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Please relink .'/><author><name>Jolene &amp;amp; Gaius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NUlHEjvIifo/TWziR40M4WI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/stpeMqiul3w/s220/Jolene5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079773921722822005.post-5649254413189376124</id><published>2009-12-30T16:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T16:57:22.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ELEVATE CAMP'09</title><content type='html'>HEYO PEOPLE&lt;br /&gt;I'm back in singapore , and i'm ELEVATED TOO!&lt;br /&gt;The presence of God is Simply just Awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God told me to have Responsibility . And to do something in Arts .&lt;br /&gt;I also received the gift of tongues on the first day of camp .&lt;br /&gt;Worship was superb for me. I could actually jump as high and clap above my sholder .&lt;br /&gt;I came ouyt of my comfort zone for those moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day One , We talked about : Born Again to win .&lt;br /&gt;Our speaker was Senior pastor vincent .&lt;br /&gt;We must hunger for god so we can have an Encounter with Him.&lt;br /&gt;We need to surrender what we did , and we need to rest too .&lt;br /&gt;We also need a desperation to God .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Own Your Faith , And he will reach out to you . "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Two , it was the day for the ULTIMATE SHOWDOWN!&lt;br /&gt;it was soo fun . Raw , i repeat RAW CHICKENS were flying around .&lt;br /&gt;there was also Crab football , and broom floorball . hahaa .&lt;br /&gt;The flying chicken was captains ball . Where people use food items such as papya , cabages and chicken as the ball .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For service , We talked about " God Believes in young people. "&lt;br /&gt;I think our speaker was Pastor chye aik or either pastor philip huan .&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure .&lt;br /&gt;And yes , No matter what age , God believes in you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Three , there were no games but a really long day of service and workshop .&lt;br /&gt;The first workshop on that day we talked about making Godly choices.&lt;br /&gt;The second workshop is a workshop for Guys&amp;amp; Girls , seperated .&lt;br /&gt;i like the second workshop , It taught us about Insecurity , and BGR .&lt;br /&gt;5 things God wants me to know is that :&lt;br /&gt;1 . I am not an accident&lt;br /&gt;2 . I am not ugly&lt;br /&gt;3 . I am unique&lt;br /&gt;4 . I am accepted , Valued , And Loved&lt;br /&gt;5 . I HAVE A PURPOSE .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About BGR ,&lt;br /&gt;it takes alot of faith .&lt;br /&gt;- foolish people so the wrong things at the wrong time&lt;br /&gt;-Impatient people do the right things at the wrong time&lt;br /&gt;- Godly people do the right things at the right time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the common question we teengers ask is :&lt;br /&gt;When is the right time ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly we need to fullfil the 3 Ms&lt;br /&gt;- MASTER ; LORD GOD&lt;br /&gt;- MISSION ; TO TEND AND KEEP IT&lt;br /&gt;- MATE ; I WILL MAKE HIM A HELPER COMPARABLE TO HIM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W e are alll equally strong .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right partner will fulfill many og your needs but not all of them .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" If you feel emotionally empty before you start a relationship , you will feel just as empty once you are in a relationship! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timing( Ecc 3: 1 )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tastes Change , people also change .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the 3rd day service , our speaker was Pastor cecilia chan again .&lt;br /&gt;We talk about " Stand " .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Ephesians 6:13 )&lt;br /&gt;( 2 Corithians 4: 3-4 )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 . Don't lose heart (Never !)&lt;br /&gt;                 " Blessed is the man who endures ... when her has been approved , he will receive the crown of life " (James 1:2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approved = Victory qualifies you for greater things&lt;br /&gt;Endures = Your staying power is tested&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 . Don't lose Purity&lt;br /&gt;              - Having purity produces endurance&lt;br /&gt;              - A clean life will produce more POWER&lt;br /&gt;              - Sin saps away your energy ( Pslam 31:10 )&lt;br /&gt;              - Charecter is very IMPORTANT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 " Behold, you desire truth in the inward parts." (Pslam 51:6 )&lt;br /&gt;                 " For we do not preach ourselves, but christ Jesus is the Lord "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 . Don't Lose focus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day for , Last service in camp .&lt;br /&gt;The leaders Prayed for every single one of us .&lt;br /&gt;The presence of God was really strong .&lt;br /&gt;Then after the service we head for lunch . Then&lt;br /&gt;Depart for singapore .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the AIR BUS! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;The journey to the malaysia customs was soo funny . haha.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah i guess thats all we did for the camp .&lt;br /&gt;i didnt really explain in detailed but oh well . haha .&lt;br /&gt;Let's just pray the level we had there wont stay there but also be in riverlife churh .&lt;br /&gt;Once again , I HAVE BEEN ELEVATED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079773921722822005-5649254413189376124?l=th-wordpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/5649254413189376124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/2009/12/elevate-camp09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079773921722822005/posts/default/5649254413189376124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079773921722822005/posts/default/5649254413189376124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/2009/12/elevate-camp09.html' title='ELEVATE CAMP&apos;09'/><author><name>Jolene &amp;amp; Gaius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NUlHEjvIifo/TWziR40M4WI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/stpeMqiul3w/s220/Jolene5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079773921722822005.post-1930042797221211580</id><published>2009-12-19T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T15:59:17.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day without him .</title><content type='html'>I miss my baby so much!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night, he sneakly used his momma phone call me .&lt;br /&gt;haah .&lt;br /&gt;and at 12 20 am , 19 Dec .&lt;br /&gt;He called . He is in the toilet .&lt;br /&gt;Secretly call me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the 6 mins and 57 Sec, I became sooo happy .&lt;br /&gt;I could finally hear baby's voice for after a few hours .&lt;br /&gt;I MIIISSSS HIM! ):&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for him to come back .&lt;br /&gt;I miss him luh .&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for his call later .&lt;br /&gt;hehehhe .&lt;br /&gt;Omg, I LOVE HIM SOO MUCH! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, i love you ! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079773921722822005-1930042797221211580?l=th-wordpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/1930042797221211580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/2009/12/2nd-day-without-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079773921722822005/posts/default/1930042797221211580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079773921722822005/posts/default/1930042797221211580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/2009/12/2nd-day-without-him.html' title='2nd day without him .'/><author><name>Jolene &amp;amp; Gaius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NUlHEjvIifo/TWziR40M4WI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/stpeMqiul3w/s220/Jolene5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079773921722822005.post-5818156876700231123</id><published>2009-12-18T19:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T16:05:12.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day without him is already hurting ):</title><content type='html'>HEYO! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is My second month with my baby . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he is away to malaysia thus we celebrated it earlier .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which is on the 10th of December .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was yet another awesome surprise .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE JOEL MOO soo much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday , went to shopping with moomoo ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel so bad, i bought my stuff, but in the end Joel didnt ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ate at Aston's and a baby molested me there .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my goodness .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, went home . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then at 9 plus , meet Joel again at Sengkang for the last time after Leaving for malaysia for 6 days .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, i miss my baby so much already ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hai yo , just needa wait .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohh, also on the 26 to 29 December , I'm going to Elevate camp!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant wait! (: yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;\Hmm, i guess thats all ? nothing much to know about .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you wanna know what happen during our second month , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Msn me! 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So we postpone our celebration to today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning,&lt;br /&gt;I was very excited to meet Joel, after for so many days! I couldn't wait to see him.&lt;br /&gt;Then, he took kinda long eh, so i was like, thinking too much lah, and i told him no need to go out anymore, and he was like , " Fine , ill stay home . But i'll tell you when to leave your house "&lt;br /&gt;I was like, what is there to leave my house when youre home? Then i was very sad, i cried. Ai yo. Emotional Jolene.. then suddenly Joel called, told me to go to my front door, i didnt want to but i did. Then i saw Joel there standing with a Bouquet of roses , i was still crying . So i hid behind my door and wiped my tears. Then i opened the door and hugged him , He said Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;( omg, so sweet! ahahahah! ) I was rather embarrassed about this situation. But it has taught me not to think to much. Cause , it will only lead to unessasary problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to Plaza Singapura,&lt;br /&gt;Joel told me that he planned this, he explained uhh. haha, I was so EMBARRASSED! Eeyer!&lt;br /&gt;All so unexpected, I didnt expect this to happen, i didnt expect Joel to surprise me though i told him i like surprises a few days before. Cause as usual, i think he doesnt listen. Today , he just did something awesome, he made me trust him more (: I love you, Joel&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached our destination,&lt;br /&gt;we went to buy the tickets ( A Christmas Carol ) , then walked to cathay and ate at Astons for lunch. First time uh, i eat faster than Joel. Haha, Lunch was superb! Then after lunch, we sort of walked in the rain then went to walk around in Plaza Sing. We went to buy drinks for the movie, then went in the theater. Funfunfun, The whole row was all to ourselves. So yeah, plaza sing the arm rest can like put up one, so , i put two armrest up and lay down on Joel (: ahaha, like bed, but alittle uncomfortable at first but , as time pass, you'll get used to it . Then , wow, i was freezing man. Coldcold place. The show uh, like damn real the people. Hhaha! Good animation! ;D Overall the movie is nice, but isnt it a little scary for kids? Cause , i was alittle afraid. The sound uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie,&lt;br /&gt;Joel turned on his phone, and saw that his parents called a few times, and sms-ed him what why didnt he pick up the phone. We were on the way home, so yeah, he called his mom, and yeah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to go our own ways when at punggol. Actually , joel wanted to send me home but i told him, " Do you want to see me more next time ? Or not " Cause if he is not home, his mom calls again, there goes, Shingz!, He may be grounded. Then we went home, SMS-ed, and now, i am home :O Blogging! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, sorry Anqi for shouting at you for a while . ( Joel asked her to call me ) - Sweetsweetboy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Joel Moo, I don't want to leave you, i never will. I love you so much. Thank you for everything! Thank you for understanding my weird mood changes . I miss you already. I feel like holding you tightly and not letting you go. I'm yours Forever. I thank god for you entering my life. Though i sometimes doubt you, you always never fail to make me happier. I LOVE YOU WITH ALL MY HEART!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This , is the best day of my life. Ever. Happy FIRST MONTH and a day, JOEL! ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079773921722822005-7764960599499623470?l=th-wordpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/7764960599499623470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/2009/11/joel-oh-joel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079773921722822005/posts/default/7764960599499623470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079773921722822005/posts/default/7764960599499623470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/2009/11/joel-oh-joel.html' title='Joel Oh Joel!'/><author><name>Jolene &amp;amp; Gaius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NUlHEjvIifo/TWziR40M4WI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/stpeMqiul3w/s220/Jolene5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079773921722822005.post-8510136356239768036</id><published>2009-11-14T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T16:12:32.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom kills.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/Sv5lZ9PdcTI/AAAAAAAAAJc/uPORwl7_8fU/s1600-h/bored%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403868099501715762" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/Sv5lZ9PdcTI/AAAAAAAAAJc/uPORwl7_8fU/s320/bored%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hellos again, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, today did some boring stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Used facebook as usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and Downloaded some movies to watch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now im stuck to blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing much happening so far?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not going to church today due to some problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Arrgh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And im currently bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dunno what else to blog about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess thats all (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Buhbye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079773921722822005-8510136356239768036?l=th-wordpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/8510136356239768036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/2009/11/boredom-kills.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079773921722822005/posts/default/8510136356239768036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079773921722822005/posts/default/8510136356239768036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/2009/11/boredom-kills.html' title='Boredom kills.'/><author><name>Jolene &amp;amp; Gaius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NUlHEjvIifo/TWziR40M4WI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/stpeMqiul3w/s220/Jolene5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/Sv5lZ9PdcTI/AAAAAAAAAJc/uPORwl7_8fU/s72-c/bored%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079773921722822005.post-8552403315179568408</id><published>2009-11-06T09:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T10:25:55.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crying is good (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 256px; HEIGHT: 344px" height="369" alt="My Sister's Keeper Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn202/scott_beaver7/My_sisters_keeper_poster.jpg" width="208" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, im just blogging about what happened yesterday&lt;br /&gt;with My DADDY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple Guo An Qi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupps, thats her.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm,&lt;br /&gt;firstly ,&lt;br /&gt;i went to Buangkok mrt to meet anqi,&lt;br /&gt;i was alittle late.&lt;br /&gt;haha, sorry anqi~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then took a train to harbourfront.&lt;br /&gt;Once there, we straight away went to the ticket booth.&lt;br /&gt;we bought the 2 10pm movie of My sister's keeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, before th movie started,&lt;br /&gt;went to find Joel.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA,&lt;br /&gt;cause i miss him luhh.&lt;br /&gt;LOL They were at subway.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to steal his cookies,&lt;br /&gt;But nahh, hes hungry. he needs it more than me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to look for phones,&lt;br /&gt;for my phone.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA,&lt;br /&gt;i want to buy the Sony ericsson satio.&lt;br /&gt;My dad is now considering about it. YAY! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to buy fries and onion rings for myself.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;anqi bought popcorn&lt;br /&gt;and she still owes me $1! hahahaahah .&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, then went in the theater.&lt;br /&gt;we talked LOUDLY.&lt;br /&gt;Then i started eating my onion rings. Making ppl hungry.&lt;br /&gt;The smell is like AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;then yeah, the movie started.&lt;br /&gt;sad uhh.&lt;br /&gt;i cried. the girl die ): The boyfriend die also.&lt;br /&gt;SO SAD LAH!&lt;br /&gt;and anqi keep telling me not to cry. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after the movie,&lt;br /&gt;i fell down the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;Not in the theater.&lt;br /&gt;the one when you going out nearing to the toilet there.&lt;br /&gt;i FELL. and&lt;br /&gt;ANQI LAUGHED.&lt;br /&gt;so did i.&lt;br /&gt;It hurt, but im okay now (:&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went home after that. or i think we went to a few shops.&lt;br /&gt;SALE MAN!&lt;br /&gt;all the clothes damn cheap.&lt;br /&gt;Go there now!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. forever 21, topshop. all having SALE!&lt;br /&gt;GOGOGO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, then yeah its time for me and anqi to seperate. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then i ask her to call me, to make the journey not so boring. '&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, the mrt got some hot boys.&lt;br /&gt;But i didnt care cause i already have my JOEL! (:&lt;br /&gt;I love you baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, then yeah reached home, i forgot what i did. i used my computer i guess?&lt;br /&gt;Facebook, youtube, Blogtv ( Ryan Broadcasting ) , Blog hopping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, then did a note on facebook .&lt;br /&gt;Joel called me (:&lt;br /&gt;Yay! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. we talktalktalk (:&lt;br /&gt;Nice talk. I LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;then he need to help his parents take stuff downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then say call back later.&lt;br /&gt;Then we smsed&lt;br /&gt;he tell me he tired so&lt;br /&gt;we said nights to each other (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i couldnt sleep&lt;br /&gt;cause i kept thinking of Joel! Ai yo.&lt;br /&gt;i miss him too much liao.&lt;br /&gt;Then bernard called me. ask to chat cause he bored.&lt;br /&gt;talk about half an hour only.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, then he tired.&lt;br /&gt;he go sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still cant sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my baby alot alot!&lt;br /&gt;I love him so much man.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, thats all FOR YESTERDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, nothing much happen, or will happen.&lt;br /&gt;Ill just stay home (: haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anqi coming to church with me on saturday! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss, my baby, shannen, and anqi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood ; Touched by the movie.&lt;br /&gt;Song in head ; You're my angel - styles and breeze &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079773921722822005-8552403315179568408?l=th-wordpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/8552403315179568408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/2009/11/crying-is-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079773921722822005/posts/default/8552403315179568408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079773921722822005/posts/default/8552403315179568408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/2009/11/crying-is-good.html' title='Crying is good (:'/><author><name>Jolene &amp;amp; Gaius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NUlHEjvIifo/TWziR40M4WI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/stpeMqiul3w/s220/Jolene5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079773921722822005.post-4223609423675501182</id><published>2009-11-04T18:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T18:17:31.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE JOEL ALOT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/SvFRCjoQZpI/AAAAAAAAAI8/d_W8LmXq180/s1600-h/kayak-rentals-lago-atitlan%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400186532559611538" style="WIDTH: 372px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/SvFRCjoQZpI/AAAAAAAAAI8/d_W8LmXq180/s320/kayak-rentals-lago-atitlan%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANOEING TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;3 of us only.&lt;br /&gt;The two boys very funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once go into the water only , then&lt;br /&gt;so fast boom! Capsize.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;i never even capsize one time! (:&lt;br /&gt;woots!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm tomorrow will bw going out with Anqi ,&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to see her.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy! i miss you man! haha. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to moomoos house too.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo.&lt;br /&gt;Jolene is so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Always cry one.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Joel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL ,&lt;br /&gt;im a weird person! *&lt;br /&gt;Hoooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My moomoo&lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS FOR LISTENING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood ; Swinging! LOL, Hyper. but got cramps uhh!&lt;br /&gt;Song in head ; Flying without wings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079773921722822005-4223609423675501182?l=th-wordpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/4223609423675501182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-joel-alot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079773921722822005/posts/default/4223609423675501182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079773921722822005/posts/default/4223609423675501182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-joel-alot.html' title='I LOVE JOEL ALOT!'/><author><name>Jolene &amp;amp; Gaius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NUlHEjvIifo/TWziR40M4WI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/stpeMqiul3w/s220/Jolene5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/SvFRCjoQZpI/AAAAAAAAAI8/d_W8LmXq180/s72-c/kayak-rentals-lago-atitlan%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079773921722822005.post-166962261492671643</id><published>2009-11-03T11:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T12:30:38.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shannen the crazy BITCH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/Su-xvS9mfVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/CdlQQNQ8ICE/s1600-h/Shannen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399729904342695250" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/Su-xvS9mfVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/CdlQQNQ8ICE/s320/Shannen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/Su-m_pxJXEI/AAAAAAAAAIs/3OYmQbJrbHY/s1600-h/Shannen3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh, and before you read this, i would like to tell you that&lt;br /&gt;this was Originally from shannen, i copied and pasted cause i was lazy to blog much.&lt;br /&gt;But i edited some parts (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Shannen came to my house .&lt;br /&gt;I was asleep, thus, my sister opened the door for shannen.&lt;br /&gt;Then i woke up, i was hungry .&lt;br /&gt;So we went to order &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PIZZA !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile shannen keep using my computer to&lt;br /&gt;Facebook and Tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, she used my phone to sms a&lt;br /&gt;so called hot guy to her .&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha , then pizza came . ate . chewed . bite . spitted . SLURP!&lt;br /&gt;Ohh and the delivery man was like wearing half &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Army&lt;/span&gt; and half &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;man&lt;/span&gt; clothings...&lt;br /&gt;Lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did'nt share with my sis .&lt;br /&gt;In the end we sold Cheesy Turkey ; 2 for 3 bucks .&lt;br /&gt;Quite cheap already right .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then used the computer for awhile , watched AhmirTv , DaveDays , DeeFizzy ( Damon ) .&lt;br /&gt;and a little bit of porn . - Britney spears music video ( 3 )&lt;br /&gt;No BlogTv yeaterday ,&lt;br /&gt;because of My &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;WHACKYCRAZYCUTE&lt;/span&gt; haircut !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to prank call !&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO .&lt;br /&gt;Love it . Called Joshua , never pick up .&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel , wasnt sucessful.&lt;br /&gt;Oswald , SO HAPPY TO PICK UP ARH ! Stupid .&lt;br /&gt;There were some others but their phones were switched off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we prank my friend, Qing Yew . He's a shuffler and is SO PASSIONATE about it .&lt;br /&gt;So shannen called asking for him . And she said she was from ST JAMES POWER STATION , and is inviting him for the OVERTHERANGE party !&lt;br /&gt;Then he believe siol ! Whahahahahahaha .&lt;br /&gt;He was like , &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ANYTHING TEXT ME&lt;/span&gt; ! Hahaha .&lt;br /&gt;Mean , SHANNEN SO MEAN . If he gets to know that we prank , he'll be so MELANCHOLIC .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats all?&lt;br /&gt;Buhbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss my baby so much, and i hope shannen will be a good girl after parent meeting! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood ; Excited cause Baby is coming over later .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song in head ; Radar by Britney spears .&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079773921722822005-166962261492671643?l=th-wordpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/166962261492671643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/2009/11/shannen-crazy-bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079773921722822005/posts/default/166962261492671643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079773921722822005/posts/default/166962261492671643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/2009/11/shannen-crazy-bitch.html' title='Shannen the crazy BITCH!'/><author><name>Jolene &amp;amp; Gaius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NUlHEjvIifo/TWziR40M4WI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/stpeMqiul3w/s220/Jolene5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/Su-xvS9mfVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/CdlQQNQ8ICE/s72-c/Shannen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079773921722822005.post-8216534705968994218</id><published>2009-11-01T12:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T13:08:40.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry baby.  } and shannen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 245px; HEIGHT: 154px" height="149" alt="sorry Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu139/sugirayakenji/sorry.jpg" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt do much,&lt;br /&gt;My stupid mood luhh.&lt;br /&gt;ai yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Shannen and Joel&lt;br /&gt;for being like that yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i really ruined the day for them luhh.&lt;br /&gt;I shouldnt have think too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what?&lt;br /&gt;Thinking too much is not good at all.&lt;br /&gt;You spoil your mood and also others.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna say sorry to my baby for&lt;br /&gt;really thinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;its not your fault.&lt;br /&gt;I love you with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to lose you.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be with you forever.&lt;br /&gt;If only i didnt think too much&lt;br /&gt;and be jealous.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry for making you feel so weak on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you already.&lt;br /&gt;Ill sacrifice anything for you.&lt;br /&gt;Shannen and you are the closest people in my heart now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel,&lt;br /&gt;You mean the world to me&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will ever come between us&lt;br /&gt;No matter what anybody says or does&lt;br /&gt;You will always be in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Forever and Ever&lt;br /&gt;Your spot will never be replaced&lt;br /&gt;You hold the key to my heart&lt;br /&gt;And you have been holding it since we met&lt;br /&gt;I will love you forever&lt;br /&gt;And no matter how much we fight&lt;br /&gt;Things will be ok&lt;br /&gt;Like I said I will love you forever&lt;br /&gt;No matter what&lt;br /&gt;I love you , baby.&lt;br /&gt;Im yours to keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shannen,&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;You've been there for me when i need you&lt;br /&gt;We quarrel but those are not those serious types.&lt;br /&gt;and thats what i like.&lt;br /&gt;You threaten, i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;cause i know youre a very good friend&lt;br /&gt;that i never want to lose too.&lt;br /&gt;You say i never pray. -.-&lt;br /&gt;I actually do lah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;But im sorry to so called spoil your mood yesterday too.&lt;br /&gt;7 years we've been friends.&lt;br /&gt;And each day.&lt;br /&gt;We grow closer .&lt;br /&gt;I love you , mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. well.&lt;br /&gt;those are dedications to you both (:&lt;br /&gt;hmm, so today is yet another boring day.&lt;br /&gt;Arrgh!&lt;br /&gt;I think im gonna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;or play some games.&lt;br /&gt;or watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah i think thats all?&lt;br /&gt;Buhbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im sorry Joel and shannen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood ; Normal&lt;br /&gt;Song in head ; Good Girls gone bad.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079773921722822005-8216534705968994218?l=th-wordpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/8216534705968994218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/2009/11/sorry-baby-and-shannen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079773921722822005/posts/default/8216534705968994218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079773921722822005/posts/default/8216534705968994218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/2009/11/sorry-baby-and-shannen.html' title='Sorry baby.  } and shannen.'/><author><name>Jolene &amp;amp; Gaius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NUlHEjvIifo/TWziR40M4WI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/stpeMqiul3w/s220/Jolene5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079773921722822005.post-8955904181775741937</id><published>2009-10-31T10:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T11:02:36.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What am i feeling?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/sad%20face" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="sad. Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh270/curlyfry2009/sad_face.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello people.&lt;br /&gt;Again...&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i feeling so like that on halloween?&lt;br /&gt;Im suppose to feel excited or happy.&lt;br /&gt;Why am i feeling so sad right now?&lt;br /&gt;WhyWhyWHY!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days im been having many dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Last night i dream of something.&lt;br /&gt;i Remembered some parts only.&lt;br /&gt;theres this part of me saying 'i hate you' to someone.&lt;br /&gt;but i forgot who the hell i said that to.&lt;br /&gt;But i know i didnt say it to any of my enemies.&lt;br /&gt;and i know i said it to someone i love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who?&lt;br /&gt;Why cant i remember?&lt;br /&gt;Im so frustrated now.&lt;br /&gt;Im fucking crying for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its just mood swings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever i said "i hate you" to in the dream.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to lose him/her.&lt;br /&gt;I hope it will never happen in real life&lt;br /&gt;cause i dont want to lose a dear friend just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams affect people.&lt;br /&gt;in one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like dreams that are so sad.&lt;br /&gt;Once i dreamt that all of my loved ones died.&lt;br /&gt;and yes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many questions i want to ask, but only some were answered from god.&lt;br /&gt;and i thank god for that.&lt;br /&gt;But how about the rest?&lt;br /&gt;do i have to find the answers myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one listens to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe , they do but they forget.&lt;br /&gt;i hate this feeling alot.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;making people's lives better by making mine worse.&lt;br /&gt;why must life be so like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, maybe im thinking too much cause of stupid dreams.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe im just making accuses for myself.&lt;br /&gt;Blaming dreams. i really dont know what im thinking already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was suppose to be a good day.&lt;br /&gt;and i spoiled it myself.&lt;br /&gt;and its so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;Dying is not a solution. or maybe it is.&lt;br /&gt;But i seriously need to make alot of decisions.&lt;br /&gt;and if i made the wrong one, ill die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its just my halloween mood?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know?&lt;br /&gt;if it is, why is it sad.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it!&lt;br /&gt;Why why why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only ask why and not&lt;br /&gt;who , what , where or when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont like this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;it always makes me cry for a period of time.&lt;br /&gt;period - Very long.&lt;br /&gt;it cant be pms, cause im not having my period or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, its really just me thinking to much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways shannen is coming later.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont want her to know that im feeling this way later.&lt;br /&gt;if not , it may spoil her mood.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe she can cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want my feelings to affect people.&lt;br /&gt;today is a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill just show a fake smile for today when im out.&lt;br /&gt;that should do it.&lt;br /&gt;I dont care about myself already.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to affect people.&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;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-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss you so much till im crying.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood ; Confused, frustrated, sad.&lt;br /&gt;Song in head ; None.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079773921722822005-8955904181775741937?l=th-wordpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/8955904181775741937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-am-i-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079773921722822005/posts/default/8955904181775741937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079773921722822005/posts/default/8955904181775741937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-am-i-feeling.html' title='What am i feeling?'/><author><name>Jolene &amp;amp; Gaius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NUlHEjvIifo/TWziR40M4WI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/stpeMqiul3w/s220/Jolene5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079773921722822005.post-6959967763336250172</id><published>2009-10-29T19:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T20:07:28.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Express! Or Normal Acadamic?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/heart" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="heart Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e315/LetMeSeeHere/Photography/heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Said in my title, Express or Normal Acad?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I have to darn idea whether i should which.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Damn.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I hate choosing stuff,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;its so annoying.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;i will follow my heart and &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Ill just pray to God for now (: &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;and he will make me choose the right choice,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;which i have yet to know...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Arrgh!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Anyways about my results.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;hmm, i got 7 A's!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Yay! haha.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;if i got an A for English, and Drop chinese, &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;i could be a straight A student!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Oh my, so what right?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;and if i had studied, &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;i would have gotten a higher result!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;aha&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Why am i complaining now?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;HAHA, i am so dumb.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;i dont even care about my marks (:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I just need your views, &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Tell me what to choose , on my tagboard.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;T h a n k s !&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;haha, today moomoo come to my house, we see his school's magazine&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;and my report book (:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;haha&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Fun day today with him.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;But in the morning, and even now,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;my stomach is still pain!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;i think its gastric pain &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;or maybe its just normal stomach ache,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;i cant shit too!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;haha.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;i hope ill be fine by tomorrow (:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;i dun wanna be in school, &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;like i am some sick patient just released from hospital&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;though i havent recovered.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;well anyways,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;i cut my hair yesterday&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;and it loook terrible!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;omg!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;its so short right now.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;im sad cause of that.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;but nvm, ill wait for it to grow as i am so patient.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Patient enough to wait for shannen&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;and in the end she didnt turn up.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;LOL.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;haha, &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;shannen, dont worry. (:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;must be happy to have such forgiving friend like me yeah?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;hahas!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;well, i think thats all for now?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;i have noting much to say already.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;soo, yeah &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;buhbye! (:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby , i love you forever and ever and ever . Amen .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood ; Sick&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song in head ; Mama do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079773921722822005-6959967763336250172?l=th-wordpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/6959967763336250172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/2009/10/express-or-normal-acadamic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079773921722822005/posts/default/6959967763336250172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079773921722822005/posts/default/6959967763336250172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/2009/10/express-or-normal-acadamic.html' title='Express! Or Normal Acadamic?'/><author><name>Jolene &amp;amp; Gaius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NUlHEjvIifo/TWziR40M4WI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/stpeMqiul3w/s220/Jolene5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e315/LetMeSeeHere/Photography/th_heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079773921722822005.post-1341309647267544466</id><published>2009-10-27T10:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T10:34:07.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the night has come...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/SuZYOrTSEdI/AAAAAAAAAIk/DzPOGCI6Auo/s1600-h/happy_face_%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397098212615131602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/SuZYOrTSEdI/AAAAAAAAAIk/DzPOGCI6Auo/s320/happy_face_%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Hellos!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Blogging again! (: Yay!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, shannen and i were just talking about this coming week.&lt;br /&gt;Like what to do and stuff like that, she's some funny mom.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we'll be going out on wednesday to look for our halloween costume ~&lt;br /&gt;Hoooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see her man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, later ill be going to My baby's house. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Got fooooood! Yummyy!&lt;br /&gt;Ohh anyways, today is promotion day,&lt;br /&gt;No school! haha, but tomorrow got luhh. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;Go school also nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;Siann!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking about halloween man,&lt;br /&gt;time files really fast! Like last year we were just celebrating halloween&lt;br /&gt;then now its like, This coming saturday is halloween already!&lt;br /&gt;Woahhh!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, time flies when youre having fun! ;D&lt;br /&gt;I have fun always.&lt;br /&gt;No stress, got life okay!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly miss alot of people.&lt;br /&gt;Those from primary school.&lt;br /&gt;Cause its like, so long never see them already.&lt;br /&gt;and we rarely get together.&lt;br /&gt;(Only for some luhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe that the holidays are here already!&lt;br /&gt;so fast.&lt;br /&gt;Next year secondary 2. Need to start studying liao.&lt;br /&gt;or should i remain the same?&lt;br /&gt;Studying makes me fail you know? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe, im just a weird kid.&lt;br /&gt;Just like my Mom, shannen.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh , and i want to thank God for what he has done for me,&lt;br /&gt;God is my saviour ; I love you God! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats all for today?&lt;br /&gt;hmm nothing much to mention after all? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come next time?&lt;br /&gt;Buhbye,&lt;br /&gt;Jolene Ting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;God, thanks for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Mood ; Happy&lt;br /&gt;Song in head ; Stand by me ( okay ? Random ..? )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079773921722822005-1341309647267544466?l=th-wordpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/1341309647267544466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-night-has-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079773921722822005/posts/default/1341309647267544466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079773921722822005/posts/default/1341309647267544466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-night-has-come.html' title='When the night has come...'/><author><name>Jolene &amp;amp; Gaius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NUlHEjvIifo/TWziR40M4WI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/stpeMqiul3w/s220/Jolene5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/SuZYOrTSEdI/AAAAAAAAAIk/DzPOGCI6Auo/s72-c/happy_face_%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079773921722822005.post-1737157815167462528</id><published>2009-10-26T14:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T14:26:44.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's raining , raining ... Oooh baby its raining.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="umbrella Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/pradipsonu/umbrella-1-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hellos! (:&lt;br /&gt;Today, didnt really do stuff in school, we had a few free periods .&lt;br /&gt;It was rather boring. Arrgh! nothing to do , go school for what!&lt;br /&gt;haha, ohh and know what ming wei was dragged from one class to annother. Such a poor kid.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, what else should i add? Im like running out of ideas to post!&lt;br /&gt;Im not like last time anymore,&lt;br /&gt;i dont post like rubbish , or do i?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday watched some videos from wafflepwn again.&lt;br /&gt;cause i was rather bored. and yeah, i hope this blog will be updated by me frequently, and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;cause if this dies, im gonna give up on blogging .&lt;br /&gt;and yupps, i think im done here.&lt;br /&gt;maybe ill post some photos of me and my friends when im free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tons of love,&lt;br /&gt;Jolene Ting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss Joel and shannen!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Mood ; Bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Song in head ; Umbrella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079773921722822005-1737157815167462528?l=th-wordpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/1737157815167462528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-raining-raining-oooh-baby-its.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079773921722822005/posts/default/1737157815167462528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079773921722822005/posts/default/1737157815167462528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-raining-raining-oooh-baby-its.html' title='It&apos;s raining , raining ... Oooh baby its raining.'/><author><name>Jolene &amp;amp; Gaius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NUlHEjvIifo/TWziR40M4WI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/stpeMqiul3w/s220/Jolene5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079773921722822005.post-9111796152352336750</id><published>2009-10-25T09:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T13:22:23.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New blog, New life? Nahh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;hellos. And welcome to my new blog. Hmm, i have decided to make a new blog as the old one is rather boring? - this is too but better. also i have not been blogging since 250709 already. And suddenly i felt like blogging (: haha. anyways I'm gonna blog what happened last week? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohkay, lets start from last Monday }191009 ; I went out with my dear dear Nadia and Jasmine to watch the movie " Fame " , It was a little boring but overall i like the movie, i love the dance steps man! (: hmm, awesome vocals too. We went to Cathay cineleisure and there, i saw Ivin and his friends. And Nadia and Jasmine was curious of who they are, and they keep pestering me to go down and find them. Kaypo nadia and jasmine.. LOL, hmm before the movie, we took neoprints, also after the movie, we took another. haha. Hmm, im gonna upload some below :D then after the pictures, im gonna talk about wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/SuPUDwE37CI/AAAAAAAAAIU/lnkk5WxVYTc/s1600-h/img004+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396389939430026274" style="WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/SuPUDwE37CI/AAAAAAAAAIU/lnkk5WxVYTc/s320/img004+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/SuPUDmaSDeI/AAAAAAAAAIM/zQoOPEj6sFU/s1600-h/img014+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396389936835464674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/SuPUDmaSDeI/AAAAAAAAAIM/zQoOPEj6sFU/s320/img014+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/SuPUDUfvmZI/AAAAAAAAAIE/qZHTq3uAA1I/s1600-h/img005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396389932026534290" style="WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/SuPUDUfvmZI/AAAAAAAAAIE/qZHTq3uAA1I/s320/img005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/SuPUC27FqlI/AAAAAAAAAH8/dJK3ptgCRps/s1600-h/img006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396389924088162898" style="WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/SuPUC27FqlI/AAAAAAAAAH8/dJK3ptgCRps/s320/img006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/SuPUCtKfbaI/AAAAAAAAAH0/23q4-vIYlLk/s1600-h/img007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396389921468411298" style="WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/SuPUCtKfbaI/AAAAAAAAAH0/23q4-vIYlLk/s320/img007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/SuPTaQfXRqI/AAAAAAAAAHs/t2zO6p5eY8I/s1600-h/img008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396389226576561826" style="WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/SuPTaQfXRqI/AAAAAAAAAHs/t2zO6p5eY8I/s320/img008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/SuPTaAL2SEI/AAAAAAAAAHk/0gxsuMT-Eao/s1600-h/img009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396389222199740482" style="WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/SuPTaAL2SEI/AAAAAAAAAHk/0gxsuMT-Eao/s320/img009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/SuPTaEw5FqI/AAAAAAAAAHc/GRqFhSZ2EHg/s1600-h/img015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396389223428855458" style="WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/SuPTaEw5FqI/AAAAAAAAAHc/GRqFhSZ2EHg/s320/img015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/SuPTZ9ftc-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/eYcjnFqtvXU/s1600-h/img018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396389221477741538" style="WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/SuPTZ9ftc-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/eYcjnFqtvXU/s320/img018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/SuPTZRESpTI/AAAAAAAAAHM/rL-zWb3ONhk/s1600-h/img019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396389209551578418" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6Q7OQ4ZSQM/SuPTZRESpTI/AAAAAAAAAHM/rL-zWb3ONhk/s320/img019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now for what happen on wednesday }211009;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went out with Moomoo &lt;3 and his friend Eewei to watch 500 days of summer. then went to orchard central followed by starbucks just beside centrepoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actually, nothing much happened last week, just went out and got back my Eoy results and im gonna tell what it is! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English } 49/70(Paper2 )&lt;br /&gt;Chinese } 19/60 (paper 2 ) , 30/50 (Compo ), 10/20 (Letter writing )&lt;br /&gt;Math } 48/50(Paper 1 ), 38/50 (Paper 2 )&lt;br /&gt;Science } 70.5/100&lt;br /&gt;Geography } 72/100&lt;br /&gt;Home Econs } 53.5/80&lt;br /&gt;P.s. didnt get the full results yet (: haha, this are results when a person is stressed with family problems only and not so stress from school, and does not study at home but pay attention in school ;D&lt;br /&gt;And now, what happened yesterday? Oh, at 12 plus, i went to Moomoo's house then i see him play his game. ahah! and i carried his little bro! (: cuter than Moomoo, but still, i love Joel more! :O at about 2 plus, i left to meet shannen, at first i thought i was late, then i went to church first, and told shannen to meet me there first instead of meeting me at the bus stop, in the end, shannen was the late one. haha. then we went to church for service (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after service, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shannen and i went to our usual place to eat for our saturday dinner ; The old kopitiam. haha, they have nice food, like seriously , haha! (: then after that shannen went home and i went for cell with joel. Not many ppl attend cell yesterday, only , me , Jeeyan, Joel, Vanessa, Joshua, Evans and his bro Elias( the guy that has an awesome indian accent! ) haha. well that what happened last week (: and today, im stuck at home, haha! need to rest! :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhohh, and i cant wait for HALLOWEEN! (:&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today (: Buhbye. I miss my baby! haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079773921722822005-9111796152352336750?l=th-wordpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/9111796152352336750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/2009/10/hellos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079773921722822005/posts/default/9111796152352336750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079773921722822005/posts/default/9111796152352336750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-wordpassion.blogspot.com/2009/10/hellos.html' title='New blog, New life? 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