<?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-9670363</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:01:18.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>la feministe</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>297</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112460836373778056</id><published>2005-08-21T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T08:19:45.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'VE MOVED TO A NEW SITE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BYE BYE BLOGGER, HELLO XANGA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'VE MOVED: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/glamorpuss"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments please...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112460836373778056?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112460836373778056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112460836373778056' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112460836373778056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112460836373778056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/08/ive-moved-to-new-site.html' title='I&apos;VE MOVED TO A NEW SITE!!!'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112455793908629950</id><published>2005-08-21T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T10:12:19.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joana is a lazy girl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Joana is a lazy girl. Lazy spelled with a capital "L".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Realised that I'd kinda lost the momentum to blog. Whoops. Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Just came back not too long ago from Mr Tan Pei Nam's house. Went there after work together with Jia Min, Ben and Des. Mahjong session. I'm still grasping the basics of the game though. I still have question mark bubbles popping out from my head. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Work today (or rather YESTERDAY) was gooodd! I get to work with Jia Min! Wahaha. Yippee dooda. And we slacked like mad. 1 hour tea break. Actually, we aren't supposed to have any breaktime because we are only working for 4 hours. But because we're on our own after the 1st hour. *Cheerscheers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Argh. Friday was the last day at BPOS. Am gonna miss that place sooooo much. A gazillion times more than ELDC; truthfully speaking that is. Made many nice clicks at BPOS. Pei Nam, Richard, Justin, Ying Hui, Hui Xian, Des, Ben and more. I would never forget the memorable SLACKING TIMES - Sneaking out of school. Haha. KBox, KPool, Pooling at Yio Chu Kang Grassroots Club,towning, meals at AMK Central.. Really miss them man. Awwww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the pictures of us slacking at BPOS, please refer to Jia Min's blog. Kthanks =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ZzzZzz. Will update more if I can. Good night Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Tuck me to bed. Sing me a soothing lullaby."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112455793908629950?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112455793908629950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112455793908629950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112455793908629950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112455793908629950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/08/joana-is-lazy-girl.html' title='Joana is a lazy girl.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112435394576853565</id><published>2005-08-18T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T01:32:26.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts. A penny for your thoughts.</title><content type='html'>Woke up super duper late yesterday morning. In short, I overslept. Like, duh. Woke up at 7.49am. I was still feeling blurry and in a subconscious state of mind when my maid came to wake me up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I said to her, "Tusiyem (Her name)! Why you never call me??!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tusiyem: "I call you so many times already. You still sleeping."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Why I never hear you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tusiyem: "You wake up then cover blanket and go back to sleep again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Next time call louder. And use your hand to beat me."&lt;br /&gt;Urgh. And I just hailed a cab and rushed to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rahh. Everyone's so not in the mood to do stuffs these couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm being posted to CRMCC 1, which is located at the ground floor in NYP SBM. It's beside the The Travel Connect. I have Yong Quan and Geoffrey as my groupmates. Funny nuts. Aww. Jia Min, I'm in the same centre as you, BUT WHY MUST YOU BE POSTED TO TRADEWINDS?! SCREW THAT TEACHER. Won't get to see you for 8 weeks in school. Will go and find you at Raffles City. *hugss*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't finish my reports!!! Deadline is next Monday, but it's better to hand it in by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The temperature is freezing below zero degrees celsius here in BPOS. The sunny weather didn't help much. My hands are icy. Brrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the last day in BPOS. In this stopover, I'm really happy to make many new friends, and meet new faces. It's been really fun and memorable - KBox, KPool, movies at Cathay, meals at AMK Central.. blah blah. Just the usual slacking times. And the "Number Guessing" game. But, we're all posted into different places. Though Ben, Des, Jia Min and I are in CRM, we're in different places. Miss ya all. Fret not, we'll still meet up! =) Oh, and there's the funny and humorous Richard, 'Vietnam-like' straightforward Pei Nam. AND WARCRAFT. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post more later. I can't stand it. It's too cold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112435394576853565?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112435394576853565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112435394576853565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112435394576853565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112435394576853565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/08/thoughts-penny-for-your-thoughts.html' title='Thoughts. A penny for your thoughts.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112421243641945408</id><published>2005-08-17T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T10:15:36.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The mosquito is irritating me. It bit my legs and urgh. GET LOST YOU STUPID PEST! *bummer*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;**This is gonna be a long entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And whoa man. I'm not exaggerating or somethin', but I find myself standing beside death while I was on my way home just now. Due to my blur and careless nature. And some factors, maybe. Okay. So I alighted at my station, and walked the usual route home. There's this sorta T-junction where I will always and definitely will go through when I'm on my way home from the MRT station. I had to cross this T-junction. Then, a big lorry/truck came and it was waiting for the road to clear before making a turn towards the right. And I was standing at the pavement, awaiting my turn to cross the road. I kept looking at my left, and TOTALLY FORGOT about looking at the right. Then, I crossed. After the truck drove off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Suddenly, I do not know why, my head turned right. And I saw a maroon Toyota Corolla driving towards me - just a mere 10cm away from me. THANK GOD IT STOPPED. Otherwise, I wouldn't have imagined the worst. My first reaction was to dash across the road as fast as I could. At that point of time, I just felt weak, and I just walked home at top speed. Really, I was so scared. Shocked. Not traumatised, but I don't know what got into me. Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was out with Desmond. I thought Ben was also going in the first place. Jia Min couldn't make it because of some reasons. But then, Ben was meeting his friend. So it's just left with Des and me. Went to town, and then Marina Square. I bought the Disney tee from Giordano Junior. And Cleo. That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to work at Funan the IT Mall from 1pm to 5pm. Loveeee the crowd (or rather, there's no crowd!) there. It's wayyyy better than Sim Lim Square. There were occasional disturbances from some of the shop assistants, but other than that all was fine. =) Elizabeth (the girl whom I was working with) and I walked and walked.. and we discovered this comic book store. Aha. Cool. Some comics were selling for just 60 cents! Superdeedooper cheap, eh? Bought the Powerpuff Girls one because they are just so adorable. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Alan after work. He asked me out because he was feeling rather low because of some personal stuffs.. (Maybe it isn't very convenient to state it here...) So we had dinner at Suntec, and walked to The Esplanade. Just in time for the fireworks, but awww. Managed to catch prolly just the last part of it. And the fireworks were blocked by the TREES. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Nothin' much. Just talked. And then it was home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Twas just a plain old school day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erhm. Just wondering which Call Centre will I be stationed at. Feeling mixed, lah. Apprehensive. Wouldn't wanna be alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112421243641945408?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112421243641945408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112421243641945408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112421243641945408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112421243641945408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/08/updates_17.html' title='Updates.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112415944144713526</id><published>2005-08-16T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T19:30:41.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3...2...1...</title><content type='html'>It's been like, 3 days since my last entry. Too lazy to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S BACK TO SCHOOL AGAIN. AND, I HAVEN'T COMPLETED MY 2 REPORTS. URGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog leave's been rather, okay. Not a bad one =) Been going out 6 out of 7 days of my one week break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update later lah, okayes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112415944144713526?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112415944144713526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112415944144713526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112415944144713526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112415944144713526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/08/321.html' title='3...2...1...'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112382541478722489</id><published>2005-08-12T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T22:43:34.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look! Ladies' Kitchen Accessory!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="WIDTH: 435px; HEIGHT: 277px" height="547" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/LadiesKitchenAccesory.jpg" width="764" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this pic in one of my friend's friend's blog. It caught my eye immediately and, I just laughed when I saw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reckon that most of our female counterparts would love this all new accessory. For an obvious reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112382541478722489?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112382541478722489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112382541478722489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112382541478722489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112382541478722489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/08/look-ladies-kitchen-accessory.html' title='Look! Ladies&apos; Kitchen Accessory!'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112382334794991397</id><published>2005-08-12T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T22:33:15.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another 'facelift' treatment for this blog o' mine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;*unveils*&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA-DA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila! New blogskin again. I really like this one. Especially the picture of the fairy. Really sweet. And the whole color combi's great. =) A refreshing change from my previous dark colored blogskins. I always voted for black/dark colored ones, and finally I decided I needed a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's entry was rather lengthy, a far cry (kind of) from my usual normal snappy ones. Just thought of pouring whatever that's inside my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. And I got my next stopover results already. Argh. I got into CRMCC (Customer Relationship Management Call Centre)!!! I'd rather be posted to other places rather than here. But I was mentally prepared for it lah. Kinda expected to get into CRM anyway. Its intake is so large. So I wouldn't be surprised if I got in there. On a lighter note, Jia Min, Ben, Des &amp;amp; Val got into the same stopover as me! Haha. We can't slack anymore, eh. No more KBox, KPool, swimming, gym, AMK Central, town or whatsoever already. -shrugs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind. On the positive side, I would like to see whether CRM is really as bad as what the people there describe it to be. Is it really that hellish? Urm. I know nuts about it. Except that you really got to get into the teachers' good books and suck up to them to get good grades. But it's so fake. &lt;em&gt;Currying the teachers' favor and sucking up to them?&lt;/em&gt; Bah. It just sounds so... whatever-I-can-think-of. Corny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm keeping my fingers crossed. And hope that things aren't as bad as it was described to be. But I hate to wear that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;navy colored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; polo tee. Like 'Eww'. (Quote from Willy Wonka).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww.And. Time passes really reeeaaallly FAST. Like a speed-o-machine. In a millisecond, let me call it 'milli-day', it's FRIDAY. Yeah. I love Fridays, 'cause it marks the start of the weekends. But this time round, it's different. It's coming to the end of my block leave. =/ It's back to school next week again! And I won't be able to have any hols/breaks/vacations in the next 6 months (approximately) ??!! Aww man. I don't wanna think about it. Much less talk about it.Like whatever now. School's like that. Life's like that. School's fun with my mates around, but school ain't fun when you have to drag yourself to school early in the morning. And thinking that you won't be back home till it's like 7pm. And from 7pm, the clock seem to speed up and the next moment, it's bedtime. And the whole thing just repeats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's pretty much of a bore if we don't 'utilise' it well. Did I use the correct word? Maybe. It's routinal. But perhaps it'll be interesting, if those routinal activities can be spiced up a lil'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bawled my eyes out yesterday night and I woke up to a pair of swollen goldfish-like eyes. Don't ask me why because you shouldn't. Erhm, was thinking of switching to Xanga. Any comments? I thought the Xanga templates look good too. I mean, yeah. And it provides a WHOLE LOT OF SPACE, FOR YOU TO DISPLAY PICTURES. Most of the Blogger templates (read: Blogskins) doesn't. I think the templates have eat some shrinking pill or something. The writing space so tiny! Xanga sounds good. But is it user-friendly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112382334794991397?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112382334794991397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112382334794991397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112382334794991397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112382334794991397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/08/another-facelift-treatment-for-this.html' title='Another &apos;facelift&apos; treatment for this blog o&apos; mine.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112377412863273993</id><published>2005-08-12T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T21:49:48.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Of impulsive buys... to Mr Nathan, and Project Superstar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Okay, so I almost forgot to update about Wednesday too. Though I'd posted entries for that day. Well, headed to school at around 10 plus in the morning to meet Jia Min, May(she joined us in the afternoon), Shuang, and Yong Quan. We had to do our individual MMD project due on the 29th August. Yeap. Using Macromedia Flash 5. I'm so not used to it because I'm used to Macromedia Flash MX. So, Flash 5 was kinda 'lok kok'. But no choice lah, the project required us to use Flash 5 and not otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch watch 'Charlie and the Chocolate Factory' with PW yesterday. (Yeah, it's past 12midnite now.) Um... I would give it 3.5 popcorns. It wasn't really as good as I'd expected though. The oompa loompas are kinda irritating in my own opinion. And all of them looked alike. And they kinda resemble somebody... Mr Nathan. (Shann, saw that post of yours and I really agree!) I won't quote on who exactly Mr Nathan is, but it's rather obvious I don't see the need to spell it out. The ruler of Singapore, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Bugis after the movie, and I bought quite some stuffs. Not again, I know. Haha. But I couldn't resist. I got a black cardigan, handphone accessory, earrings (AGAIN!!! My fetish lah), bracelet, and a ring. Yeah. Teehees. No more impulsive buys till I get my pay!!! Did I just say &lt;s&gt;impulsive&lt;/s&gt;? Er, no. I shouldn't buy things on impulse. That's very bad. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww. And, Derrick was eliminated from Project Superstar. His performance isn't very good that night, but it isn't very bad either. He's an eye candy, I must say. Many fans, females, in particular; swoon over him..and go ga-ga like head over heels. No doubt he's cute. But I feel that he should be recognised for his talent and skills rather than his appearance first. Yes, it'll be a bonus if you're blessed with good looks. As for Wei Lian, he did a really great job. Especially the 2nd song that he sang. My jaws dropped. Not literally, but oh boy can he really sing! Sad to say, he's visually impaired. I'm not saying that he can't be a superstar despite his disablity, but most people harbor that mindset that it isn't quite right for a visually impaired guy to be an idol or superstar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just voicing out my opinions about the performance. Hitting the sack now, off to bed! Good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**P.S Shuang, here's wishing you a speedy recovery! *hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112377412863273993?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112377412863273993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112377412863273993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112377412863273993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112377412863273993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/08/of-impulsive-buys-to-mr-nathan-and.html' title='Of &lt;s&gt;impulsive&lt;/s&gt; buys... to Mr Nathan, and Project Superstar.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112368881661986935</id><published>2005-08-10T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T08:46:56.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy blues. Get out of my sight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I &lt;s&gt;LOVE&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HATE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; MY DADDY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;STOP INVADING MY PRIVACY &amp;amp; STOP CHECKING MY CELLPHONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112368881661986935?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112368881661986935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112368881661986935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112368881661986935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112368881661986935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/08/daddy-blues-get-out-of-my-sight.html' title='Daddy blues. Get out of my sight.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112368702777875795</id><published>2005-08-10T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T21:50:21.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>updates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;As promised, I'll be updating you peeps about the events that happened during the past 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday (Eve of National Day):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Went out with Jia Min, Ben &amp; Desmond to catch a movie in town. Wanted to watch 'Charlie &amp;amp; the Chocolate Factory' initially but awww it was half day for the primary,secondary&amp; college kids so yeah - ALMOST ALL THE TICKETS FOR THE MAJORITY OF THE TIME SLOTS WERE SOLD OUT! But nevertheless, we decided on 'Wedding Crashers'. Which proved to be a ain't-that-bad-afterall choice because the movie was friggin' hilarious! All of us were laughing during three quarters of the show. I give it 4 popcorns out of 5! I would recommend this movie. Ooooh and Owen Wilson is cute! *gush* Haha. =))) (N.B But wait. Sexual content to be advised. NC-16)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at Cafe Cartel. Yums. As usual, we played the 'Number Guessing' game (Like again?!). The forfeit was - Bread topped off with Tabasco sauce, Wasabi sauce, butter, cheese powder &amp;amp; chilli pepper. Uh-huh. I heard someone saying, "Wah, Tabasco!!!" It burns. Ben &amp; I were doing the forfeit like most of the time! Feng shui problem? Haha. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we headed to Suntec after the movie. Jia Min met her 2 besties there. Dinner was settled at Just Noodles. Cheap and good, I must say! It's a must-patronise! All set meals go below 10 bucks! And chawanmushi was only A DOLLAR. Whoa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, the 6 of us headed to Marina Square. Shot some pool. We saw Sebestian from Project Superstar(Channel U), and he's... short. Buuut, cute. =)))&lt;br /&gt;Then, it was Esplanade. Sat down and played truth-or-dare. Hmm. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had actually wanted to catch the fireworks display which was at midnight, but had to leave at 11plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took pictures! But, please refer to Jia Min's blog for them because I can't retrieve them. (Jia Min you disabled the right-click function, so I can't 'kope' the photos!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tuesday (National Day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was part of the Celebrations@Yishun! Reached school at around 2.15pm. The bus fetched us to the open space at Yishun, next to Northpoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I can't really think of what to post for Tuesday. The sun was scorching in the afternoon, and we were made to were the red tees! I look like some hongbao, because the tee was too big for me. It was an medium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the fireworks display finally started, I was like "Wow!" Oh my God, I was standing really near to the fireworks, and my.. it was beautiful. Real beautiful. Never been so near to fireworks ever. It captivated everyone present, and the audience was watching the va-va-vooms in awe. My kid sister told me that she could see the fireworks at the Padang from our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember those days when I was an NDP participant in 2001. I was in Secondary 2 back then. I was part of the combined schools choir, and rehearsals started as early as February. Those were the days. Really memorable ones. And come June that time, we were at the National Stadium every Saturday, rehearsing under the sun. Though 'twas exhausting, but everything's worth it. Dinner each week was alternated between Pizza Hut &amp;amp; KFC. And dinnertime was like, 10-15minutes. And the army marshals were supplying us with bottles and bottles of water. Like 6 bottles (500ml) each time. Those days were so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All for now. Till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112368702777875795?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112368702777875795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112368702777875795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112368702777875795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112368702777875795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/08/updates.html' title='updates!'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112365440909658450</id><published>2005-08-10T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T21:51:10.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's like so fucked up can.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'd just typed a post filled of stuff and I'd accidentally pressed a button (which I don't know) and everything's gone. In an instant. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in a very pretty mood today though, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My to-do list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Summary Report&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Personal Selling Report&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;MMD (Multimedia Development something &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Things are like so f*cked up now. I don't know where to start. Pardon my profanity but I'm just feeling kinda edgy and snappy now. Prolly it's pms or whatever. Or prolly it's because of the stress and pressure derived from the mountain (I'm exaggerating) of tasks that's still left undone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Will update about the recent events that followed probably later or next time when I log in. There'll be pictures too. It's been 2 days since my last post. My short hiatus from blogging. Thing's been fulfilling enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Shitty. Whatever. SCOOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh wait. HAPPY NATIONAL DAY (like belated?)!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112365440909658450?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112365440909658450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112365440909658450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112365440909658450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112365440909658450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-like-so-fucked-up-can.html' title='It&apos;s like so fucked up can.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112342534301785393</id><published>2005-08-07T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T21:51:58.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let this be a random one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I can't think of anything to blog about at the moment, but I just feel like posting an entry today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am gonna catch "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory" tomorrow with Jia Min, Ben and Desmond. Movie day. Would be popping by school on Wednesday with Jia Min to do our MMD project. Urgh. Speaking of which, this reminds me that I have 2 reports to be completed. 'Personal Selling' and Summary report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin Alvin invited me to City Harvest Church's Anniversary celebration at the Indoor Stadium today. Couldn't make it 'cause I had to go over to my gramps this morning. And I didn't make it for the Festival of Praise yesterday either because of work. Promised Alvin that I'd pop by for next week's service most probably on Saturday. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so hungry all of a sudden. Off in search for food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112342534301785393?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112342534301785393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112342534301785393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112342534301785393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112342534301785393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/08/let-this-be-random-one.html' title='Let this be a random one.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112333962183494591</id><published>2005-08-06T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T21:52:37.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day @ work.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Today's my first day at work as a flyer distributor. Working hours was 1.30pm - 5.30pm. Hmm, I felt that it was quite okay. Except that my legs were feeling kinda tired because I was walking almost non-stop around the whole of Sim Lim Square for 4 hours straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it ain't that bad. Just that some uncles will disturb us (I was working with another girl).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet PW for dinner after work. Bumped into Gilda and her friend at Bugis Junction. Haha. Bought a Mickey top &amp; a pair of earrings at Bugis Village. My earring obsession. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna visit the National Library one of these days. Have been wanting to go there ever since its reopening but was too busy to pop by. Just wanna recharge myself during my block leave. Finally, it's here. =))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112333962183494591?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112333962183494591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112333962183494591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112333962183494591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112333962183494591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/08/first-day-work.html' title='First day @ work.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112324611844150393</id><published>2005-08-05T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T05:50:20.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quizzes</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#00ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Japanese Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/japanesename/girl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Suki Yamamoto&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/japanesenamegenerator/"&gt;What's" your Japanese Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: serif" cellspacing="8" cellpadding="5" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ff99cc"&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff9fd2"&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffa6d9"&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffacdf"&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are flexible and ready for anything!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb3e6"&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb9ec"&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffbff2"&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc6f9"&gt;You think of marriage pessimistically. You don't think happy marriages exist anymore.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffccff"&gt;In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112324611844150393?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112324611844150393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112324611844150393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112324611844150393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112324611844150393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/08/quizzes.html' title='quizzes'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112321573475836072</id><published>2005-08-05T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T21:24:01.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"No matter what I do, all I think about is you..."</title><content type='html'>Am gonna rot &amp; curl up at home today I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling sleepy. Not again. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to town instead of Holland Village yesterday with Jia Min, Shuang Er, Ben &amp;amp; Desmond. Cuz we reckon that it would be rather late by the time we reached Holland V. Therefore we settled on Orchard Road instead. Had dinner at KFC. Haha. Played the 'number guessing' game again. And Jia Min &amp; I were the lucky survivors. Shuang Ben &amp;amp; Des fell victims to the horrible forfeit - Whipped potato mixed with coleslaw, chilli sauce &amp; Pepsi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, headed to Heeren after dinner. Bought a new pair of earrings. YAY. Girls just can't seem to get enough. ;) We saw SYLVESTER SIM yesterday! He looked better in person, but the way he walked seemed kinda 'ah-beng'. Ain't that tall though. Haha, and Jia Min was saying something about his luscious lips. (Right, sweet? Laughsoutloud.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around... and I bumped into Cheng Yew. Hey man, I saw something! Haha. Okay lah, I won't say it out. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Joana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112321573475836072?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112321573475836072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112321573475836072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112321573475836072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112321573475836072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/08/no-matter-what-i-do-all-i-think-about.html' title='&quot;No matter what I do, all I think about is you...&quot;'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112313945739341269</id><published>2005-08-04T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T21:53:22.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Of movies, chocolates &amp; prejudice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I guess my centre manager's kinda prejudiced against my group. (Graduate Services)&lt;br /&gt;She keeps picking on us - saying that we are slacking our time away doing NOTHING, and she keeps complaining to my supervisor about us telling her that we are not doing our work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, c'mon. WHERE WERE YOU WHEN WE'RE DOING OUR WORK? We've been so busy over the past few days rushing deadlines, and YOU WERE IN THE ROOM most of the time. Hello. Almost the whole group is doing something. We've been trying to rush ourselves to complete the analysis and access database of the graduates for you. What did we do to make you pick on us so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's mood been pretty snappy lately. Probably 'cause of our centre manager who kept saying that we didn't do anything thus resulting in us doing more work and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All and all, things have been good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohohoh. And tomorrow's the start of the 'Hungry Ghost Festival'. Mom told me not to be home late. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a wet day today. Brrrrrr-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't going to school tomorrow. YAY. I get to sleep more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am gonna catch 'Charlie &amp; the Chocolate Factory' next Monday. Lala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda admire Xiaxue. Strong enough to ignore negative comments and remarks. That's life. I'm leading it the way I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love all. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hugss*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112313945739341269?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112313945739341269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112313945739341269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112313945739341269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112313945739341269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/08/of-movies-chocolates-prejudice.html' title='Of movies, chocolates &amp; prejudice.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112304422977556197</id><published>2005-08-03T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T21:43:49.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva la photos</title><content type='html'>Photos galore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life at BPOS Humanlink - Graduate Services (NYP)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/5511cf2f.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/Bleh.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/Ben1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/Shoot.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my hand pointing at Ben. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/MRT1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the train to watch the free movie... (Remember the free movie day?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esplanade/Citylink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/P7221910.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/P7221902.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112304422977556197?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112304422977556197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112304422977556197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112304422977556197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112304422977556197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/08/viva-la-photos.html' title='Viva la photos'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112304191388100628</id><published>2005-08-03T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T21:47:49.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy days please go away... Lala.</title><content type='html'>Okayes I know my tone sounded more on the harsh side in my previous entry. But I'm just trying to state my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED.RED.RED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost everybody's wearing &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; today because there's some kinda National Day Observance thingy going on. So much for patriotism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym on Friday and hitting Holland Village tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would be uploading some pics later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112304191388100628?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112304191388100628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112304191388100628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112304191388100628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112304191388100628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/08/rainy-days-please-go-away-lala.html' title='Rainy days please go away... Lala.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112296922245360821</id><published>2005-08-02T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T17:58:32.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>triggerhappy albeit bittersweet.</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling lethargic today. But nonetheless, today's been good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the rain poured quite heavily this morning, it managed to stop after about half an hour later; much to our delight (Jia Min &amp; I). Sunshine after the rain. Sounds familiar eh? A positive phrase for all of us. Even if the going gets tough, we must continue to persevere 'cause there's always a light at the end of the tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;And I believe that there's a pot of gold at the rainbow's end. I believe all of us have got our fair share of 'rain &amp;amp; thunderstorms' in our lives. No matter how heavy the rain gets, or how scary the thunderstorm is, the rain/storm will definitely stop. We can make it through the rain. (Read: 'Through the Rain' by Mariah Carey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I was saying that Jia Min &amp; I were ecstatic when the rain finally stopped. The water was a little icy cold but we got used to it in no time. Swam quite a lot. I forgot how many laps I'd swam though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for yet another job interview with Jia Min just now at Mohd Sultan. But don't get it wrong guys, the job isn't anything associated with clubbing or alcohol. Took a cab there from NYP and wth, the fare was a good ten bucks. Tsk tsk. And we took a cab back to NYP too. Another good ten bucks vanished into thin air. Thanks to Ben &amp;amp; Desmond who played a prank on us saying that Mrs Soh was looking for Jia Min. Chickenmacnuggetmacspicyfiletofish. Okay, we went for a job interview regarding a flyer distributor position. We have to give out flyers for electronic companies. Decent. And the pay's good. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry. Off for dinner now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;**I know some people may hate me. I don't know who you are, but I'd never offend you in any way though. So just stop being childish here. I write whatever I want in whatever tone I wish in this blog of mine and it is none of your business. I'm being myself here and not being plastic like whoever you are. Don't think you can put me down. Get back to your nursery school and re-learn your basic mannerisms and SOCIAL ETIQUETTE. Get out because I have nothing to do with you. Thank you very much. Morons. Treat me well and I'll be nice. Step on my toes and I'll snap back ten times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Don't blabber shit about people whom you don't even know. You wouldn't want people to wash your dirty linen, don't you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Love your neighbor as yourself." - Mark 12:31&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112296922245360821?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112296922245360821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112296922245360821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112296922245360821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112296922245360821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/08/triggerhappy-albeit-bittersweet.html' title='triggerhappy albeit bittersweet.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112290514702227634</id><published>2005-08-01T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T07:11:47.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a pleasant day... yadayada-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I'm in a triggerhappy mood today, I shall say. Erm, yeap. The day was kinda good. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Went to KBox for KLunch during school hours today with Jia Min, Ben &amp; Desmond. And a little bit of KPool. 'Twas nice. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Headed back to school at around 3+pm or so. Anyways, we were feeling a little hungry by then, therefore we decided to get some cup noodles and 'smuggle' them into our BPOS room. -teehees. But things got so hilarious and a lil' chaotic while we were halfway through our food because the teacher came into the room. The aroma of tom yam filled the air and we were kinda afraid that the teacher would find out. Haha. But then we hid our noodles at a corner of the room, with a piece of vanguard sheet to shield it. Ben was like, "Cindy Soh come &lt;em&gt;liao&lt;/em&gt;/Cindy Soh is here!" So funny, &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. Thrilling and dramatic huh. We were scrambling and scurrying around the room like tiny mice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;But then my tummy was feeling a little funny after awhile because I had chocolate milk with tomyam noodles. And Jia Min was saying that we shouldn't 'mix' both elements together otherwise we'll experience the runs (aka &lt;em&gt;lao sai&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Went to town together with Jia Min and Desmond after school to search for jobs. And we sorta found one at U.R.S Inc. The staff was like urging us to get more people to apply because they were apparently shorthanded. Anyways, I seem to be helping them 'advertise' some job recruitment thingy here. Haha. Hope we get shortlisted. *prays hard*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Walked around town.. Jia Min &amp;amp; Desmond bought something for themselves but I didn't get any. Would go shopping during my block leave (next week) instead. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Swim tomorrow. Hear the splashes? yada yada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHANNON.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112290514702227634?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112290514702227634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112290514702227634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112290514702227634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112290514702227634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-pleasant-day-yadayada.html' title='What a pleasant day... yadayada-'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112281489457627699</id><published>2005-07-31T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T06:02:34.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuffs. Inc.</title><content type='html'>Suddenly, I feel that I have so many things to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Wardrobe cleanup/makeover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Cleanup my room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;More clothes, accessories, shoes, bags etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Hang out with my friends. Be it my mates from poly, or secondary school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Go to N.Y.D.C and savor their delicious mouth-watering cheesecakes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Just chill out at someplace, sipping vodka/whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Just be happy with my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Sing till our lungs burst at KBox. Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Swimming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Badminton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Watch Charlie &amp; The Chocolate Factory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GET A JOB.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;My gawd. And the list goes on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The annual President's Star Charity is on again. And playing on air inside my goggle box. After the big hula about the NKF saga, I wonder if anyone would ever donate to the charitable organisations again. I guess all of us will do what we deem fits. In the light of the NKF incident, I feel that I would probably be more careful and aware of such stuffs in future. Be it some cancer charity or whatsoever, just to make sure that it isn't some bogus thing. I'm not saying that I won't extend an arm to help, I just want to make sure that what I contribute really goes to those who need it the most. Don't you guys agree?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I haven't finish my current book yet (I'd mention before that I've just started reading a new one - Return Engagement). Would try my best to finish it this week or so since my workload's lighter now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On sugar high now. Haha. Must be those chocolates I had earlier. Oh no I'm feeling sinful. But who cares, it makes me happy ;) Thanks to the endorphins that's contained inside those sinful food.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;KBox tomorrow! I'm so happy. Another stress reliever. =))))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112281489457627699?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112281489457627699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112281489457627699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112281489457627699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112281489457627699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/stuffs-inc.html' title='Stuffs. Inc.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112279275426724942</id><published>2005-07-31T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T23:54:03.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There ain't no gimmicks about me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;First of all, I would like to thank my gal Jia Min... Thanks so much for that wonderful piece of advice. Heart you. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Yeah. No doubt, I made the decision to publicise this blog o' mine. And it doesn't mean that I can't spell out what I really want (quote from Jia Min). This is my online diary. Or should I say, it's more than a diary. It's my story; my life. Therefore, I shouldn't feel restricted about what I want to say or spell out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Anyways, went to school yesterday for the NDP thingy at around 3+ pm. Met Allan at around 2+ at Bishan for lunch. But he was late (because he had something on, which I won't blame him lah), so we ended up going straight to school. The bus fetched us to somewhere near Yishun stadium. It was raining then. And all of us were like, standing under the makeshift shelters, doing practically nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Bored, we (Allan &amp; I) decided to head to Northpoint to fill our empty tummies. Had Yoshinoya. Oh my, their new dish is yummlicious. And their sides - Onigiri too! Onigiri is kinda like a Japanese dish that's triangular in shape.. It consists mostly of rice, and wrapped in seaweed. Not bad too. -yums- Walked around Northpoint for awhile. By the time we decided to head back to the rehearsal ground, most of our fellow NYP schoolmates have left already because they were too bored and unhappy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;By then it was near dinnertime. Went to town.. and yeah. Window shopped at Far East. Saw a lot of stuffs that I wanna get. OhmyGod. *tempted*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Allan went to pierce his left ear, and shopped around looking for a suitable leather cuff for himself.. Then, Desmond (my groupmate) came to Far East and we accompanied him for dinner at Subway. Thereafter, did some window shopping again and walked to Heeren.. The guys were looking at clothes at Flesh Imp. Liked their stuffs there. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Anyways, we walked around till the shops are pulling down their shutters.. and then headed home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Feeling pretty tired now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;By the way, Jia Min are we gonna swim tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Before I sign off, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOANNE!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112279275426724942?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112279275426724942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112279275426724942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112279275426724942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112279275426724942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/there-aint-no-gimmicks-about-me.html' title='There ain&apos;t no gimmicks about me.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112269354810829390</id><published>2005-07-30T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T20:19:08.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things are better if I stay...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Was it right for me to publicise my blog..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jia Min, I think I'm singing the same tune as you now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112269354810829390?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112269354810829390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112269354810829390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112269354810829390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112269354810829390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/things-are-better-if-i-stay.html' title='Things are better if I stay...'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112262515760128134</id><published>2005-07-29T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T01:21:15.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Japalang</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Oh my God.. I'm so tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Okay, bear with my whines &amp;amp; sulks. But I'm really feeling very lethargic. Decked in super formal attire today because my groupmates and I have to survey the (School of Business Management) graduates of 2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;There's an NDP rehearsal tomorrow. The director of School of Business Management (NYP) is trying to set a record in the Guinness Book of World Record for the largest human flag. And I'm one of the participants. *Honored* But I've got no close friends to accompany me. =( I think Allan is participating too. Gonna go and ask him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Anyways, I can't think of what to blog right now. Urgh. Feeling a lil' on the downside and sleepy. There's still somemore surveying to do later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Joana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112262515760128134?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112262515760128134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112262515760128134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112262515760128134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112262515760128134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/japalang.html' title='Japalang'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112252908586422197</id><published>2005-07-28T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T22:41:40.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't have to please everyone. I'm just ME.</title><content type='html'>Guess mommy's having some kinda mood swing or something. She's been nagging and yakking non-stop since last night. It's nerve wrecking. I guess it's stress from work. Hope everything's going fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's lunchbreak now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta try my best to complete the assignment given. Am actually kinda pissed off with some ppl playing WarCraft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly feel that I don't have to try so hard to please everyone. It's not a good thing to wear a mask all the time. I'm just saying out how I feel. Why should you live life in the 'plastic' reality? It's so fake. I'm just being myself, my real self. If you don't like it, jolly well get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad fact about life is, YOU CAN'T POSSIBLY PLEASE EVERYONE. There's bound to be people who like you, and people who doesn't. There's always something good to something bad. I write whatever I want in my blog.. On the contrary, I'm not for the idea/concept of complete online exhibitionism though. It can spark a controversy. Avoid unnecessary trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's like that. It's a two-sided thing. Think the theory of a coin - Head &amp;amp; Tail.&lt;br /&gt;I must admit that I will be affected by criticisms, be it harsh or soft. In one way or another, I will feel upset. Like upset when people hates me. But I'm learning to be strong. Strong enough to survive harsh remarks. And strong enough to ignore criticisms. There'll definitely be people who hate me, say that I'm a bitch or ugly or whatever. I never thought that I was pretty anyway. But I'm learning to turn on a deaf ear. Because I know there'll be people whom I can fall back on, people who likes me for what I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't try to please everyone, because that's not me. When the world seems to crash down on me like a blanket, I will be strong. I won't be put down. You &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;chickenmacnuggetsissynanapootdernernersonawabitch&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Joana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112252908586422197?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112252908586422197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112252908586422197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112252908586422197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112252908586422197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-dont-have-to-please-everyone-im-just.html' title='I don&apos;t have to please everyone. I&apos;m just ME.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112247865481102938</id><published>2005-07-27T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T08:37:34.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angelina Jolie is scalding HOT.</title><content type='html'>God must have spent soooooo much time on her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/angelina.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/angelina2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/angelina3.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Angelina Jolie is HHHHHOOOOOOOOTTTTTTTT STUFF.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112247865481102938?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112247865481102938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112247865481102938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112247865481102938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112247865481102938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/angelina-jolie-is-scalding-hot.html' title='Angelina Jolie is scalding HOT.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112246588751584561</id><published>2005-07-27T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T05:08:43.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mixmixmix-ed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Dudes/Dudettes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I've posted numerous entries today. But still, I can't resist posting another one again. =) Today's posts are kinda short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am supposed to go clubbing later, but changed my mind because my friend couldn't make it. And I'm feeling pretty tired as well. Moreover, there's nobody to share cab with me, after-midnight charge's ridiculously expensive. THERE'S SCHOOL TOMORROW TOO! Tsktsktsk. The 7th Lunar month's drawing near... Bah. Guess mommy's gonna be pleased if I were to be home early almost everyday. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia Min &amp; I are gonna call up come companies to arrange for a job interview tomorrow. Like I'd mentioned before, yours truly NEEDS a job. Spotted &lt;strong&gt;Kate Spade&lt;/strong&gt;, Suki Ramen, Suki Sushi...etc. Babe, I'm kinda excited &amp;amp; apprehensive. It's been some time since I'd last worked. And everytime I start to source for a job, it means my bling-bling is running out. Hees. Spotted a gold/silver bag..it's called the "Doctor's Bag".. *Thinking real hard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired and stressed over the assignment that Mrs Soh gave us. Really darn unlucky because all the contents in the zip disk had been WIPED OUT. TOTALLY. Due to some corrupt thingy in the computer. And I didn't have any backup (My fault!). Thus I gotta RE-DO EVERYTHING. FROM SCRATCH. Heys Des we must co-operate already lah, don't always play Warcraft. Guess I'd better stop whining and complaining already because it doesn't help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, about the test today. I kinda screwed up the paper. Didn't really study. And I'm super unlucky again, THE PEN RAN OUT OF INK. *prays hard that I can survive*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering whether or not to dye my hair. I need a revamp, eh. Comments comments... By the way, Shuang I kinda like your hair. It sorta freshens you up. Prettypretty. =)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112246588751584561?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112246588751584561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112246588751584561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112246588751584561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112246588751584561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/mixmixmix-ed.html' title='mixmixmix-ed'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112243634829809295</id><published>2005-07-27T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T20:52:28.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the verge of fallin'. You know that you have to be strong.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm like super tired now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My energy's sapped like there's none left. Except for a little to keep me going till the test is over. And I still have to complete my tasks. My nose's blocked. I think very soon my body is gonna surrender itself to the flu virus. Vitamin Cs Vitamin Cs Vitamin Cs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Typing crap now because I'm getting blur.My eyelids feel so heavy now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I can't wait for my long-awaited block leave. Which starts on 8th August. Though it's only a week, but I need it seriously. All my friends have been asking me, "Why do you look so tired?"/"You look more worn-out than before. Unlike the cheerful you in the past."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;*DESMOND, DON'T SLEEP ALREADY! WE NEED TO SUBMIT THE FILE TO MRS JUDY EMILY SOH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112243634829809295?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112243634829809295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112243634829809295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112243634829809295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112243634829809295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/on-verge-of-fallin-you-know-that-you.html' title='On the verge of fallin&apos;. You know that you have to be strong.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112239746894313222</id><published>2005-07-27T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T10:06:34.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Face analysis, anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I've done mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Here it is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.faceanalyzer.com/member.aspx?id=35043"&gt;&lt;u&gt;MY ANALYSIS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I look 100% Eastern European?! OHMYGOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112239746894313222?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112239746894313222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112239746894313222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112239746894313222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112239746894313222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/face-analysis-anyone-ive-done-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112239512432786675</id><published>2005-07-27T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T09:26:24.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New facelift for my blogskin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;New 'facelift' for my blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;What do u think? Teehees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;=))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Okayes I gotta run. I need to study for my Customer Service test. Wish me luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112239512432786675?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112239512432786675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112239512432786675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112239512432786675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112239512432786675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/new-facelift-for-my-blogskin.html' title='New facelift for my blogskin.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112226794531944880</id><published>2005-07-25T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T22:05:45.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B.O.R.E.D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;I'm bored. And stressed out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Rahh. Upcoming test this Wednesday. And. I've got an assignment to complete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;No more outings for these few days I guess. I need to revise for my test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;I reckon I should really change my blogskin template soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;WATCH THIS SPACE X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112226794531944880?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112226794531944880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112226794531944880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112226794531944880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112226794531944880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/bored.html' title='B.O.R.E.D'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112222153922511129</id><published>2005-07-25T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T09:12:19.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;S T R E S S E D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112222153922511129?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112222153922511129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112222153922511129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112222153922511129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112222153922511129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/stressed.html' title='Stressed'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112209550167551572</id><published>2005-07-23T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T22:11:41.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday night.</title><content type='html'>Goody day people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Jia Min &amp; Shuang Er yesterday. May May couldn't make it because she's got something to attend to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we were on our way to Raffles City when we walked past Gelare at CityLink. And the irresistable aroma of the waffle proved to be way too tempting. *drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/waffle.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 large waffle. With 2 scoops of ice-cream. Chocolate Overload. Cookies &amp; Cream. Purrr-fect!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuang Er can't wait to taste it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/shuangerhungry.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me either. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/joajiaminhungry.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia Min &amp; I were so happy to eat the waffle. Yums....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/waytoohappy.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waffle was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone. Within minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/gonewithinseconds.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuang can prove that we were very satisfied with the yummy dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/satisfiedlook.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shutter bug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Miss Shuang Er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/randomshuangselfpic.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/narcissistshuang.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/JOa.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we got drinks at Raffles City's Jasons Marketplace. And walked to Esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night was really beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night shone under the full moon. And the sky filled with stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/FUlLmoOn.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skyscrapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/blurrscenery.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/drink.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/crazybitch.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/girlsniteout.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words scribbled by Jia Min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/girls.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Medeline &amp; her friends while we were on our way to City Hall Mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we saw this beautiful piece of artwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/iwashere.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/iwashere2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/back.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you're wondering who's the guy in some of the pictures, that's Desmond. He joined us at Esplanade after meeting his friend. And he's our photographer in some of our pictures. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home at around 11 plus.&lt;br /&gt;Had fun yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Joana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112209550167551572?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112209550167551572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112209550167551572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112209550167551572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112209550167551572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/friday-night.html' title='Friday night.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112200531467087037</id><published>2005-07-22T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T21:08:34.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is a tad bit too boring. Far to boring for me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Jia Min's not comin' to school today. Boredbored. That sweet really brings some life to BPOS Grad Services. Somehow it doesn't feel right when she's not around. Did you see it girl? Aha. Bet you did. Touched, eh? *grins* Anyways, take good care of yourself and have loads of rest. Get well soon! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I'm feeling so very bored here. So here I am, popping by to post an entry. Some random entries o' mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;At this rate I'm going, I guess yours truly is going bonkers due to boredom. Argh-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;No clubbing, no outings. I'm dying. Because it's Friday. And Fridays are fun days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Am supposed to go to Jalan Kayu for prata session today after school. Babes, are we still hitting there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I'm really very bored here. (Even though there's like stuff to do!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112200531467087037?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112200531467087037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112200531467087037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112200531467087037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112200531467087037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-is-tad-bit-too-boring-far-to.html' title='This is a tad bit too boring. Far to boring for me.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112196044939763802</id><published>2005-07-21T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T08:44:42.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One fine day.</title><content type='html'>Just got back home at around ten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met PW at Bishan just now. AND I FINALLY GOT THAT SKIRT THAT I'D &lt;strong&gt;LONNNGGGGG&lt;/strong&gt; WANTED! =)))))) *smiles all the way* And I was lucky. It was the last piece left. And the salesgirl was really sweet. She offered me a 10% discount. Thanks so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we reckoned that there was nothing to shop around at Junction 8, so we decided on Bugis because PW wanted to go there. Bugis is still as bustling as before. Didn't manage to window shop at Bugis Village though. But I got another babydoll top from a shop at Edge. It's PetalBox. And coincidentally the salesgirl happened to be PW's friend. =) She's so sweet. Gave me a 10% discount. Had actually wanted to purchase a babydoll top from Topshop, but I guess there aren't many sizes left too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a Mickey tank that I really liked at the Disney store. And we bumped into PW's friend at the store. I recognised him as one of my schoolmates back in secondary school, but he doesn't recognise me at all. Haha. Prolly because I looked fugly when I was in secondary. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. I don't know how to describe this. I'm kinda turned off by guys who seem really 'desperate' for a girl's number. Or 'desperate' to know whether the girl is attached or not. Thanks PW, for helping me. *Teehee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at Long John Silver's then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mundane entry again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I was so bored at BPOS today. Here's an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/picture1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben, don't act cute lah! Haha. Kiddin' anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night folks, and HAPPY RACIAL HARMONY DAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112196044939763802?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112196044939763802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112196044939763802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112196044939763802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112196044939763802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/one-fine-day.html' title='One fine day.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112169966986782079</id><published>2005-07-18T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T08:14:29.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morals</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Something meaningful to share with all of you. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Something encouraging, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://upchucky.net/~upchucky/flash-fun/farmer-donkey.swf"&gt;CLICK ME&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112169966986782079?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112169966986782079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112169966986782079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112169966986782079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112169966986782079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/morals.html' title='Morals'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112168634467402604</id><published>2005-07-18T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T04:33:04.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping, please.... I need you bad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I &lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DESPERATELY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/s&gt; NEED TO GO SHOPPING!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ethnic/Paisley skirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;That babydoll top from Topshop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The top that I saw from Cineleisure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pants from ReBirth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Accessories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Retail therapy at Bugis Village.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Moneymoneymoney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112168634467402604?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112168634467402604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112168634467402604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112168634467402604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112168634467402604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/shopping-please-i-need-you-bad.html' title='Shopping, please.... I need you bad.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112168544562074729</id><published>2005-07-18T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T08:05:32.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free movies, anyone? Say hola.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;CAUGHT A MOVIE TODAY FOR FREE!!! READ: &lt;strong&gt;F-R-E-E.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Yeah. You got it right, man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Credits to Desmond, who saw the visible but not-many-people-would-really-notice advertisement in the Life! section in The Straits Times. *claps for Desmond* I bought the newspaper with the intention of flipping through The Classifieds because I'm scouting for a job. NeedajobNeedajobNeedajob else I'll be BROKE. *Bonkers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Yeah. And so... Desmond suggested to us that we should go for the freebie - Present the cut-out ad and receive a pair of free movie tickets from Cathay Cineplex. Only available at Cathay Cineleisure and Cathay Causeway Point. But it's limited to 1 cut-out per patron (2 tickets). Since there aren't any strings attached, anyway. It was like, around 9.50am. Ben &amp; Desmond went to Cineleisure to help us get the tickets and to get another copy of the newspaper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Thank God, they managed to get middle seats for "War of the Worlds". 11.30am slot. Jia Min &amp;amp; I went to Cineleisure to meet up with them. And on our way there, we saw: People running with a copies of The Straits Times in their hands, towards Orchard Cineleisure. And Desmond said he saw someone rushing across the pedestrian crossing without a care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I was thinking: &lt;em&gt;Siao&lt;/em&gt;. So &lt;em&gt;kiasu&lt;/em&gt;, for what. But &lt;em&gt;aiyah&lt;/em&gt;, Singaporeans are like that what. It's our distinctive trait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;But then, it's the 2nd time I'm watching War of the Worlds. But never mind, the movie wasn't that bad either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Instead of popcorns and nachos, we thought of buying other foods to fill our empty rumbling tummies as we watch the movie. So Jia Min, Desmond &amp;amp; I had takeaways from Burger King whereas Ben had KFC. We thought of ways to 'smuggle' the food inside the theatre. Haha. Boy was it hilarious. Desmond lah, you always suggest stupid ideas leh. But this time you're really something, eh. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;DESMOND WENT INTO THE 'WORLD OF SPORTS' STORE, AND CAME OUT WITH A BIG PLASTIC BAG. To put our takeaways inside. *Laughs like mad till my sides ached* Hahahahahahahahaha. You guys should have seen it. &lt;em&gt;It was really damn funny, lah&lt;/em&gt;! But it was the best idea. And we got through! Without the ushers smelling anything &lt;em&gt;fishy&lt;/em&gt;. =) There you go peeps. This is the best idea/solution for any of you out there, who wanna get takeaways as snacks in the cinema. Just walk into a store and request for a plastic bag. Preferably opaque.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;After the movie, we played pool for an hour. Then, it was back to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Took some silly pictures with Jia Min on Desmond's handphone. Would upload them here when Desmond figured out how to send it to us via email.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;This is a long entry, guys. Hope I didn't bore you out. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;**I'm just hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112168544562074729?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112168544562074729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112168544562074729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112168544562074729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112168544562074729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/free-movies-anyone-say-hola.html' title='Free movies, anyone? Say hola.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112159964248244825</id><published>2005-07-17T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T08:03:18.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Return Engagement. Reads.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I've just started out on a new book. Return Engagement by Lynn Michaels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or should I say, I bought this book a couple of months ago from Borders but couldn't find the time to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to plough through the first few chapters already. Kinda addictive; I must say.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a zillion lightyears since last finished reading a book prim and proper. And I found my liking for the English language through reading, and reading, and reading since my nursery/kindergartner days. I still remember those Enid Blyton, Babysitters Club, Sweet Valley, Nancy Drew etc days.. And my parents &amp; I converse mostly in English ever since I was born. Which led to me detesting the Chinese language when I was in primary school. Because I find English easier to understand. But all's good now. Haha. My Chinese started to improve when I was in upper primary. Thanks to my very nice Chinese language teacher. I still remember her name. Mdm Toh. I guess she'd since retired from the profession already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And I find understanding the Chinese language became easier as I communicate with my classmates in Mandarin. And also, being a Chinese, I feel that I should know my roots. Though I still prefer English. And it gives you an edge and upperhand over your competitors in the corporate world; when you are bilingual or trilingual or multilingual etc whatsoever. However, I wouldn't dare say that I'm good at English, because the occasional grammatical and sentence structure errors still pop by now and then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Whatever it is, it's a blessing to be able to know my roots and speak my language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Blessed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Jo &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112159964248244825?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112159964248244825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112159964248244825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112159964248244825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112159964248244825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/return-engagement-reads.html' title='Return Engagement. Reads.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112157523350134221</id><published>2005-07-17T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T21:42:42.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skin revamp. Yes or No?</title><content type='html'>I reckoned that it's time to change my blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUTBUTBUT.&lt;br /&gt;I've grown attached to my current one. Moreover, it's spacious enough for me to upload photos, music videos, &amp;amp; my favorite Blythe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I change the skin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I can still keep the html of my old skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rahh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112157523350134221?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112157523350134221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112157523350134221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112157523350134221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112157523350134221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/skin-revamp-yes-or-no.html' title='Skin revamp. Yes or No?'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112152715221866782</id><published>2005-07-16T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T08:32:17.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So yesterday. Life and all.</title><content type='html'>Anyhows, went to play bowling with Jia Min, Shuang Er, May May, Ben &amp; Desmond at the Yio Chu Kang Grassroots Club yesterday during lunch break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as usual, the loser has to do a forfeit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The loser turned out to be ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to finish a Mac ice-cream cone drizzled with chilli sauce. But I think they forgot about it. So I didn't have to do the forfeit in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was still early when we got back to school, so we decided to sit and bum around at Mac. Someone suggested the "Number Guessing" game again, and this time the loser's gotta finish half a pack of Curry Sauce. Yucks. Shuang &amp;amp; Jia Min were victims of the terrible forfeit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, the forfeit was changed to chilli sauce with mayo. Take a look:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/forfeit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, Ben Desmond and me were victims of this horrendous thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't taste very horrible, just YUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/ben.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Ben &amp; the 'sauce'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;** There're a lot of things that I wanna say to you. But I guess you didn't realise it because I didn't dare to say anything out. I'm always thinking whether or not to tell you how much I missed you, because you will never bother. Just like today. I know I won't be receiving any response, but I still said it out nonetheless. Just when I'm starting to like you, something just came and slapped me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112152715221866782?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112152715221866782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112152715221866782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112152715221866782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112152715221866782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/so-yesterday-life-and-all.html' title='So yesterday. Life and all.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112149597454292673</id><published>2005-07-16T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T00:02:45.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm bleeding.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I just feel like curling up and die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm not feeling bad. Just feeling sad. And down in the dumps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Let me cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112149597454292673?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112149597454292673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112149597454292673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112149597454292673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112149597454292673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-bleeding.html' title='I&apos;m bleeding.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112148153036661819</id><published>2005-07-16T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T19:38:50.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Good morning earthlings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I'm up early today. *yawns* It's too cold. Finished my breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Anyways, I am glad that I finally managed to meet Lyn &amp; Wan Jun yesterday. Because it's been quite a long time since we last met. Had dinner at Sakae Sushi Wheelock. Had sashimi! Haha. My favorite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Walked to Takashimaya. Saw Huang Biren! I think she's filming something. Boy, she's tall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Had loads of food yesterday! Takashimaya's having some kinda food fest. Yums-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;You should go there too. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Anyways, I can't think of what to blog right now. This is just a very very mundane entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;So long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112148153036661819?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112148153036661819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112148153036661819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112148153036661819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112148153036661819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/earth-day.html' title='Earth day.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112135361451807700</id><published>2005-07-14T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T08:11:37.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie &amp; the Chocolate Factory.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five golden tickets, five fortunate kids, one lucky you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/chocolatefactory.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/wonka.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/charlie.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/violet.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/mike.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/augustus.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/veruca.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Reminisicing my childhood memories of Roald Dahl. I remember I was so fascinated by the stories that he wrote. I would always be so engrossed, and Roald Dahl kept me wanting for more. And I remember that it was one of my favorite stories when I was in primary school back then. I was an avid reader. But now, I can't seem to find the time to read. Am trying to squeeze in some "me-time" to pop by the library one of these days. I'm so happy that now they've made the story into a movie. And Johnny Depp as Willy Wonka. Boy, I admire Johnny Depp. His eccentric nature is what makes him attractive. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I'm so looking forward to this movie. 4th August. Can't wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chocolatefactorymovie.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;CLICK ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Anyways, Shuang, I miss having you around. -hugss-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112135361451807700?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112135361451807700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112135361451807700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112135361451807700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112135361451807700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/charlie-chocolate-factory.html' title='Charlie &amp; the Chocolate Factory.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112134165363281439</id><published>2005-07-14T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T04:47:33.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yada-yada</title><content type='html'>Reached school super early today. Haha. Like, 8am?&lt;br /&gt;Everyone at BPOS was surprised. They kept going, "Today you so early ah...", "Why you so early today?".. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, gym was okay. Fathomed with the equipment. Did like, half an hour of cardios. Haha. Treadmills... Crunches. It's pretty good to work out in the gym because it's air-conditioned and you don't get all sweaty &amp; stinky easily. However, we didn't manage to swim because it was raining kinda heavily halfway through the workout. Awww. =( Never mind, there's always next week. Played table-tennis with Ben &amp;amp; Jia Min, and it was so funny. Jia Min's addicted to it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Lyn &amp; Wan Jun for dinner in town tomorrow. Hees, gotta do some catching up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God, I was like stuck outside my house for 25 minutes just now! I forgot my keys. Arghh- Didn't wanna wait downstairs for my maid to be back home because downstairs got bangalah, lah. Then it's not a good feeling to have the Bangalah stare at you while you wait, right? So I succumbed to waiting outside my house. Till my maid is back. And Yee Kiat was laughing when I told him this. Haha. And it was super uncomfortable just now because I had cramps. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wearing specs tomorrow. Nerdy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Should I go club again tomorrow...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112134165363281439?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112134165363281439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112134165363281439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112134165363281439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112134165363281439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/yada-yada.html' title='yada-yada'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112125433673665745</id><published>2005-07-13T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T04:32:16.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Up &amp; Down - Rollercoasters.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm going through another emotional rollercoaster ride again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Mood swings. I guess the time of the month is around the corner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Went to Orchard with Jia Min, May May, Jing Cai (May's friend), Ben &amp; Desmond in the morning just now. Yeah. We gave ourselves a perpetually extended break. Boy, it's kinda fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jia Min went to her company to submit her work-related thing at Ngee Ann City. Then we went to Cineleisure. Played at the arcade. We played quite a lot of games. DDR, Daytona, and Marvel vs Capcom. Ha. Ben was surprised that I was good at it. *grins* I beat him at the game. Woots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Then we played pool at KPool. Was nice. But I'm still a pool newbie. The game is actually kinda addictive. Ate at KFC. Ben &amp; Desmond took several packets of chilli sauce. Oh my, we didn't know what to do with so many packets of chilli sauce, so Ben suggested a game. It's like "Number Guessing". The loser have to finish all &lt;strong&gt;8&lt;/strong&gt; packets of chilli! But in the end, May lost and she had to do the horrible forfeit. We were magnanimous, so we didn't ask her to finish all the chilli literally. Just a little from each packet will do. Ben was nice enough to help her finish one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Went back to school only at around 5pm. Uh-oh. But we know our limits lah, we don't always take such long breaks. Because it isn't fair to the others. Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Gym tomorrow. Gotta do some workout to burn those calories. I've had such a HUGE appetite lately. Oops. My tummy's grumbling me urging me to go for dinner now. Tadas folks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112125433673665745?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112125433673665745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112125433673665745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112125433673665745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112125433673665745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/up-down-rollercoasters.html' title='Up &amp; Down - Rollercoasters.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112118231072106632</id><published>2005-07-12T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T08:31:50.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusion.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I find myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Falling into a whirlpool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112118231072106632?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112118231072106632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112118231072106632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112118231072106632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112118231072106632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/confusion.html' title='Confusion.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112099456389874709</id><published>2005-07-10T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T04:25:09.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Transitions.</title><content type='html'>Have it ever occurred to all of you that, when exactly is the right age whereby you totally get your freedom? Away from your folks' constant naggings, rantings, and scoldings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad part about living in the Asian culture is, their conservationism &amp; narrow-mindedness. No offence, but I'm just voicing out my views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, as the younger generation soaks up the open-minded culture of the West, and gets bolder, our older folks simply disagrees. For example, the dresscode. Think high-waisted jeans, sleeved tops, and long skirts. Contrast it with hipster jeans, minis, spaghetti straps. They will see dressing up in tanks and low-cut jeans as skimpy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a dynamic world. Environment. Nothing stays the same. Variables change. If only the older folks understand. Only then, the generation gap between the young &amp;amp; old can be bridged. However, I do know that they have their own share of reasons. But wait. We're old enough to think &amp;amp; fend for ourselves. We cannot be spoonfed constantly, otherwise we'll never grow up. And we'll never learn how to face difficult problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I just want to live my life to the fullest. Do the things that I've always wanted to do. Especially now that I'm still young. Once you hit the age of 20, time would fly really fast. And before you realised it, you're already in your late 20s. Which is why, I do not want to wait till when I'm in my 20s and I recall back what I've done and regret - "Why didn't I do that when I was young?", "Why didn't I take that opportunity?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, age is a very sensitive topic to females. We age faster than our male counterparts. (That's what I think.) And women look even older after giving birth. *sighs* That's what I call facets of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn to observe what's around you, and take the chance when it comes by. Because you'll never know how long do you have to wait for another, or probably it'll never come by again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112099456389874709?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112099456389874709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112099456389874709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112099456389874709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112099456389874709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/transitions.html' title='Transitions.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112098392655615405</id><published>2005-07-10T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T04:01:49.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-clubbing symptom</title><content type='html'>"GOOD MORNING"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God, I practically slept my whole morning &amp; afternoon away. Waking up only to have my lunch, then back to snoring again. Sorry Yvonne, Davis, &amp;amp; Nemo I'm unable to make it for today's church service. A mil' apologies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the week is here again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oooh, it's raining now. Purrrr-fect weather to snuggle up in bed. =X Ooops*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to blog right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait. Before I sign off, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEN."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112098392655615405?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112098392655615405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112098392655615405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112098392655615405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112098392655615405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/post-clubbing-symptom.html' title='Post-clubbing symptom'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112081738617842720</id><published>2005-07-08T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T03:09:46.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotham Penthouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oooh. So it's &lt;strong&gt;Gotham Penthouse&lt;/strong&gt; and not "Cotton" Penthouse. I'd misheard it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sounds very Batman-ly, by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112081738617842720?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112081738617842720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112081738617842720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112081738617842720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112081738617842720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/gotham-penthouse.html' title='Gotham Penthouse'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112078745842205233</id><published>2005-07-08T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T22:05:02.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>updates. after some time.</title><content type='html'>Realised that I haven't been up&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=dating" target="_blank"&gt;dating&lt;/a&gt; on the recent events that happened since... Tuesday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, went to KBox &amp; K-Pool with Jia Min, Ben &amp;amp; Desmond on Wednesday during our lunch break. Ha. It's been a long break. Left for AMK central at around 10++am.. and we were back only at around 4++pm. Oops. Singing was fun. Great way to destress. And to kill time and boredom. Ooooo. And pooling was kinda fun too. Went to meet Dearie after school. Caught Fantastic Four. Not a bad one, actually. Haha. Will give it 3.5 popcorns out of 5. =) Oh ya. I've caught A Lot Like Love too. Predictable ending. But who cares? ASHTON'S IN IT. =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday. Went jogging with Jia Min in the morning. Whoa. And my leg muscles are aching now. We jogged for 5 rounds around the track. Not bad, eh! But we had Yong Tau Fu in laksa soup after our jog. THERE GOES OUR HARD WORK! Haha. Then, Ben Desmond Jia Min &amp; me decided to hit Bishan... I had no idea why. Because we're probably gonna die of boredom if we stayed in BPOS. But never mind, boredom aside. Being in BPOS definitely has got a lot of plus points &amp;amp; benefits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so dead beat these days. I need a good rest. Zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No events for today. I need sleep, badly. Clubbing tomorrow. It's an expensive hobby. Tsk-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badminton on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Embarrassing stuffs happened again just now while having brunch with my gals. Oh my, I had Western food, and I was trying to squeeze the chilli sauce onto my plate and the whole cap just gave way. And my plate ended up with a POOL of chilli in it. Arghh. So &lt;em&gt;suay&lt;/em&gt;. I hope the Western food stall's auntie won't curse me! It wasn't my fault. Sorry to waste your chilli sauce.  =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112078745842205233?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112078745842205233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112078745842205233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112078745842205233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112078745842205233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/updates-after-some-time.html' title='updates. after some time.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112073177689186529</id><published>2005-07-07T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T03:24:49.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beckham photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WANNA SEE PICTURES OF &lt;strong&gt;DAVID BECKHAM&lt;/strong&gt; DURING HIS TRIP TO NANYANG POLYTECHNIC?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE GOES...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T GO GA-GA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT WAIT. THE PICTURES AREN'T CLEAR THOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READY...??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/becksbanner.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proof that he is really here, in NYP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/becks1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/becks2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/becks3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose hand is that?! *BAM*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/becks4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/becks5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe I saw him. *rubs eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's him. Indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/becks.bmp" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112073177689186529?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112073177689186529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112073177689186529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112073177689186529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112073177689186529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/beckham-photos.html' title='Beckham photos'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112061544072007466</id><published>2005-07-06T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T08:33:57.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Be There For You - Bon Jovi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'LL BE THERE FOR YOU - BON JOVI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Soundtrack from "A Lot Like Love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I guess this time you're really leaving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I heard your suitcase say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Well as my broken heart lies bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You say true love is suicide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You say you've cried a thousand rivers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And now you're swimming for the shore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You left me drowning in my tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And you won't save me anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'm praying to God you'll give me one more chance girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'll be there for you, these five words I swear to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When you breathe, I wanna be the air for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'd live and I'd die for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'd steal the sun from the sky for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Words can't say what love can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I know you know we've had some good times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Now they have their own hiding place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Well I can promise you tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But I can't buy back yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And baby you know my hands are dirty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But I wanted to be your Valentine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'll be the water when you get thirsty baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;When you get drunk, I'll be the wine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'll be there for you, these five words I swear to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When you breathe I wanna be the air for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'd live and I'd die for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'd steal the sun from the sky for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Words can't say what love can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I wasn't there when you were happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And I wasn't there when you were down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Didn't mean to miss your birthday baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I wish I'd seen you blow those candles out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'll be there for you, these five words I swear to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When you breathe I wanna be the air for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'd live and I'd die for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'd steal the sun from the sky for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Words can't say what love can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'll be there for ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'll be there for you, these five words I swear to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;When you breathe I wanna be the air for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'd live and I'd die for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'd steal the sun from the sky for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Words can't say what love can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'll be there for you ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112061544072007466?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112061544072007466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112061544072007466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112061544072007466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112061544072007466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/ill-be-there-for-you-bon-jovi.html' title='I&apos;ll Be There For You - Bon Jovi'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112055505953753674</id><published>2005-07-05T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T02:19:18.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>**I SAW DAVID BECKHAM**</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I SAW DAVID BECKHAM!!!! I REALLY SAW HIM!!!! IN PERSON!!!! OH MY GOD, I REALLY SAW BECKS!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I CAN CONCLUDE THAT HE'S ONE OF THE MOST DROP-DEAD GORGEOUS GUY IN THE WORLD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THIS MOMENT WILL DEFINITELY BE ETCHED IN MY MEMORY ALWAYS. FOR AS LONG AS I CAN REMEMBER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112055505953753674?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112055505953753674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112055505953753674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112055505953753674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112055505953753674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-saw-david-beckham.html' title='**I SAW DAVID BECKHAM**'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112052570481462958</id><published>2005-07-05T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T18:08:24.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my birthday. updates.</title><content type='html'>First of all, I'd really like to thank all my friends. Love all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinner yesterday at Billy Bombers (The Heeren) with Jia Min, Shuang Er, May May and Yong Quan. We ordered 2 main courses: Honey Chix &amp; Betty's Roast Chix. Yummaye-&lt;br /&gt;We didn't order any drinks but we also ordered Cheese Fries, and 2 AMERICAN BROWNIES!!! Boy, the brownie was indeed yummylicious!! But it wasn't as good as it usually was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the bad thing was: THEIR SERVICE SUCKS. Serious. I think the staff there possess some kinda attitude problem or something. They seem reluctant to serve us. And, they judge people. They favor the customers who ordered more, which also meant, patrons who paid more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we went to take NEOPRINTS!! Neos neos neos. Will upload them soon. Promise =)&lt;br /&gt;It was fun taking neos. Whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to buy the prezzie. Black pointed flats. Thanks SO MUCH GUYS! LOVE YA ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though all of us were really tired yesterday, nonetheless I still enjoyed myself very much. Really appreciate everything. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the credits part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my friends who sent me really wonderful smses to wish me a happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben &amp; Desmond: For getting the really nice white chocolate cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother Vinson &amp; his gf Venetia: For the Chocolates and the card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan (Woo): For the strawberry chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne, Ing Mey &amp; Anu: For the sweet card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearie: For the cute lil' plushie. -huggs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not forgetting, my dear girls, Val &amp; Yong Quan: For taking the time &amp;amp; effort to celebrate my birthday with me!! And for the prezzie!!!!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all my friends. Thank you again!! Hee. And my folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots &amp; lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joana &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112052570481462958?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112052570481462958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112052570481462958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112052570481462958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112052570481462958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-birthday-updates.html' title='my birthday. updates.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112049120799566268</id><published>2005-07-04T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T08:36:28.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beckham*</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;DAVID BECKHAM IS COMIN' TO NYP TOMORROW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Squeals*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AM EXCITED. =))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update about today's outing tomorrow. Am dead beat. Hitting the sack now, good night all. -hugss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*hey my gals (jiamin, shuang &amp;amp; may), I think we can get to see him. Got lobang. But it's most prolly k? 85%.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112049120799566268?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112049120799566268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112049120799566268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112049120799566268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112049120799566268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/beckham.html' title='Beckham*'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112044759152647062</id><published>2005-07-04T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T20:26:31.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Independence Day.</title><content type='html'>Hey here's my 2nd post for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to thank all my friends &amp; loved ones who'd sent me many well wishes.. A big thank you to u all... Especially Jia Min, Shuang, May, Yong Quan, Val, Ben, Des, Ying Hui, Matilda, Eug, Venetia, Shannon, Christine, Alan, Allan, Ying, Joce, Jia Xuan, Ying Mey, Joanne, Cai Ying, Anu, Dearie.. and many peeps. Thanks all... Those smses were really sweet surprises. =) *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, oops. I'm a year OLDER. Haha. Would be dropping by town later. Billy Bombers, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here're some surprising facts about 4th of July:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;10 Surprising Facts About the Fourth of July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://encarta.msn.com/media_461516718/Second_Continental_Congress.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Everyone loves Independence Day, the quintessential American holiday, full of parades, picnics, and ... surprising facts? You bet! Be the life of the party--share a few of these tasty nuggets of knowledge with your fellow picnickers this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;1. Independence Day commemorates the formal adoption of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://encarta.msn.com/encyclopedia_761559234/Declaration_of_Independence.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Declaration of Independence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; on July 4, 1776. However, it was not declared a legal holiday until 1941.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://encarta.msn.com/encyclopedia_761576898/Fireworks.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Fireworks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; were made in China as early as the 11th century. The Chinese used their pyrotechnic mixtures for war rockets and explosives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://encarta.msn.com/encyclopedia_761570740/Uncle_Sam.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Uncle Sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; was first popularized during the War of 1812, when the term appeared on supply containers. Believe it or not, the U. S. Congress didn't adopt him as a national symbol until 1961.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;4. There are many precise rules for taking care of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://encarta.msn.com/encyclopedia_761577016/Flag_of_the_United_States.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;American flag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;. And speaking of flag traditions, we're sorry to report that contrary to legend, historical research has failed to confirm that Betsy Ross sewed the first flag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;5. Not all members of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://encarta.msn.com/encyclopedia_761567004/Continental_Congress.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Continental Congress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; supported a formal Declaration of Independence, but those who did were passionate about it. One representative rode 80 miles by horseback to reach Philadelphia and break a tie in support of independence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://encarta.msn.com/media_461538483/Liberty_Bell_Pennsylvania.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;6. The first two versions of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://encarta.msn.com/encyclopedia_761554751/Liberty_Bell_Pennsylvania.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Liberty Bell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; were defective and had to be melted down and recast. The third version rang every Fourth of July from 1778 to 1835, when, according to tradition, it cracked as it was being tolled for the death of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://encarta.msn.com/encyclopedia_761553174/Marshall_John_(jurist).html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Chief Justice John Marshall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;7. The American national anthem, the "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://encarta.msn.com/encyclopedia_761575047/Star-Spangled_Banner.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Star-Spangled Banner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;," is set to the tune of an English drinking song ("To Anacreon in Heaven").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://encarta.msn.com/encnet/refpages/RefMedia.aspx?refid=461539640"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;8. The iron framework of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://encarta.msn.com/encyclopedia_761565909/Statue_of_Liberty.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Statue of Liberty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; was devised by French engineer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://encarta.msn.com/encyclopedia_761579979/Eiffel_Alexandre-Gustave.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Alexandre-Gustave Eiffel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*, who also built the Eiffel Tower in Paris. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;9. The patriotic poem "America the Beautiful" was published on July 4, 1895 by Wellesley College professor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://encarta.msn.com/encyclopedia_761557766/Bates_Katharine_Lee.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Katharine Lee Bates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;10. Father of the country and architect of independence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://encarta.msn.com/encyclopedia_761564084/Washington_George.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;George Washington&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; held his first public office at the tender age of 17. He continued in public service until his death in 1799.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112044759152647062?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112044759152647062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112044759152647062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112044759152647062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112044759152647062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/independence-day.html' title='Independence Day.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112043282943900241</id><published>2005-07-04T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T16:20:29.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bday to myself!</title><content type='html'>*pops*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm 18!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to myself!!! WHEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, and Happy 4th of July. It's Independence Day. =))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112043282943900241?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112043282943900241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112043282943900241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112043282943900241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112043282943900241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/happy-bday-to-myself.html' title='Happy Bday to myself!'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112032306480123919</id><published>2005-07-03T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T09:53:53.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish. For another million wishes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My birthday is only a day away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What am I thinking? I'm feeling mixed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm excited that I'm turning 18 real soon. At the same time, there are other random feelings inside me that I can't decipher. Being 17 years old has brought me a whirlwind of sorts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm thinking of a bag. And shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And sharing this special day with all my loved ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lots of love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Joana* &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112032306480123919?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112032306480123919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112032306480123919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112032306480123919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112032306480123919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-wish-for-another-million-wishes.html' title='I wish. For another million wishes.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112021526780876586</id><published>2005-07-01T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T04:22:38.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody say, "zZzzz".</title><content type='html'>Yesterday's meeting with my friend Wei Kai was okay. Had &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Subway&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at Far East Plaza, walked around, talked. Went home at around 8 plus.. Thanks for the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a pretty tiring day, actually. Formal attire. Argh-&lt;br /&gt;Went to Hougang Mall with Jia Min, Desmond and Ben cuz Des wanted to get a haircut. Haha. The 3 of us went to the mini arcade at NTUC Club while Des had his haircut. Haha. It's super fun playing Daytona (I'M ALWAYS IN THE LAST PLACE!!!!) , PhotoHunt &amp; DDR. Oh my, I suck at DDR. But I got through with Ben's help. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know that &lt;strong&gt;guys can be super vain&lt;/strong&gt; these days. Especially Desmond! I was saying this to him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: "Don't worry, you'll be tanned when you get enlisted in NS."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DES: "It's okay. I've got my Ginvera Marvel Gel &amp;amp; Facial Foam. Got UV Protection."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*laughs like mad*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's true that guys should pay attention to personal grooming. =) First impression counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*p.s So sorry Shuang, May &amp; Yong Quan if we left you guys out! Gomenasai!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yawns. I'm feeling superdeedooper sleepy.zz. Looking forward to meeting Dearie tomorrow. =)))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Dearie, look on the brighter side of things ya? I'll always be there for you. Love heaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BY THE WAY PEOPLE, I HAVE A PIECE OF NEWS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DAVID BECKHAM'S COMING TO NYP NEXT TUESDAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'M SERIOUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Shuang, this part is specially for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/DavidBecks.bmp" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/becks.bmp" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/becky.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/realbecks.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/realbecks2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/23becks.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112021526780876586?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112021526780876586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112021526780876586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112021526780876586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112021526780876586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/07/everybody-say-zzzzz.html' title='Everybody say, &quot;zZzzz&quot;.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112011178211969672</id><published>2005-06-30T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T23:09:42.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUBWAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I WANT MORE SUBWAYS, PLEASE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112011178211969672?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112011178211969672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112011178211969672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112011178211969672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112011178211969672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/subway.html' title='SUBWAY'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112005813725735945</id><published>2005-06-29T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T08:21:36.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Nemo-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hit home at around 9.15pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Haha. &lt;strong&gt;Nemo's&lt;/strong&gt; really nice. *Dearie, your words are so true. Nemo's really cute. No wonder you always wanna pinch those cheeks of his.*&lt;br /&gt;Met him at Plaza Singapura. We had Oyster Mee Sua for dinner. Nice! Yummylicious. Went to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Carrefour&lt;/span&gt; to get snacks for BPOS Humanlink. Otherwise, all of us will be super bored there. Ben &amp; Des finished almost all of my &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;lemon&lt;/span&gt; cookies! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Thereafter, went to Kopitiam because Nemo wanted to introduce his churchmates to me. Davis &amp;amp; Samuel. Friendly dudes. Talked about school stuffs, and Sam's a Year 3 student from NYP SIT! Wow, just a few more months to IPP. All the best to Sam! Davis is a student from SP. Didn't manage to talk much to the both of them because they need to head to Orchard. Nemo brought me to visit his church located behind The Glass House. Met many more nice people there like Yvonne &amp; Sok Ee. By the way, it was nice chatting with you guys! Will most prolly drop by next Sunday for the Youth Service. =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;After that, I had to leave because school's like super early tomorrow. So Nemo accompanied me to Dhoby Ghaut MRT and I took the train home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Somehow, I feel that being 17 years old is kinda like a 'transition' age to me. It is a time whereby you kinda evolve into a more adult-like person. Some people started clubbing at this age... blah blah and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People start to dress up more, and gets more conscious about appearances. Loads of stuffs happen at this age. New friends, new environment at polys. Wider social circle. More fulfilling life. Etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's never been so fulfilling for me till now. Especially when I embark on my first step in tertiary education. It's been so far so good. Minus the schoolwork =) I'm so glad to have made many wonderful friends in poly. &lt;strong&gt;Especially Jia Min, Shuang Er &amp;amp; May May.&lt;/strong&gt; You guys have been super great. Love you all. My classmates been a bunch of fun-loving peeps too. =) And not forgetting those whose names that I haven't mentioned, TEP dudes/dudettes; Val, Yong Quan, Christine, Med, Ben, Des, Ying Hui, Hui Shung, Ying Ying &amp; more. A great big hug for you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if school is mundane, boring and routinal, it's your friends who fill in the shades of black &amp;amp; white. They make your life so much more &lt;strong&gt;vibrant&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;colorful&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Joana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112005813725735945?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112005813725735945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112005813725735945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112005813725735945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112005813725735945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/finding-nemo.html' title='Finding Nemo-'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112002659131692891</id><published>2005-06-29T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T23:34:48.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broop broop broops*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yeah! Here I am, back in Nanyang Polytechnic Room B.504, slacking away for awhile before embarking on the first call of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The swim-cum-tanning session was great! I love it to bits! Soaking up the goodness of the sun! And I'm like really tanned now. The good thing about NYP is that they have a great pool, and there's usually hardly anyone there. Went swimming and tanning with Jia Min, Shuang Er, &amp; Yong Quan. Jia Min &amp;amp; Yong Quan are really great swimmers. Admire Jia Min's good stamina. *claps* Haha, I tanned for around 45 minutes and I hit the pool. Woots. Brrr- It was super cold initially but I got used to it in no time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Haha, I'm a lousy swimmer I would say. But I had fun. I only know the 'Breaststroke', but I can't bop my head out of the water though. And all of them are like laughing. Hahaha. Jia Min said I look 'cartoon' when I swim. We played around, and splashed water at one another. We brought out the kid in us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;LET'S GO SWIMMING AGAIN. I WANT I WANT. SWIMMING AGAIN NEXT WEEK, ANYONE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dearie msged me to apologise, but I haven't respond to his msgs yet.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What am I thinking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Later darlings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112002659131692891?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112002659131692891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112002659131692891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112002659131692891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112002659131692891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/broop-broop-broops.html' title='Broop broop broops*'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-112001197908636861</id><published>2005-06-29T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T19:26:19.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish tales.</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling better right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am going tanning at my school's swimming pool later. Jia Min &amp; Shuang are going for a dip. Hope it'll be fun! Taking this time to let my hair down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, bought a Gio Junior tee yesterday &amp; a green sash belt. Yup. I went towning alone yesterday. I spotted a pair of flats that I really liked. Am gonna get it soon. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I have set up my very own Gmail account!!! It's &lt;a href="mailto:hotchocolate.marshmallows@gmail.com"&gt;hotchocolate.marshmallows@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;! Mail me mail me. =X Went to AMK Central for lunch yesterday with Yong Quan, Ben, Desmond, May May &amp; Jia Min. We walked there, it's pretty fast actually. ;) All of us tried the famous Chicken Cutlet recommended by Ben. Aha. Yummy. And because Desmond &amp; Ben had Iced Lemon Tea &amp;amp; Soyabean Milk respectively, we were laughing like mad when the so-called theories/myths behind the drinks are mentioned. Haha.Thinking of it makes me laugh already. *laughs like mad*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meeting with Nemo has been changed to today.We're meeting after my school ends at around 8 plus. Probably just gonna meet for a short while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Runs off now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-112001197908636861?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/112001197908636861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=112001197908636861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112001197908636861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/112001197908636861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/fish-tales.html' title='Fish tales.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111996840030808197</id><published>2005-06-28T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T07:24:48.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is biting me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I seriously know I'm not pms-ing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do you really C-A-R-E? Please tell me. Let me know. Because love is biting me, into my skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now my mood is crumbled, into trash. Thrown away. Like a piece of dung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111996840030808197?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111996840030808197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111996840030808197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111996840030808197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111996840030808197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/love-is-biting-me.html' title='Love is biting me.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111994028463574398</id><published>2005-06-28T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T23:31:24.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(o"o)</title><content type='html'>Shirlyn called me just now to call off the meeting. She's not feeling well. *Rest well yeah? Take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prolly dropping by town later alone. I need to get a pair of black flats. It's not really very urgent though, but oh wells. Just wanna go and take a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, I'll update again later! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111994028463574398?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111994028463574398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111994028463574398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111994028463574398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111994028463574398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/oo.html' title='(o&quot;o)'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111992165232076662</id><published>2005-06-28T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T18:20:52.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*Hola*</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hola! Buenos Dias!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Hello! Good Morning!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm in a pretty mood today.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;winks*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Am meeting Lyn later for dinner &amp; movie. And Mommy says she's gonna transfer some&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;*bling bling*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;into my bank account today. Not much, but I'm content ;) Hees. Cuz it's for my birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anyways, will blog more later. Don't think today will be a "slacky" day. I've got work to do!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hasta Luego!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111992165232076662?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111992165232076662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111992165232076662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111992165232076662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111992165232076662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/hola.html' title='*Hola*'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111988798117528117</id><published>2005-06-27T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T09:06:18.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Here are the long-awaited neos that we took long ago:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/ice.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Everybody say "ICE, ICE BABY."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh my God, I just LOVE this pic heaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/darlings.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/leglifts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/girlsweare.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Feministe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/actcutecan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anyways, love those pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So long, good night. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111988798117528117?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111988798117528117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111988798117528117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111988798117528117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111988798117528117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/neos.html' title='Neos!'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111986829864487933</id><published>2005-06-27T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T09:03:52.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emily the Strange</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;BUT... Come to think of it, I feel that Emily the Strange is kinda cute actually. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/emilyestrange.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/emilyseespeakhear.bmp" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111986829864487933?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111986829864487933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111986829864487933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111986829864487933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111986829864487933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/emily-strange.html' title='Emily the Strange'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111985591286110435</id><published>2005-06-27T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T00:05:12.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Directionless.</title><content type='html'>Managed to squeeze in some teeny-weeny time to blog today. Aha. I don't know. I just got this feeling. This directionless feeling all of a sudden. I guess it's prolly due to me comin' to school at 10.30am this morning. Yeah. Claimed 2 hours off to come late. I get to sleep in my sty for a longer time! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played UNO with Yong Quan, Shuang Er, Jia Min, May May, Val, and Alphian just now. Oooh. T'was fun!! The loser's gotta do a forfeit - Say 'I love you' to Yong Sheng. And all of us were like super tensed when playing the game because we all wanna 'sabo' May May. Hahaha. Real fun. And Yong Sheng joined us for the next round. The loser's gotta 'pole-dance'. Yong Sheng lost and he did the forfeit reluctantly anyway. You should've seen the situation. Almost everyone whipped out their camera-phones. Let's play UNO again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this week's gonna be hectic. Real HECTIC. And packed, I tell you. I've got to stay back in school till 8pm today. Wednesday. Thursday. Friday. It's like for almost 5 consecutive days. Arghh. I don't wanna go back late! On a lighter note, I get to claim the extra hours off to go back early or perhaps come to school late. grins-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm meeting Lyn to catch &lt;strong&gt;Initial D&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow. Whee. I haven't seen her for AGES. Definitely have truckloads of stuffs to catch up. I have a feeling that I'm gonna drool over Edison Chen tomorrow. Gotta bring more hankies. Haha. Am just kidding. But he's really damn cute, lah. Don't you ladies agree with me? Shawn Yue's not bad too. =) But I still wanna watch another movie. I've mentioned it like a mil' times previously. You peeps should be able to guess it. guffaws*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be meeting my friend Wei Kai on Thursday, and Nemo on Friday. But it's not confirm yet cuz of my schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearie promised me something about this Saturday. Don't you forget. =))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;**By the way, Dennis could u please don't call me Emily (the Strange) anymore. She's got serious attitude problem. Haha. Kthanks. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111985591286110435?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111985591286110435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111985591286110435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111985591286110435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111985591286110435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/directionless.html' title='Directionless.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111977792551978166</id><published>2005-06-26T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T02:25:25.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircut- Snips*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;*SNIPS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;My tresses are a little shorter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I'm fuglier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Bah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111977792551978166?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111977792551978166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111977792551978166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111977792551978166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111977792551978166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/haircut-snips.html' title='Haircut- Snips*'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111970457901192240</id><published>2005-06-25T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T06:02:59.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new edited pic</title><content type='html'>Jia Min... Here's the newly edited one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/jocebdayedited.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111970457901192240?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111970457901192240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111970457901192240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111970457901192240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111970457901192240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/new-edited-pic.html' title='new edited pic'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111970055956021833</id><published>2005-06-25T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T02:29:03.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Humanlink</title><content type='html'>Jia Min &amp; I took these at our new stopover BPOS. Haha. We're so bored so we took these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUSK IN THE MOOD OF &lt;strong&gt;PINK&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/sticktongues.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/HUMANLINK.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/idling.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/megawatts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I made friends with a new zit today. Arghh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111970055956021833?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111970055956021833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111970055956021833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111970055956021833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111970055956021833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/humanlink.html' title='Humanlink'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111959485161751284</id><published>2005-06-24T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T23:35:57.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, myself &amp; my folks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;The day didn't kick off very well for me. Quarrelled with my folks early in the morning, or rather my mom in particular. And that caused me to be late for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was nagging and ranting about my dressing, so yeah. I can't be bothered about it right now. I mean, if she wanna yell at me, let her be. Parents are like this. Though I wished my folks would be a little more open. They're still living in the conservative world. Perhaps. Or perhaps it's the generation gap issue. I respect my mom, because I feel that she's a very noble woman. It's not easy to be able to juggle family and career at the same time. It's hard to find the pivot point, and to strike a balance between the two; especially the latter. And it's really a huge headache when things go awry, or when things don't go the way we wanted them to. Read: Murphy's Law and the part and parcels in life. Though I may get really upset with my mom for ranting at me and railing at the top of her voice, she's still my mom afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made a conclusion. I find that most Asians are hesitant about expressing their feelings. Aren't they? A majority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go SHOPPING! Seriously speaking, I haven't really shop much since the start of the Great Singapore Sale. I wanna get a pair of black pointed flats!!! Oh and the list goes on. Hees*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to work now. Tadas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111959485161751284?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111959485161751284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111959485161751284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111959485161751284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111959485161751284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/me-myself-my-folks.html' title='Me, myself &amp; my folks.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111952608529688572</id><published>2005-06-23T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T06:55:44.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuffs. Embarrassing moments.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Just hit home. Am darn hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I've been such a &lt;em&gt;glutton&lt;/em&gt; of late, I don't know why though. These are what I've been craving to eat recently:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Holland Village's Ipoh Hor Fun, Dim Sum, and laksa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Upp. Thomson Road's famous Roti Prata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Billy Bomber's American Brownie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- CHOCOLATES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Seafood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Japanese food! (i.e Sushi, Chawanmushi &amp; sashimi in particular)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- BEN &amp;amp; JERRY'S ICE-CREAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Prawn noodles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Potato Chips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Anything cheese-related&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- N.Y.D.C 's CHEESECAKES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- COFFEECLUB EXPRESS'S MUDPIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- MacDonald's McSpicy Double burger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;The list goes on... Etc etc. Maybe I should schedule a week called "Pig-out" week; whereby I can eat anything that I want to without thinking about the damage that I'll incur. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Anyways, this week haven't been smooth-sailing. Speaking of which, I, being Joana, who always have embarrassing stuff happening to me; has got embarrassing things happening to me AGAIN. If you peeps are regular fans of the goggle box, or rather, Channel U in particular, you would know about an on-going program called Jue Dui Superstar. It's like a Chinese version of Singapore Idol. and if you may have noticed, one of the contestants Leon (he's M2 I think) is from Nanyang Polytechnic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Okay. Well, I bumped into him in school today. And I went like, "Hey Jia Min! That one is the Superstar guy!!!" Quite loudly. And guess what. He overheard me. BECAUSE I WAS SO LOUD. Rahh. And his friends went, "Yes yes, he's the one, he's the one." Leon was rather shy. Oh no. I'm so pai seh already lah. Anyways, he's cute-looking. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'm getting rather bored &amp;amp; tired with regards to calling the NYP graduates phone survey thing. But I would say that we're rather efficient, if everything goes well, we should be able to complete all the 1,060 surveys by next week. Yay! *Cheers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;By the way, the MANGO sale starts today. Up to 50% discount. But I can't find the time to go. Moreover, the shops are going to look like a junkyard with clothes strewn everywhere, security guards keeping a vigil look, ladies squeezing and jostling inside the shops... But I can't deny that the clothes are really nice this season. Especially the colors. But too bad, I don't feel like squeezing with the crowd. Had a bad experience during the previous one. I'd prolly drop by when the sale is halfway through. The crowd would be smaller, though there wouldn't be any pretty stuffs left anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm so happy I'm meeting Dearie tomorrow! He brightens up my everything. &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111952608529688572?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111952608529688572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111952608529688572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111952608529688572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111952608529688572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/stuffs-embarrassing-moments.html' title='Stuffs. Embarrassing moments.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111949313686974508</id><published>2005-06-23T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T19:18:56.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing-</title><content type='html'>Haha. I'm blogging in the calling room  right now. Hees*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm off to start my calls now. Wish me luck (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111949313686974508?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111949313686974508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111949313686974508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111949313686974508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111949313686974508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/nothing.html' title='nothing-'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111943874518291362</id><published>2005-06-22T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T04:37:17.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Zippadeedoodah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignore that. I was just blabbering nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Anyways, I was supposed to meet sweetie today and yesterday. But we didn't meet because sweetie couldn't make it. He's got 24-hour duty yesterday and he gotta rest at home today. I understand that it's definitely very tiring. And I can already see that NS has taken a toll on him. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Being in BPOS Humanlink - Graduate Services Dept, we gotta MAKE PHONE CALLS! We're supposed to call up School of Business Management graduates of 2004 to do a survey about IPP (Industrial Placement Program; Year 3 attachment) &amp; TEP (Teaching Enterprise Program; what I'm going through at the moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty &lt;strong&gt;apprehensive&lt;/strong&gt; at first, and &lt;strong&gt;butterflies were fluttering like mad&lt;/strong&gt; in my stomach. I was really nervous about making the very first phone call. We made our very first few number of calls today. *phews* Fortunately, it was okay. The graduates were willing to co-operate. I feel that it's a very challenging job, and I get to experience what telemarketers faced. I haven't come across any difficult ones so far, except that a handful of their handphone numbers weren't in use anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia Min came across a really comical and nice one. Haha. Gal, do ya still remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Oh, and I remembered I forgot to update about the events that happened last Saturday. Went out with Jia Min, Medeline, Val &amp; Yong Quan. We went to the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KBox&lt;/span&gt; outlet at Cineleisure. We sang for 3 hours; however though, the bill's pretty pricey. Each of us had to pay 20 bucks. Which isn't a very reasonable price given the duration. Thereafter, Shuang Er joined us for dinner at the Heeren. Had Wanton Mee! Yums* It's really marvellous. would recommend it. it's at Graffiti Cafe @ Heeren. Go try it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about Heeren makes me think about Billy Bombers. I have a sudden craving for their brownies. x) Blame me for my humongous palate &amp; appetite these days. Must be caused by the monthly thing. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we slacked at Esplanade. All of them had alcohol except for Jia Min &amp;amp; me. I didn't want any because I'm bad at handling liquor. So yeah. We talked about quite a lot of stuffs. Whee. T'was definitely a great outing. Let's have more!! Please, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Today's entry is rather mundane. I would try to spice things up a little okayes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and by the way, I bumped into one of the Mediacorp artistes on my way home. I saw the Channel 8 host of "Top Fun" (Every Monday 8pm), Chen Jian Bing! He's really short I tell you. I think he's about the same height as me! I'm like, between 1.57m to 1.58m tall. Hmm.He's just staying in the block next to me. Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111943874518291362?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111943874518291362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111943874518291362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111943874518291362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111943874518291362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/just-another-day.html' title='Just another day.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111936742704209018</id><published>2005-06-21T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T08:23:47.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be missing you-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS MY BOY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111936742704209018?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111936742704209018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111936742704209018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111936742704209018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111936742704209018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/ill-be-missing-you.html' title='I&apos;ll be missing you-'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111931662711807661</id><published>2005-06-21T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T18:48:45.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's better to be late than never.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'M LATE AGAIN. RAHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up earlier than usual. Left home earlier than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who knows, I waited ages for the bus. And ended up being late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyhows, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it's better to be late than never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Yeah? x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna catch A LOT LIKE LOVE this week! Whee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've been thinking quite a lot recently. I don't know how to go about saying it. Perhaps it's PMS, which causes mood swings, and will lead to me getting a little more emotional than usual. Peeps who are close to me will know that I share a very strained relationship with my Dad. I've tried to improve the situation, and harbored hopes that things would get better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But it remained the same still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've always envied people who are so close to their parents, or their Dads, in particular. I've always considered myself as a very fortunate person. I have a complete family, and my family may not be one of the richest, but we're content with what we have now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I used to be close to my Dad, when I was younger, in primary school. Every morning, the both of us would walk or cycle to the coffeeshop near to our house to have breakfast together. Those times were really memorable and will be etched in my heart always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then, we drifted. Apart. I don't know when did we start to share this strained father-daughter relationship. I know that he loves me and dotes on me. I know that he cared, and I know that he gets worried sometimes. But, did the thought that he may be overprotective come across his mind? God knows. Did he review his actions? He may not express it out that deep down he cared, but his actions made me feel that he's being unreasonable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have to sign off now. Gotta attend a review session at the lecture theatre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111931662711807661?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111931662711807661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111931662711807661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111931662711807661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111931662711807661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-better-to-be-late-than-never.html' title='It&apos;s better to be late than never.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111927403550521483</id><published>2005-06-20T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T06:49:24.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday blues.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Monday &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;blues&lt;/span&gt;. How true can that be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a &lt;strong&gt;bad&lt;/strong&gt; start for the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LATE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for school (again!!). And then I was caught wearing slippers. Argh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the days at ELDC. I guess it's a natural thing. I'm still not used to the system at BPOS Humanlink. I will definitely need a whole lot of time to get used to it. But thank God I have Jia Min with me in the same group. And some familiar faces at BPOS. And my supervisor is a nice person =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad that I have very nice group members too. They're all very friendly. *giggles-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home a few minutes ago. Met dearie for dinner. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sweetchumssweetsweetsweet-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anyways, here are some more pics at silly ELDC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/quartet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foursome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/crazyme.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm RAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/stupidfaces.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid faces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;" &lt;strong&gt;'I'll be there for you'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;These five words I swear to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;When you breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I wanna be the air for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;/strong&gt;..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;"YOU SUCK!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111927403550521483?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111927403550521483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111927403550521483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111927403550521483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111927403550521483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/monday-blues.html' title='Monday blues.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111918811133455772</id><published>2005-06-19T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T06:35:11.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/MosBurger.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.06.2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/ELDC.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELDC peeps!!! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111918811133455772?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111918811133455772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111918811133455772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111918811133455772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111918811133455772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/17.html' title=''/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111918760371043171</id><published>2005-06-19T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T06:28:55.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A lot like LOVE</title><content type='html'>I wanna watch this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's definitely a must-watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alotlikelove.movies.go.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;CLICK ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Anyways,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;HAPPY FATHERS' DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111918760371043171?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111918760371043171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111918760371043171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111918760371043171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111918760371043171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/lot-like-love.html' title='A lot like LOVE'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111902545007246769</id><published>2005-06-18T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T09:24:10.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Batman &amp; me!!!!</title><content type='html'>*phews*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just dragged my lazy ass home from Bishan Junction 8. Catched a movie with dearie &amp; hung around with my friends. The day was definitely fulfilling indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Jia Min, Val &amp; Yong Quan to Bishan Junction 8 after school. Guess they'd actually wanted to hit town, but they're so sweet. Went to J8 together with me because I'm gonna meet Dearie for a movie there. So they accompanied me while I waited for Dearie to arrive. YOU PEEPS ARE SO SWEETTTT! I HEART YOU ALL. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around and shopped, and we talked and crapped at Mos Burger. I had to leave when Dearie was here. Hees, but they managed to talk to Dearie, who was so shy &amp; nervous. Sorry sweetie, to put you through the pressure! But my friends are really sweet people. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched "Batman Begins". The movie started at around 9pm &amp; ended at 11.15pm. It's quite a nice show. Batman is so charming &amp;amp; suave!!! My hero in fantasy land. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, off to bed now. I'm worn out. Energy's sapped. Goodie nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting my friends again for a totally rawking singing session tmr! Ciaos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111902545007246769?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111902545007246769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111902545007246769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111902545007246769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111902545007246769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/batman-me.html' title='Batman &amp; me!!!!'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111899863571836301</id><published>2005-06-17T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T01:58:23.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Be There</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll Be There&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lyrics: H. Davis, B. Gordy, W. Hutch, B. West&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Music: H. Davis, B. Gordy, W. Hutch, B. West&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Production: Mariah Carey, Walter Afanasieff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Performed by: Mariah Carey, Trey Lorenz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Originally performed by The Jacksons &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You and I must make a pact, we must bring salvation back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Where there is love, I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll reach out my hand to you, I'll have faith in all you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just call my name and I'll be there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And oh, I'll be there to comfort you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Build my world of dreams around you, I'm so glad that I found you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll be there with a love that's strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll be your strength, I'll keep holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Let me fill your heart with joy and laughter, togetherness is all I'm after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Whenever you need me, I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll be there to protect you, with an unselfish love I'll respect you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Just call my name and I'll be there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And oh, I'll be there to comfort you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Build my world of dreams around you, I'm so glad that I found you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll be there with a love that's strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll be your strength, I'll keep holding on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;If you should ever find someone new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I know she'd better be good to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;'Cos if she doesn't, I'll be there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll be there, I'll be there, just call my name, I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll be there, I'll be there, whenever you need me, I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(repeats out) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111899863571836301?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111899863571836301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111899863571836301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111899863571836301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111899863571836301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/ill-be-there.html' title='I&apos;ll Be There'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111899633569900175</id><published>2005-06-17T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T06:20:32.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PICTURES GALORE!</title><content type='html'>HERE'RE SOME PICS TAKEN DURING OUR SILLY DAYS AT ELDC:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/myhair.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; my tressessssss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/cjjm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine, me &amp;amp; Jia Min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/trio2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/trio3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine, Val, Medeline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/med.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medeline is working hard! Haha. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/val.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val~ Looking ever so sweet =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/myself.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There're still some random ones. But it's too fugly and I'm not posting them up. Hees.&lt;br /&gt;I would really miss my ELDC mates! Awww... Hugss*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111899633569900175?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111899633569900175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111899633569900175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111899633569900175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111899633569900175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/pictures-galore.html' title='PICTURES GALORE!'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111898756389009991</id><published>2005-06-17T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T22:56:23.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My dad is a monster.</title><content type='html'>Today is my LAST day in ELDC. Feeling really relaxed, and somehow rather, it doesn't feel the same. The atmosphere in the ELDC room felt odd. Oh ya, today's Yong Quan's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY YONG QUAN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia Min, Val, Med, Yong Quan &amp; myself went for breakfast at &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Macs&lt;/span&gt; and all of us gave him a treat cuz it's his birthday. Laughed, talked, crapped and had fun. Whee ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, our teacher-in-charge Mr Woon &amp; Mr Fuan decided to give all the students in ELDC a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PIZZA HUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; treat!!!! *yummies* So nice of them. And &lt;em&gt;awwww&lt;/em&gt; so sweet... MR WOON IS SELDOM SO NICE, YOU KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an unhappier note, quarrelled with my parents yesterday over my cellphone bill. And my dad confiscated the SIM card. *rolls eyes* Thank God I still have an extra SIM card. I just don't get it. Why is my dad being so unreasonable? I mean, sometimes he's just too much. Way too much. Not only because of yesterday's incident, but also on other occasions as well. He doesn't rationalise, I admit that I can be wilful and childish at times; but I don't always go to the unreasonable extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I know that parents always care for their children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Though we're all grown up already, but we'll always remain as a little child in our parents' eyes. I know they took pains to make sure we grow up healthily, saved up the best for us, and worked hard to earn enough to see us through our college/poly education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I just feel that my dad is different from other dads. Of course he's my one unique dad, but he's more conservative and narrow-minded. How I wish the both of us are able to communicate better with each other. I recalled how he used to punish me when I was younger. All of you wouldn't wanna know it. It's really bad. Those were the painful days. I used to hate him A LOT. But now, I just detest him....&lt;em&gt;Sometimes when I get reprimanded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am going out with Jia Min, Med, Val &amp;amp; Yong Quan tomorrow. Prolly going to sing karaoke at &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;KBox Cineleisure&lt;/span&gt;. Lalalas*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Joana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111898756389009991?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111898756389009991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111898756389009991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111898756389009991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111898756389009991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-dad-is-monster.html' title='My dad is a monster.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111893122769443384</id><published>2005-06-16T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T07:20:15.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge.</title><content type='html'>Am kinda addicted to songs by &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"My Chemical Romance"&lt;/span&gt;. Their songs are nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got home not long ago. Managed to clear the air about some stuffs. Am feeling reassured again. =) and I guess stuff's fine now. Or so I hope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally settled with my work in school. What a major relief and a load off my mind.. NO MORE FLASH! It's a tough nut to crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, tomorrow's gonna be the last day at TEP ELDC stopover! I'm like, *phew*... Having mixed feelings though. Cuz I'm rather used to reporting to the ELDC room every morning, and sign in... and finally settling my lazy bum down in my nice &amp; comfy seat. ;) I'm always late for school. That's SERIOUSLY BAD. Like I'm supposed to reach school at 830 but I came at 9. But I still sign in as the usual time cuz rules are rather relaxed. OOOPSSS. =X And I got along well with the other fellow peeps &amp; oddballs in ELDC. They're all so fun to be with! Christine, Val, Medeline &amp;amp; Jia Min... Ying Ying, Jia Xuan, Anna, Yong Quan, Yi Quan, Qiu Hui...Gilda, Deborah, Yvonne... So many!!! They all really really nice... Gonna miss those who aren't coming to the same stopover as me... &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*smooches*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am moving on to my next stopover at BPOS Humanlink starting from next week. No more lateness! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Punctuality punctuality punctuality....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Anyhows,it's a super deedooper slacky place.. However, the super deedooper nice teacher Mr Carmen Yuen isn't the teacher-in-charge anymore... It's been changed to a female...Heard that quite a number of students detest her. Uh-oh. I was still planning to "da-bao" (bring &lt;em&gt;takeaways&lt;/em&gt;) into the room and snack and slack and have a mini-picnic. Oooh nooo. I was still thinking of the wedges from &lt;strong&gt;Grinning Gecko&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Ben &amp; Jerry's ice-cream&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Yums*&lt;/span&gt; Speaking of which, I really do miss Ben&amp;amp;Jerry's ice-cream!!! I WANT. I prefer the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Chocolate Fudge Brownie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; flavor. Argh I'm drooling already. Are you? Gees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am prolly gonna catch "Batman Begins" with Dearie tomorrow. Whee...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Hugs for all of ya! *huggs-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111893122769443384?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111893122769443384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111893122769443384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111893122769443384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111893122769443384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/three-cheers-for-sweet-revenge.html' title='Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111889597208229383</id><published>2005-06-16T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T00:03:44.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rollercoaster rides.</title><content type='html'>I'm going through an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;emotional rollercoaster ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't help much that my period is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M NOT IN THE BEST OF MOODS TODAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111889597208229383?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111889597208229383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111889597208229383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111889597208229383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111889597208229383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/rollercoaster-rides.html' title='Rollercoaster rides.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111884833481776596</id><published>2005-06-15T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T08:12:14.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;He promised her that he won't let her cry anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;But she still sees her crying herself to sleep almost every night... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111884833481776596?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111884833481776596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111884833481776596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111884833481776596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111884833481776596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/love.html' title='love...'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111884262623630227</id><published>2005-06-15T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T06:37:06.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIZZBALLS.</title><content type='html'>My tresses been looking like this of late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/alex.bmp" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can some nice angels please help me to make it look tamer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/cyn.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair's no different from a lion's mane. Argh. It's like a frizzball...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111884262623630227?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111884262623630227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111884262623630227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111884262623630227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111884262623630227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/frizzballs.html' title='FRIZZBALLS.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111880952639261851</id><published>2005-06-15T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T21:25:26.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dearie.</title><content type='html'>Met Dearie during the past 2 days for dinner at Causeway Point in Woodlands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was yummy. I was really happy to see him. Really. God knows how much I missed him. Am gonna catch a movie together with him this Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Dearie would be booking out on alternate days starting from next week. He promised me that we'd meet at least once a week. I hope this promise would be kept...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Insecurities on my part are starting to set in... Reception is really really BAD in his current camp. And we wouldn't be able to call each other if he's in camp. Even smses can't be sent out. Nonetheless, I trust him. I told myself that no matter what happens, I would still place my utmost trust &amp;amp; faith in him... Though I felt like I love him more than he does..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111880952639261851?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111880952639261851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111880952639261851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111880952639261851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111880952639261851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/dearie.html' title='dearie.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111880873022327336</id><published>2005-06-15T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T21:18:34.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hiatus. MY BANGKOK TRIP</title><content type='html'>It's been a short break ever since I'd last posted on my blog. I'm was really tired and lazy to update the past few days. And plus the fact that I was sick. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyways, this entry isn't going to be very interesting. Read it if you have the patience =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a quick summary of my trip to Bangkok from last Thursday to Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Day One:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The flight was at 12noon. And we reached the airport in Bangkok at like around 2 plus Singapore time. We waited kinda long for our pickup van to fetch us to the hotel.. Was pretty excited initially. But the excitement died off soon after fatigue started to set in... The ride to our hotel WAS SUPER LONG. IT TOOK AGES. We stayed at the "Grand China Princess" hotel. As the name suggest, it's pretty near to the 'Chinatown' in Thailand.&lt;br /&gt;We went to a Cantonese restaurant for dinner and had sharksfin (it was around 300 baht, which is around like SGD$13 only).&lt;br /&gt;Shopped around at the shopping centre in the heart of the city of Bangkok. Didn't buy much though, but my brother did. He bought like 3 pairs of jeans and several t-shirts. Dad too.&lt;br /&gt;Sushi was like super cheap there. one for 10baht. Which is only like, less than 50 cents?! My bro and I saw a few pair of sneakers. And i saw those Converse sneakers going for sale for like 20++ singapore dollars per pair!!! Argh. Super cheap. But too bad I didn't get them.&lt;br /&gt;Went for supper at a roadside stall near the hotel. Yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Day Two:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Woke up with my whole body feeling super tired &amp; lethargic. Felt cranky and weird. And I felt like my stomach secreted too much acid. Was feeling super hungry. Then the pain started. It was only when we had breakfast at the hotel's cafe that I realised I fell sick. Had nothing but potatoes for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;I had no choice but to tag along with my family when they went for the 'city sightseeing tour'. Was reluctant to go. By this time, mom was nagging and ranting at me for falling sick. But it's not my fault that I was sick... Can't possibly tell my body when to fall sick &amp;amp; when not to... Isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;It got worse as the day progressed. Started vomitting when we took the river boat ride... Argh. Felt really down and out. Had an urge to fly back to Singapore immediately. And I missed dearie so much. After the tour, I literally spend the whole day sleeping in the hotel. Felt so terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Day Three:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;My parents bought some Chinese medicine for me. Took it and my fever subsided. But my food poisoning didn't get any better. Still experiencing the pains and stuf. Oh and I had the runs too.Bah. Slept during three quarters of my stay in Bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Day Four:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Home, finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say that the Thais are really really NICE (and i mean really nice!) people despite the language barrier. And cab fares are dirt cheap there. I've since learnt a lesson though. I wouldn't dare to buy nor eat food stuffs from the roadside stalls again. Wouldn't wanna be suffering and feeling all terrible anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY VAL!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111880873022327336?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111880873022327336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111880873022327336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111880873022327336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111880873022327336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/hiatus-my-bangkok-trip.html' title='hiatus. MY BANGKOK TRIP'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111862944547099974</id><published>2005-06-13T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T19:24:05.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what a duh*</title><content type='html'>will update about my trip very soon. but in short, it wasn't very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just don't feel like doing anything right now. SCOOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111862944547099974?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111862944547099974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111862944547099974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111862944547099974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111862944547099974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/what-duh.html' title='what a duh*'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111827625957917744</id><published>2005-06-09T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T17:17:39.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>say goodbye</title><content type='html'>just in time to squeeze in another entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my flight's at 11++ am. gonna leave for the airport to check-in soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I believe I can fly..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smuckeroos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111827625957917744?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111827625957917744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111827625957917744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111827625957917744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111827625957917744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/say-goodbye.html' title='say goodbye'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111825113705093327</id><published>2005-06-09T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T10:18:57.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUBWAYSUBWAYMORESUBWAYPUHLEASSEE</title><content type='html'>Met my dearest cuzzie Rosanna aka Rosie aka Zanna for a girl's outing today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went towning. Took neoprints(would upload them soon). Shopped. Talked. We did a lot of catching up. AND WE HAD &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SUBWAY&lt;/span&gt;. SUBWAY'S YUMMAYELICIOUS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I didn't try SUBWAY before. But heys, I'm no 'mountain turtle' ya...Haha. It's very, very, very HEALTHY. T'was good. Real good. I had a very hearty meal. Their sandwiches are huge, and filling. You choose either a 6 inch or a foot-long sandwich. They have loads and loads of veggies! Loveee it. YUMS. &lt;strong&gt;BUT, BUT, BUT.... It doesn't come cheap.&lt;/strong&gt; A meal costs around $8 dollars. It's kinda pricey, but it's good for health. A meal consists of a sandwich, a drink (it's about the same size as a Mac's medium sized drink), and your choice of 2 cookies or a small packet of potato/corn chips. =))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUBWAY'S good for the health &amp; calorie conscious. I really don't feel sinful eating it. Haha, I sound like a spokesperson for SUBWAY already, huh? Oh gosh. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really a great meeting with my cuzzie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;*Hey Zanna, lets meet up again!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I went to meet Dearie later in the evening. And had my dinner at AMK. And I've made an observation. SINGAPORE IS INDEED A FOOD PARADISE. YOU'LL NEVER GO HUNGRY IF YOU RESIDE IN SINGAPORE. What lucky folks we are as Singaporeans. We're very blessed indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be in Singapore in a few hours' time. It's a morning flight. So long, for now. Updates when I come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Joana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;** I AM GONNA MISS ALL OF YOUUUUU. Love ya loads my boo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111825113705093327?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111825113705093327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111825113705093327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111825113705093327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111825113705093327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/subwaysubwaymoresubwaypuhleassee.html' title='SUBWAYSUBWAYMORESUBWAYPUHLEASSEE'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111816700776866879</id><published>2005-06-08T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T20:03:43.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nydc day</title><content type='html'>Met up with my gals Shuang Er &amp; Jia Min for dinner at Suntec just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had N.Y.D.C. And boy, it was... FANTABULOUS!!! N.Y.D.C, famous for its cheesecakes, certainly live up to its name. The food is &lt;em&gt;oh-so-heavenly&lt;/em&gt;. Words are not enough to describe its goodness. Thinking of their cheesecakes alone makes my mouth water. *drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took several pics. Here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/jiaminscake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia Min's cheesecake combo. "Ebony &amp;amp; Ivory". With your own choice of ice-cream flavor. It's super yummy!!!!! You must try it. A mil' thumbs up. Several bonus brownie points for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/mycake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This's my cheesecake combo. "Mochamisu". Very coffee-ish indeed. But it's very nice too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/sharingdrinks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's me &amp; Shuang. The 3 of us shared an Elephanccino. We ordered Iced Irish &lt;em&gt;something something&lt;/em&gt;... I forgot the name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/smilesmilesmile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smilesmilesmile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered a side too. It's an oven-baked dish. "Romeo &amp;amp; Juliet". It's baked rice topped with melted cheese and crispy bacon bits. IT WAS SO NICE. Yummayelicous. It's recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After NYDC, we proceeded to the Fountain of Wealth to let our photo-taking mood overwhelm us. Snap, snap, snapping away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/shuanger.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/fountainstairs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A penny for your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/danger.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danger! Keep out! Shush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/pedestrian.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedestrians, this way please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/ped2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool and cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/meped2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Fuan's cammie works better without the flash mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/meped.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/jiamin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/onfone.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fone with Dans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/onfone2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile, you're on CANDID CAMERA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/shuangstair.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/mestair.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/relac.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let ur hair down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/super.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superwoman!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/candid.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/starelite.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. I wonder what's in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/tonyroma.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony Roma's. The Best Ribs In America. And the Stars. [What's Jia Min doing?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/candid2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of Shuang Er. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the ever beautiful Suntec &amp; the colorful lights of the Fountain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/bootifulsuntec2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/bootifulsuntec.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I went off to meet Dearie at Toa Payoh while Jia Min &amp;amp; Shuang went to Raffles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happened while we were dining at Toa Payoh's Mac.&lt;br /&gt;Dearie accidentally toppled his cup of Cola. And it spilled. Right onto my jeans. But I don't wanna blame dearie for this cuz it was an accident. Took a cab straight home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the day ended on a bad note; nevertheless, I still enjoyed my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hitting the sack now, sweet dreams. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111816700776866879?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111816700776866879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111816700776866879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111816700776866879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111816700776866879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/nydc-day.html' title='nydc day'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111811654110681081</id><published>2005-06-07T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T20:56:24.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>with love and warmest hugss-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Good Morning! Here I am, fresh outta bed... And puffy-eyed. (Oh noooo!!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Prolly meeting Shuang Er &amp; Jia Min or Dearie laters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyways, I really do need to wash up and brush my pearlie whites now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Laters. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111811654110681081?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111811654110681081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111811654110681081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111811654110681081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111811654110681081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/with-love-and-warmest-hugss.html' title='with love and warmest hugss-'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111802934710782057</id><published>2005-06-06T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T21:33:36.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Way You Look Tonight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/franksinatra.bmp" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;FRANK SINATRA - THE WAY YOU LOOK TONIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Some day, when I’m awfully low,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;When the world is cold,I will feel a glow just thinking of you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And the way you look tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yes you’re lovely, with your smile so warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And your cheeks so soft,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;There is nothing for me but to love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And the way you look tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;With each word your tenderness grows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tearing my fear apart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And that laugh that wrinkles your nose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;It touches my foolish heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lovely ... never, ever change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Keep that breathless charm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Won’t you please arrange it ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;’cause I love you ... just the way you look tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mm, mm, mm, mm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Just the way you look to-night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111802934710782057?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111802934710782057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111802934710782057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111802934710782057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111802934710782057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/way-you-look-tonight.html' title='The Way You Look Tonight.'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111802444693981825</id><published>2005-06-06T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T19:20:46.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chocolate chip &amp; ice cream</title><content type='html'>The sweltering weather is unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, I'm sneezing away. Sending several "shower of blessings". Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught Madagascar yesterday with dearie. T'was okay. Would prefer Spongebob. Anyways, I'm bringing my lil' sis &amp; maid to watch Madagascar. Cuz my sis wanna watch it. And mommy told me to bring her to the cinema to catch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please don't let yourself be affected by what others think about you. You'll always look the best and you'll always be the sweetest in my eyes. Love ya.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111802444693981825?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111802444693981825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111802444693981825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111802444693981825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111802444693981825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/chocolate-chip-ice-cream.html' title='chocolate chip &amp; ice cream'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9670363.post-111799112817627355</id><published>2005-06-06T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T10:05:28.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love thy neigbor as youself</title><content type='html'>It's been like a million trillion zillion years but my flu DON'T seem to get any BETTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blame it on my stubborn nature, by refusing to make a trip to the doctor's. I will see a doctor tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I CAN'T TASTE ANYTHING. And it's literally. I CAN'T TASTE ANYTHING. Arghhh.I can only differentiate whether it's sweet, sour, spicy... but i can't taste it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's drivin'me &lt;em&gt;ga-ga&lt;/em&gt;. I really hope that I can recover by the time I'm off to Bangkok. It's worse than having the runs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More water doesn't work. "African Coconut" cough syrup also doesn't work. Even Febs don't work. Not to mention, "Nin Jiom Pei Pa Koa"(Pi Pa Gao). No amount of Strepsils, Fishermans, nor antiseptic lozenges can help. All else failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will a miracle please happen? Puh-&lt;em&gt;leaseeeeee&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9670363-111799112817627355?l=princess-joana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/feeds/111799112817627355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9670363&amp;postID=111799112817627355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111799112817627355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9670363/posts/default/111799112817627355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-joana.blogspot.com/2005/06/love-thy-neigbor-as-youself.html' title='love thy neigbor as youself'/><author><name>[[`*princess.joana]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07296779407684278393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/princess-joana/hmv3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
