<?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-11668669</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:09:55.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmeandonlyme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11668669/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmeandonlyme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>...Joanny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07975626156609889125</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>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11668669.post-111313886757913228</id><published>2005-04-10T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T06:14:27.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spells</title><content type='html'>Today, didn't do much. Just do maths homework and played "spongebob" with brother not long ago. Giddy spells are casted on mi at this moment. The world is spinning before me. sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's campfire was the best of all that i had attended. It was at St. Andrew's, my cousin's school. The school was damn big( 10 times bigger than ours) The performance was totally great. The dance put up by our guides went very smoothly, So much better than i expected. Yippee...&lt;br /&gt;Came home at about 10.45, sian. My whole body was almost turning into jelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet tomorrow will be another tiring day. Gonna stay in school for the whole day. After school still got guides. sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to face her tomorrow. Don't know wat she is going to say again.&lt;br /&gt;SIAN.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11668669-111313886757913228?l=justmeandonlyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmeandonlyme.blogspot.com/feeds/111313886757913228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11668669&amp;postID=111313886757913228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11668669/posts/default/111313886757913228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11668669/posts/default/111313886757913228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmeandonlyme.blogspot.com/2005/04/spells.html' title='Spells'/><author><name>...Joanny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07975626156609889125</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-11668669.post-111297297954832817</id><published>2005-04-08T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T08:13:41.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of my life</title><content type='html'>Today was another boring day. At this point of time, i wonder why we have to lead such a life with STRESS. How nice my life would be if the word "STRESS" don't exist. Its existence just ruin and interupt our joy of life. Without STRESS, there will be no terrorism and peace will just return to the entire world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The maths test today is a total flock to me. i lost 7 marks (maybe more) cos i did not had enough time to finish. The questions weren't straightforward, had to crack our heads to figure out which formula to use.&lt;br /&gt;The chinese MINI (although the word dosen't look like a mini one) test was another setback. That CHINESE teacher just ****. She just give a test like we have super brains to memorise the chapters. SU LAO SHI, we are not robots, our brains are not only occupied with chinese, but other subjects and personal stuffs. We don't have the whole brain just for you.(i think she wouldn't know what i am writing cause she just don't understand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, walked out with sami and teresa to the bus stop. They were heading for Suntec to have dunno what set lunch. Went hime alone, made curry maggie cause stomach was calling ever since i stepped out of the school. Now, stuck in the MSN and blogs. Sian. No one talk to mi. How nice if sami or Kim came online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be another hectic day. Going to complete all my homework tomorrow, then sunday can go play badminton or maybe play playstation 2 with brother. Then later in the evening, going to St Andrews for campfire. Lilin and the others going to perform. i doubt the thing will go well, cause they like seldom practice and with the ass dance......( i think i should stop here) sian till 10++.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, she is trying to get on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;Pissing people off like her daily routine.&lt;br /&gt;Hurt people without knowing. Crazy over .........&lt;br /&gt;People too have their dignity and pride. But i guess she goes round crushing them like a hammer. Facing her everyday i just like putting a sharp knife in your pocket, without noticing, it will just cut you. the cut may be deep or minor at times, but i am sure it need time to heal. However i doubt that cut she gave me will ever heal, there sure be a unsightly scar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get out of my life........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11668669-111297297954832817?l=justmeandonlyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmeandonlyme.blogspot.com/feeds/111297297954832817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11668669&amp;postID=111297297954832817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11668669/posts/default/111297297954832817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11668669/posts/default/111297297954832817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmeandonlyme.blogspot.com/2005/04/out-of-my-life.html' title='Out of my life'/><author><name>...Joanny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07975626156609889125</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-11668669.post-111253084062363380</id><published>2005-04-03T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T05:20:40.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What the hell....</title><content type='html'>I am very pissed off now. i wrote a entry just now. Halfway through, a sickening advertisement came then erased all my words. ARGH....... The damn advertisement was " You WON a dunno wat shit (sumting bout pokers)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At noon, went to Kovan for lunch. It was my lucky day, met a handful of peicians. They were Lilin, Teresa, Mei Kang, Michelle, Shi Mei, Choon Hao and Achak. Lilin, teresa and the other guides went to buy their costume for the dance at St Andrews. Heard from Lilin that the dance was totally unacceptable for her. The starting, they were expected to move their ass to the people. i seen it. It was disgusting, wonder who "invented" this moves. i pity them, have to put up such a performance. I just hope that on the actual day, they will not tear their skirts. Or else, the performance will not be able to "close curtain".....haha (*imagining what will it be like)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow back to school again. sian. At least i completed my maths hmk. Find it difficult to visualise the formula to use. What to do??? (*shrugs) Just hope for the better. Going to meet that chinese teacher again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11668669-111253084062363380?l=justmeandonlyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmeandonlyme.blogspot.com/feeds/111253084062363380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11668669&amp;postID=111253084062363380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11668669/posts/default/111253084062363380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11668669/posts/default/111253084062363380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmeandonlyme.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-hell.html' title='What the hell....'/><author><name>...Joanny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07975626156609889125</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-11668669.post-111236826102127780</id><published>2005-04-01T12:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T07:11:01.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Where??!!</title><content type='html'>today, we had the speech day parade. The marching was better than the previous rehearsal (*as we were told.) I am rather sastified with my performance too. I like the marching in especially, but not the waiting of the Guest-of-honour. She took ages to arrive our school. As a result, we were "forced" to root ourself to the ground. It was tiring, i must say......Perspiration were flowing down my neck and legs. have the urge to clean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, Mr Lim changed our seats. The five of us were seperated. Heard from Sami that Miss Kang was the mastermind behind this. She said we have to change our seats otherwise the class spirit will be disrupted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised myself not to talk or respond during her maths period. I just can't bear to leave Miss Yeo. She is the best teacher ever (*and i mean it)&lt;br /&gt;She helped me score full marks for my maths test lor. i formally thank you, miss Yeo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i trying to look for the "mocking bird" and "Welcome to my life" for my blog. i personally hate the 5566 song playing now. Disgusting is the word. However, it will stay in its place till i find a suitable replacements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to tell her. My tolerance are WEARING thin dun push your luck too far........&lt;br /&gt;We were talking bout her during english period. sighs.......&lt;br /&gt;Still have not complete my maths homework yet. DIFFICULT. i dun know how to do. smokes from my head filled my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: for those who have not started. dun try to start the maths, otherwise      &lt;br /&gt;       you cannot end it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11668669-111236826102127780?l=justmeandonlyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmeandonlyme.blogspot.com/feeds/111236826102127780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11668669&amp;postID=111236826102127780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11668669/posts/default/111236826102127780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11668669/posts/default/111236826102127780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmeandonlyme.blogspot.com/2005/04/oh-where.html' title='Oh Where??!!'/><author><name>...Joanny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07975626156609889125</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-11668669.post-111193134449984476</id><published>2005-03-27T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T05:49:04.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>updating</title><content type='html'>updating my blog now. i am rushing through this entry. i am going to quit already.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, today is a boring day. At noon, played badminton with my brother. i beat him. Nobody can beat me either. Haha. Challenge me lah, i dare you. Call me if you want to play badminton and want a strong opponent. Come lah. Show me your power. Just kidding. Gonna stop here. Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11668669-111193134449984476?l=justmeandonlyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmeandonlyme.blogspot.com/feeds/111193134449984476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11668669&amp;postID=111193134449984476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11668669/posts/default/111193134449984476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11668669/posts/default/111193134449984476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmeandonlyme.blogspot.com/2005/03/updating.html' title='updating'/><author><name>...Joanny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07975626156609889125</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-11668669.post-111168035052066835</id><published>2005-03-24T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T08:05:50.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch</title><content type='html'>Having cramps now (*ouch!) I have not been blogging ever since the previous blog got virus. So now, i just hope that the virus will not come and visit again.&lt;br /&gt;**today**&lt;br /&gt;Today was the most tiring day of this week. Yesterday had so much homeworks piling on us. Especially, CHINESE. I am getting tired of chinese ever since that teacher came into the class. i guess everyone hates her. She has mood swings every single day without fail. She raise her voice for no good reasons, flare up into a fireball like no one's business and scold us for the slightest mistake.(eg. not standing up to answer her question). She is a total failure when come to teaching. she rush through the words' meaning and says we are slow. I mean being a teacher, what you must have is paitence, without IT, i doubt the class will do well. i think she should reflect on that.&lt;br /&gt;The chemistry lesson was even more chaotic. We were not able to understand a single concept ever since the trainee teacher stepped into the class. "We shall talk it over on the next lesson" is always her quote when we ask her a question. argh.....!!! i don't understand a single SHIT. i going to revise all over again. the worst of all is that she said"Class, we had covered chapters 6 and 7." and i don't even know what the chapters is all about......(*sighs)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11668669-111168035052066835?l=justmeandonlyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmeandonlyme.blogspot.com/feeds/111168035052066835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11668669&amp;postID=111168035052066835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11668669/posts/default/111168035052066835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11668669/posts/default/111168035052066835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmeandonlyme.blogspot.com/2005/03/ouch.html' title='ouch'/><author><name>...Joanny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07975626156609889125</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>
