<?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-4118948662770043855</id><updated>2011-10-10T11:02:59.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just sweetheart</title><subtitle type='html'>the bits and bits of my life, as i browse through it...

Knowing that you are always here watching over me and everybody else, its a relief ....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>162</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-2455907358222408336</id><published>2011-07-30T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T21:59:59.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHANGIN!</title><content type='html'>guys and girl, leng lui and leng zai :D i am not using blogger anylonger coz of some issues .. m changing to wordpress.. look up &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;vanityfreak.wordpress.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ya! thx love u muacks :D :D :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-2455907358222408336?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2455907358222408336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=2455907358222408336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/2455907358222408336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/2455907358222408336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2011/07/changin.html' title='CHANGIN!'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-3717616339870519002</id><published>2011-07-29T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T12:02:14.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>U me and Malacca</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-3717616339870519002?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3717616339870519002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=3717616339870519002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/3717616339870519002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/3717616339870519002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2011/07/u-me-and-malacca.html' title='U me and Malacca'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-9037612589597736861</id><published>2011-07-17T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T05:49:34.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>too long</title><content type='html'>its been so long since i've updated my blog well.. becoz i am just lazy ok ok.. after this post.. i will try to update k? &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-9037612589597736861?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9037612589597736861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=9037612589597736861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/9037612589597736861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/9037612589597736861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2011/07/too-long.html' title='too long'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-3840612307492940044</id><published>2011-06-25T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T22:58:51.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tears for the missing one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JqqxYUkqQao/TgbKjNc8U7I/AAAAAAAABAk/v7reX_m0tCo/s1600/download%2B%25282%2529" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JqqxYUkqQao/TgbKjNc8U7I/AAAAAAAABAk/v7reX_m0tCo/s400/download%2B%25282%2529" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622403891073930162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sorry to start my blog with a sad post.. T.T sorry! but i still feel its the best way to release my thoughts.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today ( 26 June 2011) i went to Alor Star with my family ( mom and Bro) to visit my grandfather, who passed away 3 years ago. I thought i have stopped everything, stopped to missing, stopped to think bout a person who has left us all.. A worthy man, a man i would look up too.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As i was chanting just now, the words of Buddha my tears were coming out.. I did not cry but i held them back fear that my grandma can't take it. I think that maybe KL did change me, i became weaker emotionally and that's the truth. Suddenly alot of things happened and all i can do was just sit and stare i could not do much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i came back i realise i missed home so freaking much, i realized i still missed him, i still miss my dear grandpapa. The man who taught me how to eat, how to sit, how to act and what not to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today i prayed for him, and today i feel at least i can do something for him, may he rest in peace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-3840612307492940044?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3840612307492940044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=3840612307492940044' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/3840612307492940044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/3840612307492940044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2011/06/tears-for-missing-one.html' title='tears for the missing one'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JqqxYUkqQao/TgbKjNc8U7I/AAAAAAAABAk/v7reX_m0tCo/s72-c/download%2B%25282%2529' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-8366978690377334110</id><published>2011-06-02T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T18:43:43.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't know what title</title><content type='html'>a long this week, i feel though lots of things had happened, not only to me but everyone around me, maybe its a curse, well i don't know i am not sure. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't feel like talking, i don't feel like doing anything at all, just tired, laughing and smiling is what i keep on doing, kept on doing coz its te only thing i know to do now. crying was never an option, why i m just freaking tired i guess.. no worries guys, i pick my self up pretty nice :D i channel all my energies to do what i love to do in the end. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; i did a video, an assignment actually, and the best thing of it was that an appraisal by my own lecturer , that really made me feel happy and proud. but i know i can not stop there, i am working harder!  i phoned my best friend yesterday and she just started matrix, she was so devastated, and when i was talking i felt so sad, she was all alone there with nobody i was always the one looking after her, but i guess she needs to learn to grow up :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dun noe, i dun understand, i am kadflkjaljfdlkajdlfjaklfdja ya i am crazy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-8366978690377334110?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8366978690377334110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=8366978690377334110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/8366978690377334110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/8366978690377334110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-dont-know-what-title.html' title='i don&apos;t know what title'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-6478337405462391215</id><published>2011-05-23T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T01:11:11.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fallen too deep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lately i am not feeling that great, i feel sad actually.. never in my life i had this kind of feeling.. its really not a great feeling.  Pain, devastated .. i sound and feel weak and vulnerable.. but i am not like i used to be.. all  given up and stuff. i fight and i am getting stronger.. no worries.. its complicated.. the people i meet the people i see, the feelings i have in side, the loneliness sometimes i endure, the hardship of being in a place where u can't do anything by yourself, most of all the walking out of my comfort zone really pulled the string :D &lt;div&gt;how i wish that i can turn from&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sgGbh9fSuX4/TdoV23_NLXI/AAAAAAAABAY/XZg6fxZYpUs/s400/cry.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 344px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609820318329548146" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rI0ahWSCoxo/TdoV2hOlBhI/AAAAAAAABAQ/Bn1QmMpxW3A/s400/me%2Bhhh.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 366px; height: 344px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609820312220010002" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to a happier a smiley-er me .. no worries guys! i learn to b optimistic when i am here.. i learn that nothing is forever and only i can change my self and my life.. so ya.. university really change people.. so stay strong.. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-6478337405462391215?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6478337405462391215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=6478337405462391215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/6478337405462391215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/6478337405462391215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2011/05/fallen-too-deep.html' title='fallen too deep'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sgGbh9fSuX4/TdoV23_NLXI/AAAAAAAABAY/XZg6fxZYpUs/s72-c/cry.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-2551456275849354913</id><published>2011-05-18T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T17:59:40.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY and Thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i've stop writing bout my blog for quite some time now coz i was lazy and busy mostly lazy dears hahahahah.. sorry la~ anyways, i felt serene today coz yesterday was a bad day good day kinda thing.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday morning i organized an Open Mic, with zen of course, can't manage without her.. Things went so so damn wrong, i was so damn nervous so damn scared, i felt as if i wanna cry .. But my good friends zen, jason and jeff were there to support and support they did.. and of course who can ever forget my sweetheart Dance club.. seriousl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y i love them so damn much i wanna cry when i think about them, kl is such a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; scary place yet knowing them, is like omg, they really help me so damn much with the open mic session, they make me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wanna be like them so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CGZFGPeX7PE/TdRoX91KsVI/AAAAAAAAA_4/UscTW3aICH4/s400/IMG_3650.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608222196926951762" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;love them to the max wei! hahahhahahahaha.. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we went sunway together , me zen and jason ... it was fun .. we shopped .. i havent shop for a long time, my body began to rust hahhahaah... den jason fetch me back to taylor Uni, den i went for a socialite event it was interesting.I was scouting for people to perform for my next open mic session, they were amazing.. of course i had a chance to see my fren perform in his band Rosevelt.. guys just go and check it out. they are awesome, first time see them live and honestly i am in love with it,., hahahahahaha... i feel like a small kid.. they played for my fren coz its his birthday and he loves them so freaking much.. That image really made me really really really  happy, seriously, i smiled the whole time.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then its time to go back, and it was 10.30 T.T too late, the bus oso not yet come, and i was alone .. i was so freaking scared. i was about to sms Jeff to fetch me. when he came out from the bus stop, and i was really thanking god that time hahahah.. and he asked a question i wanted to ask a long long time ago: do u wan me to fetch u home! hahahahahahahahah.. damn happy.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is really good that he forgot to take sumting if not i might be crying tat time.. T.T we went to give his fren something, and in the car i was like laughing laughing smiling smiling, which seriously i don't do often. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't noe what was wrong with me yesterday, but i just felt really serene and smiled all the way, i hope things stay the same .. i like that feeling.. :D hahahahhah.. ok peeps.. bye bye hahhahahahaah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-2551456275849354913?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2551456275849354913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=2551456275849354913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/2551456275849354913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/2551456275849354913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-and-thankful.html' title='HAPPY and Thankful'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CGZFGPeX7PE/TdRoX91KsVI/AAAAAAAAA_4/UscTW3aICH4/s72-c/IMG_3650.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-7135048831608837851</id><published>2011-04-17T02:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T03:36:46.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KL twin tower LIVE !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zO-L-hoJb0c/Taq8R8iUZ6I/AAAAAAAAA-I/yG6pGe7ypbM/s1600/IMG_1973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zO-L-hoJb0c/Taq8R8iUZ6I/AAAAAAAAA-I/yG6pGe7ypbM/s400/IMG_1973.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596492503455131554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wBsKLsJZvwk/Taq3mdr0lFI/AAAAAAAAA9I/OUJ34beK9TQ/s1600/IMG_1922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wBsKLsJZvwk/Taq3mdr0lFI/AAAAAAAAA9I/OUJ34beK9TQ/s400/IMG_1922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596487358392603730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i am so proud i took the train! to KLCC.. T.T scary&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rxrIQrWKbDg/Taq3mpj79QI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/BDnEc7pT7-I/s1600/IMG_1925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rxrIQrWKbDg/Taq3mpj79QI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/BDnEc7pT7-I/s400/IMG_1925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596487361580758274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yup, that's how i looked! i love it hahahahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3P4XxHAbWsA/Taq3mw9c3XI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/GbldKQALb1s/s1600/IMG_1930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3P4XxHAbWsA/Taq3mw9c3XI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/GbldKQALb1s/s400/IMG_1930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596487363566820722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;they organized the concert i think., not sure dun care. hahaha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QZaV3HPg5nA/Taq65g_zG1I/AAAAAAAAA9g/6xOvZeOTEQ4/s1600/IMG_1936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QZaV3HPg5nA/Taq65g_zG1I/AAAAAAAAA9g/6xOvZeOTEQ4/s400/IMG_1936.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596490984234097490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautifully zen! hahahah.. i make no sense.  its beautiful zen! who is beautifully zen as well&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PSGH_psSeGE/Taq653ecUII/AAAAAAAAA9o/ML1wp4f_-2A/s1600/IMG_1944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PSGH_psSeGE/Taq653ecUII/AAAAAAAAA9o/ML1wp4f_-2A/s400/IMG_1944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596490990268207234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;who is more pweeettty? hahahahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tgf41rZhf-0/Taq66eCthPI/AAAAAAAAA9w/3vktOJYdGkg/s1600/IMG_1950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tgf41rZhf-0/Taq66eCthPI/AAAAAAAAA9w/3vktOJYdGkg/s400/IMG_1950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596491000620877042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;KLCC tower!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uJG29DP-oPs/Taq8QKl2OyI/AAAAAAAAA94/Yw09uyRb9RQ/s1600/IMG_1969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uJG29DP-oPs/Taq8QKl2OyI/AAAAAAAAA94/Yw09uyRb9RQ/s400/IMG_1969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596492472868289314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;go go power rangers! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-apfYHHLyj8o/Taq8QYwo6yI/AAAAAAAAA-A/RR_loIwrjYc/s1600/IMG_1970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-apfYHHLyj8o/Taq8QYwo6yI/AAAAAAAAA-A/RR_loIwrjYc/s400/IMG_1970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596492476671650594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; amy so cute!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kjQUj2_UOyk/Taq8SKsUGNI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/MEAj9aQn0tw/s1600/IMG_1982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kjQUj2_UOyk/Taq8SKsUGNI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/MEAj9aQn0tw/s400/IMG_1982.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596492507255150802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;they act like bros! hahahah&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ukRi0gEOP6c/Taq_Z4G5h6I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/n97Zk61bVHM/s1600/IMG_2141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ukRi0gEOP6c/Taq_Z4G5h6I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/n97Zk61bVHM/s400/IMG_2141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596495938240219042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hot! hahahahha.. ok so he is not korean, so what! i like them mat sallehs as well!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vyG722YEu0E/Taq_aLYYC_I/AAAAAAAAA-g/jpVT-nw2EN4/s1600/IMG_2209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vyG722YEu0E/Taq_aLYYC_I/AAAAAAAAA-g/jpVT-nw2EN4/s400/IMG_2209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596495943413795826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;must be watching colby, the concentration is unbreakable.. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ooAyDT1vpQ/Taq_a5SBKpI/AAAAAAAAA-o/f5-BXit8qY4/s1600/IMG_2248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ooAyDT1vpQ/Taq_a5SBKpI/AAAAAAAAA-o/f5-BXit8qY4/s400/IMG_2248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596495955735161490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my fav pass time! hahahah&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NhFOqo6aCRY/TarBrdsmYyI/AAAAAAAAA-w/8T3VOLY2uMc/s1600/IMG_2267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NhFOqo6aCRY/TarBrdsmYyI/AAAAAAAAA-w/8T3VOLY2uMc/s400/IMG_2267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596498439411491618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the whole night&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DfYWw61uszQ/TarBrwq5zvI/AAAAAAAAA-4/h2E183fMy60/s1600/IMG_2271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DfYWw61uszQ/TarBrwq5zvI/AAAAAAAAA-4/h2E183fMy60/s400/IMG_2271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596498444504649458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;amy looks tired! but aren't we all.. it was damn exhausting! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEzd5Zn63zg/TarBsTLF16I/AAAAAAAAA_A/ZU16sMjs71U/s1600/IMG_2272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEzd5Zn63zg/TarBsTLF16I/AAAAAAAAA_A/ZU16sMjs71U/s400/IMG_2272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596498453766461346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my tired face!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-7135048831608837851?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7135048831608837851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=7135048831608837851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/7135048831608837851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/7135048831608837851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2011/04/kl-twin-tower-live.html' title='KL twin tower LIVE !'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zO-L-hoJb0c/Taq8R8iUZ6I/AAAAAAAAA-I/yG6pGe7ypbM/s72-c/IMG_1973.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-5130954029938635631</id><published>2011-04-12T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T02:37:48.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blog!</title><content type='html'>sorry guys, i dun think i would be posting anything soon, i am too sad, tired, and lazy plus busy to do anything with this blog anymore.. so tata! love u guys..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-5130954029938635631?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5130954029938635631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=5130954029938635631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/5130954029938635631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/5130954029938635631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog.html' title='blog!'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-5223680806389727638</id><published>2011-04-11T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T01:02:32.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KLCC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-5223680806389727638?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5223680806389727638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=5223680806389727638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/5223680806389727638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/5223680806389727638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2011/04/klcc.html' title='KLCC'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-1171064469930586167</id><published>2011-03-26T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T00:05:34.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>results!</title><content type='html'>sorry its been too long.. i am busy lately and i totally have exams next next week and camp next week ! AIESEC!! woooo!!! hahahah... sorry.. lol.. anyways.. lets continue&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lmdU_5j_w4U/TY7bc-G-2rI/AAAAAAAAA74/gn6FGaZcAno/s1600/IMG_1329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lmdU_5j_w4U/TY7bc-G-2rI/AAAAAAAAA74/gn6FGaZcAno/s400/IMG_1329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588645478368467634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lengluis ! hahahah.. lol SL so nervous PL so relaxed..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lLx393a9_iE/TY7cszN44dI/AAAAAAAAA8A/K9RDz24HSNA/s1600/IMG_1374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lLx393a9_iE/TY7cszN44dI/AAAAAAAAA8A/K9RDz24HSNA/s400/IMG_1374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588646849834181074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nice they get to get their results on stage! X(&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aQg5QCKVYIA/TY7ctJEp8TI/AAAAAAAAA8I/s3ET70gk39c/s1600/IMG_1376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aQg5QCKVYIA/TY7ctJEp8TI/AAAAAAAAA8I/s3ET70gk39c/s400/IMG_1376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588646855701033266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;their happy faces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MKuAZCNE-m8/TY7ctm6CjYI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/UK1aeT2TQbY/s1600/IMG_1379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MKuAZCNE-m8/TY7ctm6CjYI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/UK1aeT2TQbY/s400/IMG_1379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588646863709572482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;receiving hugs from multiple ppl, its LMW ! 11A+ la... lol.. hahahahaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_HixTQBNyfY/TY7dpOorhtI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/o-HXMKqf9gQ/s1600/IMG_1385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_HixTQBNyfY/TY7dpOorhtI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/o-HXMKqf9gQ/s400/IMG_1385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588647887986460370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I &amp;lt;3 this pic.!! we are all in here! yay!!! finally.. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x-DAw0eox7s/TY7dpRGM_uI/AAAAAAAAA8g/sg6LdS6eQmE/s1600/IMG_1387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x-DAw0eox7s/TY7dpRGM_uI/AAAAAAAAA8g/sg6LdS6eQmE/s400/IMG_1387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588647888647159522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ya, after the cruel spm result taking session its a relax session.. KBOX!!! sing our hearts out! woooo~&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pjwz7THtN_4/TY7dp2_q3MI/AAAAAAAAA8o/5p05Put86H8/s1600/IMG_1389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pjwz7THtN_4/TY7dp2_q3MI/AAAAAAAAA8o/5p05Put86H8/s400/IMG_1389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588647898820304066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pelajar terbaik SMKI shakes hand dengan Dato' Lee San Wei, hahahaha di Kbox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ihw86IKo_D8/TY7eq0p0uUI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_oXUBTtyA_4/s1600/IMG_1392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ihw86IKo_D8/TY7eq0p0uUI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_oXUBTtyA_4/s400/IMG_1392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588649014883301698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ya well we hav nothing to do ma! can't blame us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1eulrYXCmwc/TY7erbkIaLI/AAAAAAAAA84/CisYXz1PVRk/s1600/IMG_1393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1eulrYXCmwc/TY7erbkIaLI/AAAAAAAAA84/CisYXz1PVRk/s400/IMG_1393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588649025328408754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;VM Vm Vm! fly like a g6.. wa PK really yeng! SL expression is like hmp, we are the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JP11qbuYg8c/TY7eru-HRWI/AAAAAAAAA9A/WuDATQvuNl8/s1600/IMG_1394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JP11qbuYg8c/TY7eru-HRWI/AAAAAAAAA9A/WuDATQvuNl8/s400/IMG_1394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588649030537659746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;arh, too late.. they came down d..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ppl ask me how was my result , to some i say ok la, to some i say not ok.. coz i really dun noe if its ok or not..&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; 8A+ and 2 A and 1B&lt;/span&gt; ..before the dday i was really emotionless, i wasnt sad wasnt happy wasnt excited at all coz maybe the fact that i am already studying affected me. anyways, when i was bersalam-ing with my PK HEM, he was like : " JOYCE, Y CAM TU? 1 B" i was like :" CIKGU, mengapa u bagitau i, sedih pulak ni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after multiple ppl went up stage to get their results i was like damn la.. its real. and its bcoz of BC!&lt;br /&gt;i took my result from my teacher and another shocking news 2 As i was like WAT!!!??!!! for acc and bio! T.T i was really so confident dat i was going to get at least 9 A+ and i was hit so hard, ok so not tat hard by reality.. after finding PK, i was crying like hell.. and my mom Scolded me for crying when she said my result was very good.. Its really realy sad for me la.. I was too confident and i was too expecting something. So to some ppl its a good result but to ppl who understand me well enough its not that good for me.. I was never a str8 A student , that's true.. But when it comes to major exams i am no fool.. so sorry for making a big fuss. I was just in shocked!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-1171064469930586167?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1171064469930586167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=1171064469930586167' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/1171064469930586167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/1171064469930586167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2011/03/results.html' title='results!'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lmdU_5j_w4U/TY7bc-G-2rI/AAAAAAAAA74/gn6FGaZcAno/s72-c/IMG_1329.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-8195080142476283390</id><published>2011-03-17T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T07:24:03.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my boyfrien????? NO!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N-gHhx21SBo/TYIStWYkJpI/AAAAAAAAA6I/dNr6MsBSsKQ/s1600/IMG_1129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N-gHhx21SBo/TYIStWYkJpI/AAAAAAAAA6I/dNr6MsBSsKQ/s400/IMG_1129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585047058204862098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahha.. andrew! so funny la ur face...  aww, he loves Joyce&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--T5_ggvWMFk/TYIStrRMYOI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/mXgIHPkVrF8/s1600/IMG_1131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--T5_ggvWMFk/TYIStrRMYOI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/mXgIHPkVrF8/s400/IMG_1131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585047063811088610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he loves thinner than i am! =.=&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qLO86dq_ygU/TYIToXa9sMI/AAAAAAAAA6g/J68EuTNOHu4/s1600/IMG_1134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qLO86dq_ygU/TYIToXa9sMI/AAAAAAAAA6g/J68EuTNOHu4/s400/IMG_1134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585048072095641794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the V - vegetarian shop in our school! YES!!! wakakakakak sedap kut! hahaha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vLe-wECgFKg/TYITongYOOI/AAAAAAAAA6o/iFD8dT1-r5k/s1600/IMG_1138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vLe-wECgFKg/TYITongYOOI/AAAAAAAAA6o/iFD8dT1-r5k/s400/IMG_1138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585048076413319394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lol, act cool pulak budak ni! i love that shirt la andrew, where u buy! so nice!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tPcLZtKDJwU/TYIUhR6L2LI/AAAAAAAAA6w/X0_PUzAvbLg/s1600/IMG_1143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tPcLZtKDJwU/TYIUhR6L2LI/AAAAAAAAA6w/X0_PUzAvbLg/s400/IMG_1143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585049049868523698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;what they watching&gt; tsk tsk tsk! terrible la.. hahahahahaha.. summore b4 exam!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JttUBNkAGmk/TYIUh0yxJkI/AAAAAAAAA64/lZaNdj9AaBc/s1600/IMG_1144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JttUBNkAGmk/TYIUh0yxJkI/AAAAAAAAA64/lZaNdj9AaBc/s400/IMG_1144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585049059232654914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lol, after exam! picture time!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rywFCE3Byik/TYIUiCCSm5I/AAAAAAAAA7A/jfXZPpbnZfU/s1600/IMG_1145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rywFCE3Byik/TYIUiCCSm5I/AAAAAAAAA7A/jfXZPpbnZfU/s400/IMG_1145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585049062787423122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;awww, sweet rite? NO!!!! hahahah.. promoting my name! hahahah&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJ3u8ksoTlc/TYIXJdOR3gI/AAAAAAAAA7I/va_CO9S03dY/s1600/IMG_1147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJ3u8ksoTlc/TYIXJdOR3gI/AAAAAAAAA7I/va_CO9S03dY/s400/IMG_1147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585051939123617282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;NONONONONONONO! we are not holding hands.. i was pulling his jacket! Y? gud question.. i wanted to see my name in full hahahhaaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BcopF7XmFek/TYIXJnkVcaI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/Wv-KV482Erw/s1600/IMG_1148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BcopF7XmFek/TYIXJnkVcaI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/Wv-KV482Erw/s400/IMG_1148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585051941900480930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lol, this is the sweetest pic! everybody please say " awww".. awwww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qc9k6m_zSa4/TYIXJ894pPI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/2XTkiviLF14/s1600/IMG_1149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qc9k6m_zSa4/TYIXJ894pPI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/2XTkiviLF14/s400/IMG_1149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585051947644790002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok, guys shows over! lately college life was BORING! so, i spiced it up a bit.. lol, andrew wears my i love joyce shirt, and i belanja salmon sandwich! i have fun he has food.. so its a win win situation! hahahahah... so i am happy i fooled u guys and i had fun with it as well!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A6_qAMAyHL8/TYIXKeLE8ZI/AAAAAAAAA7g/tpOeU0zL0jg/s1600/IMG_1165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A6_qAMAyHL8/TYIXKeLE8ZI/AAAAAAAAA7g/tpOeU0zL0jg/s400/IMG_1165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585051956558492050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;love is in the air??? hahahah.. so sweet la! spent time with zen in SLC it was fun in deed..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hBFE9Cs7C58/TYIY_mhzGuI/AAAAAAAAA7o/DiHZWzio_K0/s1600/IMG_1167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hBFE9Cs7C58/TYIY_mhzGuI/AAAAAAAAA7o/DiHZWzio_K0/s400/IMG_1167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585053968845970146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i hope u enjoy my explanation! hahahahhaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-8195080142476283390?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8195080142476283390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=8195080142476283390' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/8195080142476283390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/8195080142476283390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-boyfrien-no.html' title='my boyfrien????? NO!!!!'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N-gHhx21SBo/TYIStWYkJpI/AAAAAAAAA6I/dNr6MsBSsKQ/s72-c/IMG_1129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-7731421279282695582</id><published>2011-03-17T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T06:43:14.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry!</title><content type='html'>i am sorry i said i'll post a new blog, but am really sorry the internet sucked.. now its better, so thousands of apology! lets start!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YxhXarCzUNU/TYIMmEjzIMI/AAAAAAAAA5g/tUW3g5RL8MM/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YxhXarCzUNU/TYIMmEjzIMI/AAAAAAAAA5g/tUW3g5RL8MM/s400/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585040336091291842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jang jang jang jang - SIN FANG!!!!! he was so sweet.. he came to KL and actually visited me! awwww... summore he kena marah from sister coz no parking but still awwww... so sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0XMYRVEq-Hs/TYINSig1-XI/AAAAAAAAA5o/HX_E9TTOk3k/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0XMYRVEq-Hs/TYINSig1-XI/AAAAAAAAA5o/HX_E9TTOk3k/s400/022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585041100046203250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we went ice skating!!!! at sunway pyramid! ya, PK SC SL and MW dun jeles we very pro d! hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LFo2iS9uU6Q/TYINSyfjeBI/AAAAAAAAA5w/ZdYRkpTZMws/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LFo2iS9uU6Q/TYINSyfjeBI/AAAAAAAAA5w/ZdYRkpTZMws/s400/026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585041104335763474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lol, tired after so long of skating.. 2 hours i think! hey, we are just beginners k? XD so much fun.. SF fell like 2 times i guess.. i din le.. hahaha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--JaVIxBq0Tw/TYIPCvOqCDI/AAAAAAAAA54/0WhzWOnaang/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--JaVIxBq0Tw/TYIPCvOqCDI/AAAAAAAAA54/0WhzWOnaang/s400/035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585043027604932658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" dei u don't understand is it? i want it by tomoro the proposal! if not, i dun wan marry u!" lol, hahaha no la... just kidding.. i was on the phone with mummy.. i CONVENIENTLY left out the fact that i was going out with SF the day before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XJClmcvIOAI/TYIPCzUrJnI/AAAAAAAAA6A/ZaYwpu_0qBo/s1600/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XJClmcvIOAI/TYIPCzUrJnI/AAAAAAAAA6A/ZaYwpu_0qBo/s400/038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585043028703913586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BEST PIC of the day! but SF , u dun noe how to smile is it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-7731421279282695582?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7731421279282695582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=7731421279282695582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/7731421279282695582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/7731421279282695582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2011/03/sorry.html' title='sorry!'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YxhXarCzUNU/TYIMmEjzIMI/AAAAAAAAA5g/tUW3g5RL8MM/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-7275785993773586903</id><published>2011-02-22T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T23:14:37.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>veganism</title><content type='html'>ok, u may not understand wat it is or choose not to well its vegetarianism except i eat egg k? lol.. hahahaha.. so y i turn vegan..? y suddenly the change, before u simply think, no not bcoz i guy break up with me, or even i din get a guy, LOL, not every thing is about the opposite sex k? lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i turn vegan simply because i m too compassionate.. towards everything.. including the life of an animal.. y? i dun noe.. y some ppl dun eat fish ? they say coz the eyes are looking at us when we eat them, well same coz to the others.. i hope u read this a lessen ur pleasure of eating meat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when u eat fish, that face of it staring at u, its mouth frowning, thinking what did i do wrong? why did i deserve all this? well, the diff with chicken is that u already chopped em up, so u dun feel anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of my frens a family do not approve nor understand the reason y i go vegan.. its a believe that i hold too, i feel that being vegan gives me a feeling that i actually help a community that could not speak for themselves, that counts rite? i hope u understand be4 u judge, i hope u think be4 u say.. i won't judge u bcoz u eat meat, i ate b4, i noe that taste, u feel its tasty. i dun mind, i just hope u dont mind me too..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-7275785993773586903?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7275785993773586903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=7275785993773586903' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/7275785993773586903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/7275785993773586903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2011/02/veganism.html' title='veganism'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-2165649249079323506</id><published>2011-02-16T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T01:44:44.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what if</title><content type='html'>i have this dreams , this fantasy where i get to do what i wanna do, be who i wanna be, what if .. i was just dreaming all this while.. what if i can.t make it.. it fears me more and more, the fact is what if i am just a shallow pond , in side of me there is no fish, no sea weed no content, and when the weather gets tough i'll be like the others, i dry up and in the end i turn into a sunway lagoon theme park! i am a pond and will always be a pond not a fun park where people pee inside of me and litter my face. maybe i m just better of being a sandwich girl working in taylor university, nothing but a worthless sandwich girl..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-2165649249079323506?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2165649249079323506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=2165649249079323506' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/2165649249079323506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/2165649249079323506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-if.html' title='what if'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-6524300965782198608</id><published>2011-02-06T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T18:45:41.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>we are perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TU9cx3ZzlLI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/ipH_65jigRc/s1600/110108-113141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TU9cx3ZzlLI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/ipH_65jigRc/s400/110108-113141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570773275836126386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, u heard me.. i said we are perfect. the definition of being perfect is being good at everything, being flawless, this includes being good at being imperfect, that's perfection for u .. some of u may not understand, some may not comprehend, but wat is a blog if you do not tell people what you think, doesnt matter if there is an audience or a listener, i don't like talking to people bout things like this, except for my very best frens. Being perfect is a mindset. i truly believe we are all perfect in one way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us may b perfectly beautiful, some perfectly mannered,  some perfectly poised. we are only perfect in one way or two, ok three is a possibility. but a beautiful girl can be as rude as a b***h or an ugly duckling, can be so well mannered so poise. we are perfect by being oso imperfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand, why boys are so shallow sumtimes, not saying girls are not, just saying boys are shallower, u see girls in shorts and miniskirts and spaghetti strips and u guys go gaga, the thicker the makeup worn the more saliva u lose.  but there are so many doll face beauties, how nany u remember, how many names how many faces, they just look the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whereas for girls like me, we are not beautiful but hell, u remember me and my name! ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am hungry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-6524300965782198608?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6524300965782198608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=6524300965782198608' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/6524300965782198608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/6524300965782198608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2011/02/we-are-perfect.html' title='we are perfect'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TU9cx3ZzlLI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/ipH_65jigRc/s72-c/110108-113141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-2661429406791886577</id><published>2011-02-04T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T07:47:30.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful girls</title><content type='html'>alrite, i tot of this blog after reading Lev's fb status, she said she is not pretty, i am going to say she is a liar! for real, beauty isn't about the face, the body and the hair, its the overall feel we get when we first lay eyes on a person, sadly the world is a very shallow place, very very shallow. only big eyes, pear shaped body and fair skin is considered beautiful . BULL SHIT! really beautiful ppl dun hav to wear make up, don't nid to buy very expensive clothes or act very elegantly. LEV! u are really beautiful i tell u, dun think that u are not and don't ever doubt ur self, ur confident , the way u talk, the way u take care of ppl ( especially me) really shows ur beauty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we doubt our self , i do tat, alot! dare i say it, i am not a beautiful person, for real, u should see me when i don't smile, hahahah.. its bcoz i giv an occasional smile tat ppl say wa, u so pretty.. LIARS! hahahahah.. Guys are so shallow, damn, my fren keep saying that other girls who are my frens are so beautiful, i don't deny that they are pretty, really just that come on, u keep on saying wa, they so pretty multiple times! HELLO!!!!!  u think i don't mind is it???! lol.. that's all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEV, u really are beautiful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-2661429406791886577?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2661429406791886577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=2661429406791886577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/2661429406791886577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/2661429406791886577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2011/02/beautiful-girls.html' title='beautiful girls'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-3279765982968555568</id><published>2011-01-31T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T20:21:22.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Macroom blast!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUeC3wn2wTI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Rxu_oWA4_i4/s1600/110128-184258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUeC3wn2wTI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Rxu_oWA4_i4/s400/110128-184258.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568563358723391794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new fren, MUGIMUN!!! lol.. just kidding , he calls himself the Mugi Man, i love calling him mugimun! ( he says he is very photogenic!)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUeC4JK5CJI/AAAAAAAAA30/Em0QddUUHeM/s1600/110128-184321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUeC4JK5CJI/AAAAAAAAA30/Em0QddUUHeM/s400/110128-184321.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568563365312792722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me - i am so sleepy&lt;br /&gt;zoe - wooo, wat's this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUeC5i2ZjoI/AAAAAAAAA38/3B7cCZWwhNc/s1600/110128-184342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUeC5i2ZjoI/AAAAAAAAA38/3B7cCZWwhNc/s400/110128-184342.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568563389386034818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;xin yi - I M HUNGRY!!!&lt;br /&gt;me - i think i... JO ON!!!!! arh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;zoe - i~ m ~ coming!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUeC51vaEHI/AAAAAAAAA4E/qhWUU93_RuQ/s1600/110128-184816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUeC51vaEHI/AAAAAAAAA4E/qhWUU93_RuQ/s400/110128-184816.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568563394456981618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lev ! my big sis, been there for me !&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUeC5850joI/AAAAAAAAA4M/ylc6CqD5AoQ/s1600/110128-185802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUeC5850joI/AAAAAAAAA4M/ylc6CqD5AoQ/s400/110128-185802.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568563396379709058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i think i look like an apple, mugimun der wants my hair, xin yi wants my cheeks! hahahahX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUeF_5ULw3I/AAAAAAAAA4U/Nw054DmwIYQ/s1600/110128-185815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUeF_5ULw3I/AAAAAAAAA4U/Nw054DmwIYQ/s400/110128-185815.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568566797030638450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i ate too much fries, i am gonna blow!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUeGAHoaQTI/AAAAAAAAA4c/4PCJFwyvKqk/s1600/110128-185834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUeGAHoaQTI/AAAAAAAAA4c/4PCJFwyvKqk/s400/110128-185834.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568566800873570610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aiyoo, act cute gila! hahahah&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUeGAd4_pJI/AAAAAAAAA4k/CMekeTfvw9g/s1600/163894_188072807889595_100000606310606_571933_7350667_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUeGAd4_pJI/AAAAAAAAA4k/CMekeTfvw9g/s400/163894_188072807889595_100000606310606_571933_7350667_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568566806848709778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;xin yi - dun come near me!&lt;br /&gt;me - yum , ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;zoe - i m the normal one here.. haha&lt;br /&gt;mugi - peekaboo!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUeGAruQMfI/AAAAAAAAA4s/7Nr6Krxq4qI/s1600/165378_188072837889592_100000606310606_571934_6520372_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUeGAruQMfI/AAAAAAAAA4s/7Nr6Krxq4qI/s400/165378_188072837889592_100000606310606_571934_6520372_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568566810561753586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUeGA_m5eMI/AAAAAAAAA40/ojUlp58m0Io/s1600/165718_188072871222922_100000606310606_571935_6089429_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUeGA_m5eMI/AAAAAAAAA40/ojUlp58m0Io/s400/165718_188072871222922_100000606310606_571935_6089429_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568566815899613378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me -i smell sumting smelly..&lt;br /&gt;xin yi - yawn!&lt;br /&gt;zoe - look at me, i say look at me!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUeJW4aN5yI/AAAAAAAAA48/iPxYIVXARYo/s1600/180710_188072977889578_100000606310606_571940_3356621_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUeJW4aN5yI/AAAAAAAAA48/iPxYIVXARYo/s400/180710_188072977889578_100000606310606_571940_3356621_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568570490459383586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we all look like salted fish except for mugiman! he looks like a live fish.. hahahah&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUeJXWLiERI/AAAAAAAAA5E/esPBWhqqEdo/s1600/180522_188072951222914_100000606310606_571938_758378_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUeJXWLiERI/AAAAAAAAA5E/esPBWhqqEdo/s400/180522_188072951222914_100000606310606_571938_758378_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568570498450854162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok, i look abnormal here.. so is mugi! xinyi can't belive i did tat face and zoe with her look at me face again! gagagaga&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUeJXqtaV3I/AAAAAAAAA5M/xZ6PEqTYXY8/s1600/179086_188072927889583_100000606310606_571937_3132039_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUeJXqtaV3I/AAAAAAAAA5M/xZ6PEqTYXY8/s400/179086_188072927889583_100000606310606_571937_3132039_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568570503961663346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok, we look weird especially mugi! hhahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a picture worth a thousand words, well . i just ruin my image ! hax&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-3279765982968555568?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3279765982968555568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=3279765982968555568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/3279765982968555568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/3279765982968555568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/macroom-blast.html' title='Macroom blast!'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUeC3wn2wTI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Rxu_oWA4_i4/s72-c/110128-184258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-499504160002118554</id><published>2011-01-30T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T08:39:17.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>28 Jan 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;when to taylors early in the morning, like normal bout 7.30 reach, went to my aunty's shop, no not to makan, dun always think i makan makan oni k? hahahaha... any ways when i just reach, my aunty was really shocked to see me there so early, den as i was talking to her, all of a sudden she said to a table full of guys.&lt;br /&gt;aunty : boy boy u rite? wat's ur name?&lt;br /&gt;frens - ivan ( i think)&lt;br /&gt;aunty - he was asking bout u since this morning, he wants to noe u..&lt;br /&gt;me - ( look at ivan and smiled arkwardly) hi...&lt;br /&gt;ivan - ( smiled at me politely)&lt;br /&gt;workers -( gang up together look at me mischieviously)&lt;br /&gt;i ended up walking to the cash register silently.. so paiseh man! hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;lol, i gt a few smses and calles from frens. Kugan! MANN WEI! and WEI ZHUANG! they called from NS tru the pay phone and i gotta tell u i love them for that! den i continued working till like about 2 and i can tell u, i was busy, ppl kacau me and stuff lol.. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;den i went to the library and on9 fb..&lt;br /&gt;damn.. so many wishes.. its about 300 wishes.. and let me tell u 3/4 of it, i dun even noe who la. anyways i showed gratitude to them and stuff and class starts at 3. gladys gav a an awesome monkey thingy which was so cute and binny gave me a purse like thingy jeans thingy. very adorable and we went to the lecture theatre. and there we met up with the others, and ZZ gave me a very elegant bracelet! &lt;3 it.&lt;br /&gt;they actually sang a BD song to me in the room and everybody followed T^T i was so embarassed but nonetheless gotta love them and the strawberry that started it! even my lecturer was like Oh its ur bd, happy bd and stuff. and after the one hour class they celebrated my bd! i &lt;3 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUWSsUSF83I/AAAAAAAAA2E/Y5Fw50dE_cA/s1600/169037_188054287891447_100000606310606_571722_2043524_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUWSsUSF83I/AAAAAAAAA2E/Y5Fw50dE_cA/s400/169037_188054287891447_100000606310606_571722_2043524_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568017804369982322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;although i dun eat cakes, but i had to eat this one, it was filled with love! hahah.. i made 3 wishes and told them 2, lol, and i actually bite off the candle T^T hahaha.. and XY put cream on me, and well revenge is sweet ! hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUWSsddVVKI/AAAAAAAAA2M/bfauVpL2K0g/s1600/167044_497195953580_569908580_6285833_5603670_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUWSsddVVKI/AAAAAAAAA2M/bfauVpL2K0g/s400/167044_497195953580_569908580_6285833_5603670_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568017806833046690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the beautiful ZZ!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUWSssx2sFI/AAAAAAAAA2U/5KiqRGk6Abc/s1600/165103_188064237890452_100000606310606_571779_6761897_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUWSssx2sFI/AAAAAAAAA2U/5KiqRGk6Abc/s400/165103_188064237890452_100000606310606_571779_6761897_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568017810945650770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the not-yet-whole-gang-but-almost-full gang! hahahah&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to the library to on9 again and macroom!&lt;br /&gt;i'll post macroom in another blog.. for now chao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-499504160002118554?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/499504160002118554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=499504160002118554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/499504160002118554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/499504160002118554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/28-jan-2011.html' title='28 Jan 2011'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUWSsUSF83I/AAAAAAAAA2E/Y5Fw50dE_cA/s72-c/169037_188054287891447_100000606310606_571722_2043524_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-5779068268700920418</id><published>2011-01-28T02:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T07:42:10.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empire! sshhh, u all very noisy!</title><content type='html'>that day i went out with my frens here in taylors, i noe i noe, i've whined saying how i m scared i couldn;t get frens, scared to be alone in that school,, and of course i am very lucky and blessed, dat i have found a group of ppl i can actually be comfortable in, n din have to change my self at all to fit into this group.. that's a blessing! believe me! After mr winston's class we went to the library, den a bunch of us went to the library to on9 and stuff hahah, den we waited for the bus for like 30 minutes or so, we had a blast waiting and off we go to empire by bus den by foot.. T^T anyways, we reached our destination.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUWDYybwfbI/AAAAAAAAA1k/bDrp7dWXLc0/s1600/166369_1496151497793_1654277974_1119774_2397935_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUWDYybwfbI/AAAAAAAAA1k/bDrp7dWXLc0/s400/166369_1496151497793_1654277974_1119774_2397935_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568000976191782322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;makan! kat reLex. dun ask, i dun noe also..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUWDZJndJlI/AAAAAAAAA1s/d7gBgr2OOww/s1600/167148_1496145857652_1654277974_1119751_5490794_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUWDZJndJlI/AAAAAAAAA1s/d7gBgr2OOww/s400/167148_1496145857652_1654277974_1119751_5490794_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568000982414861906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yes, we are ladies, we shop! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUWDZUlxXBI/AAAAAAAAA10/Wl0CwtCm8f8/s1600/179816_1496156977930_1654277974_1119797_1262580_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUWDZUlxXBI/AAAAAAAAA10/Wl0CwtCm8f8/s400/179816_1496156977930_1654277974_1119797_1262580_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568000985360587794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yes we are still in the shopping mall and yes the two girls at the back , they painted their nails in the shopping mall..hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-389c99f2c252b0d5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D389c99f2c252b0d5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331114374%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4709E279F6D993697FC80AEE7145C5AE8753E14F.3D501C1DC44CBC3378B86AE6B6239716A6A91C63%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D389c99f2c252b0d5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFm04Qygvys7adf5LgegvgOKPGpY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D389c99f2c252b0d5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331114374%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4709E279F6D993697FC80AEE7145C5AE8753E14F.3D501C1DC44CBC3378B86AE6B6239716A6A91C63%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D389c99f2c252b0d5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFm04Qygvys7adf5LgegvgOKPGpY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end it was a great day.. and after this, we went back to my place and checked out iranian fishes.. hahahahaha.. Zoe kept singing " break break break ur heart" , and ZZ and i were like i am gonna break break break ur neck! hahhaha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUWGYHS7qgI/AAAAAAAAA18/s4cyYycpGUI/s1600/166386_1496158217961_1654277974_1119801_3571768_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUWGYHS7qgI/AAAAAAAAA18/s4cyYycpGUI/s400/166386_1496158217961_1654277974_1119801_3571768_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568004263146924546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-5779068268700920418?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5779068268700920418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=5779068268700920418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/5779068268700920418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/5779068268700920418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/empire-sshhh-u-all-very-noisy.html' title='Empire! sshhh, u all very noisy!'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TUWDYybwfbI/AAAAAAAAA1k/bDrp7dWXLc0/s72-c/166369_1496151497793_1654277974_1119774_2397935_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-2295075811181181980</id><published>2011-01-22T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T22:32:10.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no worries!</title><content type='html'>i hav already settled down.. getting use to every thing here now.. even sien oso sien till numb d.. hahahaha.. but i love working for my aunt in taylors.. that day was the happiest day of my life.. and my aunt actually pulled me and say i'll find a boyfriend for u here.. HAhahaahaHAHA! so funny la.. she said this guy ok la, dat guy very hensem la, this guy very nice la.. wa, like buying vege in the market, so many choices but not every vege i like to eat kn? hahahah.. any ways, thx to ur love and support, i am back! hahahahha..  update when i am free!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-2295075811181181980?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2295075811181181980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=2295075811181181980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/2295075811181181980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/2295075811181181980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/no-worries.html' title='no worries!'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-5975917834032715885</id><published>2011-01-17T02:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T03:01:27.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i survived!</title><content type='html'>guys, thx for ur concern and care and ur messages..  am fine now.. thx to u guys...&lt;br /&gt; today was orientation day, and man it is tiring.. took some pics here and there.. some of my seniors are really really nice, and some are just plain snobs.. lol.. not here to bad mouth them, i am tired after long day of walking here and there.. for real. Taylor is so damn big la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i made some new frens, jia yi, amy, rachel, gladys.. they are really nice.. so guys don't worry! and no, i din forget u guys! love and kisses!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-5975917834032715885?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5975917834032715885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=5975917834032715885' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/5975917834032715885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/5975917834032715885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-survived.html' title='i survived!'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-5324334266346167655</id><published>2011-01-15T22:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T22:48:16.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cry baby cry</title><content type='html'>since i've been in KL. i have been crying non stop at night, in the dark alone i don't know why.. maybe its hormones, well its that time of month again i guess. LOL.. but its really sad here at night, non stop crying, i cry when i eat, the vege aunty looking at me one kind d, the cry when i take a shower, it's really just a waste of water since my tears most probably cleaned me, and i cry my self to sleep, that's the only perks, as i have hard time sleeping at night. i've been cleaning my house for days, and it just doesn;t look clean to me, i just gave up being maria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the morning, i get energize as i get to go to the gym , but due to lack of clothes, i have to skip a few days, lol, i have to buy more clothes, i was so eager to look good in college, little did i noe, i did not bring much tshirt, and by not much, i meants 2. great? lol... gotta go buy later..//. after noon, i usually go the old town to go on9, but the ppl here talk weird, they are not local but i am not racist, i just don't understand, and when i m excited to chat with my friends, i am pretty sure that, the ppl here are looking at me one kind like : " i think this girl is crazy, she's smiling to herself " lol much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i am very happy tat tomoro i hav my orientation, but i really am afraid i can't make friends, i am not really friendly , open-minded man, lol, i am so scared.. but i'll keep u updated after my orientation, if i have the time and energy to walk to old town, wish me luck u guys.. love you guys.. muax!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                          sincerely yours , Joyce!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-5324334266346167655?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5324334266346167655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=5324334266346167655' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/5324334266346167655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/5324334266346167655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/cry-baby-cry_15.html' title='cry baby cry'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-7716012472370476723</id><published>2011-01-14T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T22:15:56.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>taylor!</title><content type='html'>gonna go in taylor d! so excited! really excited! meanwhile waiting, i m actually stuck here,so so so bored... nothing to do. literally, no astro to be watched. hahhaha.. anyways, i have sumting for u guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MASTER BEDROOM FOR RENT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;CASA TIARA&lt;/span&gt;, BESIDE E-TIARA WHICH IS BESIDE SUBANG AVENUE AGAIN BESIDE CARREFOUR PLUS ITS BESIDE SUBANG PARADE..&lt;br /&gt;MASTER BEDROOM GOT AIRCON, CABINET AND BED LO, AND BATHROOM.. THE WATER AND ELECTRIC BILL WE PAY.. SO INTERESTED PLEASE CONTACT ME VIA EMAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;joyceat_1993@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thx... muax guys.. love u guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-7716012472370476723?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7716012472370476723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=7716012472370476723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/7716012472370476723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/7716012472370476723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/taylor.html' title='taylor!'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-4307125252557079454</id><published>2011-01-09T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T06:13:18.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad.. y ? bcoz..</title><content type='html'>i am leaving you guys! no not like Jason , he go scotland.. I wanna go to, he owes me a volkswaagen.. wakakakakak.. anyways, i am just going to KL, which is quite far, and scary.. for a girl like me... so sad.. i am going to leave sp on the 15, till then i still hav sometime to kill here.. hahaha.. lol.. i hav nothing to do to b honest..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-4307125252557079454?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4307125252557079454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=4307125252557079454' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/4307125252557079454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/4307125252557079454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/sad-y-bcoz.html' title='sad.. y ? bcoz..'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-7006239231854367838</id><published>2011-01-07T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T06:47:47.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My driving is excellent..</title><content type='html'>since lots of people can drive.. and alot of people sit my car, some of you complain about my bad driving habits, some , well they don't there say anything coz they noe very wisely that i am the one behind the wheels if u noe wat i mean. hahaha.. ok .. what horrid habits i hav u say.. we shall discuss it now..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSciGTompUI/AAAAAAAAA0c/nHZ58NwBwpI/s1600/call.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 156px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSciGTompUI/AAAAAAAAA0c/nHZ58NwBwpI/s400/call.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559449756757304642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok.. i don't talk like :" hi, no, u din. u bad girl, did u hear tat she broke up with him? NO, u di-n girl fren.. ".. i just merely answer it and say : " woi, aku driving ni! ".. ok, i'll just stop doing dat, even if i stop at the traffic light.. XD&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSciGk3QfII/AAAAAAAAA0k/-ebdh7ne5Z0/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSciGk3QfII/AAAAAAAAA0k/-ebdh7ne5Z0/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559449761382169730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok, dis i gotta admit, its wrong.. but i do it often.. sorry... dear grim reaper please don't come and find me TT ... i promise to not text and drive again.. so stop texting me if i m late, u guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSciG4EVc8I/AAAAAAAAA0s/an93_Yr_zHw/s1600/make%2Bup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSciG4EVc8I/AAAAAAAAA0s/an93_Yr_zHw/s400/make%2Bup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559449766537294786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok, i don't apply makeup on my face, really i don't... trust me.. i just comb my hair here and there.. look into the mirror once in a while , often.. hey, who noes maybe that guy i hav a crush on is beside my car? rite? ok, i'll stop that habit as well.. T^T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSciGxOQmeI/AAAAAAAAA00/A_AQb8mQcKc/s1600/scold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 183px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSciGxOQmeI/AAAAAAAAA00/A_AQb8mQcKc/s400/scold.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559449764699871714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;muahahahahahaha,.. dis i do often.. NO, not tat way like in this pic, if i do that, i m gonna get my self whacked.. lol. i sometimes say bad things, but not the usually thing guys say, i say things like damn, WTH, and stuff.. its not polite, and really am trying to control tat habit of mine, but i do that only when ... ( look down )&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSciHJgkQ8I/AAAAAAAAA08/Cnwet_qIJXA/s1600/traffic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 174px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSciHJgkQ8I/AAAAAAAAA08/Cnwet_qIJXA/s400/traffic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559449771219108802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this happens.. or, when some terrible driver, drives!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSclBp2T-NI/AAAAAAAAA1E/7cqW-w1MMCg/s1600/eat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSclBp2T-NI/AAAAAAAAA1E/7cqW-w1MMCg/s400/eat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559452975355918546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lol.. i don't do tat! HA! so that's a bad habit of mine, and i am warning u guys who are going to sit my car, dun u ever dare eat in my car, or else .. ... ... u are walking.. i m too lazy to clean my car.. hehehe&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSclB2QReXI/AAAAAAAAA1M/Lzo3xrDLXys/s1600/too%2Bclose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 177px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSclB2QReXI/AAAAAAAAA1M/Lzo3xrDLXys/s400/too%2Bclose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559452978686032242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dis i don't do.. when stopping at the traffic light, the distance between my car and the car in front can fit a kancil, even a myvi.. trust me.. hahaha.. but others just love to tail gate my car !! i dun noe if u like my car, or me la, but seriously one day if u come so close to my car, i am going to reverse it! lol.. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSclB7dsT3I/AAAAAAAAA1U/sjfu6oEGBTM/s1600/drift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSclB7dsT3I/AAAAAAAAA1U/sjfu6oEGBTM/s400/drift.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559452980084494194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok, this drifting rite, erm i seldom, erm, occasionally, i think sometimes, or frequently, ok la always can not? do it.. hahaha.. wat can i say, i am an excellent but dangerous driver? hehehehe.. ok ok, i'll stop tat too.. hmpmhh.. ble.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise to stop all this terrible habits! so newbie drivers, dun learn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-7006239231854367838?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7006239231854367838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=7006239231854367838' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/7006239231854367838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/7006239231854367838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-driving-is-excellent.html' title='My driving is excellent..'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSciGTompUI/AAAAAAAAA0c/nHZ58NwBwpI/s72-c/call.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-749368064319245206</id><published>2011-01-04T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T23:12:20.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hasta la vista  2010, hello 2011..</title><content type='html'>ok .. 2010 was a real magical year.. no doubt so many things happened..,  mostly unhappy.. but i came through .. hahahaha.. i feel tat i am all grown up now, but not fully yet.. hahahah.. and this year made me learnt alot, the choices i took, the chances i missed.. things that i should and shouldn't hav done.. but no use regretting anymore rite.. lets start saying goodbyes..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSQMuR8DIvI/AAAAAAAAAxM/fHSvXmeGaxk/s1600/22338_269841019757_797664757_3155554_5566875_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSQMuR8DIvI/AAAAAAAAAxM/fHSvXmeGaxk/s400/22338_269841019757_797664757_3155554_5566875_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558581829310817010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kem waja diri - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;no more bullying ppl of younger, same or older age.. hahaha.. lol much.. i may still hav that chance but its only when i am invited as the fasi JEMPUTAN.. hahhahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSQMuo9qSxI/AAAAAAAAAxU/PcA_Uaauh-s/s1600/kwd%2B182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSQMuo9qSxI/AAAAAAAAAxU/PcA_Uaauh-s/s400/kwd%2B182.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558581835491592978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;sukan tara &lt;/span&gt;- no more fighting for my SULTAN!!! sultan hwaiting, once a sultan always a sultan.. am proud i was the pengerusi this year!!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSQMumN4OLI/AAAAAAAAAxc/YMs0v8u29VA/s1600/22338_314056024757_797664757_3314497_887768_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSQMumN4OLI/AAAAAAAAAxc/YMs0v8u29VA/s400/22338_314056024757_797664757_3314497_887768_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558581834754308274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;CNY celebration&lt;/span&gt; - gonna miss the crazy time, where we gambled lol.. hahahaha.. i seem to win alot this year, and lost it all again. hahaha.. gambling was never my thing. hahaha &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSQMu-USHiI/AAAAAAAAAxk/sB3BW5Evjtc/s1600/28094_399323099757_797664757_3903060_4399565_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSQMu-USHiI/AAAAAAAAAxk/sB3BW5Evjtc/s400/28094_399323099757_797664757_3903060_4399565_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558581841223622178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;hari guru&lt;/span&gt; - hahahah,.. no i din sing.. its just for show.. lol.. gagagagag... we planned a little of it... it was fun.. hahahaha... had a great time here.. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSQMvaXUPEI/AAAAAAAAAxs/NIvnMvcqZJA/s1600/28544_398262784757_797664757_3884308_5471761_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSQMvaXUPEI/AAAAAAAAAxs/NIvnMvcqZJA/s400/28544_398262784757_797664757_3884308_5471761_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558581848752536642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Hari koko&lt;/span&gt; - it was a little early , ok alot early.. not tat fun i guess coz no body was fully prepared.. but its ok la.. hahaha..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSQQOBRku9I/AAAAAAAAAx0/hBXfiYA3Z6c/s1600/DSCN6930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSQQOBRku9I/AAAAAAAAAx0/hBXfiYA3Z6c/s400/DSCN6930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558585673128393682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;relay carnival &lt;/span&gt;- something new for all of us ... oo and Marcello vinci.. hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSQQO-g86YI/AAAAAAAAAx8/F6FTVjHf1UQ/s1600/DSCN6760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSQQO-g86YI/AAAAAAAAAx8/F6FTVjHf1UQ/s400/DSCN6760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558585689567455618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;KUPIMPIN&lt;/span&gt; - what i love to do!!!! muahahahhhahahahhahaha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSQQPG5SCwI/AAAAAAAAAyE/QnldvluXTlY/s1600/DSCN7286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSQQPG5SCwI/AAAAAAAAAyE/QnldvluXTlY/s400/DSCN7286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558585691816987394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;RAYA&lt;/span&gt; - syok oo.... went to nasha's house.. 1 MALAYSIA MAN!!! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSQQPE2Gl5I/AAAAAAAAAyM/0w0O_B6GSo4/s1600/73140_1697683241047_1206847400_1968865_5218687_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSQQPE2Gl5I/AAAAAAAAAyM/0w0O_B6GSo4/s400/73140_1697683241047_1206847400_1968865_5218687_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558585691266783122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;majlis penghargaan&lt;/span&gt; - lol, vain moments indeed hahahahah... lol man.. we weren't the most hardworking bunch.. but at least we did work.. hahaha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSQQPhPq9OI/AAAAAAAAAyU/T7_Qm5bGOdo/s1600/DSCN7557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSQQPhPq9OI/AAAAAAAAAyU/T7_Qm5bGOdo/s400/DSCN7557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558585698890216674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;last day of school&lt;/span&gt; - hahhahhaha.. gonna really miss 5SN2!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;6UM reunion&lt;/span&gt; - din hav a pic.. but i really love the fact i went.. met so many old frens b4 we set for different directions in life.. the ppl we talked to , and played with b4 we grew and turn away from our childhood frens.. lol.. so deep hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSQR0h_oPbI/AAAAAAAAAyc/h2WeePwJ1I0/s1600/68294_1575917070625_1016520587_31295012_6082936_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSQR0h_oPbI/AAAAAAAAAyc/h2WeePwJ1I0/s400/68294_1575917070625_1016520587_31295012_6082936_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558587434258152882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;IGNITE&lt;/span&gt; - in penang.. met a bunch of really fun ppl.. really enjoyed my self alot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSQR0ra8BPI/AAAAAAAAAyk/_Vku6p_huLM/s1600/167674_489053587837_683057837_5888949_501196_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSQR0ra8BPI/AAAAAAAAAyk/_Vku6p_huLM/s400/167674_489053587837_683057837_5888949_501196_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558587436788614386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;sleepovers and shopping&lt;/span&gt; - alot of those lately.. hahahah.. dun noe why , but had a great time... we manage to finish village mall, central square , gurney , and queensbay, next stop MIDVALLEY.. hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-749368064319245206?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/749368064319245206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=749368064319245206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/749368064319245206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/749368064319245206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/hasta-la-vista-2010-hello-2011.html' title='hasta la vista  2010, hello 2011..'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSQMuR8DIvI/AAAAAAAAAxM/fHSvXmeGaxk/s72-c/22338_269841019757_797664757_3155554_5566875_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-6469747698132559883</id><published>2011-01-02T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T05:43:40.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>story for a 4 year old boy..</title><content type='html'>when i was at PK's house, she had a 4 year old brother.. that morning her dad took us makan , and he sat in the same car as us... lol... he asked me to tell him a story.. this is wat happen ..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jet ( his name ) : jie jie, tell me a story..&lt;br /&gt;me : ok, my chinese very bad can i speak english?&lt;br /&gt;jet : cannot, i dun understand.. tell me cinderella&lt;br /&gt;me : ok lo.. once upon a time, this girl is a maid, mom died, she got step mom and 2 step sister and.. ...&lt;br /&gt;sc : no la, her mom died, only bcame maid..&lt;br /&gt;me: anything la, same one la.&lt;br /&gt;jet : then the old lady come out and gav her poison to drink and she faint.. the 7 dwarfs very sad..&lt;br /&gt;me : ok, den snow white was place in a glass box&lt;br /&gt;sc : no la, tat's sleeping beauty la..&lt;br /&gt;pk: same one la, both oso got, sleeping beauty sleep on a bed la..&lt;br /&gt;jet : then the prince come and kiss and they live happy ever after,&lt;br /&gt;sc, pk me: every time one la.. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;jet : tell me bout snow white..&lt;br /&gt;me : that was snow white&lt;br /&gt;jet ; tell me bout snow white..&lt;br /&gt;me : ok, snow white was taking water from the well, then ..&lt;br /&gt;jet : ultraman was hurt, the blue one, the red one up in the sky fighting bad guys..&lt;br /&gt;me : lol.. ok, den blue ultraman drink the water snow white gave him, and he was healed.. den gozilla came and attack, the ultramen fight together.. after tat spider man come and help them, suddenly the joker came out and throw cards at him, so super man came and use his xray vision and defeated the joker, he feel in love with wonder and batman eating maggie mee.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a 4 year old can do to u.. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-6469747698132559883?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6469747698132559883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=6469747698132559883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/6469747698132559883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/6469747698132559883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/story-for-4-year-old-boy.html' title='story for a 4 year old boy..'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-1305258559964876777</id><published>2011-01-02T04:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T05:18:41.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>penang oh penang</title><content type='html'>my frens and i went penang on friday 31 dec.. shopping.. queensbay.. hahaha... m so tired.. i literally sweep the whole of qb, and only bought pants.. T.T so sad..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSB0wxxgWUI/AAAAAAAAAw8/j7JCH3dLw_0/s1600/166868_490189972837_683057837_5909709_1881622_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSB0wxxgWUI/AAAAAAAAAw8/j7JCH3dLw_0/s400/166868_490189972837_683057837_5909709_1881622_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557570321518713154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the was the bus back to sp.. lol.. what am i looking at? hahahah.. sp bus is still the best bus y? rapid penang made my stomach vomit from the inside.. the bus driver crazy one.. lol.. hahaha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSB0wf7zvgI/AAAAAAAAAwk/ZYxzqanPiRU/s1600/163019_490190177837_683057837_5909719_3614201_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSB0wf7zvgI/AAAAAAAAAwk/ZYxzqanPiRU/s400/163019_490190177837_683057837_5909719_3614201_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557570316730088962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we sat the ferry, i am so proud of my self.. i am not that whinny girl anymore.. hahah.. the wind is really chilly.. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSB4E_rJDjI/AAAAAAAAAxE/7nKTsB4Y7og/s1600/DSC00002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSB4E_rJDjI/AAAAAAAAAxE/7nKTsB4Y7og/s400/DSC00002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557573967382384178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the only good thing about having a guy with u on ur shopping spree, the carry ur stuffs.. but that was not what i had in mind.. LOL much.. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSB0whkomSI/AAAAAAAAAw0/CmsOCLmhTNE/s1600/39459_490190587837_683057837_5909736_7006001_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSB0whkomSI/AAAAAAAAAw0/CmsOCLmhTNE/s400/39459_490190587837_683057837_5909736_7006001_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557570317169760546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lets start our quest ! shopping!come now guys, put a smiley face on.. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSB0woTbAfI/AAAAAAAAAws/KHtHBedPG0w/s1600/163827_490191937837_683057837_5909804_1932748_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSB0woTbAfI/AAAAAAAAAws/KHtHBedPG0w/s400/163827_490191937837_683057837_5909804_1932748_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557570318976614898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok we took a shopping break once in a while.. queensbay is not actually a small mall k? lol.. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSB0wCtZx1I/AAAAAAAAAwc/0D3F4VFEPnc/s1600/166215_490192307837_683057837_5909823_1072018_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSB0wCtZx1I/AAAAAAAAAwc/0D3F4VFEPnc/s400/166215_490192307837_683057837_5909823_1072018_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557570308885038930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;JY : lol, finish everyshop d so sien,.. no where to shop liao..&lt;br /&gt;sc : hmm, i wonder how much i spend just now...&lt;br /&gt;Me : i think i better sms ppl telling them i shop from 10 to 5, and i've actually complete qb, mission complete..&lt;br /&gt;SL : where haven i shop yet, i m looking i'm looking , i'm looking.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tat's pretty much.. but it aint over .. the girls and i went to pk's house for a happy time.. BBQ!!! Although i cant eat much.. hahaha but neways, i was great...&lt;br /&gt;but we were all tired, we moved like zombies.. hahahaha... sleep at 2 woke up at 10.. had a sleepover.. sumbody went home without brushing her teeth and taking a bath, no it aint me.. lol.. hahaha... guess la! Pk drove me back home bout 3 sumting, help babysit her young bro.. so fun..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-1305258559964876777?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1305258559964876777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=1305258559964876777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/1305258559964876777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/1305258559964876777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/penang-oh-penang.html' title='penang oh penang'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TSB0wxxgWUI/AAAAAAAAAw8/j7JCH3dLw_0/s72-c/166868_490189972837_683057837_5909709_1881622_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-2191970886408380638</id><published>2010-12-26T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T07:08:30.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a 6UM reunion.. it was the bomb..</title><content type='html'>6UM????!!! no , yes but no... no i am not twelve, and yes its a reunion of the people who were in that class and no not all were there still it was good...&lt;br /&gt;at first we were like real scared of not being able to communicate, can't talk , talking in packs.. but the night started and ended well at least for me..&lt;br /&gt;i went there fetching ZM and SL.. and went there, din noe how to park my car, and made a fool out of my self neways, JH had to help me park, malunya i.. ahahaha.. neways, we started eating.. and i sat down and talked to my old best fren chu hui and we talked so happy and really 5 years apart din do any harm to us wat so ever.. That's wat i've been hoping for.. when we saw HZ, ok i am not going to lie to u, we thought that he really turn good looking hahahah.. at least ZM and I tot so, SL was like where got, and we were like got la, so handsome, how he turn so handsome, wei he talked to me le just now, and all sorts when i was fetching them home.. hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;neways, met WS and i was definitely tested, it was so hard to talk to him , feel like vomiting blood hahahah.. and of course shelhiel too.. lol, so kid like.. hahahah.. and i dun noe wat happen i was like i like 6 packs, and ask RY and WS Shelhiel gt not, then they were like ohw, wah, wow.. and ask him to come and actually intended to pull up his shirt.. T.T i dun wan see la and i din see thank god hahahahaha... now the world thinks i m perverted.. the boys gone wild.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;it was a fun day ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-2191970886408380638?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2191970886408380638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=2191970886408380638' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/2191970886408380638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/2191970886408380638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2010/12/6um-reunion-it-was-bomb.html' title='a 6UM reunion.. it was the bomb..'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-7678419473888210294</id><published>2010-12-26T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T03:21:47.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a church and a camp..</title><content type='html'>okay b4 u get confused, i am buddhist... that day dongsaeng phoned me, asking me to go to this church camp,, at first to b honest i din wanna go , coz u noe la, like bo ngam.. i felt reluctant... but in the end, bcoz i tot of spending time with her, so i said yes.. see i am not always selfish.. alrite back to my story.. muahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;at first i went to dongsaeng's house, ate and everything we went to penang str8.. alright.. i was in the car and my body was so numb.. we can't find the place and luckily we found it.. it was ok la.. at least we had air con.. neways, we met a lot of ppl i was glad i went at that time.. so many ppl.. den i got the same group as SEG and dongsaeng , along with Eddy, Cat, Adam, Sherise, Nitya, Sean, PL, Abby.. wow, one big happy family.. hahahah.. Eddy is the dad, i m the mom, Adam's the child, Abby's the child's wife.. hahaha.. lol.. later u'll know why.. neways, during night time, there's this session " ignite"... ok , for sumbody who is not from the christian society, i was in shocked of wat happened.. ok, this pastor was so hilarious, so funny taught us about the bible, and i was really fascinated by the bible,  i even read it when dongsaeng was doing her morning prayers.. so after the talk, she prayed for them, so to my shock was that some cried, some fell down, i was in shocked but some frens explained to me. so after that we went for supper, just beside.. lol.. its expensive man..&lt;br /&gt;the next day started with devotion time for me, it was ok, then games and so on and so forth, i aint gonna bore u with my stories and no pics rite? hahah.. ok.. moving on.. alrite, there's this guy, who to me looks alot like a 20+ year old guy, den some body hit me in the face and told me he was 16,... hahahahaha... wei, bad guessing i guessed... lol.. hahaha neways, we had our ignite ur talent moment, where we did dramas and danced.. ok , no laughing i danced.. hahahaha.. lol.. so embarassed.. lol.. back to me again wakakakakka.. i went to eat again with dongsaeng and went to buy a gift for my mom, for her bd.. and so this guy was like rm 25, i was like so expensive, x mau la...&lt;br /&gt;guy : ok, u bagitau u nak berapa?&lt;br /&gt;J : hmm, lol, u nak bg i free x?&lt;br /&gt;guy : x bleh la, nanti i bankgfurf... ( that's how he said it)... you nak berapa?&lt;br /&gt;J :hmm , u nak bg i berapa?&lt;br /&gt;guy : 23, i bg u rm2 discount..&lt;br /&gt;J ; masih mahal la.. x pa . i p dulu..&lt;br /&gt;Guy : u mau berapa?&lt;br /&gt;J : dongsaeng ar, how much just now that girl sell?&lt;br /&gt;Dongsaeng : rm 15..&lt;br /&gt;J oo, x pa la , i p dulu..&lt;br /&gt;Guy : u mau berapa ni?&lt;br /&gt;J : rm 10..&lt;br /&gt;Guy : x bleh la, i bankgurf..&lt;br /&gt;J : x pa la..&lt;br /&gt;Guy : i bagi rm 18&lt;br /&gt;J : rm 12&lt;br /&gt;Guy : rm 15&lt;br /&gt;J : rm 14..&lt;br /&gt;Guy rm 15..&lt;br /&gt;J: x pa la.&lt;br /&gt;Guy : ok la rm 14 ..&lt;br /&gt;J : ( in the heart ) muajahahahhahahahhahah&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRhrA65sAFI/AAAAAAAAAvk/rs5RLfK1M-o/s1600/67152_1652192779423_1075125556_31781910_3696759_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRhrA65sAFI/AAAAAAAAAvk/rs5RLfK1M-o/s400/67152_1652192779423_1075125556_31781910_3696759_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555307803916894290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my child.. Adam o adam.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRhrBmKZrlI/AAAAAAAAAwE/gPr_S6Ua02c/s1600/162783_1652201139632_1075125556_31781946_3189077_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRhrBmKZrlI/AAAAAAAAAwE/gPr_S6Ua02c/s400/162783_1652201139632_1075125556_31781946_3189077_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555307815529721426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fun day at the beach.. i look like some aunty taking her children to the beach. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRhrBNsg89I/AAAAAAAAAvs/xHNqT4Y49_w/s1600/68203_1575913910546_1016520587_31295003_104774_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRhrBNsg89I/AAAAAAAAAvs/xHNqT4Y49_w/s400/68203_1575913910546_1016520587_31295003_104774_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555307808961917906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he la yg i kata umur 20++.. ada badan seorang ballerina.. hahahaha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRhrBhS_k8I/AAAAAAAAAv8/Hie9UQtYmec/s1600/68294_1575917070625_1016520587_31295012_6082936_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRhrBhS_k8I/AAAAAAAAAv8/Hie9UQtYmec/s400/68294_1575917070625_1016520587_31295012_6082936_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555307814223582146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lol.. the whole family.. lol... BOF!! ball of FIRE ball of FIRE, FIRE FIRE BOOM BOOM POW!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRhrBbQsgrI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XUngnOgka28/s1600/68220_1575914510561_1016520587_31295005_1037597_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRhrBbQsgrI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XUngnOgka28/s400/68220_1575914510561_1016520587_31295005_1037597_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555307812603331250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i tot he was 18, give it up for ISAAC!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRhseP-9JaI/AAAAAAAAAwM/9cx5gYL_C3Q/s1600/166129_1652189139332_1075125556_31781903_6047045_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRhseP-9JaI/AAAAAAAAAwM/9cx5gYL_C3Q/s400/166129_1652189139332_1075125556_31781903_6047045_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555309407303968162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lol.. i look like sum egyptian person.. lol.. T.T &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRhseQkGG3I/AAAAAAAAAwU/SbvPMExr8HY/s1600/166145_1575917870645_1016520587_31295015_5875311_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRhseQkGG3I/AAAAAAAAAwU/SbvPMExr8HY/s400/166145_1575917870645_1016520587_31295015_5875311_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555309407459744626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we hav a reason for dressing weirdly .. we were tormented.. lol, for a game called dress up! lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f0ad30f69aab10e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=7678419473888210294' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/7678419473888210294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/7678419473888210294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2010/12/church-and-camp.html' title='a church and a camp..'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRhrA65sAFI/AAAAAAAAAvk/rs5RLfK1M-o/s72-c/67152_1652192779423_1075125556_31781910_3696759_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-42853343749436367</id><published>2010-12-26T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T06:48:23.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day of schooll... awwwww...</title><content type='html'>awwww... from the title we know that its a sad story.. hahahaha... ok, the good thing dall this is that no more dealing with dicipline, no more getting scared of getting caught.. no more atoms, molecules and ions, no more based on the observation and definitely no more novel yg telah saya kaji ialah novel .. .. yes!!!&lt;br /&gt;sounds fun and perfect .. No more school! but wat am i missing in the end?&lt;br /&gt;let's see how things go...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdObH3S8lI/AAAAAAAAAts/pBRGOJwUAN0/s1600/63612_485477067837_683057837_5830504_7165482_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdObH3S8lI/AAAAAAAAAts/pBRGOJwUAN0/s400/63612_485477067837_683057837_5830504_7165482_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554994893259207250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i am making it look like i cut my self,, hahaha see who would help me.. hahaha.. PK totally freaked out. hahahaha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdObrmMCQI/AAAAAAAAAuE/ZX--AzVeZ3I/s1600/154309_482920144550_650779550_5499141_4473780_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdObrmMCQI/AAAAAAAAAuE/ZX--AzVeZ3I/s400/154309_482920144550_650779550_5499141_4473780_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554994902851127554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdTU4r3IAI/AAAAAAAAAvU/zB8aAp8kmYc/s1600/DSCN7739.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hahaah,... ok cute rite? lol.. this is what we look like in class.. syok oo. hahaha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdObSpgi_I/AAAAAAAAAt0/njYxxopc5VQ/s1600/65852_482919864550_650779550_5499138_3416102_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdObSpgi_I/AAAAAAAAAt0/njYxxopc5VQ/s400/65852_482919864550_650779550_5499138_3416102_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554994896154168306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lol.. the best teacher ever had!!! love her... muax... we were supposed to help out others to arrange the chairs for SPM, but we were having more fun here.. hahaha.. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdObp0peAI/AAAAAAAAAuM/Z-JElQJLBDM/s1600/155006_1707124396502_1189806825_1931708_6721939_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdObp0peAI/AAAAAAAAAuM/Z-JElQJLBDM/s400/155006_1707124396502_1189806825_1931708_6721939_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554994902374905858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdObYIkbjI/AAAAAAAAAt8/a5711NYT28c/s1600/76380_459264923282_766043282_5610948_2757254_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdObYIkbjI/AAAAAAAAAt8/a5711NYT28c/s400/76380_459264923282_766043282_5610948_2757254_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554994897626623538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;time SPM when this pic was taken.. lama x jumpa, malu pulak. hahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdQ-y6DozI/AAAAAAAAAuU/UdtAs_E7ioE/s1600/156560_1707124276499_1189806825_1931707_8354541_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdQ-y6DozI/AAAAAAAAAuU/UdtAs_E7ioE/s400/156560_1707124276499_1189806825_1931707_8354541_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554997705132188466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;alot of history with this fren of mine.. she is the best... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdRAe3LAsI/AAAAAAAAAu0/bRQ1Ga-U_sM/s1600/DSCN7584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdRAe3LAsI/AAAAAAAAAu0/bRQ1Ga-U_sM/s400/DSCN7584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554997734111118018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wa, SL never take bath ke? so smelly.. hahaha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdRAPipNuI/AAAAAAAAAus/dK5-0scaq84/s1600/DSCN7563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdRAPipNuI/AAAAAAAAAus/dK5-0scaq84/s400/DSCN7563.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554997729998485218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust me when i say we argue alot.. a whole lot.. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdQ_-UudAI/AAAAAAAAAuk/DucMR2Rc7D0/s1600/DSCN7560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdQ_-UudAI/AAAAAAAAAuk/DucMR2Rc7D0/s400/DSCN7560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554997725376705538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but we love each other so much.. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdQ_dCuiyI/AAAAAAAAAuc/mfyPrWXXCSc/s1600/156223_181608211849231_100000001617455_659269_167885_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdQ_dCuiyI/AAAAAAAAAuc/mfyPrWXXCSc/s400/156223_181608211849231_100000001617455_659269_167885_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554997716442843938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she is one of the most beautiful teachers..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdTT2mHT_I/AAAAAAAAAu8/_BAduZQeuhU/s1600/DSCN7578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdTT2mHT_I/AAAAAAAAAu8/_BAduZQeuhU/s400/DSCN7578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555000265922793458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;x mau, aku cinta kelas 5 sn 2!!!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdTUi0sl5I/AAAAAAAAAvM/b4yJ3C1vE8g/s1600/DSCN7654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdTUi0sl5I/AAAAAAAAAvM/b4yJ3C1vE8g/s400/DSCN7654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555000277795116946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cikgu paling hensem!!! hehehee&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdTUFg4YyI/AAAAAAAAAvE/ZE_AGZUlnqQ/s1600/DSCN7590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdTUFg4YyI/AAAAAAAAAvE/ZE_AGZUlnqQ/s400/DSCN7590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555000269927375650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we were planning to do a ss501 pose from the pic.. rasa nya x jadi kut. hahaha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdTVEh0wzI/AAAAAAAAAvc/GEsgKD-xBFY/s1600/DSCN7545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdTVEh0wzI/AAAAAAAAAvc/GEsgKD-xBFY/s400/DSCN7545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555000286842766130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and in the end of the long long day, what's left is only memories we'll cherish forever more, the things we did, the fun we had, and the people we met.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-42853343749436367?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/42853343749436367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=42853343749436367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/42853343749436367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/42853343749436367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2010/12/last-day-of-schooll-awwwww.html' title='last day of schooll... awwwww...'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdObH3S8lI/AAAAAAAAAts/pBRGOJwUAN0/s72-c/63612_485477067837_683057837_5830504_7165482_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-6622331246350700797</id><published>2010-10-30T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T05:47:45.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>majlis Penghargaan!</title><content type='html'>Ok, my regrets .. sir asked us to do majlis penghargaan for this year, i din really like the idea is bcoz its our spm year, but in my little heart i can't deny it i had the feeling of wanting to do it. but well its over .. lets start shall i? its like this, hahaha.. we get to go back home early.. and i was to fetch Mimi home ...&lt;br /&gt;so its like this.. Zcho en was suppose to go back home with me and i managed to push SF ( a guy, No i dont hav a crush on him wat so eva, he is just a fren, haha ) anyways, to go home with me to at least take a bath ma.. I am NOT , i repeat NOT a prevert hahaha.. Amir and Naufal went out together with me, and they went into my car lol,.. i was so freaked out.. anyways, some buses blocked my car so i had to reverse out, i can't see the back so SF had to help me by directing from the back, i knew he was useful in someway hahah... anyways.. the annoying parts starts.. ZE sitting in the passanger's seat kept on changing the radio channel, again and again and again , while SF was like change that channel la, no that, no this.. I swear i was going to scream shut up.. After sending Mimi back home, i wasn't sure bout the road, but those two annoying ppl did not help at all, ZE said left, and SF said right, I was about to cry i swear haha.. Anyways, the police was on duty and SF was like OMG omg OMG police how OMG police.. It freaked me out like totally.. haha.. anyways i guessed i was too excited.. when i got back home , i just took the key to the engine off, and the car went back and SF was like u din pull the hand break, i realised i din even change the gear to park.. apart from those minor mistakes, i am an excellent driver ok? ghaha... lol.. den after everything done, i kept looking in the mirror and asking SF and ZE, m i beautiful ? ( i meant what i wore ).. they were like beautiful la beautiful la.. so not serious neways, i was so late + i hav to fetch mimi and cookie, den i knocked onto the stones in sp inn, so paiseh, an indian guy look at me one kind.. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;lolx... the majlis started without us.. hahaha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRc-3vS9JsI/AAAAAAAAAsM/tZYf7DsO-ho/s1600/DSCN7469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRc-3vS9JsI/AAAAAAAAAsM/tZYf7DsO-ho/s400/DSCN7469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554977792694494914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok, u can say it.. i look fat rite? haahha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRc-34ImS8I/AAAAAAAAAsU/qpVMfPzlfUI/s1600/40714_1492811473037_1016520587_31141231_7610091_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRc-34ImS8I/AAAAAAAAAsU/qpVMfPzlfUI/s400/40714_1492811473037_1016520587_31141231_7610091_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554977795066973122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;proudest moment - pengawas terbaik?! hahahha... lol, i shouldn't get it la.. hahahaha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRc-4oztKKI/AAAAAAAAAss/czBTPunBnoc/s1600/DSCN7476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRc-4oztKKI/AAAAAAAAAss/czBTPunBnoc/s400/DSCN7476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554977808132679842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so proud of my sister singing in front of everybody.. hahaha &lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRc-4WXw3uI/AAAAAAAAAsk/VcJB6Pljq-Q/s400/DSCN7462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554977803183644386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my fav teachers - cikgu akibi.. hahaha ..... He is one of the few teachers that hav fashion sense&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRc-3_LZJJI/AAAAAAAAAsc/1fw8cY2UCHI/s1600/67579_1696803299049_1206847400_1967352_4508222_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRc-3_LZJJI/AAAAAAAAAsc/1fw8cY2UCHI/s400/67579_1696803299049_1206847400_1967352_4508222_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554977796957742226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok we are vain ppl.. last memory ma.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdCWPtYrFI/AAAAAAAAAs0/QS5zs5Xqajo/s1600/36145_1697670480728_1206847400_1968819_4607990_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdCWPtYrFI/AAAAAAAAAs0/QS5zs5Xqajo/s400/36145_1697670480728_1206847400_1968819_4607990_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554981615326243922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok, as i said .. we r Vain!!! vanity is my name oo.. hahahahaha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdCWf5xb7I/AAAAAAAAAs8/PlY4weYU2w0/s1600/66634_1697684801086_1206847400_1968874_2412239_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdCWf5xb7I/AAAAAAAAAs8/PlY4weYU2w0/s400/66634_1697684801086_1206847400_1968874_2412239_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554981619673165746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he picked that spot coz he said he'll b surrounded by girls.. lol... hahaha he is rite&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdCWnHz4OI/AAAAAAAAAtE/bRM1reTkYxs/s1600/69731_1625718615916_1625059516_1496670_6978484_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdCWnHz4OI/AAAAAAAAAtE/bRM1reTkYxs/s400/69731_1625718615916_1625059516_1496670_6978484_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554981621611094242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we may look 17, hey we act like 10... but what the heck, we are still young at heart.. except awan.. hahaha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdCW3GhBlI/AAAAAAAAAtU/aW2hZAB0SEM/s1600/DSCN7458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdCW3GhBlI/AAAAAAAAAtU/aW2hZAB0SEM/s400/DSCN7458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554981625900631634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;te super junior crew.. ok, the good about being the assitant to the head prefect.. u get to use ur power to command juniors to dance sorry sorry.. haha... gud job guys.. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdCWkLxfXI/AAAAAAAAAtM/V3oI1X9LZE0/s1600/71742_1697688041167_1206847400_1968887_5501256_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdCWkLxfXI/AAAAAAAAAtM/V3oI1X9LZE0/s400/71742_1697688041167_1206847400_1968887_5501256_n%2B-%2BCopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554981620822408562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we are still one big happy family.. hahaha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdGvODPCSI/AAAAAAAAAtc/LvO9S9LFrJE/s1600/73140_1697683241047_1206847400_1968865_5218687_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdGvODPCSI/AAAAAAAAAtc/LvO9S9LFrJE/s400/73140_1697683241047_1206847400_1968865_5218687_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554986442424256802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ya we are all posers...!!!! hahahaha.. can u spot me?? &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdGvanb7hI/AAAAAAAAAtk/m6OaKoASfIM/s1600/DSCN7428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRdGvanb7hI/AAAAAAAAAtk/m6OaKoASfIM/s400/DSCN7428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554986445797322258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and that's how we ended things..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-6622331246350700797?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6622331246350700797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=6622331246350700797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/6622331246350700797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/6622331246350700797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2010/10/majlis-penghargaan.html' title='majlis Penghargaan!'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TRc-3vS9JsI/AAAAAAAAAsM/tZYf7DsO-ho/s72-c/DSCN7469.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-3363538607034250487</id><published>2010-10-07T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T09:04:22.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Korean wave !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TK3rkx-iuvI/AAAAAAAAArQ/DNkTjp44C5k/s1600/2PM%2B012211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TK3rkx-iuvI/AAAAAAAAArQ/DNkTjp44C5k/s400/2PM%2B012211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525331334976944882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2pm still in love with them!!! especially Nichkhun although "married ' to victoria from fx lol.. haha... love their songs - without you.. can't stop wont stop..&lt;br /&gt;and now a new one - still 2 pm.. the dance moves are killers.. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TK3rlLXEBkI/AAAAAAAAArY/VTLS_Qq0qjU/s1600/cnblue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TK3rlLXEBkI/AAAAAAAAArY/VTLS_Qq0qjU/s400/cnblue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525331341790676546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cn blue - they literally play their own music... yonghwa the leader is 'married" to Seohyun from snsd... wow they are so sweet... listen to their - love love love, i am a loner.. damn nice man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TK3rlGZ7XCI/AAAAAAAAArg/P0twZEvvwzY/s1600/DNA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 183px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TK3rlGZ7XCI/AAAAAAAAArg/P0twZEvvwzY/s400/DNA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525331340460514338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daeguknamah! - i just like that they look good hahahah.. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TK3rlmWt4CI/AAAAAAAAAro/utsb8kDizQ0/s1600/miss+A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 149px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TK3rlmWt4CI/AAAAAAAAAro/utsb8kDizQ0/s400/miss+A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525331349036982306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MISS A- my loves.. hahaha... ok.. i love them.. they can really portray sexy! hahhah.. the two in both ends are chinese from china.. and damn they are good... i recommend to u - bad girl , good girl and breathe... JYP shud b proud of them.. i especially love the pink haired girl... L.o.v.e her... omg.. haha... sexy over load man.. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TK3rl9u3ENI/AAAAAAAAArw/2YAP0y3xj6Y/s1600/super-junior-kyochon-chicken-2009-august-calendar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TK3rl9u3ENI/AAAAAAAAArw/2YAP0y3xj6Y/s400/super-junior-kyochon-chicken-2009-august-calendar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525331355312263378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i like SUPER JUNIOR since i saw kim hee chul, but i like donghae now.. he is cute and hhahaha - ness... they hav a lot of gud songs and to name a few - U, sorry sorry , it's you, boom boom, bonamana, So I... hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TK3uAf4G0WI/AAAAAAAAAr4/1-a2b-aXQpY/s1600/ffff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 177px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TK3uAf4G0WI/AAAAAAAAAr4/1-a2b-aXQpY/s400/ffff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525334010177704290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i like taemin coz i think he is cute and guess wat ? he is the same age as i and he has the fame of an A - list movie star,, so envious.!!!! but nonetheless he is cute... ring ding dong is gud.. lucifer for me its too noisy.. but its ok la.. haha...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TK3u7-iVlVI/AAAAAAAAAsA/tyzhcADh9-E/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TK3u7-iVlVI/AAAAAAAAAsA/tyzhcADh9-E/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525335032020178258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2Ne1 .. ok love their new style now.. i am liking the uniqueness manly girls... lol.. manly is too strong but u noe wat i mean, i hope.. haha.. their go away, clap ur hands, and can't nobody, will blow u off the roof.. they are the bomb.. trust me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here, farewell..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-3363538607034250487?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3363538607034250487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=3363538607034250487' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/3363538607034250487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/3363538607034250487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2010/10/korean-wave.html' title='Korean wave !!!'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TK3rkx-iuvI/AAAAAAAAArQ/DNkTjp44C5k/s72-c/2PM%2B012211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-5354766634315459732</id><published>2010-10-07T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T08:40:24.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>terrible mood!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TK3ntGKS77I/AAAAAAAAArA/fOFnBIY8ujI/s1600/shadowed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TK3ntGKS77I/AAAAAAAAArA/fOFnBIY8ujI/s400/shadowed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525327079787392946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok, ok i noe what u are thinking.. OMG how vain can this girl get! well.. alot more.. hahhaa.. neways that's not the point..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     i don't deny it i am having the worst mood ever now.. like if there is a competition for the worst moods in the history of of of forever, i would probably win first place for god knows how many years.. lol... I don't noe wat's wrong.. i am just so easily frustrated and people keep coming up to me saying hey u change, u ok? u seem moody.. and so on... its not that i am not grateful.. i am i am very grateful that u guys concern so much about me,... thank you ... but i am just i don noe really tired lately .. although i don't do anything.. but maybe its bcoz of this blasted weather... or bcoz of my new eating habit.. lol.. i am not sure.. hahah... i noe i scared some of u off, i noe i may go nuts sumtimes... may be the main reason is pressure due to studying,. but i hardly study.. i don't noe.. just feel like going away for a week... and maybe by then things will b ok... i am making an effort too k? hahha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    peace out!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TK3ppXRQInI/AAAAAAAAArI/D-_Exw8EQP0/s1600/I-love-myself-764180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TK3ppXRQInI/AAAAAAAAArI/D-_Exw8EQP0/s400/I-love-myself-764180.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525329214683751026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-5354766634315459732?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5354766634315459732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=5354766634315459732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/5354766634315459732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/5354766634315459732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2010/10/terrible-mood.html' title='terrible mood!'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TK3ntGKS77I/AAAAAAAAArA/fOFnBIY8ujI/s72-c/shadowed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-854080378118606314</id><published>2010-09-16T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T04:50:35.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RAYA! open house! first time.. haha</title><content type='html'>ok, today is Malaysia's day! is it correct? anyways, my fren had an open house and as a fren, of course la i went with my other frens as well.. but i din go directly, i went to cafe siam to meet up with the guys, so i won't sesat! hahah... it was dangerous on the road thx to DEV.en. hahah... he turn wrong, and everybody turn wrong, the rest motor never mind, car hard to U turn la.. haha.. anyways, we reached.. b4 that , this is how i dressed.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TJIACEXG5GI/AAAAAAAAApw/Gs6tvDQ2acc/s1600/DSCN7310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TJIACEXG5GI/AAAAAAAAApw/Gs6tvDQ2acc/s400/DSCN7310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517472529012679778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.so what u think? hahaha..&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TJIACyWVDdI/AAAAAAAAAp4/eXyE2BMhDOs/s1600/DSCN7280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TJIACyWVDdI/AAAAAAAAAp4/eXyE2BMhDOs/s400/DSCN7280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517472541357444562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is at nasha's house.. very cozy, we ate alot, got satay, chicken and mee! yum to the mee! .. sedap!!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TJIAEmJM0XI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/Sy34egK0XJU/s1600/DSCN7285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TJIAEmJM0XI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/Sy34egK0XJU/s400/DSCN7285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517472572440891762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my baju almost same like her's .. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was the only chinese, and deven was the only indian! really 1 malaysia man.. hhahaa..&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TJICIbyFlwI/AAAAAAAAAqY/gctw4GFe4G4/s1600/DSCN7283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TJICIbyFlwI/AAAAAAAAAqY/gctw4GFe4G4/s400/DSCN7283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517474837402326786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;chocolate cake nasha sedap.. yum... awan makan byk cake! satay!but for real, chocolate cake tu sedap sgt la.. even hafiz went to ask nasha beli ke buat sendiri.. haha... &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TJICJsVbswI/AAAAAAAAAqo/1Oqc648h4DE/s1600/DSCN7286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TJICJsVbswI/AAAAAAAAAqo/1Oqc648h4DE/s400/DSCN7286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517474859025412866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we din stay long there la, abis makan , chit chat a bit, talk bout piranha, and we cabut! hahaha.. went to pn norliah's house! jauh!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TJICKFoZDeI/AAAAAAAAAqw/Xq4NnrOf_tg/s1600/DSCN7288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TJICKFoZDeI/AAAAAAAAAqw/Xq4NnrOf_tg/s400/DSCN7288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517474865815817698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;makan lagi! hahaha... dat's y when i got back home, my kebaya was so damn tight.. haha.. the juice was nice.. that place of white white thing, is nasi sumting... add with the kuah nice.. i just knew.. thx kucai for explaining.. haha.. next time bawa la kuih p skol for me! with label... hahah&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TJICKkK9U0I/AAAAAAAAAq4/AWfp1ntYguo/s1600/DSCN7289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TJICKkK9U0I/AAAAAAAAAq4/AWfp1ntYguo/s400/DSCN7289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517474874013864770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after stuffing our selves, again.. haha.. we dh letih.. sleepy! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we said our gudbyes, and i went home, i almost couldn't y? coz i turn the wrong corner... i almost went to butter worth, T.T lucky me for looking at the signs, after phoning Hazmi who din angkat, i str8 U turn and pray that its the right road, and lucky me it was... if not, i would be phoning my mommy crying for help.. i am really going to ronda2 abit d.. hahaha .. join me la.. haha.. That's it for malaysia day raya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-854080378118606314?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/854080378118606314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=854080378118606314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/854080378118606314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/854080378118606314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2010/09/raya-open-house-first-time-haha.html' title='RAYA! open house! first time.. haha'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TJIACEXG5GI/AAAAAAAAApw/Gs6tvDQ2acc/s72-c/DSCN7310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-4671314175786754805</id><published>2010-09-12T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T21:02:45.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my sweat money! literally!</title><content type='html'>ok, so this girl came up to me in school and gave me a notice to work at &lt;3 &lt;3 place... so like i was like ok, working is a good experience for me... at least let me change my princess attitude.. ok, so during my trials i went to the toilet to phone this person and ask for the details and everything settle i say ok, but this time i went solo! i didn't go with my chinese gang nor malay gang.. just me !&lt;br /&gt;shocked? yup, even i shock my self sumtimes.. i am finally independent.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok , this lady phone me to confirm again a week b4 the function.. i hav to say sorry to her, u noe why? its was the holidays b4 raya k, cs was full of ppl and i was driving to find a parking space, but NO!! so i went to the opposite side, den more and more cars came, and andrew and grace kept on phoning me, so when the lady phoned : hello? .. i was like: haiyoo, what? ( frustrated) lady: ni JOyce ke? sini &lt;3&lt;3... i was like  oh sh!t... me : hi, ya ada apa? ( with my fake tone) hahaha.. den everything settle.. the day finally came!&lt;br /&gt;ok so i went to that place, and was like : miss saya ni part time,who should i go to? she was like : sat... den this guy came he was like : please go to talk to .. ... ... i was like huh? what kind of name is tat? fine, i went and guess wat ?&lt;br /&gt;they gave me a bow tie! wakakakak. so damn funny and i have to wear their vest... omg? i look i like a.. ... T.T anyways, i was definitely shocked that i was the only girl working at that place... really, i don't think that that job is a girl's job... so damn tiring... but hey, this just proves that i can do anything i set my mind to it rite? haha... den along side me was these 3 malay guys, whom i feel i've seen b4 but dunnoe where... ok, so hehehe.. i must talk first rite as i am the only one and they are a part of my team so i asked them wat was i to do... and everything den, we exchange names and so on la.. haha... this guy was sweet, he has a goatee though.. haha.. but anyways they help me out alot the whole time, almost spilled some gravvy on a guy but hahaha, nothing happened.. it was really a hard job, there were these myanmar workers.. and for the last time i am MALAYSIAN! ok? lol....&lt;br /&gt;            at the end, people were like good to me, i guess that's the perks for being the only girl in the whole staff for that function... and omg, those guests kept staring at me like i am a piece of meat, PEOPLE, i ain't no show girl ok? @#$% ... hahaha... one even said goodbye to me, omg ... crazy.. T.T hahaha... anyways we were all clearing tables by 11... and den got our daily salary..great! hahah... and this myanmar worker and his fren who speaks malay came to me while i was drinking water, and said - kawan saya ( the myanmar) nak tau nama awak. i just shook my head and all of a sudden my name is Sombong... not a bad name.. and the guy really told his frens i am Sombong... Hi, nice to meet u people, i change my name to sombong now.. wakakaka... anyways, he said that i was cute, lol... i was so tired tat time i was like thanks.. and he ask i ada bf x? i str8 away say ada2... sumtimes a little lie won't hurt rite? hahaha... everybody there likes smoking.. i stood quite far, and even the three nice malay boys... i was quite disappointed la... hahah... after my salary, i went home str8 .. online then sleep... now my whole body ache like hell.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-4671314175786754805?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4671314175786754805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=4671314175786754805' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/4671314175786754805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/4671314175786754805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-sweat-money-literally.html' title='my sweat money! literally!'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-1916930355176435245</id><published>2010-08-30T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T04:12:31.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my way to perfection...</title><content type='html'>ok, i noe to some of u out there i m not the type that want things to be perfect..  i am not the type to make everything beautiful.. but when it comes to things important to me, when it comes to my life , my stuff.. i am very particular in these things.. when i want something so damn badly, to make my life better, i'll do it till the end, but sadly there is not much that i feel the nid to do so... if u are good to me, and i feel that i want you in my life as a fren as my lover, as my gurdian as my anybody, i'll be there for u always, i'll ask u if u are ok, i'll ask u if u nid my help... but to those i don't feel the nid to do so, yes, i'll just smile at u, don't get me wrong, i'll still help u when u are in nid, when u feel the nid to talk, but my part i won't go to u, i won't start a conversation first... i won't be the first to do anything at all... i am passive acknowledge tat... i am not good at new things, going to new places... unfamiliar faces, unfamiliar sights..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   i want things in my life to be just prefect like what i dream... I want to go higher places... I can't stop at one place if i noe i hav the potential to go further, even if i am tired of walking... I'll still walk and walk and walk... until who knows where... when i wrote an essay on my future husband, OMG, he sounded perfect... seriously.. but i guess its just a fiction.. i wanted a handsome smart, caring and all perfect husband talented musically... WOW!!! in love with mr perfect, but u think ? i doubt that will happen... now i just find guys who are ok looking, better than normal , or other people say hot irritating... really.. now i feel that my dream guy will never exist.. like OMG.. guys say that girls who are beautiful are dumb, ugly girls are smart... same like that concept, Hot guys are useless, Not hot guys are damn caring people.. so my perfect life is not so perfect i guess... I won't be surprise if i marry a fat bald guy with no money .... hmm... I'll just have to work hard den.. T.T gagaga... ok ok... arh!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saja post sumting... haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-1916930355176435245?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1916930355176435245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=1916930355176435245' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/1916930355176435245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/1916930355176435245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-way-to-perfection.html' title='my way to perfection...'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-3757551767740547877</id><published>2010-08-12T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T09:10:31.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>note to self!</title><content type='html'>things come and go , and i m that type who can't let go of the past, and not willing to move forward, i am still young and i have lots more to do. nothing happened between me and you nothing happened between us, no special connections , no special relationship no special feelings.. we are two normal people and will always be like that...&lt;br /&gt;i have my own principles in life... i can't change them i am very old fashion, sometimes wild sometimes crazy, but my principles and still there, and i would never dream of crossing it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate liars, i hate cheaters... i hate it when u play with me. i hate it that i seem stupid, i hate it that you think that everything is okay and what you do is okay, i hate it that you are so care free while i am to one going around sweating like hell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it that i have to share, i hate it that you think its okay to have more that one, i hate it that i am not the one on top , i hate when i have to fight , i hate it that i have to b the best as it is tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when i am accused. i hate it when people say that i did things that are bad when all i did was nothing, i hate when i was said to be a girl who have no morals no principles, i hate when u do that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when you yell at me, i hate it when your voice go high and you start to get angry at me , i hate it when you use that tone on me, i hate it bcoz i am afraid of it.. I hate it when you get mad, at me or not, i hate it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it that you can not cannot do what i hate.. i hate it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-3757551767740547877?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3757551767740547877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=3757551767740547877' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/3757551767740547877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/3757551767740547877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/note-to-self.html' title='note to self!'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-8290849453845765117</id><published>2010-08-07T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T03:46:30.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet ! sixteen.. not mine though..XP</title><content type='html'>FUN!! is all i can say although i went back early... don't blame me, i have school.. i heard the ended round 11 ++... hehehe... wish i could hav stayed longer... there were reasons y i left not entirely just for school... the reasons will always be with me, not for sharing.. sorry..haha...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF01aQ-stuI/AAAAAAAAAow/C9Fwh8Z5XsQ/s1600/DSCN7104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF01aQ-stuI/AAAAAAAAAow/C9Fwh8Z5XsQ/s400/DSCN7104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502613045067429602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok. i dressed like so, but without the over size specs..hehe... not the coolest dressing but i m comfortable in it.. haha...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF01a2cSfTI/AAAAAAAAAo4/rpXSsd5b2bU/s1600/DSCN7101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF01a2cSfTI/AAAAAAAAAo4/rpXSsd5b2bU/s400/DSCN7101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502613055123651890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;moha, she looks like MJ to me in this pic... agree?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF01bXSoU_I/AAAAAAAAApA/qOqtFFuCstY/s1600/DSCN7116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF01bXSoU_I/AAAAAAAAApA/qOqtFFuCstY/s400/DSCN7116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502613063941510130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wow, cool beads! hahaha... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF01cePJR1I/AAAAAAAAApQ/O1LCstY_qRg/s1600/DSCN7123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF01cePJR1I/AAAAAAAAApQ/O1LCstY_qRg/s400/DSCN7123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502613082985809746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok, b4 u comment on anything, no they are not gays...hahah... they are so cute like that...hahaha... especially wish.. to me he looks drunk that night...hahaha....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF01b2yeYJI/AAAAAAAAApI/PFv1OXal2Fo/s1600/DSCN7117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF01b2yeYJI/AAAAAAAAApI/PFv1OXal2Fo/s400/DSCN7117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502613072396574866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FARINA!!! love her so damn much... i dun noe y, but just love her.. no not lesbian kinda love... normal fren-y love la...hahaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF03QWVAgOI/AAAAAAAAApY/yblbqRtV_2Y/s1600/DSCN7127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF03QWVAgOI/AAAAAAAAApY/yblbqRtV_2Y/s400/DSCN7127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502615073727742178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok, so these guys went up stage and starts dancing... aliff was the best.. so damn funny... hahaha.. cute cute cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF03Q8z-QTI/AAAAAAAAApg/b5q6Rk2qctM/s1600/DSCN7131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF03Q8z-QTI/AAAAAAAAApg/b5q6Rk2qctM/s400/DSCN7131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502615084058165554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok, i look like a ...... ..... .... hahaha... neways, my review of the party... the food damn nice, and everything bout it... fabulous... love it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF03QWVAgOI/AAAAAAAAApY/yblbqRtV_2Y/s1600/DSCN7127.JPG"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-df1317690be3c0e1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddf1317690be3c0e1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331114376%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1F19C1EBE03D12DBC322311ACFB41CEB984EECEC.23EA0DD758CB7E9966887FF765A320CA2CE45B07%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddf1317690be3c0e1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmcvFw9nCVnWMOrDx_JBZ1RVcyhk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddf1317690be3c0e1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331114376%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1F19C1EBE03D12DBC322311ACFB41CEB984EECEC.23EA0DD758CB7E9966887FF765A320CA2CE45B07%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddf1317690be3c0e1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmcvFw9nCVnWMOrDx_JBZ1RVcyhk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lil dance they put up spontaneously ... damn hilarious.. never regret going;..wakakaakaka&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-8290849453845765117?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8290849453845765117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=8290849453845765117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/8290849453845765117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/8290849453845765117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/sweet-sixteen-not-mine-thoughxp.html' title='sweet ! sixteen.. not mine though..XP'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF01aQ-stuI/AAAAAAAAAow/C9Fwh8Z5XsQ/s72-c/DSCN7104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-5218591919406979106</id><published>2010-08-06T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T08:34:59.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to u... i learnt and will always.. dongsaeng ar!</title><content type='html'>To my dear sister :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       There are things that i don't have the time to tell u, so i choose to write it here in my blog so when u feel stuck and bored u can view it... hehehe... I m writing these things truly from my own point of view and my heart, and i want you to noe... recently to me ur status in fb are quite sad and emo-ish, so i came up with a conclusion dat there is some one in your heart that you are not telling me, i don't mind, i understand u are very secretive and protective of urself.. even if u don't have one this post will come in handy one day, i hope and i don't think u'll ask ur mommy for advises like this and i may be busy then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        don't b emo over a guy, i noe its hard to do so, hey been there done that... Its " unpreventable " so listen up, strengthen urself, find things that can cheer u up, or ur frens like eena, audrey, and so on... its ok to feel sad, to wanna cry , do all that just don't purposely do it infront of him or anyone for matter fact... just pull ur closest fren and tell them everything how u saw him with her la, how he neglects u la, and cry ur heart out.. this is wear true frens come in... Second, for the cheaters.. never cheat .. u don't like to be cheated on, it sucks like hell... believe me, always been there in that...hahaha... not technically though...haha... anyways.. even if he cheats, don't go around crying and shouting at him or so, although it hurts but for a vain person like me , i believe image is important, we don't go around crying and shouting, and simply throw stuff, we do that inside our house and put loud music on, when we see him or that girl, we smile and say hi.. hahah... we must be generous..  look them in the eyes and not fear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd, if u have a crush and he don't crush u back..haha... don't go waiting for him to sms u, waiting for him to talk to u, what meant to b is what meant to b k? hehee... i noe how it feels to want him to talk to u, to say hey nice shirt, hey u free later? lets get a bite or two... frankly those only happen in fairy tales... here, we just wait... don't wait .... waste time only... he will never do that... guys are some times in a nice way blur, in a harsh way idiots..hahaha... same like girls to them la...hahaha... we are suave people dongsaeng... remember we take care of our images... U to me are a strong girl by appearance but i noe u are really really fragile coz u are very protective of urself... its a good things, but must try to let loose, not too much like I , u'll get hurt too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post can also be a reminder to me... lets both JANG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                              yours sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                      unnie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-5218591919406979106?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5218591919406979106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=5218591919406979106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/5218591919406979106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/5218591919406979106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/to-u-i-learnt-and-will-always-dongsaeng.html' title='to u... i learnt and will always.. dongsaeng ar!'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-2230300728612339628</id><published>2010-08-06T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T03:13:47.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAC no wait .. MAC</title><content type='html'>ok, its that time of year again... what ? HAC... sembah and everything... this year, i am taking for drama... although its not fair for only I to go up stage and take it from the sultanah herself but i am sorry, i had to... after all its our senior year.. sorry guys....&lt;br /&gt;this is wat happened:we went early and talked like usual rite, but we went damn early... hahaha... den of course as a vain-arazzi ( cam whore is such a harsh word ) myself... i hav to take pictures of everything...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0hHmYOVpI/AAAAAAAAAoA/dT05-7xMx1g/s1600/DSCN6988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0hHmYOVpI/AAAAAAAAAoA/dT05-7xMx1g/s400/DSCN6988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502590734161565330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;budak blur... blur !!!! hahaaha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0hIw9xiOI/AAAAAAAAAoY/1GBGykGH_TA/s1600/DSCN6995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0hIw9xiOI/AAAAAAAAAoY/1GBGykGH_TA/s400/DSCN6995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502590754183284962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ppl come to take hadiah.. they came to study... not for nothing la .. for a physic test...hahaha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0hIGLm3NI/AAAAAAAAAoI/6WLJRuEE3pc/s1600/DSCN6996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0hIGLm3NI/AAAAAAAAAoI/6WLJRuEE3pc/s400/DSCN6996.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502590742698581202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;adik ikhwan!!! hahaha... so tall... T.T &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0hIeuA2TI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/1XxBUrzZcuk/s1600/DSCN6998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0hIeuA2TI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/1XxBUrzZcuk/s400/DSCN6998.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502590749285341490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;love his cam so much... T.T i will never get one like tat!!! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0hJTvpKPI/AAAAAAAAAog/08xhCn493WU/s1600/DSCN7002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0hJTvpKPI/AAAAAAAAAog/08xhCn493WU/s400/DSCN7002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502590763519256818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;EN, y u smiling sorang2? dongsaeng ar, nothing in side la..haha... no bf no lovey smses&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0jZs_ZV-I/AAAAAAAAAoo/_FmbGcdmK1k/s1600/DSCN7008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0jZs_ZV-I/AAAAAAAAAoo/_FmbGcdmK1k/s400/DSCN7008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502593244197378018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;izzaty! cool... suhaini comel! aina... cool! haha... my chefs..haha.. just kidding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f553f509534a4d7f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df553f509534a4d7f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331114377%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3C6B245336782AD6CDDD06ACACF4A730B5ADA31B.62325F364C903311E67609C51F2AB59273B8E486%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df553f509534a4d7f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Do6N6OlBdka1WnqrYnWmbG8gpIxw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df553f509534a4d7f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331114377%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3C6B245336782AD6CDDD06ACACF4A730B5ADA31B.62325F364C903311E67609C51F2AB59273B8E486%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df553f509534a4d7f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Do6N6OlBdka1WnqrYnWmbG8gpIxw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-2230300728612339628?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2230300728612339628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=2230300728612339628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/2230300728612339628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/2230300728612339628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/hac-no-wait-mac.html' title='HAC no wait .. MAC'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0hHmYOVpI/AAAAAAAAAoA/dT05-7xMx1g/s72-c/DSCN6988.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-152235785973361795</id><published>2010-08-06T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T01:55:45.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>relay carnival.. best giler...</title><content type='html'>never heard of it... that's a good thing .. coz we just start it this year... feel weird y i start writting my blog now? u shud, coz i am extremely happy today after a damn long time... gagagaga... so i quite studying for this whole week and relaxed.. now u noe? hahaha... ok .. back to this relay business... we had a relay carnival in July... so damn fun ... although i had to run... but the results where great.. and oh, the italian guy every female in our school were longing to see came that day.. and pn azilah ask the 5 sn 4 students to take care of him, as i am close to one or two of the sn 4 students, so i kinda get to get close to him too..  haahaha, ok i was using them then , if u want to put it that way... i don't mind hahaha... anyways... we get to go home early that day... but i drove to school so i din;t go home , my fren and i we went out to move my car into the school compound... ok, we sat in there for like a few minutes,  to cover my car, and wear this and that...then i went to the prefects assembly place to see the prefects' for like their duties and everything...blahblah blah... boring much... hahaha... ok den i went around giving my class runners their numbers which i did in the morning, ours paling style.. of course duh, i did it.. hahaah..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TFwhWVvynBI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/QfPvQIVXQn8/s1600/DSCN6901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TFwhWVvynBI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/QfPvQIVXQn8/s400/DSCN6901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502309512418335762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;continue, i literally went from front to back, just to find them... when i got back to the anjung gemilang, mw was telling me that mr Italy had came to our school, of course i was damn excited and wanting to say hi, nothing more ok? gagaga... i went as plan, but the outcome not so good... i went and patty was like Joyce!!! and i was like hehehe, and Xiang seng was holding on to me so i won't leave, and everybody pakat scream Joyce, lol... i was so embarassed, and for that time he was like looking here and there, as though Joyce was some kind of bird, XD... hahaha... and when we met eyes to eyes, i only had one thought, OMG he has big eyes, even with specs on, wat if he took off them, they'll be giants...hahaha... then i said, hi nice to meet u and foolish me just went of like that laughing... i totally embarassed myself... ok... what ever ...then photography session... wow!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0Vska6NUI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oSDtSSucvPM/s1600/DSCN6869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0Vska6NUI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oSDtSSucvPM/s400/DSCN6869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502578175151584578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;planning strategies... hahaha...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0VtLwT5bI/AAAAAAAAAmg/vdfZcD-KuKs/s1600/DSCN6877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0VtLwT5bI/AAAAAAAAAmg/vdfZcD-KuKs/s400/DSCN6877.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502578185710331314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too nervous to run.. did some warm up... hahaha... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0VtmBQZ3I/AAAAAAAAAmo/jIAjwEI3ckA/s1600/DSCN6874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0VtmBQZ3I/AAAAAAAAAmo/jIAjwEI3ckA/s400/DSCN6874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502578192760727410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;went to check on our opponents... hehehe... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0Vt8eeqcI/AAAAAAAAAmw/Ql9tj_mt4oQ/s1600/DSCN6878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0Vt8eeqcI/AAAAAAAAAmw/Ql9tj_mt4oQ/s400/DSCN6878.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502578198788876738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so i am also one of those gaga ppl..haha... at least only for that day... i think..haha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0VuWhyeWI/AAAAAAAAAm4/_V6aZL0Uugo/s1600/DSCN6885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0VuWhyeWI/AAAAAAAAAm4/_V6aZL0Uugo/s400/DSCN6885.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502578205782079842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and of course we have our you jump i jump drama here..hahaha...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0ZWB__cVI/AAAAAAAAAnA/05dAQDyUj80/s1600/DSCN6890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0ZWB__cVI/AAAAAAAAAnA/05dAQDyUj80/s400/DSCN6890.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502582186001264978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;damn supporting teacher...  love her so much.. go!!! Pn JAC!!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0ZWv1BVyI/AAAAAAAAAnI/O03sGJm2fIM/s1600/DSCN6922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0ZWv1BVyI/AAAAAAAAAnI/O03sGJm2fIM/s400/DSCN6922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502582198303282978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ada gaya athlete?  hahaha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0ZX2qnPMI/AAAAAAAAAnY/GxTeRGqNERU/s1600/DSCN6923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0ZX2qnPMI/AAAAAAAAAnY/GxTeRGqNERU/s400/DSCN6923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502582217318546626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ada gaya... walau begitu, x sangka .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0ZXF9LrJI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/gzggAUiGr4o/s1600/DSCN6925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0ZXF9LrJI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/gzggAUiGr4o/s400/DSCN6925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502582204243094674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after 400 m, my legs betrayed me... so damn embarassing... really could not stand up that time .. T.T... b4 that we fooled around saying that when we fall, we shud fall on that guy, but i was the only one falling... but hahaha... well at least i m ok now kn? gagGA..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0dBM4-NtI/AAAAAAAAAno/17zsBX6Ud74/s1600/DSCN6931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0dBM4-NtI/AAAAAAAAAno/17zsBX6Ud74/s400/DSCN6931.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502586226193872594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok, i admit i am a vain-arazzi.. i love taking pics..wakakakaka&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0dBsKeVvI/AAAAAAAAAnw/zKbYVX2LZHY/s1600/DSCN6954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0dBsKeVvI/AAAAAAAAAnw/zKbYVX2LZHY/s400/DSCN6954.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502586234588780274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we got second place... kira ok la tu..haha.. so tiring.. wakakaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0dCJQ31_I/AAAAAAAAAn4/DEQR1TXItJo/s1600/DSCN6965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0dCJQ31_I/AAAAAAAAAn4/DEQR1TXItJo/s400/DSCN6965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502586242400245746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;don't worry, cikgu akibi.. u are still popular even when mr italy is here... XD hahaha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0ZYS-QZyI/AAAAAAAAAng/l95fjO4vCCQ/s1600/DSCN6930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TF0ZYS-QZyI/AAAAAAAAAng/l95fjO4vCCQ/s400/DSCN6930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502582224917128994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in the end it was the best day ever...haha.. love every bit about it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-152235785973361795?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/152235785973361795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=152235785973361795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/152235785973361795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/152235785973361795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/relay-carnival-best-giler.html' title='relay carnival.. best giler...'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TFwhWVvynBI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/QfPvQIVXQn8/s72-c/DSCN6901.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-6710687919084715511</id><published>2010-05-06T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T01:50:15.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dang.. The worst day.. hate org miang..</title><content type='html'>ok , so this is what happened.. x guna punya orang.. some of u may say that i am not open minded.. i agree and i am old fashion, girl boy should not hav too many touchings... but this is too ...&lt;br /&gt;i did a QTI... for u who were as blur as i was... what the hell was a QTi, it was a pretest thing... something to determine if u can take the test or not... so i was waiting for like an hour for my turn.. I was already like OMG i hate waiting... I shud have brought my dang sejarah files.. anyways.. there was an indian teacher sleeping behind me, and no he is not the guy.. he has a really big belly.. and this malay teacher came in and was like what is he doing , so he went and poke his big belly and asked : " oi, ank ni mai ajar ke mai tido?" hahaha... that was not the main point...&lt;br /&gt;After a long hour, this teacher came in , and i was like : NO NONONONONONONONO!!!! no way in hell , i am not going to b judge by that guy!!! i guess i wasn't heard, unlucky me i got him, tengok muka dia pun tau dia miang .... geramnya aku... he was one of my ceramah conductor for the first time i went to learn driving.. he memang miang!!! we went into his car and i start the engin.. and i did the procedure and everything, he said : p buat parking and naik bukit.. i was like : ya.. den when doing parking time, that guy don't let me do my way, the way my teacher taught.. and his dang gear was so damn stiff , he went and grab my hand along with the dang gear... #$%^&amp;amp;* It wasn;t just once, miang fella... OMG i felt like slapping that @#$%^&amp;amp;* den i did another kind of parking... how dare that #$%^^&amp;amp;* guy tap my left thigh... stupid #$%^&amp;amp;* so damn angry at him by den.. After that we went for naik bukit.. i think that i did well, anyways the hand break was also stiff.. even my teacher never did that.. the @#$%^&amp;amp;^&amp;amp;* grab my hand along with the break..... stupid @#$%^^** i was determine to kill us both later when doing the jalan thing.. he asked me to stop at the side so he could talk to his fren, i was screaming in my head, and cursing that gatal punya orang... so damn pissed at him... i was planning to really kill him later when i drive out of the institute... after that he ask to go out of the institute... den out of no where he took sumting from the back and box, and that @#$%^&amp;amp;*&amp;amp;* asked me stupid questions...&lt;br /&gt;stupid : yang ni ada apple juice ke ?&lt;br /&gt;me : (looked) x tau.&lt;br /&gt;stupid : rasanya ada kut ... sini tulis ada..&lt;br /&gt;me : i tak tau la.. x pernah beli .&lt;br /&gt;Stupid : hm, ada apple juice la..&lt;br /&gt;i was really angry tat he asked me that stupid irreleven question...&lt;br /&gt;he ask to stop at the side and we never went far from the institute, just out side its gate, the we U turn..&lt;br /&gt;stupid : memandu senang ke susah ?&lt;br /&gt;me : senang je&lt;br /&gt;Stupid : betoi ke? mengapa u berpeluh ?&lt;br /&gt;he really an idiot who ask u to look at me ... gila la!!!!&lt;br /&gt;me : panas&lt;br /&gt;stupid : mengapa panas ?&lt;br /&gt;me : matahari&lt;br /&gt;Stupid : x besa kena matahari ?&lt;br /&gt;me : ya&lt;br /&gt;Stupid : you kerja ke masih belajar ...&lt;br /&gt;me: belajar..&lt;br /&gt;Stupid : oo, form 5 la... sekolah?&lt;br /&gt;me : ibrahim..&lt;br /&gt;stupid : budak pandai la tu..&lt;br /&gt;then he ask to go to the office... i swear i did really well except for that parking that he did not let me do by my self.. he was doing my stereng all along that time, how the hell was i suppose to drive.. he said i memalukan JPJ multiple times, i was never told like that by anybody b4, he really made me wanna cry.. den he saw my teacher.,.. guess wat that idiot said..&lt;br /&gt;Stupid : terrible la... x boleh pass....&lt;br /&gt;i was like T.T...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-6710687919084715511?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6710687919084715511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=6710687919084715511' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/6710687919084715511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/6710687919084715511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/dang-worst-day-hate-org-miang.html' title='dang.. The worst day.. hate org miang..'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-2845125421434726498</id><published>2010-05-06T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T01:21:58.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i really hate this...</title><content type='html'>Love? what the hell is that? now in the 21th century, it seems to be nothing.... when i was younger i admit i was naive, hoping for Prince charming to appear infront of me and help me put on that pretty glass slipper ... but now, now i really dislike really really dislike this word.. i really hate it to the extend that i am willing to kill.... It is giving me a big headache...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         I am a very emotional person, i am pretty sure alot of people will agree... I get angry , sad happy , annoying very easily... i get pissed off really easily now as stress is building up , SPM is near pressure from everybody... Parents want a scholarship from me.. Tension tension...  During this period i really just don't want to talk to anybody at least just sometimes... I needed time to rest... blogging is one way...  Then a problem arises... that is capable of making a 17 year old girl hate the word love.. High school sweethearts are all so so ..... Not to kutuk my frens, some are really sweet i admit, like ehem ehem... hehehe... but some ? just dang awful... I feel irritated with it... I admit its non of my business... and i would never dream of butting in, but it is they who keep poking me, and i get irritated... I am really angry lately... the more i think the angier i get... but i am seriously trying hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Something happened this week , having connection to this topic, but it aint gud to blog it now, next time la... I found out long time ago that i really don't want to be one of those hight school sweethearts, i don't want to spend my only high school time looking at that same boring faces... I found out i have out grown my " dream " of having a sweetheart.. All i want was to do what i really want to do.,... My real dream, my real hope was to be successful, that feeling , that thirst for winning, that that thing... its so powerful that it covered all of the nonsense high school girls dream bout, giddy girls want... Some body may say I love you , but to me that is so not love, its not like i totally understand what it is, i just now that iits not it...  I am not an anti of love, i admit that everybody has her mr right, the knight in shining armours... i believe that , but i don't believe that now..&lt;br /&gt;   Now i believe in success, In hope, in faith, in hardwork, in everything i do is right.. In power, in everything that is good... when i think of boys saying i love you, girls saying i want to be loved, i want a bf, i feel annoyed i feel like shaking her and scream what is wrong with u.. when boys say that, i feel like vomitting.. but when i think that one day i might b this, i might b that, i feel energize , happy and motivated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    so stop it, stop being needy, stop being desperate, i can't butt in ur life like that... but to me i will just look away, i would say nothing... becoz i noe how it felt to b desperate, u feel and look terrible, i hated desperate, i hated needy, i hated when i am that no lie, that's y i would just look away.. so please understand.. please have dignity .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-2845125421434726498?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2845125421434726498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=2845125421434726498' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/2845125421434726498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/2845125421434726498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-really-hate-this.html' title='i really hate this...'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-8341740536561597078</id><published>2010-05-06T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T00:59:10.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dear leverne...</title><content type='html'>haha, this is for my dear fren leverne ong.. thank you for that award i appreciate it very very much.. but sadly i m not a gud IT whiz, i dun noe how to tag people into my blog and i'll learn it as soon as possible, but for now this blog will have to do.. thank you very very much, it means a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                             xxxx&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                             Joyce&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-8341740536561597078?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8341740536561597078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=8341740536561597078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/8341740536561597078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/8341740536561597078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/dear-leverne.html' title='dear leverne...'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-6338503394984385558</id><published>2010-04-08T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T20:26:32.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss my drama shoots...hahaha</title><content type='html'>( nothing but rubbish to spend my friday mornings)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S76WzTZlq5I/AAAAAAAAAkA/Q1ZqDHKW06w/s1600/10222_158572724826_650069826_2588565_5983887_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457965606544714642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S76WzTZlq5I/AAAAAAAAAkA/Q1ZqDHKW06w/s400/10222_158572724826_650069826_2588565_5983887_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She has lots of friends, all those rich people, of high society.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457968061093026658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S76ZCLTgm2I/AAAAAAAAAko/xQa0EYn6kuk/s400/jo+133.jpg" border="0" /&gt; she herself was loaded... her dad own  a few hotels and was in the top ten richest men list. she and her friend always tease the poor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457965612092854082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S76WzoEXj0I/AAAAAAAAAkI/WMpQQ0rEce8/s400/10222_158585019826_650069826_2588610_4717741_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;she never cared for the poor, never given a cent to the beggars on the street..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457970290024946658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S76bD6uSm-I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/xJaLmMtFesg/s400/jo+141.jpg" border="0" /&gt; then one day, she bump with a guy who happens to walk pass her, hahah, and she was in love, but wait he was hotel's handyman.. T&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457965620326761538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S76W0GvfBEI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/c2ZXNYLONqQ/s400/jo+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt; but nonetheless, she started dating that handyman of his father...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457965639639134642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S76W1Or6cbI/AAAAAAAAAkg/UhYJsNiZhiM/s400/jo+124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they like spending time together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457968093502464386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S76ZEEChYYI/AAAAAAAAAlI/W2DkpfvcV9c/s400/jo+140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they like to spend their time trying on hand sanitisers.. coz he is a handy man and need to clean his hands... (=.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457965630818570898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S76W0t07UpI/AAAAAAAAAkY/GS3Qyi4C5Dg/s400/jo+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apart from that, they did what the girl likes to do, oddly was admiring shoes.. =.=lll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457968068955707538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S76ZComHmJI/AAAAAAAAAkw/PJVLw1bnvdI/s400/jo+135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;but her rich , superficial frens don't approve .. they say he got no class...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457968089852079090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S76ZD2cM6_I/AAAAAAAAAlA/LnSPPFGtqeY/s400/jo+139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;she got influence by her frens and decided to break up...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457970298185540914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S76bEZH7ZTI/AAAAAAAAAlY/EtnAEdvLvsw/s400/jo+142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;they were all tensed up and was thinking long and hard, secretly the girl din want a break up..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457970306025711634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S76bE2VK6BI/AAAAAAAAAlg/-BAAMPdFpMY/s400/jo+143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the girl held on and said : forget what i said, let's not break ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457968081372463490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S76ZDW2gQYI/AAAAAAAAAk4/ZS6_s9VRQBY/s400/jo+138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the guy said : i m sorry, what is done is done, after one hurt, even the pain is not there, the scar is still a mark... they broke up and walked separate ways...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457970313846388610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S76bFTdw94I/AAAAAAAAAlo/SCVYZoDo7yA/s400/jo+152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the end her father's business was slow and they bankrupted, and she was wandering on the streets and alone, thinking that life is to materialistic, and her so called frens just abandoned her... and she was lonely... T.T &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;( this are all gibberish , nothing is true... just a story i put together.. ) hahha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-6338503394984385558?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6338503394984385558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=6338503394984385558' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/6338503394984385558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/6338503394984385558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-miss-my-drama-shootshahaha.html' title='i miss my drama shoots...hahaha'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S76WzTZlq5I/AAAAAAAAAkA/Q1ZqDHKW06w/s72-c/10222_158572724826_650069826_2588565_5983887_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-3760944029234632137</id><published>2010-04-08T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T10:08:51.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a confession of an actress of 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S74NKI40-tI/AAAAAAAAAj4/SvTJqtwafaM/s1600/7432_174276788440_692353440_2809521_3939112_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457814266255309522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S74NKI40-tI/AAAAAAAAAj4/SvTJqtwafaM/s400/7432_174276788440_692353440_2809521_3939112_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am not close with my drama team in 2009, compared to 2008.. i don't know why.. in 2009 they are of the same batch except for ikhwan..but i like ikhwan and some others.. my teammates and i ( some ) not all have no chemistry with me... i sometimes didn't felt like going for practices... it was like a burden... we b!t$h bout each other like everyday, if my fellow teammates see this, i am sorry i am just stating the truth of my past ( lolx)... but i really loved one thing, even if we dun like one another, when we stepped up and enters the stage, we start to do our parts.. we start acting, literally.. enough of the bad past... what i really love was when i started acting.. when i read out my lines, when i did what i am suppose to do, when i have to shout, when i have to cry.. when i have to be nice, every moment of it, i loved it.. i loved when i was on stage i loved when i was watched, i was when people came and said wow that was so touching. i really loved that part, i loved when i can act something and people approve.. Drama is not just an activity for me to get a cert for college, not just an excuse for me to get out of class, its not even some things for fun.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to me being on stage, when thousands of eyes looked my way, the adrenaline, the sweat , the frightened heart, the nervous face , that moment that feeling, was the greatest.. and when i start speaking start doing some kind of hand gesture, start acting, all those fear, the nervous-ness, all just dissappeared... that feeling was the greatest.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acting is not a hobby to me now, its what i want to become, and what i hope to be... but to others its just a fantasy that i can not have, can i have it ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-3760944029234632137?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3760944029234632137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=3760944029234632137' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/3760944029234632137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/3760944029234632137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/confession-of-actress-of-2009.html' title='a confession of an actress of 2009'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S74NKI40-tI/AAAAAAAAAj4/SvTJqtwafaM/s72-c/7432_174276788440_692353440_2809521_3939112_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-2354453982871899554</id><published>2010-02-17T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T09:33:56.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY CELEBRATION ..</title><content type='html'>ok skip skip the reunions... chu4, wednesday -PARTAY!!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;when to cat's house at 3 sumting... alot of people where there... it was great... we had fun and omg i so my old fren angie... miss her so... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439263138847794674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3wlAZ7mJfI/AAAAAAAAAhw/Xlh4Qzr_CCk/s400/cny+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439263145020774338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3wlAw7WV8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/9B0Lr9uwwhM/s400/cny+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yup alot came... and i really dun noe how much her mummy had to withdraw money from the bank, just to pack our ang paus...hahaha ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oo, u see that deck of cards, yup, they were gambling... and gambled a little HERE.. the party ain't over yet...hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439263156255908162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3wlBayA4UI/AAAAAAAAAiA/SA_4mfexi3E/s400/cny+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;wad? its the holidays we cam whore too... and believe me when i say we have more than dis...hehe&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439263166879471778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3wlCCW3mKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Q4WXRMVYjko/s400/cny+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;b4 leaving her house , she sang some songs for us...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sweet girl + sweet songs + sweet voice = sweet&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;after cat's house , i went to PRofessor Toh's house... my old math / add maths teacher...hhehe/... to collect more reds... or u can say greens...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then its off to another party... this party sad to say : i gambled.... T.T i noe i am so ashamed...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439265896126132994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3wng5l-swI/AAAAAAAAAiw/-_njvt2lD9s/s400/cny+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same people , diff party... we walk , they walked, i rode a car...hehe... neways, the food damn good man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439265855283553570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3wnehcWZSI/AAAAAAAAAiY/m3Z4JEvMaZg/s400/cny+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;that a peek... sedap... i miss it now... i wan sumore!!! T.T&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439265844205826354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3wnd4LNsTI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/N31pNhUXTHA/s400/cny+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;see my happy face?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439265884682180466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3wngO9h13I/AAAAAAAAAio/lBSZrLyxHuM/s400/cny+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok so? i was on a winning streak, but in the end, no win no lose ...hehehe... the confession of a seasonal gambler....hohohoh.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;EVERYBODY HAPPY CNY!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-2354453982871899554?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2354453982871899554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=2354453982871899554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/2354453982871899554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/2354453982871899554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/cny-celebration.html' title='CNY CELEBRATION ..'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3wlAZ7mJfI/AAAAAAAAAhw/Xlh4Qzr_CCk/s72-c/cny+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-7913264224554064737</id><published>2010-02-13T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T07:35:02.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am no super woman, i get frustrated too, remember tat..</title><content type='html'>arh!!!! this post is random.. just don't feel really great or pleasant really.. i found my self letting go of things that i want but is it really bad? i always tell myself that let it go, something better will show up.. but when will i actually now that thing will show up? will i continue to let that go too? but i noe that is not for me to think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    what am i a doll? something for u guys to take care? ya, u heard me right ! GUYS!!!! what are u? why do i have to answer to u? i noe i noe, u are concern , i noe i noe, u are worried, but can't i just be me for once? can't i have my mood swinging around when ever i want? can't i be happy for a sec and angry after that? why must i stay like a quiet doll who answer to ur everything? we are u forcing me to be somebody i am not... I am stronger than all of u compared, ya i admit when a bug flies over here, i'll scream, when i see injuries , i feel sad , when i hear death i'll cry.. but trust me, i am more than what i seem...  Stop what u are doing... when i say no, i mean no... i am not those girls who say no and secretly wants it... and wants this this that that boy to buy for her.... If i want it , i damn it will buy it... no need for anyone to ask do u want it? ...i am frustrated... damn frustrated... i don't need your money... i have money and i'll take that money out.... &lt;br /&gt;please when i don't wanna talk , dun make me talk...&lt;br /&gt;when i don;t wanna laugh, dun make me laugh..&lt;br /&gt;when all i wan was to sit there and eat ice cream all day, dun say that i am gonna be fat...&lt;br /&gt;when i break down and cry, don't worry, i'll cry in the toiet alone, it won't concern u....&lt;br /&gt;when i face a problem, let me handle it alone, don't annoy me with it...&lt;br /&gt;when i am frustrated, just let me continue to fruste...&lt;br /&gt;all i want was to just be me, let me relax... let me chill... i don't wanna hear your voices saying don't worry, nothing's gonna happen, for heaven sakes, u don't noe that... let me do the consoling my self...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for listening....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-7913264224554064737?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7913264224554064737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=7913264224554064737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/7913264224554064737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/7913264224554064737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-am-no-super-woman-i-get-frustrated.html' title='I am no super woman, i get frustrated too, remember tat..'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-8622715659448084390</id><published>2010-02-11T08:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T08:30:09.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fasi yg paling bergaya di kem waja diri 2010... saya! hahah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3QuCl9RSZI/AAAAAAAAAhI/x6KUqSEF7wc/s1600-h/21044_1323137951189_1013047463_1015263_5616565_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437021272226744722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3QuCl9RSZI/AAAAAAAAAhI/x6KUqSEF7wc/s400/21044_1323137951189_1013047463_1015263_5616565_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; J: ape ni i kena tunggu lg ke? haiz, teruk la khidmat cameraman ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3QuCRBqZ5I/AAAAAAAAAhA/czMXl3Vmir0/s1600-h/21044_1323137911188_1013047463_1015262_588850_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437021266608023442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3QuCRBqZ5I/AAAAAAAAAhA/czMXl3Vmir0/s400/21044_1323137911188_1013047463_1015262_588850_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J : finally boleh start posing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3QuCLEORfI/AAAAAAAAAg4/7hQek2U37iY/s1600-h/21044_1323137831186_1013047463_1015260_6847766_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437021265008150002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3QuCLEORfI/AAAAAAAAAg4/7hQek2U37iY/s400/21044_1323137831186_1013047463_1015260_6847766_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j: u rasa pose mana yg lebih sesuai kat sini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3QuB96U2gI/AAAAAAAAAgw/lDMoGE5tI0I/s1600-h/21044_1323137791185_1013047463_1015259_5608178_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437021261476977154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3QuB96U2gI/AAAAAAAAAgw/lDMoGE5tI0I/s400/21044_1323137791185_1013047463_1015259_5608178_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J: boleh x baju i cam ni? bleh la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3QuBQuX-DI/AAAAAAAAAgo/EsMQf4hEcy4/s1600-h/21044_1323137871187_1013047463_1015261_3150962_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437021249347254322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3QuBQuX-DI/AAAAAAAAAgo/EsMQf4hEcy4/s400/21044_1323137871187_1013047463_1015261_3150962_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; J : stress la i dgn u all ni... work with me baby...haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437022415163838466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3QvFHutUAI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/D_VjNC5fSpE/s400/21044_1323137991190_1013047463_1015264_2769617_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;J : agak hensem laki tu... phweit...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437022419570517010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3QvFYJV5BI/AAAAAAAAAhY/8Ad01PKv4HU/s400/21044_1323144151344_1013047463_1015277_6468894_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;cameraman : die die die... susah nak keja ngn ang....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437022428927145858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3QvF7AIt4I/AAAAAAAAAhg/NEB8qJug21s/s400/21044_1323144191345_1013047463_1015278_153452_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J : berani ang sentuh i.... hai ya!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437022433707680578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3QvGMz540I/AAAAAAAAAho/6lHLc62lgNU/s400/21044_1323144431351_1013047463_1015283_8211074_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;J : woi, cantik nye skirt ang.,... beli kat na?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;K : lupa dh la.... pak cik yg bg.,..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-8622715659448084390?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8622715659448084390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=8622715659448084390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/8622715659448084390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/8622715659448084390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/fasi-yg-paling-bergaya-di-kem-waja-diri.html' title='Fasi yg paling bergaya di kem waja diri 2010... saya! hahah'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3QuCl9RSZI/AAAAAAAAAhI/x6KUqSEF7wc/s72-c/21044_1323137951189_1013047463_1015263_5616565_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-3650692234122136084</id><published>2010-02-11T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T08:16:13.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday to me!!!! yay!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28 of Jan ... Sukan tara on my birthday !!! yg tu x pa, but god gave me the greatest gift of all on my bd, the gift of sound.... i had a bad sore throat... i couldnt even speak... but the next day , i was fine... great... anyways, back to my bd.. went to school early in the morning for prefects...and thanks to wei zhuang and kugan , the whole prefect board sang " happy birthday " to me... malunya saya... den everybody went to the field and we had taklimat and some warm ups... due to no voice, i ask ashvin to b my pengganti... and things were quite alright la... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437016344997271266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3QpjymOFuI/AAAAAAAAAgA/pgGbGzauZwM/s400/kwd+180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;our little gathering...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437017595583796754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3QqslZSFhI/AAAAAAAAAgI/fh8tC1qpHVc/s400/kwd+182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the gang and i... our warm up session... at first we went for 400, then lontar peluru , den lompat jauh, and finally 100... 400 .. al though sick , i still took part.... semangat sultan... yay!!! hahah&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437017611797922466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3QqthzCAqI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/zFt5IrxeqcY/s400/kwd+183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;wow, gaya sorang athlete...kononnya la...hahah... bergaya jugak la..hehehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after our jumping, we had break, i sat around the r n d room and sembang voice-lessly with my juniors, AF, Andrew, and Adik ikhwan..hahaha  after awhile we went to run 100..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437017626599352322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3QquY796AI/AAAAAAAAAgY/aTM-fX-cfDU/s400/kwd+189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok, dey lazy to run for their own rumah sukan... hey wait, two of them are mine... T&gt;T ... but they went after awhile coz kena marah...hehehe... we chat voice-lessly oso...hehehe.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;den after this, we went for rondaan to keep the students from going around vandalising the school... happy bd to me... and all mts sat down and listen to rabi talk about ghost... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437017640085588962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3QqvLLVi-I/AAAAAAAAAgg/bR5zj-Kb_-s/s400/kwd+201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hehehe... the vainest of all.. wakakakak... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;den i pull AF to the asrama, don't think nonsense , but to do rondaan la... and i continue talking bout the G thingy,,, and in the end i manage to freak him out...wakakakakaka... i am evil indeed.... happy bd... hahaha... anyways, the day ended like that... and at tuition receive some present...tat's all for this year.. its a wrap..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-3650692234122136084?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3650692234122136084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=3650692234122136084' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/3650692234122136084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/3650692234122136084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-birthday-to-me-yay.html' title='happy birthday to me!!!! yay!!!'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3QpjymOFuI/AAAAAAAAAgA/pgGbGzauZwM/s72-c/kwd+180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-6088700006257864008</id><published>2010-01-28T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T07:47:20.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kem waja diri 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOW!! so fast that kem finish and as theva said when we close and open our eyes its saturday - not.... but it was the fastest camp.... we were really not well prepared but things turn out well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437005774401200306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3Qf8gDuYLI/AAAAAAAAAe4/bb6Jggv9aC4/s400/kwd+108.jpg" border="0" /&gt; well the first day was like everybody walked like for onlly 800 m and they were like omg its 5 km... hahaha.. there was actually a cementary beside there but i lazy wanna take care of them at night if they think they see ghost, so we ask them to close their eyes and make some new year resolutions... hahahaha.. after walking in and everything, we did some joyce's style breathing exercises.. paham2 la... den they did pembentangan bendera... after that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437005767647256354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3Qf8G5dXyI/AAAAAAAAAew/OxXZqgg09mA/s400/kwd+112.jpg" border="0" /&gt; ok after pembentangan and some "sorry sorry " exercises, ( we forced them to dance sorry sorry ) hhehehe.. by super junior... it turned into a dance camp instantly... syok kut... hahaha too bad u guys weren't there..haha.. lol... childish much... anyways.. we ask them to do their amanats...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437005788178957810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3Qf9TYmRfI/AAAAAAAAAfA/QCd0O7FLif0/s400/kwd+116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;after their hard task of building a "nest " for their egg, we start our first activity... yup.. prema's activity... it was orang sakit.. mmg mereka x sakit pun tapi i tgk hati agak sakit la... cian mereka.. but they nid to be " tortured" wakakakaka... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437005801957974338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3Qf-GtxYUI/AAAAAAAAAfI/I9gyWNXwzxQ/s400/kwd+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;after that activity , its my turn .. ok mine is simple but fun.. it was to cheer them up, every year my activity is like that... hahaha.... it was ok la... but i can't reveal lots of activity here as it is confidential... so we skip skip skip... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;b4 that, i wanna introduce somebody... our abang cameraman.... i hope rabi reads this..hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;his duties are to snap and record our everymove... wakakakak.. me likey... i can be more vain...wakakakaka.... lol...hahaha... anyways.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;at night 7 o' clock is the best time... its the time when viv and i buat spa dlm tandas... syok nye... hahaha...we did some of their activities oso... like flying fox... i got an award for longest screams, thank you thank you... and jalan bakau.. rabi and i were one of the last.. and guess wat for a city gal like me, after waiting for my pesertas to finish, i turn brave and crossed every obstacle... wakakakak.... thank you peserta... and also we did jungle tracking... there is when all fasi turn vain..oo abang cameraman where are u...hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437009207843864626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3QjEWoPwDI/AAAAAAAAAfo/YyS3bqIU_0o/s400/21044_1323069069467_1013047463_1015099_7688129_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yup , this is who u think it is... i noe i noe... my punishment for them to act cute .. lol&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437009217018616306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3QjE4zrWfI/AAAAAAAAAfw/TRWgct9Vxcs/s400/21531_1367714792042_1206847400_1113952_4125643_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;ya , i noe i am a pembuli... its not just a monkey bar, below us is mud... great huh... and the guy in the middle is abang cameraman hahaaha... i even woke my peserta at night while they are sleeping and sang to them and force them to sleep again and ask them wat i sang... u hav to understand, i hav to take care of them while they sleep so, rational jugak la..haha... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437009192012540962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3QjDbpw7CI/AAAAAAAAAfY/E5Gl-YIwOVQ/s400/21531_1366768568387_1206847400_1111444_92882_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;this is how they repay me for treating them so " well", they mengambil kesempatan to buli me.. great peserta(s)..hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437009201059503058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3QjD9Wum9I/AAAAAAAAAfg/SZrvqq2tXjY/s400/21044_1323168031941_1013047463_1015314_5419788_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is one of our jurulatih there... we took this pic when we where jungle tracking... kn i told u d... we turn vain... for real....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437009185506200306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3QjDDaiCvI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/4ZVm7udxemU/s400/21531_1367715632063_1206847400_1113972_5692936_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;want the story? ask me in school...hahaha... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the best part about this camp is CHICKEN DANCE&gt;... i love u chicken dance creator..hahaha... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-6088700006257864008?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6088700006257864008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=6088700006257864008' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/6088700006257864008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/6088700006257864008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/kem-waja-diri-2010.html' title='kem waja diri 2010'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/S3Qf8gDuYLI/AAAAAAAAAe4/bb6Jggv9aC4/s72-c/kwd+108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-1744604016060969973</id><published>2009-12-31T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:26:57.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009.. au revoir...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;2009 can be sad to be the worst year i had so far... really .. lots of backstab, rumors and headaches... but its not necessary like that.. its time to make confession ... and its time to be honest .. its my last year in Ibrahim... i'll definitely miss it... but let me have the best of my year, best of 2010... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421438825434076594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SzzR40GCVbI/AAAAAAAAAdo/IW33j_0h264/s400/P1060724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;KEM WAJA DIRI&lt;/span&gt; - a place where i made stupid decisions... ya u noe wat i mean... a place where i was a fool, but i still had fun.. i noe my weakness and i actually learnt from it slowly... no more making the same mistake... and it was fun bullying those of the same age...wakakkaka... i noe i am evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421440547038821730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SzzTdBkl_WI/AAAAAAAAAdw/7c0ybLgGsVQ/s400/DSC00007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;RENTAS DESA&lt;/span&gt; - this year i got 6.. its really gud for me... and i was really happy .. and i represented my school and i forgot i gt how much d.. but not bad d la.. i think 50 sumting... all though i felt like dying it was an experience i won't forget...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421442550349740690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SzzVRofIupI/AAAAAAAAAd4/9dYaCAf6o7E/s400/yui+(52).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;HARI SUKAN&lt;/span&gt; - i won quite a number of medals but none of them is gold.. hey, can u blame me, i was competing against Aina... but i got to represent my school for MSSM(D) .. i've always wanted to represent for the competition... although i lost terribly in that 400 meter.. but it was wat i wanted and i got it... i am not a gud athlete just the fake ones, who can win when there is not real competition... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421444084508777138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SzzWq7rJ2rI/AAAAAAAAAeA/OoJMuld-z-k/s400/duh+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;DRAMA&lt;/span&gt; - ya, drama... the name suits everything... i wanted to join drama this year to go to nationals, as i wans't able to go last year... and who knew dis year was.... anyways, it was not like last year.. ya, last year we had drama, we had conflict but everything was ok, this year there were hatred , there were anger and frustration... like the athlete that i am, i am not very good in acting as well.. that's y for so long of acting on stage this year as the lead role and not having the best performer's award, i came to a conclusion that i am not gud of an actress just a gud faker... but nonetheless we tried hard to make things work... at least i tried .. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421446102632755026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SzzYgZxZ71I/AAAAAAAAAeI/8NgvR7IMOyY/s400/7432_174276788440_692353440_2809521_3939112_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;NATIONALS&lt;/span&gt; - i admit, i b!t*h a lot during this time, went gaga over nothing ... made me crazy.. i miss nationals yes... and i let go off everything here... i was happy when it ended as there will be no more drama, and i was sad coz there was no more drama... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421447506097758130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SzzZyGFiX7I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/7nOnzaRlcwQ/s400/www+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HARI ANUGERAH CEMERLANG&lt;/span&gt; - i took this b4 receiving a prize from the sultanah for 8 As.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421448410961173362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Szzamw9yW3I/AAAAAAAAAeY/ZE90shnG90w/s400/duh+196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;BYE BYE VIJAY&lt;/span&gt; - after our state drama competition, hanni and i went to seventeen with them for a farewell party for Vijay.. now i hav no one to poke hahaha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421650421165487906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sz2SVTnqdyI/AAAAAAAAAeg/GjGnGmZ1Hm0/s400/fa+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;GENTING + MELAKA TRIP&lt;/span&gt; - ok, its weird for two 16 year olds to go on a trip together... but we went with a bunch of 12 year olds, which is even weirder but hahaha... we had fun...seriously! wakakakaka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421652572936321634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sz2USjlzumI/AAAAAAAAAeo/RFzujHqYIwg/s400/class+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;CLASS PARTY&lt;/span&gt; - a bunch of us went to seventeen for a class party, it was awesome... very fun... we ate with our Pn ainie nadiah... and talked and of course took pictures... hahaha.. i was tired of squatting so i sat down... hahaha.. i look old but hey, once in a life time...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of gud stuff happened to me this year, gud stuff as in external stuff like being an athlete , actress , TKP2 and all... and alot of emotional struggles came with all that... 2010 has come, time to let go and let live... au revoir....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-1744604016060969973?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1744604016060969973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=1744604016060969973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/1744604016060969973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/1744604016060969973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-au-revoir.html' title='2009.. au revoir...'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SzzR40GCVbI/AAAAAAAAAdo/IW33j_0h264/s72-c/P1060724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-1116114353373340947</id><published>2009-12-29T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T00:14:53.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I m insanely in LOVE...</title><content type='html'>yup, you heard me, i am insanely in love with K-pop... korean pop.. oww. love them... ok, not just the boy bands, ok...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first out is the solo artistes - &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420918284943789026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Szr4dXp-i-I/AAAAAAAAAcg/hxP-wG1AZ5M/s400/baek+ji+young.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                                          baek ji young &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;from wat i heard she started her music career at a later age, which i din look into is how old.. but she has an awesome voice.. she can really portrait sadness in your songs .. and her voice is just wonderful.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;songs  recommended ( S.R ) : saranganhae - very sad&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                   : ijji marayo ( don't forget ) - ost of IRIS.. sadder.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;               &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420918290935336386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Szr4dt-eTcI/AAAAAAAAAco/YdauL22YkvM/s400/kim+tae+woo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                                        Kim Tae Woo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i heard about him when i was watching KBS world... he was on Music bank ( monday , 6.15 to 7.25 ) ... he has a unique voice.. and frankly i like tat kind of voice, but i am not bless with it.,.. alot of korean singers have it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.R. : love rain - its happy sad...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;         : dreaming dream - its quite sad, its the OST for IRIS ( every wednesday and thursday at 9.00 kbs world..)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW my fave girl group - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420931445577300098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SzsEba1hOII/AAAAAAAAAcw/h5YEtvc30Wo/s400/2+ne1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                                               2 ne 1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at first i don't quite like them, but now its safe to say i am in love with 'em... this group consist of sandara ( 25) , park bom (25) , CL ( 18) and Minji as the maknae ( 15).. she is just 15 and guys she can really move it... CL is the leader although she is not the oldest, and man she can rap.. they are under YG entertainment...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;S. R : i don't care - for those whose bf are unfaithful&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;         : fire - its burning hot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;          : pretty boy - this song is a fact... so true...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;           : lollipop - its by big bang ft 2 ne 1... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420931447786783058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SzsEbjETQVI/AAAAAAAAAc4/K8tL764-51g/s400/after+school.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                                          After school&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally a 5 person girl group is now a 7 girl group... i oso just heard of them from music bank... this group started only this year 2009... love them.. expecially Gahee.. the leader .. she is really beautiful, all of them are beautiful .. i love raina coz she can really sing and has an awesome voice.. they are my fave girl group... i love the new them compared to the old one, which is a little do i dare to say it - slutty... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S . R : because of you - its sad and very catchy at the same time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          : when i fall - a happier song, suitable for those in love... like me with them rite now hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the boy bands :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420933902920036434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SzsGqdJrsFI/AAAAAAAAAdA/1ehFZWykJlo/s400/2+pm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                                                    2 PM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know much bout them but i like nickhun .. he is really cute and has an angelic voice... hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;S. R : heartbeat &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420933907469139922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SzsGquGRf9I/AAAAAAAAAdI/STTsdW1Anag/s400/beast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                           beast&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Original name was b2st... which i know not how to pronounce... i like them but din do " research " on them.. haha... their songs are really catchy....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;S.R : mystery &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;       : bad girl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420933914404740210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SzsGrH72XHI/AAAAAAAAAdY/TFleMHzGtR0/s400/epik+high.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                          epik high&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i don't quite noe bout them either... just noe that their songs are fantabulous...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;S. R : love love love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;        : One - this song is sad  + creepy + OMG + what!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420933918512790146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SzsGrXPSOoI/AAAAAAAAAdg/POlwpRPt84c/s400/u+kiss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                       U-kiss&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i noe nothing...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;S. R : man man ha ni - u can dance to it.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420933910039226754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SzsGq3rB6YI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/KdHpHA13Kbg/s400/big+bang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                             BIG BANG&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK!!! no matter how much i love d others, i'll love them even more... i love each and every one of them... hahaha.. i even hav their cd...haha... this is a 5 member group... consisting G-dragon - the leader , TOP the hyung... SOL - the dude in the middle of the pic haha , D-lite - the cute funny one and VI - the maknae... love 'em... G-dragon and SOL have their own singles... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;S.R : Haruharu - the mv is so damn touching... i cry cry...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;       : lies - oso touching &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;       : let me hear you voice - this is in japanese as they are spreading their music all round the world haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;       : sunset glow - a happy song indeed...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;       : Top of the world - japanese .. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;       : garagara go - japanese... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and lots more....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Taeyang's / SOL -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wedding dress, where you at , look at only me , prayer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;G-dragon's - &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;heartbreaker , breathe , a boy &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-1116114353373340947?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1116114353373340947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=1116114353373340947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/1116114353373340947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/1116114353373340947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-m-insanely-in-love.html' title='I m insanely in LOVE...'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Szr4dXp-i-I/AAAAAAAAAcg/hxP-wG1AZ5M/s72-c/baek+ji+young.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-406829008677232397</id><published>2009-12-29T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T22:05:38.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay!! a birthday party...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SzrphgyaLNI/AAAAAAAAAb4/1xdRDeWiUwM/s1600-h/derek+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;28 december - a month earlier than my real birthday or 11 months later... but i like to see the glass half full so, i month earlier than my bd.. anyways, there was a birthday party, NOT for me !!! hahaha.. for a friends who is 11... haha anyways, we went to his house to celebrate his bd... this is wat happened... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.30 went to cs. start my hunt for presents... ok,,, i see nothing yet... i went to a common place for a present and settled for something simple.. i can't tell what.. haha.. its hard to do birthday shopping for a guy, and who is in primary school... age gap ppl!!! and by 11, i think they stop watching ben 10.. so after buying my present. i went around window shopping as i have to wait for two of my friends to join me... we originally set to meet at 3, but they only came at 3.30 , so i went to buy some tickets for Alvin and the chipmunks 2... after they came, i went shoe shopping with SL.. as u know if u read the previous post,.. my wedges have gone to shoe heaven.. back,we watched the movie.. damn it was great.. brought me to laughter... theodore is really really cute every one of them is cute.. love them... after that i went shoe shopping again.. dang! i finally found a pair.. it costed rm40.. but wat the hell.. and i got a BIG BANG cd... thanks to a friend.. it was an early bd present for me... i am so happy, i am even listening to it now.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the party starts at 7.30 i got home at 7.. and took a bath and wrap the present my self and by the time clueless me found the house it was already near 8.. i lend my camera to a young boy and let him take the pics, hey he wanted to do my work for me.. you can't sue me for child labour.. haaha...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420904827092656786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SzrsOBQO4pI/AAAAAAAAAcA/4wcNe1FMUBg/s320/derek+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; my photographer of the day... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420904831245447650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SzrsOQuVceI/AAAAAAAAAcI/hl7bLq22GEE/s320/derek+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the birthday boy with his friends...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420904840552714322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SzrsOzZXEFI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/AI_7o18-cQM/s320/derek+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok i admit, i forced him to do that..haha.. still not child labour...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyways, after the cake eating ceremony, there are three clicks... the primary school talked bout DOTA... the secondaries , us talked bout lots of stuff.. ehem, ehem..haha and the older group talk bout well i don't exactly know wat.. haha.. too bored, i rode yes i rode a bicycle with only two wheels people, with a friend to my teacher's house.. nearby.. and we talked .. then home is the way to go..  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;finally a day is over..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-406829008677232397?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/406829008677232397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=406829008677232397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/406829008677232397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/406829008677232397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/12/yay-birthday-party.html' title='yay!! a birthday party...'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SzrsOBQO4pI/AAAAAAAAAcA/4wcNe1FMUBg/s72-c/derek+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-8724232836291316867</id><published>2009-12-26T03:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T05:02:50.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gurun marathon...or is it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18/12 ... the day i had an unexpected event ... hahaha... serious i could have lost a few pounds just for that... ok, on that day we the fo qing zhi you, was supposed to go to jitra's lai fa hua yuan, for the jitra's fo jiao hui's stuff... afternoon was for us to 'view ' flowers and night was suppose to be grand dinner... ok let's start! go go go!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.00 p.m. - we went to the fo jiao hui and we waited for everyone to be present.. we talked while waiting .. i was of course teasing my friend with his bf who is a jitra-ian... haha.. so as everyone is there we got into our luxurious vehicle - the van... i am serious, its not like any other van, this van is damn clean and very new although its aged d... anyways, the guys were singing in the back, which is annoying but sc and i were chatting... my mouth moved non stop as we haven seen each other for a while, although we went to cs just the day before... we went to pump some petrol and the uncles ask us if we needed to " give out water" .. and we said no... what a stupid decision to make... the only thing i regret.. haiz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;about 4 sumting : we were in the middle of the highway ... literally in the middle of it... we had pass the toll and the petrol station for a few km, and our " water" is starting to have a get together in the bladder area.. we were stuck due to an accident involving two big big big lorries... anyways, back to dilemma, we were waiting for it the move, and we got bored, so me and my frens walked on the high way, literally on the highway between cars, we took videos and all.. and it was drizzling.,. but who cared we walked for a few metres it seemed. and we went back to the van and by that time our bladders were saying they need some room as they were full ... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419514209768830498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SzX7dcBz9iI/AAAAAAAAAbA/rEHo2i5FTpc/s320/zi+mins+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;everybody came out from the car, despite having said that i was going to not hav a bf until i am at least 18, my fren and i went to check out gud looking guys haha. relax, just for fun... haha.. as our bladders were screaming like hell, we had no choice but to walk for god knows how many km just to go to toilet - the nearest toll.. anyways, i don't mind walking that long, really i don't, was i mind is just my bloody rm 29.90 highheels ... who can walk in cheap highheels for such a long journey? i ran and i walked and i jumped, and i few like killing somebody, you would think that after i peed, i would feel better, oh NO!!!! i have to walk back to the van, by that time, it was raining more and my damn wedges "spoiled ' ... arh!!! when we saw the van, it was like salvation.. through that whole journey to and from the public toilet , i had a serious thought at mind - i can't believe i am out there on the highway walking like a mad person with spoiled wedges , trousers pulled up to my knees and hair dat is i cant even describe to you... but nonetheless i was safe in the luxurious van..haha &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419516711952851538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SzX9vFY-IlI/AAAAAAAAAbI/nc-ECd48OZY/s320/zi+mins+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;see, wet!!! it was like i dived into the swimming pool.. we've waited for at least 3 hours and more.. then at about 7 sumting : yay!!! we were moving... but by the time we reach for the grand dinner it was already 8 .. 30 minutes late, but so wat , at least we made it... and we all sat a place and eat... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419518375844011170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SzX_P73iXKI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/gh5v8lZrvUI/s320/zi+mins+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the food was great... the best vege food ever.. and despite that awful expression on his face, we had a great time at the dinner... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419520378443320562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SzYBEgIazPI/AAAAAAAAAbY/ujFShHSjNaA/s320/zi+mins+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;great food...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419521543713629410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SzYCIVGgpOI/AAAAAAAAAbg/3q1gHUEWbA0/s320/zi+mins+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;dun be fooled by this pic, its not a chinese wedding, its just a celebration.. and they are not gays..XD&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419522525775395170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SzYDBfkR-WI/AAAAAAAAAbw/xa_j_sZQ7tE/s320/zi+mins+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust me, this is a cube ice cream.. damn nice...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419522513459891490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SzYDAxsCTSI/AAAAAAAAAbo/uLsORGqTWGA/s320/zi+mins+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;in the end i had a great day.. and i tot i could finally lose that few extra pounds, who knew i ate it back in again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-8724232836291316867?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8724232836291316867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=8724232836291316867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/8724232836291316867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/8724232836291316867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/12/gurun-marathonor-is-it.html' title='Gurun marathon...or is it?'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SzX7dcBz9iI/AAAAAAAAAbA/rEHo2i5FTpc/s72-c/zi+mins+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-3376444183900642177</id><published>2009-11-30T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T23:18:26.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what is going on? 2009</title><content type='html'>alot has happened in 2009... we know who is our real friend, we know who could be trusted, we know not all teachers are great , we know that sometimes things are as they seemed... People changed, and they will always do... I read a few blogs during this holidays some from my friends , some from other blogs that i came upon... Its full of sad sad stuff like betrayal, backstab, hate , break ups, love and miss... ( similar to mine but i seldom post sad stuff ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           I saw that some wrote bout their friends that betrayed them, some about unrequired love and everything... Friends , ya i agree that not all will stay even the ones that are close to you now. After a few months maybe that person will just be somebody you know. Same goes to love for our now young age, i have a new perspective now that there is no point to rush into a relationship now. I finally actually see clearly now hahaha, but people have to have some reason to make them realize . Like one of my guy friends, he said he would not date until he is 20 and i think its a really nice thing to commit to . He realized this after being in 3 terrible relationship with girls that acts like b*%$ches. So he started this new policy. I on the other hand, try to make it to at least 18. I've learnt that after i've seen that my friends who are in a relationship are all totally freaking out , all going crazy .. I definitely don't wanna spend my time on things that are so complicated, lets just say i aint that hardworking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Look at them complaining , crying and worrying whether their relationship is going well its quite a burden for someone like me who just wanna have fun... Some times one may feel lonely but hey that's what the internet  and friends are for hahaha... Some times your friends may chat with you bout wat her boyfriends did that was so romantic, yes we might feel envies ,and yes sometimes like special celebrations like  mooncake fest or valentine's day you don't have a partner with you but i feel that as long as you tag a friend along , everything wil be just ok for me... and u don't even wanna noe how i spend my mooncake fest. hahahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Anyways , y so sad? y burden our selves with things that is going to break our hearts? Its not that i m asking people not to care, care but know when to not care too... I learn tat this year, i learn you should now how , when to love and how and when to let go.. I love power , and due to some circumstances and now how to just not care bout it any more...( totally different topic) ... Nothing stays put , the only things that we can depend on are memories .... that's y don't ever not bring a camera when you go somewhere... who knows maybe a beautiful scenery may just show up...haha///&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-3376444183900642177?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3376444183900642177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=3376444183900642177' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/3376444183900642177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/3376444183900642177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-is-going-on-2009.html' title='what is going on? 2009'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-4976865640688520740</id><published>2009-11-23T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T22:05:53.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wad am i? ur toy!?</title><content type='html'>Ok, i may not be the most beautiful, not the most elegance not the most anything... but what am i to u people? i hate the fact that you guys think that I am some girl who goes as u plan, i ain't not puppet and this doll is starting to rebel... You guys think that you are so great, its b'coz i don't give out my opinion dat u people think  i am soft and weak, and easily manipulated, well if you know me well enough ladies and gentlemen i am the one who holds the decks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If i don't say a word it doesn't mean i am agreeing, i am just giving you a chance to change ur mind bout ur plans, if not i am going to have to embarass u, would you want tat? since all of you think i am too soft, then let the humiliation begin... i don't mind, enough is enough...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-4976865640688520740?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4976865640688520740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=4976865640688520740' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/4976865640688520740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/4976865640688520740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/wad-am-i-ur-toy.html' title='wad am i? ur toy!?'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-1524778546676965159</id><published>2009-11-23T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T21:42:37.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Majlis penghargaan...</title><content type='html'>ok i am abit late.. ok we had our majlis penghargaan on the 5 of nov and i m only posting this now.. so sorry hahaha... i forgot bout it... u cant blame me.. i have important things on my mind...&lt;br /&gt;morning - we went to school for our exams... our finals.... and we collected the prefects , yes PREFECTS' electronics such as handphones ,cameras and so on.... then its was our exam... damn I really could not focus... but nonetheless the dreadful morning ended with BIO paper 2 and 3.... hahaha... i think i failed it... anyways... we went to bilik pengawas and practice for the persembahan... and we ok, some walked to SP inn... while i ask my dad to fetch... hey , u can't blame a girl for being lazy... coming back to the main topic... we went there all sweaty and we set up Steve's keyboard on stage and the 5 MTs hav to escort the pengetua and PKs to the ball room.... and the fiesta begin.. when the previous KP gav his speech, i was changing into my performing outfit... and i broke my whole life record... I changed in just 5 minutes... wakakakakaka....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SwqUGQRn3aI/AAAAAAAAAaI/BvvVwiXqoEc/s1600/mp+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SwqUGQRn3aI/AAAAAAAAAaI/BvvVwiXqoEc/s320/mp+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407297137780710818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok the way things were that day...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SwqVfQ7SbCI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/IkakWdF366E/s1600/mp+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SwqVfQ7SbCI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/IkakWdF366E/s320/mp+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407298666963823650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok i never knew slyvia can play the guitar... this was the performance of the form 3s and they sang - this is me...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SwqWGlcRsBI/AAAAAAAAAaY/kayT232Atqo/s1600/mp+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SwqWGlcRsBI/AAAAAAAAAaY/kayT232Atqo/s320/mp+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407299342485794834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the performers of FORM 4 .. they sang songs too...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SwqWmikHtjI/AAAAAAAAAag/fsRnb9c0-SQ/s1600/mp+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SwqWmikHtjI/AAAAAAAAAag/fsRnb9c0-SQ/s400/mp+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407299891469202994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok if u are asking, i played the piano... these is our cover hahaha... our theme is black and white...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=89mBb0VJfGk - ok, in this link u can see how we play, sorry if the quality ain't good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this , ZE and ZH played the piano  and it was great... and after all that... we did our fav thing - posing... we took loads of pics and we said gud bye to the senior and oso gud luck...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SwtwHcVuI1I/AAAAAAAAAao/pQe_YxlWJDU/s1600/mp+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SwtwHcVuI1I/AAAAAAAAAao/pQe_YxlWJDU/s320/mp+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407539050757104466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i've warned u, we prefects of ibrahim are extremely good posers...wakakaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SwtwrEIHpXI/AAAAAAAAAaw/oSnFj1NB8LM/s1600/mp+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SwtwrEIHpXI/AAAAAAAAAaw/oSnFj1NB8LM/s320/mp+082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407539662732895602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok... u got to admit is a nice pose..haha...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SwtxY3SDm3I/AAAAAAAAAa4/Qq-q-QnJGRw/s1600/mp+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SwtxY3SDm3I/AAAAAAAAAa4/Qq-q-QnJGRw/s320/mp+079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407540449558895474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gud bye my seniors, au revoir, bye bye, hastalavista , ciao, sayonara , farewell, bon vayage, zai jian..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-1524778546676965159?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1524778546676965159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=1524778546676965159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/1524778546676965159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/1524778546676965159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/majlis-penghargaan.html' title='Majlis penghargaan...'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SwqUGQRn3aI/AAAAAAAAAaI/BvvVwiXqoEc/s72-c/mp+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-3335221430063339415</id><published>2009-11-23T04:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T05:45:40.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the world in my eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SwqMMG_BOVI/AAAAAAAAAaA/L6DJ4mlf66c/s1600/world.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SwqMMG_BOVI/AAAAAAAAAaA/L6DJ4mlf66c/s400/world.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407288442272954706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sometimes curious of the world and the things especially the people that are in it... that day i was chatting with my friends about the kind of people we've been meeting in school like those who are control freaks , those who are fake, those who are desperate , those who can't keep their mouth shut...&lt;br /&gt;     As we were talking, we felt a sudden feeling that the world is already the end... not denying that the world still has some good people, and i am not saying that i am... but at least i am better, i still have moral tied to me.... Today a friend came to my house and she said that some guy banged her car and gave her fake number , i really sometimes feel hopeless with the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I often have a feeling to end my life just like that... Yes, its cowardly but i am brave enough to at least admit it... I am not saying that religion is not important... but have u tot that we were given religion to believe in, we were tot not to kill , not to steal , not to do bad things, but did we follow those believes? Religion is a believe that teaches us to be good , but seeing the world becoming something so unbelivable.... i question religion , and i question myself... nonetheless i still believe in religion, as god was my fear, i have always fear if i do bad, i'll go to hell, that's what kept me sane , kept me good ( well at least it better than bad).... I question those who laugh when we speak of god, i sometimes question the unquestionable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Its silly when we think bout it, coz sumtings we just can't seem to control.. bout u just can't stop but wonder... Those who do bad, are they really not afraid of god, how can they become like that, we are good as we believe in good, they are bad is it because they believe in the devil? but the question is wat made the believe in the devil, what made us believe in god?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       ARH, my head is growing bigger now.. haiz.... i ain't thinking bout this anymore... i hav SPM next year... haiz... i hav to think bout that first....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-3335221430063339415?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3335221430063339415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=3335221430063339415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/3335221430063339415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/3335221430063339415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/world-in-my-eyes.html' title='the world in my eyes'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SwqMMG_BOVI/AAAAAAAAAaA/L6DJ4mlf66c/s72-c/world.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-4425014239143437889</id><published>2009-10-22T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T08:17:31.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>four days trip -kepala batas</title><content type='html'>first day - already tension when we reach school... we started  practicing...... den loaded our stuff... and suddenly the speakers are not working...my god i had to phone my father.... WHO KNEW THAT WE ARE GIVEN A BUNCH OF SPEAKERS ON THAT DAY???? anyways when we reach the hotel... we were all damn excited hahaha.... had dinner ... i ate vege.... and den saw one hot guy -code name : the blue shirt guy...hahaha.... after that went around seri malaysia... OMG , there's nothing.... after that... we got chased and we saw blue shirt guy...haha.... HN syok...wakakakaka... we cam-whored the whole time...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SuB1gNDRtpI/AAAAAAAAAYI/QWbSxbi1o3Q/s1600-h/jo+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SuB1gNDRtpI/AAAAAAAAAYI/QWbSxbi1o3Q/s400/jo+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395441549709522578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;they did not kiss....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SuB3CsKDWFI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/mAGYMDs3nyc/s1600-h/jo+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SuB3CsKDWFI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/mAGYMDs3nyc/s400/jo+077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395443241686620242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a few hours and the room is a mess... terrible la ..haha...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SuB37cTTrYI/AAAAAAAAAYY/T2lJBVl7uvc/s1600-h/jo+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SuB37cTTrYI/AAAAAAAAAYY/T2lJBVl7uvc/s400/jo+079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395444216683015554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;part of the fun.... there's alot where that came from...waakkakakak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second day - rehearsal day, but not until 2.30 la... so after breakfast we had plenty of time, and what four single girls can do in a room??? hahaha bingo.... we start talking ... bout what? well, it secret...blek!!! wakakakaka.... after that... lunch... and the rehearsal.... we went to dewan milenium d but the rehearsal time was terribly delayed so we had to wait... we started taking out the camera...and u noe the rest right? during rehearsal ... i suddenly was scared coz the stage was damn big,.... after 4, me azad and shuba went back to sp and do our hair and fetch shen yee... we ot the smoke machine and went back just in time for dinner... with my "bouncy" hair.... everybody was definitely looking at me...hahaha....  we went out and went to KFC again.... really getting sick of it... ate 2 days d... when me han ni and azad got back to the hotel... hohoho... we saw blue shirt guy.. and azad help us... and he turn out to be GAY!!!! OMG..... our dreams had shattered ... but we moved on fast with a new target...wakakakaka... Mr chin wakakakaka...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SuB8wXY5ztI/AAAAAAAAAYg/TcoUfqEkbcM/s1600-h/jo+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SuB8wXY5ztI/AAAAAAAAAYg/TcoUfqEkbcM/s400/jo+089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395449523943886546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;u could tell its morning rite?hahaha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SuB9sFIt1DI/AAAAAAAAAYo/sYH2an233OE/s1600-h/jo+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SuB9sFIt1DI/AAAAAAAAAYo/sYH2an233OE/s400/jo+090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395450549836305458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lobby's toilet.... the cam-whoring starts...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SuB_04iSa5I/AAAAAAAAAYw/oAc6V5AHLxo/s1600-h/jo+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SuB_04iSa5I/AAAAAAAAAYw/oAc6V5AHLxo/s400/jo+097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395452900095978386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok drama poster...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SuG98KRxgJI/AAAAAAAAAY4/d4gr_uCkAdY/s1600-h/jo+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SuG98KRxgJI/AAAAAAAAAY4/d4gr_uCkAdY/s400/jo+103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395802669815267474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the whole gang waiting in dewan milenium...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third day - our big day... well... we make up and cam-whored the whole morning and loaded our stuff and went for the big event... the reason we came... and i was nervous and scared and i went to toilet for at least four times b4 the competition....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SuG--rPIyNI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Dtvhz2sDQxc/s1600-h/jo+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SuG--rPIyNI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Dtvhz2sDQxc/s400/jo+168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395803812533946578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our cam-whoring experience....wakaakaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SuHCJEUrpWI/AAAAAAAAAZI/EJZcJ0ohsVQ/s1600-h/jo+177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SuHCJEUrpWI/AAAAAAAAAZI/EJZcJ0ohsVQ/s400/jo+177.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395807289601664354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i look so punk... hahaha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SuHET3tagvI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/PSk-F7mUlSo/s1600-h/jo+181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SuHET3tagvI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/PSk-F7mUlSo/s400/jo+181.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395809674217554674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i just love this....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SuHFGf1fl9I/AAAAAAAAAZY/mGyhKhV5C9U/s1600-h/jo+202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SuHFGf1fl9I/AAAAAAAAAZY/mGyhKhV5C9U/s400/jo+202.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395810543982319570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;malaysia's edward cullen.. lol&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SuHGnVPX7tI/AAAAAAAAAZg/0wcHHluVTmk/s1600-h/jo+220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SuHGnVPX7tI/AAAAAAAAAZg/0wcHHluVTmk/s400/jo+220.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395812207585390290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and then there's the seniors who come to support.... XD&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SuHHcauwv1I/AAAAAAAAAZo/wzROgL_JCuY/s1600-h/jo+234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SuHHcauwv1I/AAAAAAAAAZo/wzROgL_JCuY/s400/jo+234.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395813119592283986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yup the shocking moment.... the prize giving... when our name was called out first... i had the shock of my life.. not coz we got johan but we lost.... haiz... to think we had work so hard.... it just pains me to say... SOrry kedah, sorry ibrahim....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SuHIRCQw1eI/AAAAAAAAAZw/mQYHd1DyiPI/s1600-h/jo+240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SuHIRCQw1eI/AAAAAAAAAZw/mQYHd1DyiPI/s400/jo+240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395814023557076450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after a long night of partaying till four in the morning... we sleep and yes our seniors join us... talk about spending time till the end.... the sleep in our room which u can guess we had no more space left ... any ways i step on steve by accident... sorry... and div too... sorry.... and we went back ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really enjoyed my self and i really love it there.... i love u guys there so much... muacks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-4425014239143437889?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4425014239143437889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=4425014239143437889' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/4425014239143437889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/4425014239143437889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/10/four-days-trip-kepala-batas.html' title='four days trip -kepala batas'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SuB1gNDRtpI/AAAAAAAAAYI/QWbSxbi1o3Q/s72-c/jo+070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-7047102122133578021</id><published>2009-10-22T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T07:42:24.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back....</title><content type='html'>we are back from nationals but to your disappointment we lost and got last place summore ... but all that is behind us as we had fun there with good and funny memories....hohohoh... and some interesting stories.,..... wakakakakaka....we met with some new frens there... Penang , melaka, kl, N9 and lotz more....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-7047102122133578021?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7047102122133578021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=7047102122133578021' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/7047102122133578021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/7047102122133578021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/10/back.html' title='back....'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-236526164169785784</id><published>2009-10-17T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T08:03:50.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hate</title><content type='html'>Hate is a word we often use.... when we dont like a person, we will say i hate u... but a mere four lettered word could bring heartache and pain to a person's life....&lt;br /&gt;    i truly believe that if u hate some one ,u should just staby ourselves with a knife and not kill the person u hate, coz i truly think that someone will replace the person u hate.... Hate was created by the devil himself and he will not stop until all of human kind are willing to bow down to him and go against god... when will that be? when will it all stop? we will never know, what we do know is as long as there is love, there will always be hate....&lt;br /&gt;     hate can coz lots of drama in life, it can coz lots of pain.... no matter how many people u hate, there will always  beone person that if you hate, your life will be the end - youself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't hate u, but i just dont like you... i am sorry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-236526164169785784?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/236526164169785784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=236526164169785784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/236526164169785784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/236526164169785784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/10/hate.html' title='hate'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-5165003330540931199</id><published>2009-10-15T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T21:46:50.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing much happened..</title><content type='html'>BORING!!!! earth to the people ... i am so bored.... any ways i am here to tell u i will be out from 19 to 22 october coz of something.... don't miss me hahaha... any ways....&lt;br /&gt;                            &lt;br /&gt;                                           venue : kepala batas , hotel seri malaysia...&lt;br /&gt;                                            dates : 19 october to 22 october&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-5165003330540931199?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5165003330540931199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=5165003330540931199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/5165003330540931199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/5165003330540931199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/10/nothing-much-happened.html' title='nothing much happened..'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-4013881551013555039</id><published>2009-10-08T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T00:35:21.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the real mooncake fest... haha... lots of hot...</title><content type='html'>the day where i dance... i skip tuition hahaha... i went to fo jiao hui at 4... to get ready there... all of us wore make up , tied our hairs and everything there.. but we only left at 6 something.... after that... we went to the place in pekan lama d.... it was terrible it rain like hell.. gaga.. and the stage was awful... anyways... we waited for our turn... and we dance... it was terrible i only trained for 4 days and i wasn't anygood,.... but the best parts were i saw some ... haha... u get the point... in the end we were to spread lights around... and all of a sudden this cute guy in red came up to me and gave me a name card although it was a wushu name card but it really did brighten my dull day... in the end i got burnt by the candle but i also had a chance to see the beauty in a person ( not that red guy la) but others.... it was quite beautiful..although the dance sucked, but the festival ain;t bad.... although I STILL HAVENT EATEN MOONCAKES!!! hahaha.... anyways... it was a lonely two days of mooncake days, but i am glad coz i am very tabah hahahT.T...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Ss7hrA0zarI/AAAAAAAAAXY/q8gYQx_9az4/s1600-h/jo+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Ss7hrA0zarI/AAAAAAAAAXY/q8gYQx_9az4/s400/jo+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390493933081160370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my fren's brother.... wat can i say , i m vain... hahaha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Ss7i3chjwLI/AAAAAAAAAXg/b5OfPTAXZKo/s1600-h/jo+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Ss7i3chjwLI/AAAAAAAAAXg/b5OfPTAXZKo/s400/jo+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390495246186692786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Ss7i3chjwLI/AAAAAAAAAXg/b5OfPTAXZKo/s1600-h/jo+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the whole gang.....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Ss7j9jOceBI/AAAAAAAAAXo/dRYEdIgb0lA/s1600-h/jo+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Ss7j9jOceBI/AAAAAAAAAXo/dRYEdIgb0lA/s400/jo+059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390496450576414738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hahaha... the moment when i told my self something important : taabaaaaahlaaaaah~~~ !!! T.T hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-4013881551013555039?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4013881551013555039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=4013881551013555039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/4013881551013555039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/4013881551013555039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/10/real-mooncake-fest-haha-lots-of-hot.html' title='the real mooncake fest... haha... lots of hot...'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Ss7hrA0zarI/AAAAAAAAAXY/q8gYQx_9az4/s72-c/jo+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-5160683240167172958</id><published>2009-10-08T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T00:48:01.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my mooncake fest... i still din get any mooncake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Ss6777knkfI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9WYO7yfcX3Q/s1600-h/zhong+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Ss6777knkfI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9WYO7yfcX3Q/s400/zhong+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390452442287018482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;friday nite's event..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my god, i went at 5 to prepare for some stuff there.. well i am in the commity .... anyways...  i din do much.. but i help little here and there... i get to be the temporary journalist...haha... first it started with ucapan ..blah blah blah... den dancing... see those adorable children :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Ss7EMufwEqI/AAAAAAAAAXA/sjkKckcVY-Y/s1600-h/zhong+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Ss7EMufwEqI/AAAAAAAAAXA/sjkKckcVY-Y/s400/zhong+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390461526927741602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after that was wushu den others... i was busy preparing for the next segment...  after all that we went up and wished every body.. of course i wasnt in there...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Ss7FAlTlQQI/AAAAAAAAAXI/fyfz4pBbNis/s1600-h/jo+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Ss7FAlTlQQI/AAAAAAAAAXI/fyfz4pBbNis/s400/jo+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390462417813979394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i met with my old fren there... damn he's tall... one head./..T.T and a very long tongue...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Ss7GulXE-jI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/w7LRuHnybjU/s1600-h/jo+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Ss7GulXE-jI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/w7LRuHnybjU/s400/jo+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390464307614251570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so cute.. just adorable... there were a lot of children and may i say it with them i can also be a children and i like that...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the hustles and bustles, we went out to it in sejati with of course the jitra-ians... ahaha... and of course my frens bf came... but they didn't talk... and i ain't gonna worsen my time, so i played with a new friend i met.. hahaha... its so damn hilarious... wakakakaka&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Ss7oX5L3NcI/AAAAAAAAAXw/ZKZAwXsWqMU/s1600-h/zhong+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Ss7oX5L3NcI/AAAAAAAAAXw/ZKZAwXsWqMU/s400/zhong+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390501301194274242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;forgot to mention i was pregnant for that day...hahaha.... and it was hard being pregnant...haha...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Ss7o7bTpTQI/AAAAAAAAAX4/OZJiDl7LFKM/s1600-h/jo+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Ss7o7bTpTQI/AAAAAAAAAX4/OZJiDl7LFKM/s400/jo+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390501911649144066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;despite my happy face we were all damn tired...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Ss7qVeDuuOI/AAAAAAAAAYA/yg1EPvaiilo/s1600-h/DSC00258+%285%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Ss7qVeDuuOI/AAAAAAAAAYA/yg1EPvaiilo/s400/DSC00258+%285%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390503458575923426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha.. awww. so sweet... they are both gay... hahaha.. my final conclusion...haha... no they are not la... if u think they are shame on u, stand in the corner for 24 hours to think bout ur wrong...haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-5160683240167172958?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5160683240167172958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=5160683240167172958' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/5160683240167172958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/5160683240167172958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-mooncake-fest-i-still-din-get-any.html' title='my mooncake fest... i still din get any mooncake'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Ss6777knkfI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9WYO7yfcX3Q/s72-c/zhong+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-9019660758914744265</id><published>2009-10-04T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T06:57:09.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>an accident ... OMG .. but my life din flash in front of me...</title><content type='html'>1 october... i went to my association for a rehearsal for the mooncake festival.. and then one of my girlfriends forgot to bring something but her house was far so we walk to my house instead , coz its nearer.. before going to my house we have to cross a road, two roads to be exact... anyways i was on the phone talking to my bro saying that i'll be back in a while to pick something up ... so she of course has to pull me coz i never learn to cross a road... i was talking and talking and as i close my phone i saw the white line den i stop ... but den i haven reach there yet... den suddenly a motor came and i felt a strong pain ... it knock me twice or thrice.. but i still can't understand wat was going on.. until my gf let go of my hand .... she had more pain than me... I am sorry!! its my fault.... i have two bruises but i can live with it... its an experience to remember.... thank god i am ok.... lucky me the motor did not accelerate...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-9019660758914744265?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9019660758914744265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=9019660758914744265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/9019660758914744265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/9019660758914744265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/10/accident-omg-but-my-life-din-flash-in.html' title='an accident ... OMG .. but my life din flash in front of me...'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-4556585472657271169</id><published>2009-10-02T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T06:25:17.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>second day of melaka... my heroes...</title><content type='html'>wakakakaka... my heroes .. not actually mine but its close enough ..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Ssbn-nZo54I/AAAAAAAAAWY/sbCreBJ5oUE/s1600-h/fa+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Ssbn-nZo54I/AAAAAAAAAWY/sbCreBJ5oUE/s400/fa+104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388249067109803906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the heroes of the day..haha... this is the story... we stayed in the condo rite? and one unit has 3 rooms each unit has one 8 girls and 4 boys.... these ppl stayed with a group of girls... and beside their unit is also girls from their school... and den tat night the aline their handphones all 12 coz sum body has been prank calling each and everyone of their phones making weird ghost noises... the girls of course was damn terrified... so in the end the called up our teacher and the teacher told them bout the person and they went to the next unit... when the two guys reach there they phone the number and then the opened a door, inside were two girls... turns out they were the culprit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the two guys went back to their units after uncovering the mystery but their girls were all scared of ghost.. so they ask them to sleep with them... Don't get me wrong not in the same bed... the hero part starts here - they help portect the girls and they were willing to sleep on the floor... wat a nice guy... awww.... the girls said that the air con has a ghost in it coz it made sounds - hahaha, if an air con made no sound will the air con giv out air? wakakakakaak... so cute la....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to melaka... after breakfast at the carnival place where we had yummy sausages and eggs... yum yum.. we went to see some historical place... my love for melaka started here...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SsbtW-Fks6I/AAAAAAAAAWg/EugRctgE8j4/s1600-h/fa+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SsbtW-Fks6I/AAAAAAAAAWg/EugRctgE8j4/s400/fa+110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388254983074657186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crist church melaka&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SsiQQ3X1e7I/AAAAAAAAAWo/uX4pzkeAUKI/s1600-h/fa+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SsiQQ3X1e7I/AAAAAAAAAWo/uX4pzkeAUKI/s400/fa+111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388715573565029298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some fountain out side of crist church...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SsiRpgOQr7I/AAAAAAAAAWw/ijYVl95LUvQ/s1600-h/fa+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SsiRpgOQr7I/AAAAAAAAAWw/ijYVl95LUvQ/s400/fa+123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388717096359210930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;another church.. up the mountains my dears....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just sumting like this in melacca.. fun days there met with some new people ... just love it... after that went to putrajaya and ipoh ... nothing much... love it... #&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-4556585472657271169?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4556585472657271169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=4556585472657271169' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/4556585472657271169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/4556585472657271169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/10/second-day-of-melaka-my-heroes.html' title='second day of melaka... my heroes...'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Ssbn-nZo54I/AAAAAAAAAWY/sbCreBJ5oUE/s72-c/fa+104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-63667526466415073</id><published>2009-09-27T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T08:26:20.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the trip in melaka....</title><content type='html'>after genting we went to melaka to have some fun... we watch movies in the bus.. was sleepy but continue watching it anyways....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sr9xu9p2x7I/AAAAAAAAAVo/f5nIzqMY9wU/s1600-h/fa+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sr9xu9p2x7I/AAAAAAAAAVo/f5nIzqMY9wU/s400/fa+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386148730996443058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to A famosa .. the first thing when i got down the car was to wear my awesome sunglasses... and trust me the whole trip apart from THE tour guide and some teachers no body else wore....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sr9z_m1kGiI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Z4Y3l2Glopc/s1600-h/fa+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sr9z_m1kGiI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Z4Y3l2Glopc/s400/fa+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386151215952566818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that intro , some guy from the western country asked me and SL sumting.. not important.,.. den we went to see the wild wild west show and the animal show and the bird show.... i gt a little wet in the www show... and the animal and bird show was damn nice , very cute... after that we went on a safari thingy... it was so damn smelly but the animals are so beautiful ..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sr92Bi8UcgI/AAAAAAAAAV4/PZRfbm3Hlk4/s1600-h/fa+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sr92Bi8UcgI/AAAAAAAAAV4/PZRfbm3Hlk4/s400/fa+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386153448290152962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                              wild wild west show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sr92qxVgd4I/AAAAAAAAAWA/9jTUNi4-qZ0/s1600-h/fa+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sr92qxVgd4I/AAAAAAAAAWA/9jTUNi4-qZ0/s400/fa+076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386154156528531330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                             in safari world... my only love of feline....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways after a long day out in the sun we went to the souvenir shop to buy something... and guess wat i didnt buy anything... waakakakakak.... haha... we went back to the hotel to talk a long bath... After a long day out, we went out to hav dinner..and went to see the red indian show and the carnival... it was the most magical day of my life .... I M IN LOVE WITH A FAMOSA!!!!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sr93_m3ADNI/AAAAAAAAAWI/bjgizK-RgxM/s1600-h/fa+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sr93_m3ADNI/AAAAAAAAAWI/bjgizK-RgxM/s400/fa+067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386155614005103826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                          i am afraid of him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cf7d4c70fdf900d5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcf7d4c70fdf900d5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331114379%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1AE02A1AD81CBB3D1D33DABA7C7410ECD8A3DB37.472E80229422F1736CF0231BBB987DF1F0C5A5FF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcf7d4c70fdf900d5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvNbkpITNkqtWT7u6NvdyvL-DqjE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcf7d4c70fdf900d5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331114379%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1AE02A1AD81CBB3D1D33DABA7C7410ECD8A3DB37.472E80229422F1736CF0231BBB987DF1F0C5A5FF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcf7d4c70fdf900d5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvNbkpITNkqtWT7u6NvdyvL-DqjE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt; a small part of the carnival... FUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sr95JsGcv3I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/bq7I90U3qSo/s1600-h/fa+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sr95JsGcv3I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/bq7I90U3qSo/s400/fa+079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386156886722396018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                 after the carnival ... we are all tired....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a whole day in a famosa... we went to bed after watching a movie and blowdrying our hair after being " attacked "by elephants.... tell u guys the second day tomorrow.. n_n&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-63667526466415073?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/63667526466415073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=63667526466415073' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/63667526466415073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/63667526466415073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/trip-in-melaka.html' title='the trip in melaka....'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sr9xu9p2x7I/AAAAAAAAAVo/f5nIzqMY9wU/s72-c/fa+048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-1435433851793255107</id><published>2009-09-26T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T07:46:04.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am back..... and yes, it was fun...</title><content type='html'>i am back from my trip to Genting + melaka + putra jaya  + ipoh.. and yes my friends it was a blast....&lt;br /&gt;we went to genting highlands first... we started our bus at 11 sumting i think... i was so not sleepy ... we didn't know any body as we are the only form 4 girls....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sr4fmx7_fAI/AAAAAAAAAU4/iy2uBnqwhGM/s1600-h/fa+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sr4fmx7_fAI/AAAAAAAAAU4/iy2uBnqwhGM/s400/fa+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385776955482143746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to a place to eat.. the food was not very tasty ... maybe coz its a bit early... it is quite nice of the owner to open his shop at 6 am for us...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sr4ijRditWI/AAAAAAAAAVA/z6yJjKhwN1A/s1600-h/fa+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sr4ijRditWI/AAAAAAAAAVA/z6yJjKhwN1A/s400/fa+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385780193759769954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we sat a cable car and blah blah blah... den we went to play outdoors.... something bad happen to me... and i aint telling its just real real bad... after playing... we went to ripley's believe it or not..and me and ma fren got lost.... i apologized to a cute tour guide( chinese ) although he ain''t my tour guide. wakakakaka... next we went to snow world.. and man it was damn fun... and i saw another cute guy ( malay).... me and my luck..wakakakaka... after lunch we continued with the outdoors... and my feet hurt... damn... and then in one of the rides i saw another cute worker ( indian _... waakakakaka.. after screaming my lungs out... me and SL went to the dinasour land and guess wat? hahaha.,.. another cute guy ( chinese ).... hahaha... after taking pictures with dinasours.. we went to the " apolo" ride.. the ride that goes up and down.... i didnt dare to ride it , coz i rode it before and it still haunts me wherelse my dear friend rode it, and damn it was funny ... wakakaka... but while waiting for my friend who was still in line, and still talking to me, there's another cute guy ( i think pakistan).... wakakakakakaka.... after that, we met up with the others and went chocolate hunting ( dont ask)...&lt;br /&gt;After a long journey, we went to our rooms and finally bath... and then we had dinner.. and i swear my feet was killing me but i still went shopping with my bestie and in the end we felt tired and went to our rooms... before that we actually got lost...wakakakakka..... that's the day in genting... i'll tell u guys bout the rest tomorrow... if i still remember... help me count how many cute guys i met...and dont get me wrong, i didn't go to this trip to meet any....hahaha &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sr4nHbO0xqI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/VnZIscQON6U/s1600-h/fa+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sr4nHbO0xqI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/VnZIscQON6U/s400/fa+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385785212904195746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                             ripley's believe it or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sr4n18MMIwI/AAAAAAAAAVY/ALs5zJiqdL4/s1600-h/fa+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sr4n18MMIwI/AAAAAAAAAVY/ALs5zJiqdL4/s400/fa+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385786012025496322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                          My dinasaur friends.....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sr4oVOZm4wI/AAAAAAAAAVg/tmxPNJXBBd8/s1600-h/fa+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sr4oVOZm4wI/AAAAAAAAAVg/tmxPNJXBBd8/s400/fa+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385786549489558274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     our one night in genting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sr4mDMAyaGI/AAAAAAAAAVI/pl5dXhFMYiw/s1600-h/fa+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-1435433851793255107?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1435433851793255107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=1435433851793255107' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/1435433851793255107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/1435433851793255107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-back-and-yes-it-was-fun.html' title='i am back..... and yes, it was fun...'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sr4fmx7_fAI/AAAAAAAAAU4/iy2uBnqwhGM/s72-c/fa+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-3010905009986954639</id><published>2009-09-21T22:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T22:01:23.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>going on a trip...</title><content type='html'>so dont miss me wakakakakaka... i am going on a trip later tonight with my bestie.... so won't be updating my blog for at least a week k? love u guys...bye.#&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-3010905009986954639?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3010905009986954639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=3010905009986954639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/3010905009986954639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/3010905009986954639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/going-on-trip.html' title='going on a trip...'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-6145369584447316938</id><published>2009-09-20T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T09:36:25.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>recap of my "love" life...haha...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SrZX4bfsixI/AAAAAAAAAUw/dUAy8GTA8aQ/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 109px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SrZX4bfsixI/AAAAAAAAAUw/dUAy8GTA8aQ/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383587031532997394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE NOT OLD ENOUGH YET!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. but really ... I was with some friends younger than i that day and we were chatting.... she said she had 3 boyfriends and she was only in Form 2 , ok fine, double that number and u get the number of boyfriends of a girl who is in form 1... great.... and i? needless to say only once.. and its just for fun... my god.. but it kept me thinking.... Is it my problem? but its good for my age....hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just 16 despite looking " mature" and dress " mature" , note that i never use the word old.... hahaha.. i could have chances but i just won't take them, i made my choices and now they are happy with their present gfs and i feel happy although sometimes i will think that that girl could have been me... but i like it now... single .. u can hang out with the guys and not have to worry what my bf will think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a very delicate and sensitive creature although i look brutal and tom boyish... i can't stand to get hurt... to feel pain.. i love to isolate myself from the world but the world knows i cant... One day i may need a spouse , but single forever ain't bad..wakakakaka.... anyways.... i was hurt once or twice... although i am still friends with them, it sometimes hurt to think of it... but i moved on and now just putting my Love onto my besties.... so u know who u are and too bad coz u guys are gonna be drown in my love ,,,hahaha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-6145369584447316938?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6145369584447316938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=6145369584447316938' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/6145369584447316938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/6145369584447316938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/recap-of-my-love-lifehaha.html' title='recap of my &quot;love&quot; life...haha...'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SrZX4bfsixI/AAAAAAAAAUw/dUAy8GTA8aQ/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-2347930702806278244</id><published>2009-09-19T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T00:19:20.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sheng ming zhong de peng you concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SrXQelVaPgI/AAAAAAAAAUI/JTm3YJiq1u8/s1600-h/ha+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SrXQelVaPgI/AAAAAAAAAUI/JTm3YJiq1u8/s400/ha+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383438153427860994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;x tau dia tu keluar dr mana... haha... this pic shows that we were on our way to the concert in gurun.. we had a blast in the van... we laughed and talked and played.... great and of course took lot of vain pics... wakakakaka below is one :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SrXR42Lxu5I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/iEjLdABGWVE/s1600-h/ha+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SrXR42Lxu5I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/iEjLdABGWVE/s400/ha+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383439704139086738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hehe... Zi Pai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SrXS6fIgQJI/AAAAAAAAAUY/a5PQX5IL17M/s1600-h/ha+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SrXS6fIgQJI/AAAAAAAAAUY/a5PQX5IL17M/s400/ha+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383440831822708882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i dun't noe these people .. but this is a pic of how we sat yesterday... we changed place for like 3 times... but i see some hot guys hahaha... but my main priority was to  see my friend's " sms lover" wakakakaka... he was... ok la...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SrXUhHo8K1I/AAAAAAAAAUg/8Yjl_yA_-po/s1600-h/ha+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SrXUhHo8K1I/AAAAAAAAAUg/8Yjl_yA_-po/s400/ha+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383442595042831186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;half way we did OLYMPIC... haha... its was fun the whole scene was so damn beautiful and the videos made my eyes watery... but i never shed tears... wakakakaka....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SrXWUpR75qI/AAAAAAAAAUo/5_ms_VDsFt4/s1600-h/ha+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SrXWUpR75qI/AAAAAAAAAUo/5_ms_VDsFt4/s400/ha+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383444579758106274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i had a great time .. u see i am glowing ... wakakakaka... glad to be there.... lucky i never pass out on that opportunity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never get to take lots of pics, coz my useless camera had no battery which is weird coz i just recharged it... i nid new batteries...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-2347930702806278244?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2347930702806278244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=2347930702806278244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/2347930702806278244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/2347930702806278244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/sheng-ming-zhong-de-peng-you-concert.html' title='sheng ming zhong de peng you concert'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SrXQelVaPgI/AAAAAAAAAUI/JTm3YJiq1u8/s72-c/ha+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-2602103235695159257</id><published>2009-09-19T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T23:29:15.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>selamat hari raya my friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SrXK5efIREI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OhdIw-9V2os/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 124px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SrXK5efIREI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OhdIw-9V2os/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383432018376279106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dis raya i may go to your houses by surprise to visit wakakakaka.... so get ready those green packet.... hahaha....This raya i won't be in SP for long, i am going on a trip to genting, den melaka after tat putra jaya... so don't miss me.. wakakakakaka... and i'll make sure i buy u guys presents if my mom gives me more moeny dat is... hahahaha... so i hope u guys enjoy urselves.... love you guys.. muacks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-2602103235695159257?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2602103235695159257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=2602103235695159257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/2602103235695159257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/2602103235695159257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-hari-raya-my-friends.html' title='selamat hari raya my friends...'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SrXK5efIREI/AAAAAAAAAUA/OhdIw-9V2os/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-4351036732119900087</id><published>2009-09-03T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T05:57:19.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yes, nationals on " again" !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sp-mCkQt7jI/AAAAAAAAAT4/aj0k9qzgaGw/s1600-h/duh+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sp-mCkQt7jI/AAAAAAAAAT4/aj0k9qzgaGw/s400/duh+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377199043127406130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i was told that nationals for drama is on.. YES!!!! finally i can go to nationals .. i am so damn happy... we are going to work twice as hard although i may have forgotten my lines.. hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-4351036732119900087?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4351036732119900087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=4351036732119900087' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/4351036732119900087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/4351036732119900087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/yes-nationals-on-again.html' title='yes, nationals on &quot; again&quot; !!!'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sp-mCkQt7jI/AAAAAAAAAT4/aj0k9qzgaGw/s72-c/duh+037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-6959950534397536430</id><published>2009-08-30T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T08:03:44.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a little late, but vijay...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SpqOL2OG1LI/AAAAAAAAASw/WnCEUK_014s/s1600-h/duh+158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SpqOL2OG1LI/AAAAAAAAASw/WnCEUK_014s/s400/duh+158.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375765439404496050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aww, i miss Mr Evil Rabbit... no more vijay for me to poke d.... haiz... haha.. but the last day before u left for sarawak was quite fun.. from 2 something we lepak till almost 7... ok la tu... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SpqO0mKsGGI/AAAAAAAAAS4/BjCTyU8GxWk/s1600-h/duh+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SpqO0mKsGGI/AAAAAAAAAS4/BjCTyU8GxWk/s400/duh+131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375766139469830242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my lunch... my god i missed it, my fav food - ice cream wakakakaka.. but i aint the one paying... hohoho.. steve ooi paid for it... wakakakakaka.... A free meal for little miss Joyce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SpqRKpo3RiI/AAAAAAAAATA/r0fQAuOECKU/s1600-h/DSC00071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SpqRKpo3RiI/AAAAAAAAATA/r0fQAuOECKU/s400/DSC00071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375768717382075938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;did i mention i go nuts when i eat too much ice cream?? hehe.. i go childish that day.. well u cant actually blame me.. despite ice cream, drama team won states that day.. wakakakaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SpqSj1AobOI/AAAAAAAAATI/4TfSGjxJLjY/s1600-h/DSC00075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SpqSj1AobOI/AAAAAAAAATI/4TfSGjxJLjY/s400/DSC00075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375770249442913506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;before leaving, VJ made sure he had his fun with steve too... haha.. cian steve... wakakakaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SpqTUMy0HnI/AAAAAAAAATQ/ZJMZeXpVhRs/s1600-h/duh+196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SpqTUMy0HnI/AAAAAAAAATQ/ZJMZeXpVhRs/s400/duh+196.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375771080461131378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in the end, we hold captive of a waiter and " force " him to take our pics.. wakakaka&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-6959950534397536430?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6959950534397536430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=6959950534397536430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/6959950534397536430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/6959950534397536430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-little-late-but-vijay.html' title='Its a little late, but vijay...'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SpqOL2OG1LI/AAAAAAAAASw/WnCEUK_014s/s72-c/duh+158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-8825115879032402613</id><published>2009-08-29T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T06:11:22.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a smile ends all sadness...??</title><content type='html'>Mental breakdown.. again... I need sometime off.. but how can i??&lt;br /&gt;When something big happens, it always involve me ,haha, i dont know if its luck... or misfortunes.... They say a smile breaks all curse , a smile turns that frown upside down... I smiled... but i dont think it work... i am still sad, still crying... still trying to be strong.. I swear i am trying my best not to be soft not to be weak.. with what had happened to me before, i try to be tough, let others shed tears while i hug them telling them its okay, and i myself will simply just go to the back room and shed some, not in front of people ( i shed tears in front before, and the reaction was not good ) ... When u cry there are a few types of people : those that truly cares, they are there telling u everything is al rite ( good people ) , : there are those who laugh in side and say serves her rite  ( bad people ) : there are also people who just shut up and look at you kindly letting you cry until you are tired ( understanding people ) : of course there are people who makes things worse by saying worse thing or by giving you a not so patient look and say that you are nuts ( evil people )..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;               I want neither from the 4...  I just want to be alone... and maybe maybe tell to the people that i care bout, what is bugging me... but sometimes the people that i care bout are the people that are making me shed tears... Who do i talk to now???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-8825115879032402613?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8825115879032402613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=8825115879032402613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/8825115879032402613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/8825115879032402613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/smile-ends-all-sadness.html' title='a smile ends all sadness...??'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-5311064604130785747</id><published>2009-08-23T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T20:00:17.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Brand New Me, No more Gaga..</title><content type='html'>No more gaga over people, now must start focusing on a better aim.. that is my life , my future ... Cherish the moments with my girl friends, (when i say girl friends, i meant girl Friends not girlfriends, even though i...haha) anyways, no more lack of concentration in my work, must do properly now, no more playing no more un-seriousness.... Wish me luck...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-5311064604130785747?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5311064604130785747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=5311064604130785747' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/5311064604130785747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/5311064604130785747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/brand-new-me-no-more-gaga.html' title='The Brand New Me, No more Gaga..'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-1508039250834143834</id><published>2009-08-22T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T07:50:48.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mask rider</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SpAEaP7B_RI/AAAAAAAAASQ/LF_8fL0f9eM/s1600-h/fa+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SpAEaP7B_RI/AAAAAAAAASQ/LF_8fL0f9eM/s400/fa+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372799204450237714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha... sempena H1N1.. semua kena pakai mask!!!  Prevent the spread of H1 N1... but apart from that reason... I actually wear it for fun... wakakaka.. see me transform to a killer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SpAFDdg65NI/AAAAAAAAASY/csRMys6PRW0/s1600-h/fa+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SpAFDdg65NI/AAAAAAAAASY/csRMys6PRW0/s400/fa+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372799912473453778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I look evil... wakakaka... I love it... U can see nothing.. not even my skin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-1508039250834143834?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1508039250834143834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=1508039250834143834' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/1508039250834143834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/1508039250834143834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/mask-rider.html' title='Mask rider'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SpAEaP7B_RI/AAAAAAAAASQ/LF_8fL0f9eM/s72-c/fa+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-4566555274588631434</id><published>2009-08-15T05:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T23:54:15.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B4 , during and after..Drama...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SoaszUMINEI/AAAAAAAAARY/8fWjIuzU8mA/s1600-h/duh+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370169603278779458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SoaszUMINEI/AAAAAAAAARY/8fWjIuzU8mA/s400/duh+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a few sneak peaks in the happenings of life in Drama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This pic shows that we are at the place where we put our props and of course u can't see our props but my new trend - Arabic style... haha.. i have my reasons for my style...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(district )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SoayYa6NKQI/AAAAAAAAARg/HcYaqLafet4/s1600-h/duh+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370175738295953666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SoayYa6NKQI/AAAAAAAAARg/HcYaqLafet4/s400/duh+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only form 2 and already master of tech and sound , i salute u dude... Mr Ikhwan.... U see that nice treble clef on his cheek.. yup i am the mastermind.. wakakaka..&lt;br /&gt;( state)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SobCZnv8b1I/AAAAAAAAARw/HgtPNpg2pY4/s1600-h/duh+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370193351108489042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SobCZnv8b1I/AAAAAAAAARw/HgtPNpg2pY4/s400/duh+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My " family" ... They were the ones with me when we were having practices... Of course like family we fight but we love each other... Especially mommy and daddy..haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( district / state )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/So5A5Ww5W2I/AAAAAAAAAR4/R9CfDhja7Nc/s1600-h/efg+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372302759606967138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/So5A5Ww5W2I/AAAAAAAAAR4/R9CfDhja7Nc/s400/efg+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course during practice.. we too play a fool of ourselfs... Its a joy ride...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( full dress rehearsal )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/So5CFyN4ElI/AAAAAAAAASA/YT0J-NX2BMA/s1600-h/duh+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372304072646333010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/So5CFyN4ElI/AAAAAAAAASA/YT0J-NX2BMA/s400/duh+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, we just take a camera and take pictures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( after competition)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/So5D9CCM93I/AAAAAAAAASI/ngjbpsWHOFQ/s1600-h/duh+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372306121296770930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/So5D9CCM93I/AAAAAAAAASI/ngjbpsWHOFQ/s400/duh+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we work hard too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(state)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-4566555274588631434?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4566555274588631434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=4566555274588631434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/4566555274588631434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/4566555274588631434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/b4-during-and-afterdrama.html' title='B4 , during and after..Drama...'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SoaszUMINEI/AAAAAAAAARY/8fWjIuzU8mA/s72-c/duh+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-3143773961014447210</id><published>2009-08-07T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T00:04:28.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We won!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SnzprQvyzGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/j5HOoDVXmJs/s1600-h/duh+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367421785357864034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SnzprQvyzGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/j5HOoDVXmJs/s400/duh+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Snzod-u95WI/AAAAAAAAARI/bsb6QlPMBWk/s1600-h/duh+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367420457672631650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Snzod-u95WI/AAAAAAAAARI/bsb6QlPMBWk/s400/duh+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we won!!! i still can't believe we won... we were promised to go to nationals but still have no news yet.. I really really really really want to go.... Last year , i never got the chance to go, not because we didn't win , its because i had my trial exam.... but to get back on track i must go to this year's nationals... So i can " show off" my national's shirt in front of Jordan n Steve haha.. XD... we work really hard.. and i am so happy we won!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-3143773961014447210?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3143773961014447210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=3143773961014447210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/3143773961014447210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/3143773961014447210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-won.html' title='We won!!!'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SnzprQvyzGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/j5HOoDVXmJs/s72-c/duh+082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-8713689818973445807</id><published>2009-08-07T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T01:37:55.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate my self...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Snvk7ow5_7I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/eX1xY-4ZH_I/s1600-h/duh+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367135094148038578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Snvk7ow5_7I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/eX1xY-4ZH_I/s400/duh+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hated looking at my self... on stage, in front of a mirror and plain reflection.. I hated the thought of " me, myself and i" i hated taking pictures using my nikon camera , my z550i camera phone i hated... I hated, and i still hate it.. but i am trying... o so badly i am trying... I am trying to not hate it.. they see me as a camera freak ( not using the word cam whore .. XD ) taking pictures of myself.. little did they know, i am trying to not hate... Maybe i hated myself, giving my self this pressure , this very high hopes and very strict regulations that i myself cant fulfill... I am trying to put everything down , but by my self i cant but i wont insist on others helping me... what is wrong with me? But nonetheless i am trying .. trying very hard to not hate.. to trying to be fair and nice to my self...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367137391677945026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SnvnBXuuNMI/AAAAAAAAARA/PtQEsEgeShI/s400/DSC00033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-8713689818973445807?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8713689818973445807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=8713689818973445807' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/8713689818973445807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/8713689818973445807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-hated-looking-at-my-self.html' title='i hate my self...'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Snvk7ow5_7I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/eX1xY-4ZH_I/s72-c/duh+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-6322238307555573504</id><published>2009-07-28T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T05:55:11.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we like to move it? or u my dear andrew... wakakaka..</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-616dc662a94fd29e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D616dc662a94fd29e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331114379%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5160BBE1E4E4F6C5B061D0B1F972BCAD1C260CED.69110DB3E4AD077D16393207E18477A37BE656C6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D616dc662a94fd29e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9OUmCooxKL_arK5zYxNBysEpLKw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D616dc662a94fd29e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331114379%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5160BBE1E4E4F6C5B061D0B1F972BCAD1C260CED.69110DB3E4AD077D16393207E18477A37BE656C6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D616dc662a94fd29e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9OUmCooxKL_arK5zYxNBysEpLKw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;we like to move it move it.. from madagascar... I don't noe why he was singing that coz i wasnt there during that session in the camp, coz i think i was asleep if i am not mistaken.. Sleeping nicely in the room until i was awaken by a " da bush" " da bush" sound... It turns out that sound means they are taking a bath or something...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-6322238307555573504?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=616dc662a94fd29e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6322238307555573504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=6322238307555573504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/6322238307555573504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/6322238307555573504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-like-to-move-it-or-u-my-dear-andrew.html' title='we like to move it? or u my dear andrew... wakakaka..'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-2103089820289482102</id><published>2009-07-21T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T05:09:11.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a camp where i lost my...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SmWtK95VykI/AAAAAAAAAQw/m-KTdzqDGes/s1600-h/www+537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360881335379806786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SmWtK95VykI/AAAAAAAAAQw/m-KTdzqDGes/s320/www+537.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you were thinking virginity, u better face the wall and rethink you coloured mind my dears... A camp where i lost my FEARS ... I lost my fears of height, but not too high, i lost the fear of telling people off, i lost a lot of fears, that's why i cherished that camp o so much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-2103089820289482102?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2103089820289482102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=2103089820289482102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/2103089820289482102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/2103089820289482102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/camp-where-i-lost-my.html' title='a camp where i lost my...'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SmWtK95VykI/AAAAAAAAAQw/m-KTdzqDGes/s72-c/www+537.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-7840832319969417185</id><published>2009-07-20T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T06:19:34.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amiak kena bully</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SmRsHkLILUI/AAAAAAAAAQg/dKtLpA-cyKk/s1600-h/www+738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360528333702966594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SmRsHkLILUI/AAAAAAAAAQg/dKtLpA-cyKk/s320/www+738.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is actually one of my activities... haha... SPY.... It took me a whole lot of time just to set up the place... You people should be thankful... gaga... I love bullying vain people haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-7840832319969417185?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7840832319969417185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=7840832319969417185' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/7840832319969417185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/7840832319969417185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/amiak-kena-bully.html' title='Amiak kena bully'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SmRsHkLILUI/AAAAAAAAAQg/dKtLpA-cyKk/s72-c/www+738.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-8357800505974084719</id><published>2009-07-20T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T06:32:28.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amanat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SmQepIcTufI/AAAAAAAAAQY/eTgRgWidfx0/s1600-h/www+318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360443148467419634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SmQepIcTufI/AAAAAAAAAQY/eTgRgWidfx0/s320/www+318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEM KEJAM!!!! amanat ape tu? OMG, Mutant egg.. nasib la..gaga.. disgusting... dah la busuk , warna hijau lagi... bluek...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360534362034186226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SmRxmddSp_I/AAAAAAAAAQo/Zbt4VQyuUDk/s320/www+313.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Wow, lapar la... but sadly they can't eat ( haha)... Amanat diapa... gaga... wakakakaka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-8357800505974084719?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8357800505974084719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=8357800505974084719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/8357800505974084719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/8357800505974084719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/amanat.html' title='Amanat'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SmQepIcTufI/AAAAAAAAAQY/eTgRgWidfx0/s72-c/www+318.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-3192133662345773196</id><published>2009-07-20T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T00:31:43.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ikhwan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SmQc3KZrN-I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/IJCjTy61snY/s1600-h/www+683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360441190488160226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SmQc3KZrN-I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/IJCjTy61snY/s320/www+683.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ikhwan.. cian him, Dah la dibuli saya dlm drama, mai kem kena bully lagi... cian ..gaga,, jia you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-3192133662345773196?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3192133662345773196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=3192133662345773196' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/3192133662345773196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/3192133662345773196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/ikhwan.html' title='Ikhwan'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SmQc3KZrN-I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/IJCjTy61snY/s72-c/www+683.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-3646174248331577237</id><published>2009-07-19T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T00:23:01.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SmQUmHwEbUI/AAAAAAAAAQA/4OQ5f7YChMo/s1600-h/www+243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360432101625982274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SmQUmHwEbUI/AAAAAAAAAQA/4OQ5f7YChMo/s400/www+243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; why is it my camp? coz i and my friends spend a whole month planning it.. Spend our effort on it, and finally its over and my dears i am quite happy and nostalgic about it.. I love it so much... See the happy face of my friend there haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360438414217291762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SmQaVj_Hp_I/AAAAAAAAAQI/Xxgs0pE4SN0/s400/www+334.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;        A bunch of thank you to Kugan IShwar selaku naib pengerusi , Prema Dass selaku setiausaha , Rabiatul selaku Naib setiausaha, Teh Sin Fang selaku Bendahari.. dan ajk - ajk : Amir , Aida, SHalenee, Mus, Vivian, Ong ZI hao, Lim Wei zhuang and Shubashini .. And a bunch of love to our Fasi who help us through this camp especially Ku for being there when i am down and under... Fasi : Anchalee , Aaron Wong, Sukhdave, Aina, Lip qi, Lee Sin, Azreen , and Anis... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-3646174248331577237?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3646174248331577237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=3646174248331577237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/3646174248331577237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/3646174248331577237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-camp.html' title='my Camp'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SmQUmHwEbUI/AAAAAAAAAQA/4OQ5f7YChMo/s72-c/www+243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-73892007560987296</id><published>2009-07-19T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:49:27.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a hug?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4764004e5e39b3f5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4764004e5e39b3f5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331114379%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D345B42CA2F2B4BFEE8429852749E7947032AEBF6.4ACDCF1BF974CA487BE89E2494B3F846B5CBA05F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4764004e5e39b3f5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Do0JlFwJpocvaT2hJp_iVVXREsVM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4764004e5e39b3f5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331114379%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D345B42CA2F2B4BFEE8429852749E7947032AEBF6.4ACDCF1BF974CA487BE89E2494B3F846B5CBA05F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4764004e5e39b3f5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Do0JlFwJpocvaT2hJp_iVVXREsVM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt; Although it was my idea, i still don't get what is going on, but i still think it is damn funny... U should have got peserta terbaik award... go andrew go... haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-73892007560987296?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4764004e5e39b3f5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/73892007560987296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=73892007560987296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/73892007560987296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/73892007560987296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-want-hug.html' title='I want a hug?!'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-8531727003507576227</id><published>2009-07-19T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T05:54:44.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A poll dancing experience...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-faf36f65609efa0c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfaf36f65609efa0c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331114379%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D827F7280EF23003880CA632F3750D4FA79EF0887.2DA2BB10012672CD0AA7F5E2639B0C7D6EBC4EE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfaf36f65609efa0c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-XRtODTDPU97BkAEK0ZYhVW-XzU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfaf36f65609efa0c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331114379%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D827F7280EF23003880CA632F3750D4FA79EF0887.2DA2BB10012672CD0AA7F5E2639B0C7D6EBC4EE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfaf36f65609efa0c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-XRtODTDPU97BkAEK0ZYhVW-XzU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;If those of you don't understand what the bottle is for, its actually the poll ...gaga... NOTE : this is SO NOT PORN... and the video was taken in my 2009 Perkhemahan Tahunan for pengawas yang belum diperwatikahkan... gaga.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, Presenting - A_D_ _W and A_ _ R... Hope you enjoy.. haha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-8531727003507576227?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=faf36f65609efa0c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8531727003507576227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=8531727003507576227' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/8531727003507576227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/8531727003507576227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/poll-dancing-experience.html' title='A poll dancing experience...'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-962003887618257046</id><published>2009-07-03T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T08:32:42.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My PK HEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sk4kBBiY0aI/AAAAAAAAAP4/_ak9nJCB1yM/s1600-h/www+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354256607001235874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sk4kBBiY0aI/AAAAAAAAAP4/_ak9nJCB1yM/s320/www+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is a very charming dude... hehe.. i like him as a teacher very much.. i voted for him for guru popular during teacher's day.. Go mr AKibi!!!  like japanese name oni...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-962003887618257046?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/962003887618257046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=962003887618257046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/962003887618257046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/962003887618257046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-pk-hem.html' title='My PK HEM'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sk4kBBiY0aI/AAAAAAAAAP4/_ak9nJCB1yM/s72-c/www+046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-6780187958627402935</id><published>2009-07-03T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T08:24:32.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mr mysterious</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sk4hzs0MnbI/AAAAAAAAAPw/xcy7mGVWbl0/s1600-h/www+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354254179077234098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sk4hzs0MnbI/AAAAAAAAAPw/xcy7mGVWbl0/s320/www+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ching ching ching... who is this mysterious guy, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hint : is was in one of my previous photos in my blog.. if you can guess it, then u are a winner..hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-6780187958627402935?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6780187958627402935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=6780187958627402935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/6780187958627402935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/6780187958627402935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/mr-mysterious.html' title='mr mysterious'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sk4hzs0MnbI/AAAAAAAAAPw/xcy7mGVWbl0/s72-c/www+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-5913841176114003245</id><published>2009-07-03T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T08:15:34.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr bodyguard sir</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sk4fRCWq0pI/AAAAAAAAAPo/CztLuP9JRu8/s1600-h/www+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354251384540287634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sk4fRCWq0pI/AAAAAAAAAPo/CztLuP9JRu8/s320/www+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG, they really look like body guards.. haha... Not my fault for wearing blue in side.. Haiyoo, my hands should be crossed.. but they really really look like my BGs..haha.. especially Mat... haha... Mr bodyguard sirs... haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-5913841176114003245?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5913841176114003245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=5913841176114003245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/5913841176114003245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/5913841176114003245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/mr-bodyguard-sir.html' title='Mr bodyguard sir'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sk4fRCWq0pI/AAAAAAAAAPo/CztLuP9JRu8/s72-c/www+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-4213495314889074272</id><published>2009-07-03T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T08:04:41.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My fav pose..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sk4dCDoKaVI/AAAAAAAAAPg/r3IlErwRiek/s1600-h/www+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354248928160803154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sk4dCDoKaVI/AAAAAAAAAPg/r3IlErwRiek/s320/www+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my fav teacher posing for my camera shoots.. and yup, its my fav post coz that's how surprisingly i stand...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-4213495314889074272?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4213495314889074272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=4213495314889074272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/4213495314889074272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/4213495314889074272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-fav-pose.html' title='My fav pose..'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sk4dCDoKaVI/AAAAAAAAAPg/r3IlErwRiek/s72-c/www+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-2897350900625402305</id><published>2009-07-03T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T07:52:01.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAC - we are ahli jemputan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sk4WXCYVyeI/AAAAAAAAAPY/3-IS8T9nStk/s1600-h/www+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354241592021862882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sk4WXCYVyeI/AAAAAAAAAPY/3-IS8T9nStk/s320/www+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hari Anugerah cemerlang just passed.. man, it was ok .. very very extremely hot though.. But the " hot" paid off, coz the sultan of kedah came.. He is so cute, very nice man although i never talked to him, from looks, he is very nice la.. haha... The pics shows the ahli jemputan for HAC... I got sesi petang, so you can actually imagine how HOT i was, haha... with the blazer and all... haiz, nonetheless its was gud , for me haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-2897350900625402305?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2897350900625402305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=2897350900625402305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/2897350900625402305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/2897350900625402305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/hac-we-are-ahli-jemputan.html' title='HAC - we are ahli jemputan'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Sk4WXCYVyeI/AAAAAAAAAPY/3-IS8T9nStk/s72-c/www+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-1849255660318859408</id><published>2009-06-30T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T05:11:59.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I didn't know, i was used , maybe...</title><content type='html'>Liars, Liars  , Liars... please stop lying... ARH!!! I am really too trusting...&lt;br /&gt;                                                      Stupid foolish girl,&lt;br /&gt;                                                      Innocent as she is,&lt;br /&gt;                                                      Never ever thought,&lt;br /&gt;                                                      For awhile that people may lie,&lt;br /&gt;                                                      Useful maybe she was,&lt;br /&gt;                                                      Liars in the end she knows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurt with pain and aches,                                                         By the road side,&lt;br /&gt;Unity there is no more,                                                             A thought came to mind,&lt;br /&gt;Right now this moment,                                                            Death is just a mere step,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you is said,                                                                       Lost in all confusions and frust,&lt;br /&gt;Sorry is never heard...                                                                You will never see ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, the liar is me, and I , I am the ultimate liar... I am who i hate, And maybe ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-1849255660318859408?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1849255660318859408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=1849255660318859408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/1849255660318859408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/1849255660318859408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-didnt-know-i-was-used-maybe.html' title='I didn&apos;t know, i was used , maybe...'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-8529325567211678667</id><published>2009-06-30T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T04:59:53.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I m in love ! haha...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Skn9ZE5T1PI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/FF8SL5cpa98/s1600-h/declan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353088239359218930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Skn9ZE5T1PI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/FF8SL5cpa98/s400/declan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEll me why ,You and Me , all out of love and so on.. is sang by this handsome yet talented guy and his name is Declan Galbraith !! if you can here me now, i would be screaming fantically right now.... OMG, u shud listen to his voice when he was a kid.. GREAT!!! If he were in front of me rite now, i swear i would faint...haha ... I am now officially saying I am a fan of declan galbraith &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and also adam lambert of course..haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Skn9SyII_mI/AAAAAAAAAPI/_Lbsb2b8_wE/s1600-h/sweet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353088131241934434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 101px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Skn9SyII_mI/AAAAAAAAAPI/_Lbsb2b8_wE/s320/sweet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-8529325567211678667?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8529325567211678667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=8529325567211678667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/8529325567211678667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/8529325567211678667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-m-in-love-haha.html' title='I m in love ! haha...'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322659156247396623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/TScaecpQvYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Ec-v1n9dIjU/S220/101224-145252.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/Skn9ZE5T1PI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/FF8SL5cpa98/s72-c/declan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118948662770043855.post-6383403538677268218</id><published>2009-06-25T08:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T08:53:37.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a one man show.. In my case i one woman show..</title><content type='html'>A one man stand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351293772665678658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 101px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_Raunix-Rc/SkOdVXh_a0I/AAAAAAAAAO4/gGPgl0Zkt_g/s320/koko.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118948662770043855-6383403538677268218?l=justsweetheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6383403538677268218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4118948662770043855&amp;postID=6383403538677268218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/6383403538677268218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118948662770043855/posts/default/6383403538677268218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsweetheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-man-show-in-my-case-i-one-woman.html' title='a one man show.. 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