. I guess i shall continue to blog at a later time. *yea. Smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai, yanyan love youuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-1798189186483987838?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/1798189186483987838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=1798189186483987838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/1798189186483987838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/1798189186483987838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#1798189186483987838' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-6385217886450689978</id><published>2007-03-29T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T07:51:57.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>I was kinda bored now. I suddenly feel that going to sentosa next week and get myself one .... . *haha. I bored bored . Well , althought i spend most of the time at home , i also felt that it kind of while worth because i get to rest and use my laptop fully as well as talking to my parents. Staying at home the whole day also increase my wisdom. I manage to know how to use picasa. Smile. I had fun playing with it the whole day. *haha. I am not sure what I am going to do tomorrow and the day after tomorrow . Well, shall see about it. *yea. Cheers. I am missing him now. *haha. Muack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-6385217886450689978?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/6385217886450689978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=6385217886450689978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/6385217886450689978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/6385217886450689978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#6385217886450689978' title='Bored'/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-2448267855571395893</id><published>2007-03-29T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T10:04:01.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>~28/03/07~&lt;br /&gt;It kind of a happening day yesterday.jan,rena,dear and me went to pulau ulbin. It was super fun. We went to rent the bicycle for the day ; $4 PER bicycle. We started to ride and just cycle. It was fun, there were a lot of dogs. There was time whereby i have to get down from the bicycle to push and walk up the slope. I had to admit that my leg muscle is not strong at all. I really suprise that dear managed to cycle up the slope all the time. If i did not remember wrongly, he did not even get down from his bicycle to push. He kept motivating me to push myself up and not giving up. I love the dear dear that day. Jan took lots of pictures. I am waiting for her to upload so that i can upload as well. We left at around 6pm plus and went to the market to eat seafood. Yummy food. After eating, we went to this place to drink and play cards. It was interesting.After that we went home and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~29/03/07~&lt;br /&gt;Today, we went to accompany jan to the doctor. After seeing the doctor, we went to eat sushi buffet. *haha. Rena went for VB, jan didn't go for training due to some circumstances and me and dear went to PS . It was an interesting and nice day. We went to watch movie and went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was glad that i managed to spend my days with him. I know i am a selfish person and will never happy for what i have. Always wanting to have more and move my mouth only. But i really glad to say that i really felt it enough. I do not care if you believe a not. But well, like theres a saying, people will also not be eno&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-2448267855571395893?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/2448267855571395893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=2448267855571395893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/2448267855571395893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/2448267855571395893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#2448267855571395893' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-7674118726631908898</id><published>2007-03-24T22:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T22:12:44.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>smile.</title><content type='html'>~24/03/07~&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was  our day. Although things do go that smoothly, but i guess that its life and thats how we can make our relationship go stronger and better. We get to know each other better and i love him more. We went to marina bay to have steamboat and went to watch movie.  At the marina station, i saw bingxi, carven and sili. I miss them badly. :( .We watched Mr.Bean, it was super funny. Due to the timing we have a lot of time to spare , so we decided to but small cake and eat at mac. We were chit chatting and also have fun eating as well. Sometime when i looked at him while watching movie, the way he laughed i felt extremly warming. It's sort of a finally that he can laugh loud hearty. As i guess he is stress for work, life and me. I really love him. We watched the movie at around 12.05pm. After watching we had GOOD chat and he is sort of stress now i guess. *hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~25/03/07~&lt;br /&gt;This morning i woke up at 9.40am. I was being woke up by those aunties singing at the park. It was super annoying, i guess if there are lively chickens out there, i assumed that all those chicken will be dead by then. *haha After that, my family and i went to do some praying stuff. My phone bill had arrived to my door step. $100hundred &amp;amp; 22 cents. My father was complaining, i am going to upgrade my plan later. well well well. That's all for the day. I am feeling kind of tired. mm.. smile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-7674118726631908898?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/7674118726631908898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=7674118726631908898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/7674118726631908898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/7674118726631908898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#7674118726631908898' title='smile.'/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-4314436058857470012</id><published>2007-03-23T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T04:27:12.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>Finally, i am back to blog.I miss blogging.Time so fast, i left my working place(T.Y) yesterday. I have mixed feelings for this decision. Happy ; I have a chance to rest , and not being said by the 'people' over there. It's rather saddening there at times. Sad; I have to leave the whole team of CSO. They are great people, helping each other when one met problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will definitely miss the times whereby i work night shift and morning shift regardless who I am working with. Folding towels, picking up calls, book class, cancel class, get scolded by members over the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now onward i will have to rest and enjoyed my life. It's tiring and etc. I will be working out in the gym and live a healthy life with dear dear . *haha. Deardear is also busy working. I hope that he can take care of himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are too much for me to blog. I cannot just simply type all the feelings and emotions in this one entry. If I do, it will be super duper long and i guess friends of mine will just close the window now. *haha. opp. Well, I'm just kidding, i know they wouldn't do that , am I right ? *haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i shall stop here. But i would like to say that i miss all my friends badly and also deardear especially in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-4314436058857470012?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/4314436058857470012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=4314436058857470012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/4314436058857470012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/4314436058857470012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#4314436058857470012' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-6493537101006015190</id><published>2007-03-02T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T23:14:16.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>This entry can consider a random one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday when I am watching the this show about secondary school life. I really miss those days when I am in school. 1) My english teacher ,that also never fail to ' brighten' up our days. If we fail to do her homework and also bring our english textbook. You wouldn't imagine what she is going to say and punished us. *haha. Someone will be standing at the door saying ' she come already , she come already'. *haha. Normally when the recess bell rang, we will be taking our own sweet time going back to the class, BUT if the next class is HErs. We will run up when the bell rang. *haha. 2) friends will come and find me when I am doing my prefect duties. 3) Together with my best  friend thinking where to go after school 4) the times with Miao ling , jeannie and rachel. best friends for life. 5)those rumours around the school to make fun of people and also those rumors people make fun of me. 6) the O level days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss everyone of you badly. I don't wish that time can rewind due to some circumstances. But i will remember every single moments in my mind forever. Especially those days i had spend in the band room. When I am in 5N , i really got to thank Bingxi to go through the band days with me. Having to be the two oldest senior in the band, without him i think i wouldnt enjoyed the band process of 5n. Oh ya, with a part of jin kun as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss , i miss , i miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;What a day for me. Nothing to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-6493537101006015190?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/6493537101006015190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=6493537101006015190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/6493537101006015190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/6493537101006015190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#6493537101006015190' title='Random'/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-8390297793968710028</id><published>2007-03-02T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T07:19:08.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>day</title><content type='html'>It was a good and bad day for me. Working was alright today. After work , I went to PP to settle my watch. It was raining when i reached Orchard. I wasn't carrying a umbrella with me. I have no choice but to walk in the rain. After i am done with the watch, i went home. Omg, the rain was damn heavy. I'm all wet. I am so ' lucky' that when i am standing at the bustop, when one stupid taxi went to drive along the bustop yellow line and stop there. And there goes the drain water splash on my jeans. OMG. Although, i am not the only one being splashed, but I guess im considered in a bad shape at that moment. Just imagine your jean was wet, lucky the water splashed till my knee length. I was so wet , my hair was wet and so is my jeans. Finally i got board up the bus, it was so cold and im glad that i manage to find seat ( actually there are alot of seats la). I reached toa payoh and i took 238. I decided to sit one round, the rain was super duper heavy.&lt;br /&gt;It was a day for me. : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-8390297793968710028?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/8390297793968710028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=8390297793968710028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/8390297793968710028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/8390297793968710028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#8390297793968710028' title='day'/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-1364534186754821261</id><published>2007-02-28T03:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T03:14:04.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>smile</title><content type='html'>27/02/07&lt;br /&gt;Today is my only off day for the week. Yesterday, I was really tired. I didn't managed to sleep well. I forgot to buy something and dear got it for me. So after his work he have to cycle from his place to my place to pass it to me. I really thank him from my bottom of my heart. He was so tired and yet he got to pass it to me. I brought him burger king. *hmm. that was around 12 am. I was tired and i got to wake up at 5 plus and left the house at 6 plus. My father send me to work. Yesterday, I went to work at carlton hotel at 8 am until 3pm. after that i got to go true yoga work from 4 to 9 . I was late for work. It was so tiring. I didn't have a chance to have a good meal. I miss dear badly yesterday. I went home and slept . It was a very tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28/02/07&lt;br /&gt;today, I woke up at 11plus am. I went to dear house den went to meet rena and hui for lunch. Nothing much happen today. Just that i never really rest well for the day. Tomorrow , i have got to work. Give flyers and also CSO. I introduced the flyers job to rena and hui. After lunch , we went to walk around. And I went home after that. Me and rena was wondering if we went to but toto or 4d but the queue was super scary. It was super long and so we gave up and say next time. *haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday its ok. I was rather disappointed that i didn't manage to go to the class chalet of mine. Really sorry that i didn't manage to join them. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Sorry CHYE!!!&lt;/span&gt; i guess i broke my promise this time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-1364534186754821261?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/1364534186754821261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=1364534186754821261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/1364534186754821261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/1364534186754821261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#1364534186754821261' title='smile'/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-4540643192103601085</id><published>2007-02-26T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T01:02:51.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happening</title><content type='html'>Who really understand how I feel? I felt that I am just as normal as other girls, there are not much differences between as, or perhaps I just got extra meat at different parts of my body. uh ? Who on earth don't want to be pretty, beautiful and grab attention by other male/female. I guess when a male/female had created an attention to anyone, it's something that can be considerate to be proud of? Well, I personally felt so, because not everyone can do that. True enough, it is not something whether you can or cannot. Is whether you WANT or DON'T WANT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are always surround by this topic, making us sad. What happened yesterday really had impact of me! I understand the point and intentionS of that act. But it's really hurt in someway. I didn't know why i took that so seriously but i guess it is something that lead to it seem to be quite serious as it had been hanging there in the air for sometime that cause conflict between us. To be honest, i felt kind of 'true' in a sense that my fashion sense is lousy as well as my confident is lousy. It's like a cycle isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;confident--&gt; fashion sense--&gt;confident. It's all back to confident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confident need to have roots to grow. I do not know if people feel it but i really felt that i had changed a lot. Lots of things i did for the sake of you to prove that i can be better not and no longer a princess. I do have doubts for myself, am i a unreasonable, not understanding and petty gal ! Emo monster live in me, making my life kind of  miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not expect too much and etc seem to be reason and excuese for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love him truely and hope that it goes the same for him as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what, i will not give up changing and change for the good. I can do it and i have faith in myself , the most important thing is I got the support from HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work had been alright! i had make my plans and i will quit when time is up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-4540643192103601085?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/4540643192103601085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=4540643192103601085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/4540643192103601085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/4540643192103601085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#4540643192103601085' title='happening'/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-4805973253813421455</id><published>2007-02-24T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T06:02:43.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>23/02/07&lt;br /&gt;I met jan,rena and hui for lunch . Me and jan went to golden mile and do the towel. I did one for deardear. After that we went for a swim. Dear dear was cute la. =) *haha. I enjoyed myself to the fullest yesterday. We went for dinner and met rena after that. =) I love dear. muack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no comments. Why am i so tense up when others don't? People at work are jokers. You can't identify who are the real human there and etc. They are simply so fake. Well, i guess people out there will say ''' that's life'''. I miss fireworks, ( watching chingay ).  I got to relax, bu shi ma? It been such a long time, i sat down and relax. A quiet environment and nice view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss those times badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, today is our anni!! yea!! love dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai, yanyan love youuuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-4805973253813421455?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/4805973253813421455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=4805973253813421455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/4805973253813421455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/4805973253813421455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#4805973253813421455' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-7019475266791802857</id><published>2007-02-22T06:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T06:25:05.500-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a day'/><title type='text'>a day</title><content type='html'>I FINALLY GOT MY PAY!! Today i went to bank in my pay and my red packet money. Although it's not a very big sum of money but i really glad i still got the money. I really got to thank dear dear for accompanying me.  Today, i brought a pair of jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being pretty , who doesn't wish to? I got to face the reality that i am FAT , right ? People around me telling me that i am not fat but still you really face the reality the FACT is i am fat. I thank people around me that kept saying ' no , you are not fat'. But who really understand how i actually feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had not been sleeping well nowadays. I didn't know ,why ? *haiz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deardear , I loveyou ! *muack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai, yanyan love youuuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-7019475266791802857?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/7019475266791802857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=7019475266791802857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/7019475266791802857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/7019475266791802857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#117180523702701327' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-117154773732786575</id><published>2007-02-15T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T00:19:11.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>qwrt</title><content type='html'>~14/2/07~&lt;br /&gt;happy V day to all.  I had enjoyed myself yesterday to the max. I went to his place to have lunch and pass the gift to him. I hope he love it. I love the flower that he gave me as well as the gift. Thanks dear dear. We went to meet hui,wong and jan at golden mile to ask about the trip to bali. We managed to get some information for the bali trip but we are still under consideration. After that wong went home and whereas jan,hui,dear and me went to suntec. we went separate way after that. dear dear accompanied me to get new year clothes, but i didn't get many too. Dear was really great yesterday. We went to pizza hut and left our name for seats. We went carefour to have walk and etc. Deardear suggested to watch movie so we went to buy tickets first before we went to eat. After that we went pizza hut for dinner, we had a hard time choosing what  to eat. *ahaha. But still we chose the want we like and we enjoyed eating.*hee. The dinner was great, i love it. We went to watch movie after that. We went "follow the law". (i think the title is something is like that). It was a nice movie. Dear was laughing when he was watching. when i see him smiling , my heart melts. After movie, we took bus to his house and he send me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love him and yea. muacks.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~15/2/07~&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early in the morning to prepare myself to meet jan,wong and hui. We are going sentosa today! *haha. The sun wasn't out this morning, intinally i was kind of worried. But the sun was out after sometime. we went to the hawer central to pack chicken rice. It's really yummy. So we went to the beach to settle down eating the chicken rice. When we reached there, they were playing ball and i am sun tanning .*haha. we went to catch fish after that. It was fun and i enjoyed my day very much too. Me,wong and hui went to vivo city to eat and walk and went off after a while.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is running out!  when am i getting my pay? I really do not know why they have been delaying our pay for so long. It's just a part timer pay , do they have to really wait for the big big boss to sign the cheque. excuse me ! the big company doesn't have a assistant manager ?? How are we going to spend our new year happily? Back to what i mention in the previous entry! what is the point of me finding a job in the first place? money?? *haiz. i am really disappointed. seriously i have second thoughts with this job. LET me tell the people in there!! The reason why i am still staying in this stupid place is because i still care for the people who are working there as there are really not enough people. I am letting my words out here. If the pay still don't come to me by this month! Sorry to say , i will not work anymore! boss/mangers are suppose to keep their words. Say it when you mean it !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-117154773732786575?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/117154773732786575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=117154773732786575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/117154773732786575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/117154773732786575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#117154773732786575' title='qwrt'/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-117074297017039971</id><published>2007-02-06T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T22:22:50.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ashklkjhgfd</title><content type='html'>such a happening in the morning. forget it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeayea. Joyci got to smile . smile . smile. smile .smile and smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why make a big fuss of this little things.  doesn't mean it de, that life ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyci don't be that demanding , chill. demanding wouldn't bring you far. so yea.&lt;br /&gt;"" ...cannot change one's basic character...''''. I love him because of who is he. so yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile smile smile. joyci is strong. Holiday is around the corner. Yuppy. *hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lai xing hui, you listened up !! I LOVE YOU !!! .&lt;br /&gt;*hee.. muack. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu ~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-117074297017039971?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/117074297017039971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=117074297017039971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/117074297017039971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/117074297017039971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#117074297017039971' title='ashklkjhgfd'/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-117050954309094271</id><published>2007-02-03T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T05:32:23.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sian</title><content type='html'>I too tired and bored. I am lazy to blog the past days happening. what i know now is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-117050954309094271?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/117050954309094271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=117050954309094271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/117050954309094271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/117050954309094271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#117050954309094271' title='sian'/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-117016602574981893</id><published>2007-01-30T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T06:07:05.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiz</title><content type='html'>I am a failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A better me is no where to be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~30/01/07~&lt;br /&gt;I woke up in the morning and met janjan at orchard mrt at around 1 plus. We went to zara and shop. We try this and that, everything also 'nice leh, go try la'. *haha. After that we went to far east and buy some stuff. Today i bought a top from zara and a white belt. =) I enjoyed my day very much. It's a long day. I shall blog more about it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-117016602574981893?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/117016602574981893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=117016602574981893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/117016602574981893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/117016602574981893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#117016602574981893' title='haiz'/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-117005226352345399</id><published>2007-01-29T14:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T22:31:03.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>=(</title><content type='html'>I'm having problem solving module now. I felt rather weird nowadays with the  people around me. =( . Why ? why human change their behaviors so fast ? What did i do ? *haiz. I really tired. Everything in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Joyci is strong!!! i know!! Joyci can do it&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;but i need time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;*2801* smile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-117005226352345399?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/117005226352345399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=117005226352345399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/117005226352345399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/117005226352345399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#117005226352345399' title='=('/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-116982732003110510</id><published>2007-01-26T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T08:02:00.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sdfg</title><content type='html'>This entry is kind of random. I suddenly feel like blogging it that why. I sad to say that i hope this particular whom i am not very close with to not see this entry. But i doubt so because she knew about the exist my  blog, so too bad. she is a !@#$, at times noisy,talkative and annoying. I do not have any conflict with her, I just feel kind of sad for her friends around her. Many not all but just one of two. I'm tired of seeing her. Really sick of it. wellwellwell. I have no comments. We started to drift apart for good reason as my mother told me before that i should or must beware of bad companies. So i think i did correctly and i have no regrets at all. Let me think if i have any regrets. *hmm *thinking in process. *NOPE NOPE. NO REGRETS at all. well, its just a matter of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually some of them are right. Perhaps the grades i got are just fake grade. What do i mean ? how do i achieving my grades? through my usual staff in RJ , my acting in class, my act smart move? So i am wrong doing all this is it ? True enough, people out there think that my grades aren't come by my hard work and etc. As i said before i don't mind peole saying me. I just pity myself, working so hard yet people think that all those grades are impossible for JOYCI. how come joyci can get such grades! i also never thought that those will be my grade, but isn't the grade prove you guys wrong. I can joke with you about my grade but as time pass more and more people had been hinting me that i am just a person that fake out my grades. I kept telling people around me / that are close to me that i felt so upset about how they look at me. They are understanding. Why can't the rest think that way. *haiz. I glad that there are friends around me that understand me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time will solve everything . I just ended my work. It was an alright day at work. This entry was originally started at afternoon time but now it the night time. That's all for the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-116982732003110510?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/116982732003110510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=116982732003110510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/116982732003110510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/116982732003110510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116982732003110510' title='sdfg'/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-116969527203283384</id><published>2007-01-25T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T19:21:12.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>long day</title><content type='html'>~24/01/07~&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm going t o blog about OUR day yesterday.It was great and i am really glad that we had enjoyed our day. Happy 6th month , lailai. *hee. As per normal came to school and went off after my presentation. I went to find hui and jan jan, josh was there as well. After a short while, lailai joined us, janjan left for your VB match. Me,lailai , hui and josh decided to have subway. So we went to the subway that was located at PS. FREE COOKIES FOR THE DAY! WITHOUT ANY PURCHASES!! We are feeling happy and we had our free cookies and ate our subway. There are really typical aunty coming into the subway counter asking for " THE FREE COOKIES"! *ha. No comment on that. After we ate our subway, I suggested going to the acarde wanting to show them the machine that i and dear had spend lots on money on it. We decided to play the car racing. It was great, I enjoyed myself playing and I think i wasn't too bad a driver. *haha. Josh came in 1st, I came in 2nd , dear came in 3rd and *haha hui came in 4th. They went off after that. Me and dear decided to watch movie but we couldn't come to a show that we went to watch. So i suggested to dear that why not we go to mac and do RJ first. we went to do RJ but too bad i wasn't able to do RJ because my battery can only last for 11 min. I shut down my laptop and rest a while, while deardear is doing his RJ. He told me that he saw the ---- that cost $170 and etc.  We discussed and how i wish my deardear will help in asking questions. *haha. It like funny, the roadshow is just inside PS. We can just go in and ask whatever we do not know. Why are we staying that the mac wondering this and that. So i told dear that if they ask too much we just say i am buying for my aunt. *haha. And so went to find out more and I am really no comments. *haha. deardear did played a part helping me to act a bit and said yea *haha. After that we went to watch movie 'ghost tunnel' .  It was a scary movie, i hardly enjoyed it. After the movie we went to star buck and see if there is cable that allow me to pluck in to do my RJ. I managed to find the cable but we had a hard time connecting to the wireless. I began to do my Rj and we went home after that. Its been a long day . =) ILOVEYOU, lailai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~25/01/07~&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently having science lesson. I'm not feeling any good today. Its just a day that doesn't bright up my week. I will continue to blog at a later time of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-116969527203283384?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/116969527203283384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=116969527203283384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/116969527203283384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/116969527203283384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116969527203283384' title='long day'/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-116977820951340707</id><published>2007-01-25T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T18:23:29.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>!@#$%^&amp;* boss</title><content type='html'>I went for work yesterday. I was super angry with this particular person. He doesn't have the brain to think. So what if he has the high position? Can't he use his four eyes to see that i am attending to a member ? Wanting me to go help him find the guest leaving the member behind. FINE. i went to help him to find his guest. The moment i stepped out of the counter, i saw the guest standing there already. I was like ' what the' . he then ask me why i never give her the GFP. I was like full of ?? marks la. she called you and it sound like a normal appointment. How i know. I decided to not ask anymore question and just say OK NEVRMIND. and i went to get a cup of tea for her. But she didn't want to drink it. Well, no comments. All i will do is to tolerate. Stop giving me all those rubbish comments. I stay is because of money not because of the whatever. I told myself when i want to leave this HELL. *haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was late for class today. Alright day for me so far. : ) i will blog for the later part of the day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-116977820951340707?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/116977820951340707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=116977820951340707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/116977820951340707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/116977820951340707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116977820951340707' title='!@#$%^&amp;* boss'/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-116945181956284172</id><published>2007-01-22T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T23:43:39.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wellwellwell</title><content type='html'>This feeling in me is getting stronger and stronger. I somehow cannot allow myself to not think and relate everything to me. Am i thinking too much ? But something just seem to be the way i had in mind, i hope i am wrong. I hope i am thinking too much. I really don't know. having that person to exist in this earth is making me slightly unhappy, making me feel uncomfortable. *haiz.  I can't be bother about this matter anymore. It just simply blue my day off when ever i think of it and see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I feeling kind of tired of myself. Attending school in the morning, going for work after school and going home after work. Why am i doing this to myself? tiring myself out. seriously, i do not know what i am doing now? yes, i know i did all this all for money !$$$. I really dunno. I want to quit this job. However , when thinking i have to restart everything again. I have to find job again, learn new things again. I know its life ! But can i choose not to ! i don't want. My mother and father had been nagging at me, wanting me to have a change of job. They are afraid that i will be too tired and etc. I really don't know. I'm sort of lost for the time being. I had been skipping band practices for weeks and is not very nice. *haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more is what i need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-116945181956284172?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/116945181956284172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=116945181956284172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/116945181956284172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/116945181956284172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116945181956284172' title='wellwellwell'/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-116901278490099372</id><published>2007-01-17T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T21:46:24.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A long day</title><content type='html'>~16/01/07~&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to meet deardear at 8.15am, but to due to some circumstances he was late for 10 minute or more. We took the train to harbon front to meet hui,josh,jan, rena and wong. We reached the station on time at 9am. We see no one, so dear decided to go have a quick breakfast. However, i told him that hui and josh will sure be on time and so i told him if they still didn't appear after i go to the toliet, we shall then go and have breakfast. True enough , they appeared. *haha. Hui told us that jan just woke up. So we went to meet rena to have breakfast. After that we went back to the train station to wait for wong. After waiting for quite sometime, wong still didn't appeared. We waited for janjan as well. * smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to take the bus to the beach. We found a spot and place our belonging their, hui,josh,rena and dear were playing VB. I never thought that deardear would actually play VB with them and doubt me not i think deardear wasn't too bad playing VB. *haha. It really cute to see the guys vs the gals. While they are playing, me and jan was sitting down. Jan was eating her chicken rice and me watching them playing VB. HUI,RENA and dear ask me to accompany them to play VB as well, but I am really sorry that i didnt played with them cause i really scared of being hit by the ball. After playing for quite some time, the sun was out. Me and jan started to suntan. Hui and josh went to get some drinks and me,jan and ren were tanning and dear was so hyper running about. *haha. Soon rena went off. After a while , me and dear decided to go into the water. We had a little chit chat and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ilovehim&lt;/span&gt;. *haha. While chatting we found fishes swimming. Its really cute. I went to told huihui about it and we decided to go catch them. It is really not easy to catch those fishes. They are really clever and they swim really fast. I remember dear saying " reason that our parents want us to eat more fish is because they are clever ". *haha After several trys of catching , dear went to take the 'mr potato chip' to act as a bait. At first, i thought it really rubbish and a bit annoyed that deardear keep taking people food to 'play'. But i was wrong, dear really manage to catch the fishes with the chip. Dear caught 3 fishes. I was super proud of dear. While we were busy catching fishes, hui and josh were so looking for fishes and CRAB!! They almost caught one but it jumped off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not giving up, they decided to go to the other part of the sea to look out for crabs. And it indeed they caught 2 crab i guess. Jan jan caught a crab too. She was super happy. I was tired, so i went up to sit and rest for awhile leaving them to catch crabs and fishes. Out of a sudden, i heard deardear shouting and saying those !@#$%^&amp;*(*^%$#@#$%^&amp;amp;*. So i went forward to see what was happening. IT was an OCTOPUS !!! Its like OMG . jan jan took pictures of it as well as video it. Subbenly, josh said let counted and see how many leg does it has. and see if our teachers lied to us. *haha. The best part is we counted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to send it back to the sea. After that we went off and started to pack our staff and go  have our food. *haha. We went to vivo to have LJS. We went to shop around that area and we went home after that. It really a long day for me. I had great fun with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud of deardear and iloveyou. *muacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~17/01/07~&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning, 6 plus. I wasn't able to wake up. Dear called me to give me a morning call. I told him i can't wake up and seriously tired. having slight headache as well. So i didnt go for school today. But i will have to go for work later at 530pm. Oh ya, i received a good news from jasmine that we ca get our paid already. I'm really glad. but now i am thinking if we are able to get our pay on time. As we know that V'day is coming and so is chinese new year. *well. we shall see den.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to rest now. *yawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuuu~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-116901278490099372?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/116901278490099372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=116901278490099372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/116901278490099372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/116901278490099372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116901278490099372' title='A long day'/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-116876711189918215</id><published>2007-01-14T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T01:31:51.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>boohoo</title><content type='html'>It a rainy day again. This morning, I woke up at 7am. My family and I went for breakfast, its been sometime since i go breakfast with them on sunday. After having breakfast, my father send me to work and i was on time. Today work was alright, but the key thing is we will be getting our paid at a later date. OMG. its been delayed for a week or more. It really saddening. We find part time job is because we are in need of money, but having to work for already one month and not getting the pay is crazy. If we work for so long and not getting money fast enough, why are we working here in the first place? I'm seriously in need of money that why i went to look for part time job. *haiz. No comments.. i have not meet deardear for two days le. I am also not sure if we are meeting any soon. Well, shall see about it. Deardear, this few days also very tired. Got work and band. Hope he will take care of himself. *hughug. Yesterday after work, i went to gym. It was super tiring. I feel good after the session. That's all about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-116876711189918215?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/116876711189918215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=116876711189918215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/116876711189918215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/116876711189918215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116876711189918215' title='boohoo'/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-116867719109273003</id><published>2007-01-13T04:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T00:33:11.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it really not my day yesterday. Im so sorry dear regarding yesterday things. I think I am really a very bad person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;. smoke must tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;2.how many sticks must tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;3.Not allow to eat chicken rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;4.Not allow to add rice when eating chicken rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;5.being force to go gym &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;6.complain everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;7.nag everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;8.make him angry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;9.not allow to eat too much fried food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;10.want him to skip school with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;11.don't allow him to play game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;12.want him to talk to me on msn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;13.doesn't allow him to be late when meeting me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;14.want him to wake up early&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD. it so demanding !!! why am i so bad?? why can't i have a thought for him? Didn't consider how he will feel? Happy happy setting all this rule for him. I'm super sorry and disspointed for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;He has always always been understanding, and nice and loving me many many. Why am i the one always making him angry? Dear, you really make me treasure you more than before.&lt;br /&gt;I will reflect on myself. *yea. we will stand strong and you know i love you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** whoever is reading this entry, feel free to msg me the comment after you had read , cause i would like to know **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-116867719109273003?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/116867719109273003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=116867719109273003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/116867719109273003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/116867719109273003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116867719109273003' title=''/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-116852599649920245</id><published>2007-01-11T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T06:33:16.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happening day</title><content type='html'>Today was seriously a happening day.  This morning as usual i met deardear to go school today, because of some reason he was late, but nevertheless he was being blamed. My class today was super funny too, han guang was our facilitator and every thing was so slacked. As usual me and dear began to meet hui, rena and jan for first breakout. I ended class super early today. Me, dear,hui,josh went to tp to support rena. It was nice seeing her playing. Oh ya, yesterday we bought a pair of red rose earring. Me , hui , and jan, it is super nice and i had been asking lailai the whole day if it is nice or anything. It cheap and nice, where can it be found? *haha. After rena's match , me and deardear rushed back to toa payoh. when we are going home, we decided to take a cab. However the cab didn't arrive after waiting for more than 10 minutes. So i suggested to ask him to take 142 home. It is much faster. anyway I am super tired now. I will continue to blog tml .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai, yanyan love youuuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-116852599649920245?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/116852599649920245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=116852599649920245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/116852599649920245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/116852599649920245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116852599649920245' title='happening day'/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-116801767879324224</id><published>2007-01-06T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T09:21:18.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>I just reached home!! I took the last bus(238) home, i was glad that i managed to catch it otherwise i will have to walk home. Seriously, this is my first time feeling scare walking home, along the carpark and my house downstair. I do not know why i have such feeling , well maybe i am too tired.&lt;br /&gt;`so what i help people&lt;br /&gt;`haiz&lt;br /&gt;`shit those people&lt;br /&gt;`doesn't paid off to be good&lt;br /&gt;i go sleep le, will update tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-116801767879324224?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/116801767879324224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=116801767879324224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/116801767879324224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/116801767879324224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116801767879324224' title='tired'/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7722640.post-116792497477462972</id><published>2007-01-04T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T07:36:14.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>asdfhj</title><content type='html'>I just reached home not long ago. My day was alright having to thought that today might be a better day and things would somehow go well for me, however i was wrong. *haiz. I think something is wrong with me. I ate a lot of food today. My stomach seem to have worms that ate all my food up that cause me to go hungry very soon. I will control tomorrow. I promise. I just came back from band. I'm seriously tired. =( Nothing much happen today. Tomorrow got work after school. *yea. Ok that all. I shall blog tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~lailai , yanyan love youuu~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7722640-116792497477462972?l=joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/feeds/116792497477462972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7722640&amp;postID=116792497477462972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/116792497477462972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7722640/posts/default/116792497477462972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joy-gonna-be-strong.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116792497477462972' title='asdfhj'/><author><name>joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16922754064876586157</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
