<?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-2476394761964460153</id><updated>2011-10-10T14:59:49.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>『 Thy Scandal Queen ♥ 』</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' 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TO STOP POSTING FOR MY BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;IN CASE SOME PEOPLE WHO ARE MY FACEBOOK FRIEND OR FOLLOW ME ON TWITTER,&lt;br /&gt;SORRY TO SAY I HAVE DEACTIVATED MY ACCOUNT ALREADY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE THERE IS NO FREEDOM OF SPEECH AT ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE GUYS!&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/2476394761964460153-5898903670263052972?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5898903670263052972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=5898903670263052972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/5898903670263052972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/5898903670263052972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/even-tho-i-dont-understand-why-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-9044686351165204549</id><published>2011-10-10T01:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T01:25:52.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;也许这个世界上就是有这么一个人,让你乐意去关注,甘愿去默默地守候。&lt;br /&gt;每个人都是一段弧，能刚好凑成一个圆的才是一对，你和他的半径不相等，又怎能圆圆满满地走过今生？&lt;br /&gt;”爱不一定是最好的，但一定是最对的。冥冥中你愿与谁共画一个圆，守候着他度过今生呢？&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;男（女）朋友马上要出国了，你和他（她）最后一次相聚，他（她）一定要带走你的一样东西作为纪念，你会拒绝他（她）带走什么？&lt;br /&gt;　　A、旧情人送的廉价戒指&lt;br /&gt;　　B、花大价钱收藏的名人字画&lt;br /&gt;　　C、好朋友亲手制作的工艺品&lt;br /&gt;　　D、和他（她）的合影&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.旧情人送的廉价戒指专题:你是个啥样的星座情人？&lt;br /&gt;　　你仍然放不下你的初恋，青葱的岁月在你的记忆里留下了不能抹去的印记，那些美好的如童话般的日子是你闭上眼就能浮现起的画面，你固执的守候着当初信誓旦旦的诺言，一遍又一遍的诵读，演着一个人从一而终的独角戏。你多想那些回忆给你一些勇气，让你拨通一个号码，听着渐渐陌生的声音，强忍着泪水，轻问一声“HI，是我，你最近还好吗？”&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.花大价钱收藏的名人字画揭开你2010年运势收官之迷&lt;br /&gt;　　至少在此时，你是一个落了单却异常孑然的人，你的生活充实而绚丽多姿，每一天都上演着精彩，纷繁的尘世变换着它的姿态，你也在随之跟上自己的脚步，只要是有意思的事情，你都会去尝试，时刻主宰着自己的人生。所以，爱情成了你生命中最“其次”的组成部分，守候着自己，便是你今生最大的快乐。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.好朋友亲手制作的工艺品专题:十二星座初恋大曝光&lt;br /&gt;　　不能否认你的暗恋情怀，而他就在你接触最频繁的朋友之中，你们亲密无间，但恋人未满，他（她）的一举一动都成了你行为的脚本，而你的嘘寒问暖却总不能让他（她）心知肚明。你怪自己的害羞也怪他（她）的迟钝，可你怎么也踏不出关键一步。也许这个世界上就是有这么一个人，让你乐意去关注，甘愿去默默地守候。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D.和他（她）的合影测试集:你爱情的死敌&lt;br /&gt;　　没有谁的守候能比你更幸福，你拥有了共度今生的人，也获得了真挚的情感。你看着爱人熟睡后的轮廓傻笑，你听着爱人对你的叮嘱而窝心，不论何时何地，你的心里总是有着一份牵挂，那是最甜蜜的负担。今生今世，你和他（她）一起守护着对方，坚信着幸福和快乐是结局。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-9044686351165204549?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9044686351165204549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=9044686351165204549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/9044686351165204549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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也惊叹那遗憾的美丽&lt;br /&gt;谁说分手一定是悲剧&lt;br /&gt;时光倒转我还是要爱你&lt;br /&gt;要不是你 带我走出恐惧&lt;br /&gt;我没有再爱的勇气&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你的好就像一首 老歌旋律&lt;br /&gt;听过多少歌曲 也单恋那最初的熟悉&lt;br /&gt;有些感动没人能接续&lt;br /&gt;重新选择我还是要爱你&lt;br /&gt;给我快乐多过於伤心 都很清晰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;後来我们各自追求风景&lt;br /&gt;面对分离课题 我学会了开心&lt;br /&gt;多庆幸当初没有错过你&lt;br /&gt;当我寂寞时 也沉迷回忆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你的爱就像彩虹 划过天际&lt;br /&gt;不能永远收集 也惊叹那遗憾的美丽&lt;br /&gt;谁说分手一定是悲剧&lt;br /&gt;时光倒转我还是要爱你&lt;br /&gt;要不是你 带我走出恐惧&lt;br /&gt;我没有再爱的勇气&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你的好就像一首 老歌旋律&lt;br /&gt;听过多少歌曲 也单恋那最初的熟悉&lt;br /&gt;有些感动没人能接续&lt;br /&gt;重新选择我还是要爱你&lt;br /&gt;给我快乐多过於伤心 都很清晰&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-3669167346144459056?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-6187664513410908572</id><published>2011-09-21T00:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T01:02:07.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_eedoJih7uY?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;U&gt;NEVER BE REPLACED-FIRST LADY&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I love you and I'll never let you go&lt;br /&gt;But if I have to boy I think that you should know&lt;br /&gt;All the love we made can never be erased&lt;br /&gt;And I promise you that you will never be replaced&lt;br /&gt;Baby I love you and I'll never let you go&lt;br /&gt;But if I have to boy I think that you should know&lt;br /&gt;The love we made can never be erased&lt;br /&gt;And I promise you that you will never be replaced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you yes I do&lt;br /&gt;I'll be with you as long as you want me to&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the day I met you&lt;br /&gt;I knew we'd be together&lt;br /&gt;And now I know I wanna be with you forever&lt;br /&gt;I wanna marry you and I wanna have your kids&lt;br /&gt;Thinking never compare to the feeling of your kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say I'm truly happy to this day&lt;br /&gt;You make me thank God that I live my life every day&lt;br /&gt;There's never been a doubt in my mind that I'd regret&lt;br /&gt;Ever having you by my side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if the day comes that I have to let you go&lt;br /&gt;I think there's something I should probably let you know, &lt;br /&gt;That everyday that I spent with you and&lt;br /&gt;I won't miss you cause I'm happy that I had&lt;br /&gt;You at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I love you and I'll never let you go&lt;br /&gt;But if I have to boy I think that you should know&lt;br /&gt;All the love we made can never be erased&lt;br /&gt;And I promise you that you will never be replaced&lt;br /&gt;Baby I love you and I'll never let you go&lt;br /&gt;But if I have to boy I think that you should know&lt;br /&gt;The love we made can never be erased&lt;br /&gt;And I promise you that you will never be replaced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you yes I do&lt;br /&gt;I'll be with you as long as you want me too&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-6187664513410908572?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6187664513410908572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-8417276506012548567</id><published>2011-09-18T22:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T22:47:53.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;DAY OUT WITH MY LOVE&lt;/u&gt; ♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed over to &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Love ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/I&gt; workplace and fetch him from work :) Then we went for lunch and trained down to town for &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;movie- Johnny English Reborn.&lt;/span&gt; Walked around before movie started and I seriously liked it alot! Even though we didn't have any idea of where to go exactly but as long as &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Love ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/I&gt; is by my side, nothing else matters at all, seriously! After that went for movie and the movie was super funny. &lt;I&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Love ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/I&gt; was very very extremely sweet in the cinema! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My goddddddddddd!!!! ♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; Had certain small unhappiness happened between &lt;I&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Love ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/I&gt; and me today but it's ok. I will endure his friends, his attitude, simply anything for his sake. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Muacks! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-8417276506012548567?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8417276506012548567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=8417276506012548567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/8417276506012548567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/8417276506012548567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-out-with-my-love-headed-over-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-5500181834773536539</id><published>2011-09-18T01:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T02:44:05.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653385230782815570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byKv71i2hzY/TnTb6hs_3VI/AAAAAAAABVY/PTyfSqIS790/s400/SAM_0622.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;MY LOVE&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken @ Siloso Beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just gonna briefly bring through what I did last few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Went Sentosa with my girl - S.HuiTing :D &amp;amp; Spent my whole night with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love ♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Headed down with my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love ♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Estee Lauder company for interview in the morning, &lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; I GOT THE JOB!&lt;/em&gt; Worked @ Takashimaya for afternoon shift and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love ♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; came to fetch me from work! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Spent my whole entire day with &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love ♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; @ his house and headed AMK for movie- Don't be afraid of the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Worked @ 6pm for BioTherm, half-night shift. Got to know this pretty babe from Lancome, she's effing cool la! &lt;strong&gt;MY GOD!&lt;/strong&gt; She has the life I am willing to die to get it! &lt;strong&gt;Marriage, loving husband, cute baby!&lt;/strong&gt; BTP. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love ♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; came to fetch me again! &lt;em&gt;How sweet is that la, my god :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥♥ I'M FALLING IN LOVE EVERY SINGLE TIME I SEE MY LOVE! ♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-5500181834773536539?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5500181834773536539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=5500181834773536539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/5500181834773536539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/5500181834773536539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-love-taken-siloso-beach.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byKv71i2hzY/TnTb6hs_3VI/AAAAAAAABVY/PTyfSqIS790/s72-c/SAM_0622.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-2660111404240065883</id><published>2011-09-16T01:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T02:00:05.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am fucking insecure seriously! The girl sounds perfectly awesome, too perfect. Totally what he wanted, a girlf-material girl. I don't have any bad views on her, I don't even know who she is, but I heard people saying she's pretty, slim and petite. Exactly! A plus point in a guy's opinion. Plus she's so likeable by many people especially his friends. This is a even plus plus plus point!! Unlike me, none of his friends liked me, neither do they approve of us being together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I AM TOTALLY DEPRESSED&lt;/span&gt;. WHO CAN UNDERSTAND WHAT I FEEL RIGHT NOW? FTW. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-2660111404240065883?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2660111404240065883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=2660111404240065883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/2660111404240065883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/2660111404240065883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-am-fucking-insecure-seriously-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-4306921346778623723</id><published>2011-09-04T13:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T13:51:15.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I MISSED HIM ALOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bRzELQ2nsVQ?rel=0" frameborder="0" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;一起走过的日子 - 刘德华&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如何面对 曾一起走过的日子&lt;br /&gt;现在剩下我独行 如何用心声一一讲你知&lt;br /&gt;从来没人明白我 唯一你给我好日子&lt;br /&gt;有你有我有情有生有死有义&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;多少风波都愿闯 只因彼此不死的目光&lt;br /&gt;有你有我有情有天有海有地&lt;br /&gt;不可猜测总有天意 才珍惜相处的日子&lt;br /&gt;道别话亦未多讲 只抛低这个伤心的汉子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;沉沉睡了 谁分享今生的日子&lt;br /&gt;活着但是没灵魂 才明白生死之间的意思&lt;br /&gt;情浓完全明白了 才甘心披上孤独衣&lt;br /&gt;有你有我有情有天有海有地&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当天一起不自知 分开方知根本心极痴&lt;br /&gt;有你有我有情有生有死有义&lt;br /&gt;只想解释当我不智 如今想倾诉讲谁知&lt;br /&gt;剩下绝望旧身影 今只得千亿伤心的句子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;沉沉睡了 谁分享今生的日子&lt;br /&gt;活着但是没灵魂 才明白生死之间的意思&lt;br /&gt;情浓完全明白了 才甘心披上孤独衣&lt;br /&gt;有你有我有情有天有海有地&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当天一起不自知 分开方知根本心极痴&lt;br /&gt;有你有我有情有生有死有义&lt;br /&gt;只想解释当我不智 如今想倾诉讲谁知&lt;br /&gt;剩下绝望旧身影 今只得千亿伤心的句子&lt;br /&gt;剩下绝望旧身影 今只得千亿伤心的句子&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-4306921346778623723?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4306921346778623723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=4306921346778623723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4306921346778623723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4306921346778623723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-missed-him-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/bRzELQ2nsVQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-8441365788855052815</id><published>2011-08-29T00:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T00:51:42.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;COMPROMISE&lt;br /&gt;You have never done it.&lt;br /&gt;You will never do it either.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right in the middle of the night, I as a pathetic insomnia patient apparently has some issues with sleeping. Boyf didn't bother with me, he simply threw:"你自己看着办。" and leaving me feud for myself.. Why is it that I feel so sad? Even tho tears that I cried, it wouldn't help at all. I simply needed boyf to truly love and care for me. Tell me how difficult that is? Sigh. It's another lonely night alone, I can't even text him, he'll claim I woke him up again..  I miss him badly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/Span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-8441365788855052815?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8441365788855052815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=8441365788855052815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/8441365788855052815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/8441365788855052815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/compromise-you-have-never-done-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-7824915211411004640</id><published>2011-08-25T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T22:33:06.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644798482242483554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KL3i6mOKpg4/TlZaT-q6NWI/AAAAAAAABVQ/_INnq5n0X1I/s400/Four-Candidates-Presidential-Election-Singapore.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE HOTTEST TOPIC LATELY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The is like the latest topic ever for the last few months, a topic that will actually bring up the interest of our kpo singaporean. Not like i'm criticising much, but ain't political view forbidden in public? Lol. Just saw the news regarding the 4 upcoming to be president, once again seen how pathetic they are stepping on one another's head just to bring themselves up. I shall not mention names, but one of the Mr.Tan was being spread rumours at this critical point of time, the second Mr.Tan directly finger pointed another Mr.Tan emphasizing that he went ahead for the election even tho he agreed to assist him. Funny much. I don't understand how these will actually help in their own election but ya, still... I know i have no say especially when i don't even eligible to choose our upcoming president but i thought i was rather affected by them, afterall i'm a singaporean right! HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-7824915211411004640?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7824915211411004640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=7824915211411004640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/7824915211411004640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/7824915211411004640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/hottest-topic-lately-is-like-latest.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KL3i6mOKpg4/TlZaT-q6NWI/AAAAAAAABVQ/_INnq5n0X1I/s72-c/Four-Candidates-Presidential-Election-Singapore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-4139008951793888607</id><published>2011-08-23T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T23:12:31.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;No lengthy post, but a sad love story to share with all my readers :) Do enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into our bridal room on our wedding day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She requested that every day for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Jane about my wife's divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the divorce — at least, in the eyes of our son — I'm a loving husband... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-4139008951793888607?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4139008951793888607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=4139008951793888607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4139008951793888607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4139008951793888607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/no-lengthy-post-but-sad-love-story-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-1878119605890535203</id><published>2011-08-21T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T23:56:03.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;死生契阔，与子成说。执子之手，与子偕老。&lt;br /&gt;May the both of us be together deeply in love till death do us apart.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed working early in the morning @ 11AM. Only me and Ruby today, which seriously makes me feel that time flies. Camwhored and posted on fb as main display picture. Lol. My love came to fetch me from work, like a sweet boyf only lor! Super blessed to have him, heartfelt words. Recently, I've been having a kinda feeling that he's that ultimate guy in my life. That last guy whom I'll be spending the rest of my life with. I know how weird this might sound to many people, because Josephine is finally settling down. Fine, as weird this may sound, but who can understand my feelings for my love? No one. Because none of you are me, you would never be able to undergo what me and love has been through. So save your comments, especially to certain people out there who doesn't like the idea of me and him together, I don't give a bloody shit about what you think. TYVM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, let's drift from that topic for now.&lt;br /&gt;I extremely really totally very especially don't wanna go school tml. Urgh! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-1878119605890535203?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1878119605890535203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=1878119605890535203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/1878119605890535203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/1878119605890535203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/may-both-of-us-be-together-deeply-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-8087380725850530729</id><published>2011-08-21T01:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T02:01:47.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;@ 0154AM&lt;br /&gt;I MISSED MY LOVE FOR THE 98765432123456789TH TIMES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ok, I have decided to like maybe concentrate more on my blog as well as twitter than on my miserable pathetic shitty fb a/c. I have a reason for that, I really feel awfully stupid to have a fb that's ultra inactive. Don't have the mood at all to add or accept any friends, like whatever only. Shall stop here, just suddenly felt like blogging and declare my love for my beloved boyf only. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*THIS IS NOT THE END.. THERE'LL BE MORE TO COME. STAY TUNED!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-8087380725850530729?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8087380725850530729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=8087380725850530729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/8087380725850530729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/8087380725850530729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/0154am-i-missed-my-love-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-8416274759520810401</id><published>2011-08-19T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T00:25:00.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;I'll never give my heart to anyone else the way how I gave it to you.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went school in the morning for all 3 lesson, sian max! &lt;br /&gt;School has become extremely irritating especially every single teacher is picking on me and love. &lt;br /&gt;Very very disturbing! Urgh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, headed home with love and prepared to go out with my dear Fiona. &lt;br /&gt;Love acc me to meet her @ Bugis before he went to meet his friend. &lt;br /&gt;Shopped around with Fiona until 8plus and love came to fetch me even tho he's with his friend, super fortunate to have him with me in my life. &lt;br /&gt;Then he send me home before he went home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE L.WEIXIA! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;MUACKS!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-8416274759520810401?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8416274759520810401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=8416274759520810401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/8416274759520810401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/8416274759520810401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/ill-never-give-my-heart-to-anyone-else.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-4575763668243757388</id><published>2011-08-16T21:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T21:39:55.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;人，谁无过错？最重要的是从中学习。&lt;br /&gt;每个人都有他自己的故事，又有谁能够给予评估。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这或许不会是所有人认为的结果，但这却是我的选择。&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-4575763668243757388?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4575763668243757388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=4575763668243757388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4575763668243757388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4575763668243757388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-9216047891838946483</id><published>2011-08-04T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T00:26:39.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THIS IS SPECIALLY DEDICATED TO MY BELOVED BOYFRIEND. LWX &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;苏芮 - 牵手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为爱著你的爱&lt;br /&gt;因为梦著你的梦&lt;br /&gt;所以悲伤著你的悲伤&lt;br /&gt;幸福著你的幸福&lt;br /&gt;因为路过你的路&lt;br /&gt;因为苦过你的苦&lt;br /&gt;所以快乐著你的快乐&lt;br /&gt;追逐著你的追逐&lt;br /&gt;因为誓言不敢听&lt;br /&gt;因为承诺不敢信&lt;br /&gt;所以放心著你的沉默&lt;br /&gt;去说服明天的命运&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没有风雨躲得过&lt;br /&gt;没有坎坷不必走&lt;br /&gt;所以安心的牵你的手&lt;br /&gt;不去想该不该回头&lt;br /&gt;也许牵了手的手&lt;br /&gt;前生不一定好走&lt;br /&gt;也许有了伴的路&lt;br /&gt;今生还要更忙碌&lt;br /&gt;所以牵了手的手&lt;br /&gt;来生还要一起走&lt;br /&gt;所以有了伴的路&lt;br /&gt;没有岁月可回头&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-9216047891838946483?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-2687667822041167129</id><published>2011-08-03T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T23:15:36.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WOULD LIKE TO INTRODUCE A NICE SONG TO ALL MY READERS ;) HOPE YOU LIKE IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;海是你－江明娟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时候一个人吹着风&lt;br /&gt;记忆会涌出很多很多&lt;br /&gt;想起你的笑 它已经模糊了&lt;br /&gt;那牵着手的约定过的 都像是玩笑&lt;br /&gt;没有人会做到 也没有什么不好&lt;br /&gt;哼着你最爱听的情歌&lt;br /&gt;歌里唱的快乐和苦涩&lt;br /&gt;都是别人的 谁能比你 更懂我呢&lt;br /&gt;生命太拥挤 哪怕只是 千万分之一&lt;br /&gt;都爱得彻底 痛得彻底 交出自己&lt;br /&gt;海是你来来去去 短暂绚烂地降临&lt;br /&gt;而我们 挥霍生命 用力沉溺 再狠狠分离&lt;br /&gt;天空是你的表情 风吹过不留痕迹&lt;br /&gt;如果能说忘记 就可以全部都忘记&lt;br /&gt;或许才是结局&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哼着你最爱听的情歌&lt;br /&gt;歌里唱的快乐和苦涩&lt;br /&gt;都是别人的 谁能比你 更懂我呢&lt;br /&gt;生命太拥挤 哪怕只是 千万分之一&lt;br /&gt;都爱得彻底 痛得彻底 交出自己&lt;br /&gt;海是你来来去去 短暂绚烂地降临&lt;br /&gt;而我们 挥霍生命 用力沉溺 再狠狠分离&lt;br /&gt;天空是你的表情 风吹过不留痕迹&lt;br /&gt;如果能说忘记 就可以全部都忘记&lt;br /&gt;或许才是结局&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;海是你来来去去 短暂绚烂地降临&lt;br /&gt;而我们 挥霍生命 用力沉溺 再狠狠分离&lt;br /&gt;天空是你的表情 风吹过不留痕迹&lt;br /&gt;如果能说忘记 就可以全部都忘记&lt;br /&gt;或许才是结局&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-2687667822041167129?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2687667822041167129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=2687667822041167129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/2687667822041167129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/2687667822041167129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/would-like-to-introduce-nice-song-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-7575174642375798565</id><published>2011-07-24T19:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:42:56.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;终于做了这个决定 &lt;br /&gt;别人怎么说我不理 &lt;br /&gt;只要你也一样的肯定 &lt;br /&gt;我愿意天涯海角都随你去 &lt;br /&gt;我知道一切不容易 &lt;br /&gt;我的心一直温习说服自己 &lt;br /&gt;最怕你忽然说要放弃 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱真的需要勇气 &lt;br /&gt;来面对流言蜚语 &lt;br /&gt;只要你一个眼神肯定 &lt;br /&gt;我的爱就有意义 &lt;br /&gt;我们都需要勇气 &lt;br /&gt;去相信会在一起 &lt;br /&gt;人潮拥挤我能感觉你 &lt;br /&gt;放在我手心里 你的真心 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我的坚强任性 &lt;br /&gt;会不小心伤害了你 &lt;br /&gt;你能不能温柔提醒 &lt;br /&gt;我虽然心太急 &lt;br /&gt;更害怕错过你&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-7575174642375798565?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7575174642375798565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=7575174642375798565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/7575174642375798565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/7575174642375798565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-958022764488459713</id><published>2011-07-07T10:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T10:34:00.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Who can you possibly trust in this man-eat-man world?&lt;br /&gt;People you called friends, poach at the very chance given to destroy you.&lt;br /&gt;I will never self-proclaim that I'm the best kind of friend ever to certain people, but I dare to say deep in my heart I treated them as friends, and I meant by real friends that could share all secrets yet nothing leaks out.&lt;br /&gt;When situation comes, I do not habour any thoughts that they would share woe with me, but at least have a heart to tell me the reason behind me being condemned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you really treated someone as friend, yet something like this happen..&lt;br /&gt;Can you understand the kind of heartbreak? If you were me, what would you have done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-958022764488459713?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/958022764488459713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=958022764488459713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/958022764488459713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/958022764488459713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/who-can-you-possibly-trust-in-this-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-4512551564369560388</id><published>2011-06-22T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T22:54:29.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;人，真的会有报应的。&lt;br /&gt;无论你如何去祢补都没用。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched 'Punished' @ AMK Hub earlier on with L.WX. So happy! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-4512551564369560388?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4512551564369560388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=4512551564369560388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4512551564369560388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4512551564369560388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/watched-punished-amk-hub-earlier-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-9037565254894389251</id><published>2011-06-20T20:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T23:35:29.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;明天和未来，哪一个先到？&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have I seen people sending me msg like: "You alright?" "Everything will be ok.." "I believe you can overcome this!"&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, how do you expect me to reply? &lt;br /&gt;People send me that out of kindness and concern, can't possibly shut them off..&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. What am I  to do? &lt;br /&gt;I never once believed that "What is yours, is yours." I go by the saying "Destiny lies in my own hands."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to see you badly, I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-9037565254894389251?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9037565254894389251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=9037565254894389251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/9037565254894389251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/9037565254894389251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/how-many-times-have-i-seen-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-8842599914094968918</id><published>2011-06-19T17:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T22:44:40.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;计划永远赶不上变化。&lt;br /&gt;I was so near to happiness. But it all came crashing down.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never have I thought about life without you. &lt;br /&gt;I was always so dependent on you. &lt;br /&gt;Those words that you told me, pierced through me one by one.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-8842599914094968918?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8842599914094968918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=8842599914094968918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/8842599914094968918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/8842599914094968918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-was-so-near-to-happiness.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-528594811267357101</id><published>2011-06-18T11:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T23:31:38.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;If only time is reversible, then I wouldn't be in such agony like now. &lt;br /&gt;What am I suppose to do, or rather say what can be done? &lt;br /&gt;There's this saying that's totally spot-on. &lt;br /&gt;"When you eventually realized your mistakes, it's always too late to learn from it.." &lt;br /&gt;I am seriously remorseful but it apparently didn't really change the situation. &lt;br /&gt;How am I able to show that I am repentant? &lt;br /&gt;I would do anything just to salvage things between us. &lt;br /&gt;I'm desperate to prove myself, all I need is a chance..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-528594811267357101?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/528594811267357101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=528594811267357101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/528594811267357101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/528594811267357101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/if-only-time-is-reversible-then-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-4622029609188531791</id><published>2011-06-17T23:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T23:44:48.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For people who can't manage to find my Facebook, sorry but I've deleted due to some personal reasons. I will probably post more on my blog instead. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;一个过错或许将换来我人生中的悔恨。&lt;/span&gt;There are things that shouldn't be shared on a public network, but I just thought ranting would helps even if it means a lil. I am truly regretful of my actions but everything seems late. Tried all possible things that I could do to salvage but the situation didn't change. If I were to reverse time, maybe things might change. Might. Truth was really that I didn't know the full details about what that woman offered me but yet, no one believed me. Life as it is, but still it sucked badly. I couldn't afford losing your trust, i treated that as my life. It was another mistake that I did, and now here comes my retribution. Serve me right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-4622029609188531791?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4622029609188531791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=4622029609188531791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4622029609188531791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4622029609188531791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/for-people-who-cant-manage-to-find-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-2107856963324764265</id><published>2011-05-17T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T22:30:47.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;I am guilty, of something.&lt;br /&gt; Something that I regretted doing but subconsciously did. &lt;br /&gt;It was unintentional yet it hurt badly, to the both of us. &lt;br /&gt;Explanation wasn't good enough to clear off my guilt cause apparently I tried, and failed. &lt;br /&gt;I didn't know why I did something bitchy like this but no excuse of course, I did it afterall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach me someone, how am I suppose to do?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-2107856963324764265?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2107856963324764265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=2107856963324764265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/2107856963324764265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/2107856963324764265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-am-guilty-of-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-8670732247382281737</id><published>2011-05-08T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T23:31:32.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;你是容易被男人劈腿的女人吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果今天你参加了选秀节目“星光大道”的比赛，你准备了自己的招牌歌，你觉得结局会如何？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) 唱到一半的时候，突然忘词，然后匆匆下台。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) 一开头就走音，但是仍把整首歌唱完，并获得最佳勇气奖。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C) 你唱得很精彩，连毒舌评审都为你叫好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D) 上台前，临时落跑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Answer will be revealed on my next post! x3&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-8670732247382281737?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8670732247382281737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=8670732247382281737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/8670732247382281737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/8670732247382281737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/b-c-d-ps-answer-will-be-revealed-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-8505869195537508843</id><published>2011-04-06T22:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T17:04:25.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those who are faithless know the pleasures of love;&lt;br /&gt;it is the faithful who know love's tragedies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I bet you'd never know how much courage it tooked me to confessed the truth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, knowing what are the risks that I am heading towards if things goes heywire. I don't know if that was a right choice to make but looking at things, i guess things can't be any better, it was just a questiong of whether it is revealed sooner, or later. So looking at this point from this perspective, I assumed i did something great instead of otherwise isn't it? I am keeping my fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When infidelity stories creep into a guy and a girl even assuming they have nothing much in connection, it often spells the end between them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Lately, to me it seems like everyone is affected by this cheating part, be it the culprit or the victim. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Especially for the cheaters, it could range from a one time discrepancy, all the way to being extreme by falling in love with the others and leaving them in a bad shape.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is often hard to tell how these things happen but if you have your doubts, it's always good to clarify them. After everything comes to light, then now what? Do you learn to forgive and try to make it work once again? Do you let them go as painful as that sounds? Did they just spring it on you and leave you in a shit situation? Or do you just simply leave everything as it is at the best part of time? These stories are your most inner feelings revealed. It will be all about how you handled a painful situation and how you struggled with the devastation that comes along with it hands-in-hands. Let your friends know what you've been through, let them share your sorrow and pain. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trust me, it helps hell lots.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I BELIEVE IN KARMA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-8505869195537508843?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8505869195537508843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=8505869195537508843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/8505869195537508843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/8505869195537508843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/04/those-who-are-faithless-know-pleasures.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-4297520079390310830</id><published>2011-04-06T22:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T23:39:47.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'LL BE BLOGGING LATER! STAY TUNED ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-4297520079390310830?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4297520079390310830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=4297520079390310830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4297520079390310830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4297520079390310830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/04/ill-be-blogging-later-stay-tuned.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-279652547190862383</id><published>2011-03-31T23:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T01:16:23.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;IT'S THE HARDEST WORD. I'm really very- Sor, sor, sor, sor, sorry.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;As Elton John sang in the seventies, "Sorry seems to be the hardest word."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Here's the real dirt. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We will all experience moments of poor judgement in our lifetime.&lt;/span&gt; We will do or say something that we shouldn't, or let someone down in some way, and that is life. It's real. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;One infraction does not have to ruin a friendship. That is, if you can realize it warrants an apology and then deliver one.&lt;/span&gt; Apologies are tricky. Most people don't want to revisit their poor behaviour, so it's easier to pretend that it did not happen or, worse, rewrite history. That's annoying, to say the very least. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry" shouldn't be used like a break-free word.&lt;/span&gt; You can't have all the priviledge of being mean or cruel or even hurtful just because you know you can always pull out this magical word and do miracle by making it all better. It's just ultimately stupid and lame to have such a thinking. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But if you can effectively express how sorry you are, there are possibilities on saving a few friendships in your future that are worth holding onto.&lt;/span&gt; All human err, so there's nothing wrong in making mistakes. The key is owning up and move on with few regrets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ADVICE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHAT IF...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you really and truly don't feel like an apology to a friend is warranted but you still want to try to get over this mess? In my opinion, the best way to do thid is not to ignore the problem, but rather to go and talk to your friend. Tell him/her, "I want us to get over this." Followed by asking him/her, "How do you think we can do that?" Make sure you have some ideas to get over it as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ART OF SAYING "SORRY."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Be Specific:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Don't ever say "I'm sorry for whatever it is you think I did" or make any other generic apology that implies you aren't really sorry. That's like saying "I'm sorry if I hurt you." NO "IF" ALLOWED! Tell your friend exactly what you are apologising for, let him/her knows you're genuine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. Take Responsibility:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Don't pass the blame off and never give excuses. Sorry saying is never a time suitable for that. Using the word "I" when you apologise is equivilant as saying you're taking responsibility. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. Show that you get it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Think about how you'd react and feel assuming that now the tables got turned around and you're the one being the victim. Stand in her position and think what can be done to appease her anger. This would help you to understand about how she's truly feeling. Practise your level of empathy! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Explain:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This is tricky, because it may appear to be an excuse if it's not done properly. Dig deep and ponder on the real reason on why you did what you did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. Give your friend the love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It's when you remind him/her of how important they are to you, elaborate on why it is this way. Hopefully this would helps in triggering the memories of how good you have always been. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Make a promise:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Promises are meant to be broken are BULLSHIT!" Vow never to do this ever again, and make good word of it. You may also ask them, "How can I make it up to you?" because there might be specific things that they're searching for. Plus it puts the ball back at their court. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Lastly, Be patient:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It take time even for the most heartfelt apologies to soak in. You'd just have to gain back their trust slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-279652547190862383?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/279652547190862383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=279652547190862383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/279652547190862383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/279652547190862383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-hardest-word.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-190943328870535707</id><published>2011-03-30T17:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T05:11:53.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FATE: Something that unavoidably befalls a person; fortune; lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;["Fate only takes you so far, then it's up to you to make it happen."]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some deeply believes in this word but some totally don't. Well, of course there ain't no right or wrong but it's good to work as a kinda reference in my humble opinion. For me personally I am someone who believes in fate, not deeply but at the very least I do..&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Have I successfully drawn your attention to this? Assuming yes, then you'd be thinking now what is fate to you or what are the things in your life that's related to fate ya? HaHa. Well my dear readers, you may prolly start from people around you. Reason being, I personally felt almost everything in life is due to fate. From your family, friends, schoolmates, even couples or those that gotten married in the end. I believe many of you guys heard of this chinese saying: 百年修来同船渡，千年修来共枕眠。(Out of point for this, just purely due to some personal problems encountered.) You may think I'm old fad or whatsoever for mindset like this but still, I think there are things in this world that would not change even if it's many centuries down the road, and maybe also happened many centuries ago already! Ok, severely out of point! Lol. Just wanted to share my opinions with people and hope many would learn from what I've been always posting, hope it helps in motivating your life! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P/S: Treasure what's their in life for you, don't drag and wait till you lose it &amp;amp; regret! Do what you think you should, Just Do It! &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&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/2476394761964460153-190943328870535707?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/190943328870535707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=190943328870535707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/190943328870535707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/190943328870535707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/fate-definition-something-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-8720601219217334706</id><published>2011-03-28T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T22:03:21.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I seriously don't like the feeling of being pushed around k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've no mood to blog today, just wanna get over and be done with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/2476394761964460153-8720601219217334706?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8720601219217334706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=8720601219217334706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/8720601219217334706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/8720601219217334706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-seriously-dont-like-feeling-of-being.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-1292690865211234000</id><published>2011-03-27T23:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T02:49:19.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The bloods in my veins were all waiting for the right moment to be released. I do not wish to elaborate. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went work today @ Metro Paragon. Had a big shock la please! The whole counter like went throught a fierce battle last night, but I heard their sales were very good ytd. So I helped Cindy cleared and clean up, wiped the counter and testers. I did it like a maid ok! Lol. Wth. HAHA. Hmm, waited till 130pm before she came to work and I went for lunch @ ION. Ate sinfully lor! Headed back counter after lunch to help Cindy rearrange the products and stocks.. Did all those until 530 &amp;amp; I'm finishing work! Yay! Went over to Kino to look for some books, GUESS WHAT? I spent 70bucks there k! -.- FML. Took esalator down and i saw a very cute little girl who also took the escalator, she super duper cute max leh! She stand on the escalator step but can just bend abit and use the next step as her seat and shake her leg summore, then i look at myself, I look gigantic laaaaaaaaaa! :( After that took MRT home, reached AMK and it started to rain, like suay only lor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVES! &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-1292690865211234000?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1292690865211234000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=1292690865211234000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/1292690865211234000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/1292690865211234000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/bloods-in-my-veins-were-all-waiting-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-3646263962441408701</id><published>2011-03-26T18:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T22:23:47.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;As much as I'm seriously lazy to post,&lt;br /&gt;I know I will, because this is my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story goes on..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I believe we all struggle with self-esteem, whether we are now 14, 34, or 54. When we look in the mirror, enter a class, walk into a party, or standing up in front of a crowd to give a presentation. It is completely natural to question our power, our attractiveness, and our abilities to one degree or another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ytd suddenly gotten a call to replace Apple @ Taka. Headed down and only had 2 sales :( But well, lucky only half night shift if not I bang wall.. After that went home, it was really a torture to work ytd, my backbone like breaking only la. Rested and text all the way till i fell asleep. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today whole day stayed at home and be a good girl, sweep the floor for mommy and never go out! Yay. I have a good news but wait till it's confirmed then I'll publish! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*There weren't a single droplet of rain today. Good sign. :)&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/2476394761964460153-3646263962441408701?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3646263962441408701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=3646263962441408701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/3646263962441408701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/3646263962441408701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/as-much-as-im-seriously-lazy-to-post-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-2137675675098937379</id><published>2011-03-24T14:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T01:48:39.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;THIS POST IS REQUESTED BY MR LUCAS, BUT TOPIC DECIDED BY ME! TYVM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Have you ever thought about how much time you spent in your life just to wait for something?"&lt;br /&gt;- A sentence from YueLong randomly @ the HK Seminar workshop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And this kept me thinking, maybe he's right. Many of us (probably me, you, him, her, she, he, they or we?) have been waiting in life for something/someone that we thought would be worthwhile. Or even maybe we unknowingly waited for something/someone.. I believe what I've mentioned is worth a thought, how much time have we spent our life waiting? Now, this is really deep ok. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you'd be amazed at how different every single person would give as an answer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; For me personally, I would tell you I am a girl with no time value, thinking back i would even say I always waste my time on rubbish things or nonsensical matters.. Hmm, as for waiting.. I hate that. I hate waiting for people or anything, in short, i'm impatient. I never liked the feeling of that, waiting is like telling you that you've no choice but to leave the power of decision to another person (and that leads me back to Monday-21st March: Choices), I admit I'm contradicting, first i hate to let others decide then again, i hate making choices. WTF?! Lol. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sorry, but I guess thats life as it is, RIDICULOUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Back to topic, WAITING. Start thinking now, maybe by NOT waiting anymore, you can change your own destiny? Well, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Destiny lies in your own hands" thats definitely not crap ok! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;STOP WAITING ANYMORE! HOW OLD ALREADY, TAKE ACTIONS LADIES AND GENTLEMEN..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;P/S: Apparently, I think I sucks in today's post and it's obviously a screwed up one.&lt;br /&gt;Please mail me what you'd like me to talk about @ wawa_020692@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WITHLOVES x3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-2137675675098937379?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2137675675098937379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=2137675675098937379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/2137675675098937379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/2137675675098937379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-post-is-requested-by-mr-lucas-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-2729224868709445130</id><published>2011-03-22T23:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T00:28:32.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"A man is but the product of his thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;What he thinks, he becomes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mahatma Gandhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The quote tells us that if we think positively, we're likely to enjoy positive results. Negative thinking, on the other hand, can lead to outcomes we don't want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive and negative thoughts can become self-fulfilling prophecies: What we expect can often come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you start off thinking you will mess up a task, the chances are that you will: You may not try hard enough to succeed, you won't attract support from other people, and you may not perceive any results as good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive thinking, on the other hand, is often associated with positive actions and outcomes. You're drawn to, and you focus on, the positive aspects of a situation. You have hope and faith in yourself and others, and you work and invest hard to prove that your optimism is warranted. You'll enthuse others, and they may well "pitch in" to help you. This makes constructive outcomes all the more likely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When it comes down to it, positive, optimistic people are happier and healthier, and enjoy more success than those who think negatively. The key difference between them is how they think about and interpret the events in their life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's time to change your thinking if you're like me, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a typical negative thinker&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I didn't really liked to use this awful term on myself even tho I had no choice but to admit I'm a very hardcore one..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Mm, forgotten where or who i gotten this saying from but anyway, it goes like that: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Comparing a negative thinker and a positive thinker who has just got diagnosed with cancer from the doctor who claim today is their last day of life, the negative one would be depressed and spend his day blaming the world or whatsoever for it, but the positive one would think that at least he still got one more day to live.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Do you see the big difference?&lt;/strong&gt; I find that this is a very good example, in life we often tend to blame things around us that happens but we never think about it in another angle. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In other words, 我们有得怪就怪。&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We will blame every single shit but never ourselves, I'm serious.. But my main point is, I belive everything has got it's good and bad angle depending on how we look at it. Back to point, we should be positive, no matter what we used to be or think, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;CHANGE&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Or at least &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;learn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I'm learning to be a positive person too, for the sake of me leading a happier life :) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Follow me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love you guys for reading my lengthy post once again!&lt;br /&gt;STAY TUNED FOR MORE.. &lt;/em&gt;&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/2476394761964460153-2729224868709445130?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2729224868709445130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=2729224868709445130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/2729224868709445130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/2729224868709445130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/man-is-but-product-of-his-thoughts.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-6610953620079129080</id><published>2011-03-21T23:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T01:01:02.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BE FOREWARNED! LONG POST WITH &lt;u&gt;ONLY&lt;/u&gt; WORDS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We do not have a choice for what kind of environment we were born in,&lt;br /&gt;but life is fair by giving us choices in life as of how you're gonna lead it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been telling friends this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"When you own something you think given in blessing, you tend to lose something else of equal value."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life is never the way whereby this particular person is forever and ever lucky, never once failed in life, in MY opinion.. This person is in deep shit, he/she has been taking in instead of giving up, therefore one day the big price to pay will come. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was never a girl who liked making major decisions&lt;/span&gt; because more than half the time for the decisions I make,&lt;strong&gt; it would end up being a bad choice then I'll screw and fuck myself hard thinking in agony&lt;/strong&gt; why in the hell would I make such a decision back then.. HAHA. Ok, I hate to make myself look like a saddist wannabe. Lol. But well, it's obvious that I don't love my life as many people do, however, neither am I a life hater. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of the saddist thing, haha. Woke up in the morning 10+ and prepared myself to meet my beloved darling Huiting. She accompanied me go help momma paste screen protector then headed over to town, people who know me well enough, you're right! I bought stuffs again &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;like usual...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(If you guessed it right, pat yourself on the shoulder!)&lt;/em&gt; After that headed over to Hougang walk walk and eat abit.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gossip like a market aunty only la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I like today like totally cause i liked sitting around with friends talking about things casually . &lt;strong&gt;Tml is another happy day for me because NO WORK! HAHA. Mad happy can!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND MY TAGBOARD LIKE DEAD ONLY! NO ONE TAG... Zzz..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-6610953620079129080?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6610953620079129080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=6610953620079129080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/6610953620079129080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/6610953620079129080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/be-forewarned-long-post-with-only-words.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-3607329511072396891</id><published>2011-03-20T23:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T23:28:53.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;According to research about girls:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;69%&lt;/strong&gt; report being concerned about their appearance;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;52%&lt;/strong&gt; worry about their weight;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36%&lt;/strong&gt; believe that they are not supposed to be strong and tough;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26%&lt;/strong&gt; of high school girls worry about being pressured to have sex;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;84%&lt;/strong&gt; believe they are supposed to be kind and caring;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;55%&lt;/strong&gt; believes that girls are expected to speak softly and not create trouble;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;44%&lt;/strong&gt; believe that the smartest girls in school are not popular;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12%&lt;/strong&gt; reported that they do not know three adults to whom they can turn to if they had a problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Had nothing much to talk about my days recently, just that i had a feeling of living in coma for like the last whole week, i practically can't really remember anything that actually befall me.. LOL. My Goodness! Haha. Hmm, well, had been frantically busy with my work, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;in case readers don't know, &lt;em&gt;i'm a Skincare Consultant for BioTherm&lt;/em&gt;, look for me if you want, just pop by and say hello to me&lt;/span&gt;, I'm totally friendly, i don't bite, but of course, provided that you recognise me, don't say hi to my other colleagues, they might think "siao one this person.. Zzz.." HAHA. Lol. Ok, crap! Hmm, i suddenly miss my HANA family, wish i can just work there 24/7. :D Tml I no work! HAHA. Hosehbo. Gonna meet my S.HT Lover. &amp;amp; i misses my girls in school. Awwwwww! Another one week and my pay's gonna come! Woohoo! People, ask me out shopping! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-3607329511072396891?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3607329511072396891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=3607329511072396891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/3607329511072396891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/3607329511072396891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/according-to-research-about-girls-69.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-6026736791594374608</id><published>2011-03-18T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T01:42:19.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is enough! I got toooo sick of being a paranoid bitch. TOO SICK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i wonder, how many things do you have to hide from me?&lt;br /&gt;As of what my brain is capable of remembering, you've too many things that i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Won't you ever get tired? Or you'd rather be tedious on yourself then to share with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, it's just that i've nothing to hide from you, but if i do one day, dont blame me..&lt;br /&gt;I learnt that from you, im gonna do it just the way you did. &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/2476394761964460153-6026736791594374608?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6026736791594374608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=6026736791594374608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/6026736791594374608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/6026736791594374608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-is-enough-i-got-toooo-sick-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-2878502812039289946</id><published>2011-03-16T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T23:59:47.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;No one can enjoy the best of both world,&lt;br /&gt;it's still a choice to make at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You still hesitated. I ain't your main priority like you are mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Had to wake up super early today and prepare myself for work. Aww. Like shag only k. Hmm, reached Woodlands (Causeway point) and had a shock of my life, the whole place renovation like construction site, was wondering if anyone would even bother walking into it. HAHA. Searched for the staff entrance like mad k, all instrutions given were totally worlds apart. But nvm, eventually i found it, but late sia. Whatever. Walking towards my counter excitedly, then my jaws dropped! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2ND SHOCK of the day, my counter was with NO SYSTEM, NO TELEPHONE, NOTHING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Technically speaking, it was E-M-P-T-Y! WTF. Then my CM texted me telling me there's 'Internal Sheet' inside the drawer, so finally there's something.. LOL. Cleaned the counter's every inch and corner, then sat there looking at other counter doing their job, like stupid only la. One of the supervisor of Metro walked towards me and talked to me, found out today is the first day it RE-opened. But still, i stood there staring at others doing alot of displaying and set-up but mine is like... Zzz (NO COMMENT).. Took out my iTouch and played till my FT came. Chit-chatted and waited for time to pass before i end work! Haha. Tml's still another tedious day. FML! &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/2476394761964460153-2878502812039289946?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2878502812039289946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=2878502812039289946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/2878502812039289946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/2878502812039289946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/no-one-can-enjoy-best-of-both-world-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-8016213717117066748</id><published>2011-03-15T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T21:19:22.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 527px; HEIGHT: 188px" border="0" alt="Josephine-OfficialBlog" src="http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii242/wawa020692/Decorated%20images/bleeding_rose.jpg" width="550" height="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wounds from love can be healed with time,&lt;br /&gt;but visible scars will stay on the surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scars are not painful,&lt;br /&gt;but the poignant memories it triggers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today is just B-O-R-I-N-G !!!&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at home whole day facing the 4 walls, wasting my life away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, tml's got work. Totally sucks. Period.&lt;/strong&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/2476394761964460153-8016213717117066748?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8016213717117066748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=8016213717117066748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/8016213717117066748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/8016213717117066748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/wounds-from-love-can-be-healed-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii242/wawa020692/Decorated%20images/th_bleeding_rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-3000728467922489078</id><published>2011-03-15T14:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T15:03:56.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 331px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JV46smT8MwA/TX8MCgvLAkI/AAAAAAAABU8/Eweg9LBFJKY/s400/Josephine.A.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ADVERTORIAL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[&lt;u&gt;BRAND NEW&lt;/u&gt;]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELLING @ &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S$25 NETT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S OF GOOD MATERIAL, DON'T HAVE TO WORRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTERESTED PARTIES PLEASE TAG ME AT MY TAGBOARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS A MILLION &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-3000728467922489078?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3000728467922489078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=3000728467922489078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/3000728467922489078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/3000728467922489078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/advertorial-brand-new-selling-s25-nett.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JV46smT8MwA/TX8MCgvLAkI/AAAAAAAABU8/Eweg9LBFJKY/s72-c/Josephine.A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-8220993124099538432</id><published>2011-03-14T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T01:01:37.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 376px; HEIGHT: 280px" border="0" alt="JOSEPHINE-OFFICIALBLOG@BS" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj293/NAYLA18_2008/money.jpg" width="326" height="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson learnt today (said by my Len老爸):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男人应该只送女人两种花；1）是随便花。2）是乱乱花。&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some idiot woke me up early in the morning today -.- Ok, i don't wanna mention any names. But that doesn't mean i'm not angry, i am ok! VERY PISSED. But nvm, woke up and chatted over the phone awhile and lepak use comp and TRIED to rush out before the rain comes again (morning has one but stopped). But well, it's kinda too little too late, lol. No choice but to look like an idiot taking the umbrella lor.. Zzz. Headed over to meet Caren Mommy &amp;amp; Loreen Jiejie to go down office buy something and to key in my a/c number. But i think i was too occupied with my purchasing that i totally forgotten about my bank a/c thingy -.- WTF. Then headed down HANA for dinner and had lesson, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;OH! my love LWX came along with me.. Haha. I'm so glad I have him by my side no matter what&lt;/u&gt;! &lt;3&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Ok, the thought of 16th March makes me sick :\&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-8220993124099538432?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8220993124099538432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=8220993124099538432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/8220993124099538432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/8220993124099538432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/lesson-learnt-today-said-by-my-len-12.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-4308454522369887471</id><published>2011-03-13T17:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T00:54:21.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ridicule is like a wolf;&lt;br /&gt;it only destroys those who fear it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRIDAY 11 MARCH 2011&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Headed Henderson Wave&lt;/span&gt; in the morning to survey the place for interact club, after which met with Judy for Sakae lunch :) Halfway through, Yvonne came to join us.. Waited for Joyce and Huiting to meet us at City Hall and went down to IT Fair, went to find Gabriel to take something from him. Haha. Afterwhich Yvonne needed to head home for dinner while the rest of us went down bugis shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for the whole day, I bloody spent MORE THAN 300+ on just that day alone!! WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SATURDAY 12 MARCH 2011&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Woke up and rushed to Hana for product fair.. &lt;/span&gt;Spend my whole day there with my beloved 'family' &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;TODAY 13 MARCH 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Tedious.&lt;/span&gt; Woke up late and worse still, in a rush for work, like seriously only had less than an hour to bathe and makeup! -.- Then dad drove me to work @ VIVOCITY. Lol. Like weird only k, went there and realised 4 people were working tgt in one counter for the whole day lor. Zzz. Management abit weird and messy lor. But it's ok, had a really fruitful day with 3 beautiful colleagues, Jessica; Carol &amp;amp; PeiWen. :) But my sales was terrible to max la please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ANYWAY, went working but still could spend up to more than 100buck just today alone. Mad crazy ok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;P.S: WHO CAN TELL ME WHERE TO BUY &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;BLACK&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; LIPSTICK???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-4308454522369887471?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4308454522369887471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=4308454522369887471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4308454522369887471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4308454522369887471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/ridicule-is-like-wolf-it-only-destroys.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-8607095868005861883</id><published>2011-03-10T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T00:37:58.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Josephine-OfficialBlog@BS" src="http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii242/wawa020692/roflomg8.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We would always move on as we grow older each day, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;putting those what we called 'Dreams' behind us to face the realistic world, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but that doesn't make us forget what we initially wanted, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I remembered I used to tell my mom my dream was to be a nurse, thens from there i realised i'm scared of needles (now not anymore) so i changed my dream to be a police, just because they look so cool on tv. Then i changed again due to watching excessive educational drama, my dream was to be a teacher. It wasn't long before i changed my mind to become a doctor, but soon i found out it's so hard to be able to do that because science was never once my strong subject. &amp;amp; of course, i would never missed out the typical dream of being a lawyer, i think i didn't change from then on but seondary school made me woke up from my idea and see for myself how distant dreams and realities are. So eventually I gave up. Now if you were to ask me what's my dream, guess it really sounds extrememly stupid. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; what's your story like? What did you planned in your life that includes your dreams and the way you've always wanted to leave. Reminiscing do make your day wonder &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-8607095868005861883?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8607095868005861883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=8607095868005861883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/8607095868005861883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/8607095868005861883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/we-would-always-move-on-as-we-grow.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-6510667407513775821</id><published>2011-03-09T16:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T17:25:38.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Josephine.A" src="http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii242/wawa020692/lepos1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STUDIES.&lt;/strong&gt; Realised it ends with ---DIES? LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Like finally, 3 out of 4 papers are over. I do feel a sense of relieve now, but also i sorta know where i stand this time round. As compared to the previous EOM, i think i only have confident 30% of the previous, honestly no joke! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But well, looks like my curse came true, that witch didn't take my class for invigilation today, changed to 2 teachers that looks annoyingly stupid.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; HAHA. Especially that short haired one, while i'm trying so hard to concentrate on my question, she stood right beside me looking at how i did my questions, like weird only can?!?! Hmm, time wasn't enough for me to start on question 4 and i didn't manage to balance my balance sheet the way Fiona, Lynn &amp;amp; Joanne did. &lt;strong&gt;Copy a sentence of Huiting and Joyce, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;SHOULD BE CALLED UN-BALANCED SHEET.&lt;/span&gt; Lol.&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHAAHHA. Funny much? :) I think many people did pretty well but they just trying to be humble by saying they didn't.. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tml, last paper for Stats. Aww. FML.&lt;/em&gt;&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/2476394761964460153-6510667407513775821?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6510667407513775821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=6510667407513775821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/6510667407513775821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/6510667407513775821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/studies.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-6656305791612314977</id><published>2011-03-08T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T23:29:01.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;Quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When life gives you lemon, suck it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think me and that wicked witch has got some problems in our previous life lor, we clash with one another. Like seriously, fml ok.. Today's SVE paper was enough to cause butterfly inside my stomach and to make things worse she invigilated us &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;. And yes yes, I got scolded again like WTF?! She's mean enough k, not as if our class doesn't know my name, no need shout my name so loud k! -.- Let's drop this topic, talking about SVE today I think I am losing my grades already, can pass I will be satisfied already lor. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Practical expectation I wrote physical expectation&lt;/span&gt; and made a great joke today for my classmates ;( AND THE BAD NEWS IS THAT &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I LEFT 42 MARKS QUESTION BLANK!&lt;/span&gt; Imagine how deep my heart sanked? You'd never understand. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna study for my 7 credits Accounting for tml. Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-6656305791612314977?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6656305791612314977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=6656305791612314977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/6656305791612314977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/6656305791612314977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/quote-of-day-when-life-gives-you-lemon.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-5593188439705026692</id><published>2011-03-07T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T21:12:17.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;It's either you take it or you leave it.&lt;br /&gt;Life doesn't offer you all sorts of options every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realistic and simple as that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, guess what I'm gonna share with you today. My horrible WFB paper done. I don't know, I think I'm mad when I did the paper. But anyway, halfway through needed the ladies and this particular brainless witch(teacher which I don't even bother to know her name) came into the class and shouted right to my face, which I thought was very rude and unbecoming of a teacher, shouldn't they be a role model for students? So ill-mannered(should've just puke right onto her white top). Lol. I think I screwed my letter writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I regretted,&lt;/span&gt; not studying in CRN when I was in NITEC. Now I have to repeat taking it with a even higher standard plus requirement to score well, worse part is that I haven't study for all the 'amazingly interesting' 13 units -.- FML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;K, gotta stop here. I'll be back soon... STAY TUNED! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-5593188439705026692?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5593188439705026692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=5593188439705026692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/5593188439705026692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/5593188439705026692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-either-you-take-it-or-you-leave-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-4271357369669208535</id><published>2011-03-06T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T23:06:52.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;IT SEEMS THAT LIFE IS AS STUPID FOR ME&lt;br /&gt;AS HOW INTERESTING IT SEEMS TO YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Guess I have no choice but to admit my day was awful :( I spent a whole great deal amount of hours at home today, I didn't even dared step outta my house, guess what I got? Nothing but one whole chunk of English alphabets forming words that cause my indigestion :\ And well, you're right, I'm so dead for tml's wfb paper. Aww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-4271357369669208535?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4271357369669208535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=4271357369669208535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4271357369669208535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4271357369669208535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/it-seems-that-life-is-as-stupid-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-2918663382824526583</id><published>2011-03-06T01:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T01:55:53.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyone wants an exchange of life?&lt;br /&gt;I give you mine,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; for free.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;. Lame.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm finally totally &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;thoroughly&lt;/span&gt; extremely literally, FREAKED OUT. Exams in another 30hours and i can't control the fact that I'm still not having the urge to study. Whats the problem with me! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Urgh&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FML&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-2918663382824526583?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2918663382824526583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=2918663382824526583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/2918663382824526583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/2918663382824526583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/anyone-wants-exchange-of-life-i-give.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-9054939792144127574</id><published>2011-03-04T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T23:22:22.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Josephine-OfficialBlog@BS" src="http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii242/wawa020692/love-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;越小的事越多的感受。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And guess what? My A/C got messed up madly, i don't understand a single shit written -.- Like duh! I thought I'll be able to cope, but well, apparently NOT! Lol. Hmm, enough ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like usual, went to school late again (never given a thought when i'll not be). Had a last lesson for this sem with our CA Mrs Tan S.O, took some photos with classmates but well, not uploaded.. YET! Good things are worth the wait, but inside th pictures i like the way i look, not how hideous i look tho, but rather how proud i am of my hair colour :\ Whoops! If my dear S.Huiting happens to see this then she'll go gaga, probably? Haha. Ok! Gotta chiong madly for my upcoming exams. &lt;em&gt;And i seriously misses my HANA friends.&lt;/em&gt; Aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bye earthlings!&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/2476394761964460153-9054939792144127574?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9054939792144127574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=9054939792144127574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/9054939792144127574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/9054939792144127574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/and-guess-what-my-ac-got-messed-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-7459913798455149445</id><published>2011-03-04T00:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T20:08:55.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I FEEL SCARED JUST BY THE THOUGHT OF EOM IN JUST 60 HOURS,&lt;br /&gt;IT SCARES THE SHIT OUTTA ME! -.- BLOODY HELL.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-7459913798455149445?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7459913798455149445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=7459913798455149445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/7459913798455149445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/7459913798455149445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-feel-scared-just-by-thought-of-eom-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-9126449935040420123</id><published>2011-03-03T00:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T00:42:18.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579522653487613650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BoKD3ryY0Qk/TW5ySrFfxtI/AAAAAAAABU0/XElPzTkvJ6E/s400/snapshot22%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GUYS! I think I'm charged guilty for neglecting my blog for almost 3months, awesome. Well, whatever, life's great but studies sucks for the whole period i skipped blogging. Ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats not the main point, guess I should start to be active in my blog before it's pronounced dead. Even tho all my post might be just crapping but why not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;STAY TUNED!&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-9126449935040420123?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9126449935040420123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2476394761964460153&amp;postID=9126449935040420123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/9126449935040420123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/9126449935040420123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/guys-i-think-im-charged-guilty-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BoKD3ryY0Qk/TW5ySrFfxtI/AAAAAAAABU0/XElPzTkvJ6E/s72-c/snapshot22%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-6199818373816548128</id><published>2010-12-12T23:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T23:18:10.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/TQTl1jL5zfI/AAAAAAAABUc/akHFpVhCATw/s320/IMG_0344%255B1%255D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549813348968287730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/TQTl1bR28cI/AAAAAAAABUU/o6QP_v5m4Q8/s320/IMG_0345%255B1%255D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549813346845782466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/TQTl1Hrz0hI/AAAAAAAABUM/PJNBjcfA7AQ/s320/IMG_0347%255B1%255D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549813341585920530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/TQTl0gU6Y0I/AAAAAAAABUE/OCCbJLcnD4Y/s320/IMG_0348%255B1%255D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549813331020899138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/TQTl0Vjw4vI/AAAAAAAABT8/532xwMpKOVY/s320/IMG_0351%255B1%255D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549813328130401010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/TQTkjhUk8xI/AAAAAAAABT0/sSoeD4s-3EY/s320/IMG_0342%255B1%255D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549811939718525714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/TQTkjG2HfWI/AAAAAAAABTs/D6yleRaN_jY/s320/IMG_0349%255B1%255D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549811932611444066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/TQTmbAXrc3I/AAAAAAAABUk/kmHnqPHHekY/s320/IMG_0343%255B1%255D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549813992457466738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;WITH MY BELOVED EILEEN - LES PARTNER @ KBOX ♥&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/2476394761964460153-6199818373816548128?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/6199818373816548128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/6199818373816548128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/with-my-beloved-eileen-les-partner-kbox.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/TQTl1jL5zfI/AAAAAAAABUc/akHFpVhCATw/s72-c/IMG_0344%255B1%255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-6796010239163034536</id><published>2010-12-12T01:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T23:02:48.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;女人就好比梨，外甜内酸。&lt;br /&gt;吃梨的人不知道梨的心是酸的，&lt;br /&gt;因为吃到最后就把心扔了，&lt;br /&gt;所以男人从来不懂女人的心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男人就好比洋葱，&lt;br /&gt;想要看到男人的心需要一层一层去剥。&lt;br /&gt;但在剥的过程中你会不断的流泪，&lt;br /&gt;剥到最后你才知道洋葱是没心的…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-6796010239163034536?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/6796010239163034536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/6796010239163034536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-3636698108000702623</id><published>2010-12-07T20:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T20:54:01.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/TP4rKESy4wI/AAAAAAAABTg/1xMozQ8R-0s/s400/IMG_0312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547919242918290178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Doesn't she look like my daughter? :)"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Had breakfast with Huiting &amp;amp; Joyce @ Mac again today, after headed to school and had WFB lesson. Mrs Low said up till date no failures but she hasn't finished marking the papers yet. Lol. 1/2 Good news, 1/2 Bad news :\ After that, Accounting.. 5 failures, but i dont wanna mention the names. Tml is their retest, hope they score well :) Last lesson was suppose to be SVE- Roleplay CA1, but teacher went and cancelled the lesson, but i was being told that i didn't fail my Stats tho. Good news. Lol. Hmm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOOD LUCK TO THE 5 PEOPLE FOR TML'S A/C RETEST &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-3636698108000702623?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/3636698108000702623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/3636698108000702623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/had-breakfast-with-huiting-joyce-mac.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/TP4rKESy4wI/AAAAAAAABTg/1xMozQ8R-0s/s72-c/IMG_0312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-6288656167432435594</id><published>2010-12-04T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T00:25:17.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546490885027985266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/TPkYEsgI93I/AAAAAAAABTY/d7BZLSSouyU/s400/sailor%2Bmoon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[ARTICLE BELOW IS EXTRACTED FROM YAHOO! SINGAPORE NEWS ON 3 DEC 2010]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;u&gt;Facebook campaign against child violence goes viral&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Little Mermaid, Smurfs and Scooby Doo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’ve been wondering why cartoon characters from your childhood have been making an appearance on your friends’ Facebook profile pages, no, it’s not because they are going through a second childhood (probably not, anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They’re likely supporting a global viral campaign to eliminate violence against children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a rather non-descript way, the campaign has sprung up online urging people to change their Facebook profile image to a cartoon image from their childhood. This is to highlight the issue of violence against children from different communities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movement has also moved onto Twitter, with users urging others to change their Twitter image too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The origins of the campaign and when it started are unclear. The campaign’s own Facebook page is markedly void of information, other than to urge people to support the cause. As of Friday 5pm, 246 people have “liked” the page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Until Monday (Dec 6), there should be no human faces on facebook, but a stash of memories. This is for eliminating violence against children,” its status message reads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“UNICEF is working for the survival of children worldwide. What can we do to get more people committed to the cause?” it adds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-6288656167432435594?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/6288656167432435594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/6288656167432435594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/article-below-is-extracted-from-yahoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/TPkYEsgI93I/AAAAAAAABTY/d7BZLSSouyU/s72-c/sailor%2Bmoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-1436877469099541617</id><published>2010-10-05T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T21:52:18.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii242/wawa020692/Fullscreencapture527201033209PM.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;"I stare up at the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I wonder just where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;You feel a million miles away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Was it something I said?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Or something I never did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Or was I always in the way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Could someone tell me what to say to just make you stay?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-1436877469099541617?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/1436877469099541617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/1436877469099541617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-stare-up-at-stars-i-wonder-just-where.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-7812040194207638894</id><published>2010-09-27T14:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T14:34:41.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521473837498827122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/TKA3M4C7AXI/AAAAAAAABTI/IvkYARcLXIg/s320/DSC01281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521474044653307954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/TKA3Y7wZiDI/AAAAAAAABTQ/irqXpciUjqc/s320/DSC01286.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HELLO HUMANS! :D I'M BACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know that i have been neglecting my blog alot, &lt;strong&gt;ALOT&lt;/strong&gt;. Lol. Hmm, ok. Lets see, i've missed out writing alot of things in life yea. I'm rushing like mad now to meet my beloved husband-&lt;strong&gt;Fiona♥&lt;/strong&gt; for our manicure session, and i'm heading korea tml :D Maybe i'll point form what i missed out writing about my life and elaborate when i get back from my 6days korea trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥ Nights Out W/ TPL, Ziv, Xavier, Pradeep.&lt;br /&gt;♥ Formula 1 Race.&lt;br /&gt;♥ Outing W/ Hafizz's Team.&lt;br /&gt;♥ Korea Trip (when i get back)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll not be lazy and will upload pictures about all those you guys have missed out ok! Wait for me when i come back for korea! Haha. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gtg meet my love alr, bye guys! :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;STAY TUNED!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-7812040194207638894?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/7812040194207638894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/7812040194207638894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/hello-humans-d-im-back-i-know-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/TKA3M4C7AXI/AAAAAAAABTI/IvkYARcLXIg/s72-c/DSC01281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-248569754986040429</id><published>2010-08-27T05:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T05:10:09.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Why is it that no matter how hard I try, I would never be good enough for you?&lt;br /&gt;Do you even understand how I feel at times?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried so hard fighting back my tears, but it's pointless. They just keep coming down..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-248569754986040429?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/248569754986040429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/248569754986040429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-is-it-that-no-matter-how-hard-i-try.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-8092704230772368793</id><published>2010-08-19T00:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T00:22:35.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;One day you can be very sweet and nice to me like my perfect boyfriend,&lt;br /&gt;th next day you might just suddenly turn cold towards me like I did something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I just want more attention from you. And it seems so hard. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-8092704230772368793?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/8092704230772368793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/8092704230772368793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-day-you-can-be-very-sweet-and-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-5968489997560934862</id><published>2010-08-13T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T22:44:23.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A CONVERSATION WITH MOTHER BEFORE DINNER..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;(Talking, talking, talking about boys...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: You're always so close to so many guys, wx not jealous meh?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No la! He's not those kind easily jealous de, he always no reaction one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Are the both of you together already?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Not at the moment, and not any sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: So what is your status with him now?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Closer than friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: He doesnt like you or you doesnt like him?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Neither, we both need time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Means what? No intention of being together now?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No intention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Aiyo.. Why like that?&lt;br /&gt;Me: What's wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: If no intention then dont be so close what, later end up both getting hurt only.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Can you please try to understand him? He's nice. At least to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Nice doesnt mean anything, if you just wanna play play and no intention of being in a serious relationship, then dont be so close, not only to wx, but to all the guys around you..&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm serious! I'm no longer a kid mom, let me decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: If you're serious, is wx serious also? And even if you're both serious, whats gonna happen after that? Is he gonna stay in singapore?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wait, can you leave me alone. i dont want to talk about this topic anymore. It's stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: I meant well, think carefully and ask him why he has no intention of being together yet.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I already know th reason, we had this topic last night, it's none of your business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Think carefully, i dont want you to leave me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I walked off angrily..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I dont understand ! Whats wrong with her mindset? She just has to interfere huh? As i grow older, me and my mom cant seem to communicate better, in fact, it worsen -.- WTF. However pissed i am, i do agree with her to a certain part. STATUS. I'm done ranting for today, im tooooooo lost? for words already. Bye guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-5968489997560934862?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/5968489997560934862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/5968489997560934862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/conversation-with-mother-before-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-4928849016660687831</id><published>2010-08-12T18:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T18:25:06.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THIS IS A CONVERSATION IN FACEBOOK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE QUESTION:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josephine 伶儿 Ang:&lt;br /&gt;What does it mean when two person are so-called "together", but they are not officially attached to each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE ANSWER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toh Shu Hui:&lt;br /&gt;Fling? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josephine 伶儿 Ang:&lt;br /&gt;Nice answer sweety :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weixin Thladyaee:&lt;br /&gt;ya your friend is correct. fling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I FUCKING MISS MY GRAND-MOTHER ! ♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-4928849016660687831?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4928849016660687831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4928849016660687831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/question-josephine-ang-what-does-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-7865755866539903848</id><published>2010-08-12T02:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T02:29:47.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;"The greatest weakness of most humans is their hesitancy to tell others how much they love them while they're alive."&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-7865755866539903848?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/7865755866539903848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/7865755866539903848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/greatest-weakness-of-most-humans-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-3443266976591940600</id><published>2010-08-04T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T00:04:06.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;I'M SERIOUSLY SICK AND TIRED OF MY LIFE !! I'M SCARED.&lt;br /&gt;WHEN CAN MY PARENTS STOP QUARRELLING AND DON'T DRAG ME INTO TOPIC?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE NOT HERE WHEN I NEEDED YOU MOST BY MY SIDE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-3443266976591940600?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/3443266976591940600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/3443266976591940600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-seriously-sick-and-tired-of-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-7561325571660880189</id><published>2010-07-29T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T20:40:30.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;为什么不珍惜在一起的时光？别等到失去对方才来后悔。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M SORRY FOR SCREWING THINGS UP, SERIOUSLY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DO FEEL SORRY FOR WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO YOU BUT I HOPE I AIN'T TH CAUSED OF IT.&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE YOU BOTH RECONCILE, CHERISH EACH OTHER PLEASE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;如果早知道这样的结局，当初为什么要开始。&lt;br /&gt;I'M TIRED AND SICK OF THESE NONSENSE, TO THE MAX.!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THIS ISN'T AN EXCUSE TO LOVE SOMEONE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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/2476394761964460153-7561325571660880189?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/7561325571660880189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/7561325571660880189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-sorry-for-screwing-things-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-5227693415889605589</id><published>2010-07-28T18:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T19:12:41.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When i was younger, i used to ask mummy: "Mom, when will i grow up?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She would always tell me th same answer: "It takes time girl, all you need to worry is studies for now."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that im half an adult, i would constantly tell myself: "It sucks to be a teenager, i wish i was back to being a child." For growing up, comes along advantages of freedom and th feeling of love. However, disadvantages comes along as well, problems in many areas.. I have many doubts about many things, worries and difficulties to overcome, as well as sad moments. This is based on what i feel about my life, but i think many other teenagers would agree with me. Sigh.! I HATE MY LIFE SERIOUSLY. Screw it someone.. I dont know who to share my problems with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-5227693415889605589?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/5227693415889605589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/5227693415889605589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-i-was-younger-i-used-to-ask-mummy.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-4401456098581829350</id><published>2010-07-26T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T20:06:13.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;原来，只有我在乎&lt;br /&gt;BLIND. DEAF. MUTE.&lt;br /&gt;I NEVER KNEW I WAS SO DISABLED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't see a point why I'm the only one holding on and get myself hurt from head to toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT DOES PROMISES MEANS? DEFINE PLEASE?&lt;br /&gt;OH CRAP, FORGET IT..&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/2476394761964460153-4401456098581829350?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4401456098581829350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4401456098581829350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/blind.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-9062964764096641781</id><published>2010-07-24T13:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T13:30:40.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When will i be able to know what you're thinking?&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;iwishyoulovemeasmuchasiloveyou.&lt;/em&gt;&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/2476394761964460153-9062964764096641781?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/9062964764096641781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/9062964764096641781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-will-i-be-able-to-know-what-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-5591800094965782955</id><published>2010-07-17T17:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T17:21:37.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;刁难是爱情中最狡猾的字眼。&lt;br /&gt;在爱情路上，好像太顺利，就不是一齣好戏。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe certain things guy just dont see it the same way as a girl.&lt;/strong&gt;&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/2476394761964460153-5591800094965782955?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/5591800094965782955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/5591800094965782955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/maybe-certain-things-guy-just-dont-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-4374303995756119036</id><published>2010-07-16T18:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T18:47:17.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;我已经尽力了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DIDN'T CHOOSE TO BE FAT OR UGLY.&lt;/strong&gt;&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/2476394761964460153-4374303995756119036?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4374303995756119036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4374303995756119036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-didnt-choose-to-be-fat-or-ugly.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-535471829934978944</id><published>2010-07-15T19:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T20:24:08.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/TD79p7soAeI/AAAAAAAABRg/_Dx-h_w0XQU/s400/4081601044_f962e3762d%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494107492279910882" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MISTER 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I AM HAPPY FOR THE FACT THAT YOU APPRECIATE ME, HOWEVER, NEVER ONCE DO I FEEL THE SAME WAY AS YOU DO. AND IT SEEMS I'M WASTING YOUR LIFE, YOUR YOUTH, YOUR WHATEVER PRECIOUS TIME. ENOUGH IS ENOUGH. WE SHOULD LET TIME STOP AT THE TIME WHEN IT'S MOST BEAUTIFUL. THANK YOU FOR LOVING ME THROUGHOUT MY UPS AND DOWNS IN THESE FOUR YEARS, OUR FOUNDATION DIDN'T COME EASY, WE SHOULD LET THINGS STAY TH WAY IT IS AND I LOVE YOU, BUT PURELY AS A DEAR FRIEND :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MISTER 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU'VE TOLD ME THAT BEING WITH YOU IS LIKE ME KEEP HAVING DISAPPOINTMENTS AND STUFFS, BUT WHY DO I FEEL LIKE I AM ACTUALLY THE ONE MAKING YOUR LIFE MISERABLE? I SEEM TO HAVE CAUSED MANY MANY PROBLEMS AND UNNECESSARY WORRIES TO YOUR LIFE, MADE YOU TO DO LOTS OF THINGS THAT YOU MIGHT BE UNWILLING TO DO. I KEEP THINKING I DO THINGS FOR YOU AND THEN IT WILL BE GOOD, BUT I REALISED I SELDOM ASK YOUR OPINION ON CERTAIN THINGS. YOU SAID YOU WOULDN'T BE SICK OF ME BUT AT TIMES I HAVE FEELINGS THAT YOU'RE RATHER IRRITATED BY ME ALREADY(OR SOON). I KEEP THINKING THAT I ONLY WANTED MORE ASSURANCE BUT NOW THAT I SEE THINGS IN YOUR PERSPECTIVE, I AM SELFISH! YOU NEVER HAD RESTRICTIONS FOR ME, YET I KEEP GIVING YOU BOUNDARIES.. IT HAS BEEN 4 HOURS SINCE YOU REPLIED MY TEXT, I DONT KNOW WHAT ACTUALLY HAPPENED THAT STOPPED OUR CONVERSATION, BUT I........................WELL, NEVERMIND. IS IT TRUE LIKE WHAT PEOPLE SAYS THAT I SHOULD LEAVE YOUR LIFE AND MAYBE YOU WILL BE HAPPIER? SIGH.! WHEN WILL YOU REPLY?!?!?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUCK MY LIFE! MAYBE I SHOULD BANG THE WALL AND ASK MYSELF WHAT I SHOULD DO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-535471829934978944?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/535471829934978944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/535471829934978944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/mister-1-i-am-happy-for-fact-that-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/TD79p7soAeI/AAAAAAAABRg/_Dx-h_w0XQU/s72-c/4081601044_f962e3762d%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-593336597541165813</id><published>2010-07-14T19:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T19:55:43.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;一生要哭多少回 才能不流泪&lt;br /&gt;一生要流多少泪 才能不心碎&lt;br /&gt;一生要干多少杯 才能不喝醉&lt;br /&gt;一生要醉多少回 才能不怕黑&lt;br /&gt;冷冷的夜里北风吹 找不到人安慰&lt;br /&gt;当初的誓言太完美 让相思化成灰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TRUST. DECISIONS. PROMISES.&lt;br /&gt;WHERE ARE YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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/2476394761964460153-593336597541165813?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/593336597541165813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/593336597541165813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/trust.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-2266360779615380601</id><published>2010-07-13T22:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:32:52.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;我就知道会是这样！&lt;br /&gt;I KNEW IT ! I KNEW IT !&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T WANT TO BE THE ONE WHO'S LOVING PEOPLE MORE THAN THEY LOVE ME..&lt;br /&gt;I'M TOTALLY SCARED OF THE RESULT AT THE END OF THE DAY.&lt;br /&gt;THE ENDING RESULT WILL BE THAT I WILL GET MY HEART BROKEN ONCE MORE LIKE USUAL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN IT, FUCK SIA !! @#w$%^&amp;amp;*(@#$%^#$%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;READERS, LAUGH ALL YOU WANT ! YES, I'M A LOSER. ONCE AGAIN..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Telling you my past stories are like me taking a knife to cut open my own wounds again, those were my ugliest, dirtiest, darkest secrets and horrible memories. Those are actually things that can spoil my whole entire life and leave a scar.&lt;strong&gt; I HOPE YOU'RE MY RIGHT GUY THIS TIME, DEAR BOY, DON'T LET THIS BE ONE OF MY BAD DECISIONS PLEASE.&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/2476394761964460153-2266360779615380601?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/2266360779615380601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/2266360779615380601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-knew-it-i-knew-it-i-dont-want-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-4703672724854663842</id><published>2010-07-12T15:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T15:13:07.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I HAVE SOOOOOOO MANY PROBLEMS AND TROUBLES I WANNA SHARE!&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHO IS SINCERELY CONCERN ABOUT IT, PLEASE MSG ME NOW!!!!!!!!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-4703672724854663842?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4703672724854663842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4703672724854663842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-have-sooooooo-many-problems-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-6047306954779978696</id><published>2010-07-07T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T23:55:38.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HATE THIS ! HATE THIS&lt;br /&gt;! HATE THIS !&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE ARGUING EVERY SINGLE DAY BECAUSE OF THE SAME REASON !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T WANT LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SAID IT'S MY FAULT YET YOU STILL TOLD ME YOU HATE ME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF I PAY WITH MY BLOOD, HOW'S THAT SOUND?&lt;br /&gt;DOES IT SOUND GOOD AND APPEALING?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-6047306954779978696?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/6047306954779978696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/6047306954779978696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-hate-this-hate-this-hate-this-we-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-1159360361821883793</id><published>2010-07-03T00:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T01:46:29.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;女人让男人觉得女人是祸水; 男人让女人觉得女人很可怕。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;全听起来都是女人的错，难道男人就不必负责任吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Out of sudden,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; im like lost.. Lost in everything, in my world, my mind, my circles of friends, any single thing you can imagine. i do not know who i can trust and what i can believe in them anymore, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;everyone is telling their own stories.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;FANTASTIC, isnt it?&lt;/strong&gt; Everyone can jollywell go be drama scriptwriter. Like this is not what i have known all along, im &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;staring in amazement&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; at how drastically fast people changes, environment changes, mindsets went other ways as well, none is walking th same path like what they've promised to go through hands-in-hands with one another. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where have those people who vowed to go through thick-and-thin? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GONE.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It hurts me so bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when i know things that i hope i didnt, sometimes i wished i am just like any other stupid teenage girls, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;make all th typical bad decisions, living in regrets for some time but however, no deep scars left inside.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Im worned out already, how i hope now that i dont have to know anything and continue living with no worries or troubles. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;They say, Ignorance Is Bliss....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (How i wish i will be able to learn this one day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I DON'T SEE A SINGLE REASON WHY I'M STAYING ALIVE!!&lt;/em&gt; im seriously sick and tired of all these mind games... I say things but &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;people dont seem to trust me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, sides with another and together dealing with me? I dont understand.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Am i so untrustable in your eyes OR other people are more worthy in your opinion?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM SO DISAPPOINTED AND DISHEARTEND IN YOU !!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Promises no longer stays, broken w/o considerations and each went different ways.&lt;br /&gt;Trust no longer there, take over by betrayal as well as hypocritical actions.&lt;br /&gt;Truthfulness no longer exist, replaced with fabrications &amp;amp; living in falsehood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im staring in shock and horror at how much &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;destruction&lt;/span&gt; people are capable of doing to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;those happy past's bondings and sworn-promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M AS THOUGH IMMERSED IN SINS, DISGUISE, FALSEHOOD, BETRAYAL, HYPOCRITICAL, FABRICATION, &amp;amp; ILLUSIONS...... I FEEL SO DIGUSTED WITH MY LIFE LIKE NEVER BEFORE !&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/2476394761964460153-1159360361821883793?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/1159360361821883793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/1159360361821883793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/out-of-sudden-im-like-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-3892819426847912429</id><published>2010-06-29T22:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T23:04:41.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;CAN YOU ALL PLEASE SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GIVE ME A BREAK?&lt;br /&gt;IM SERIOUSLY GETTING SICK AND TIRED OF THIS ON-GOING PROBLEMS AMONG US.&lt;/CENTER&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IF YOU ALL REALLY LOVE ME TRUELY, YOU SHOULDN'T DO THIS KIND OF SHIT TO ME AT THIS POINT OF TIME WHEN I AM ALMOST GOING TO SNAP ALREADY, I WILL REALLY GO CRAZY IF YOU ALL KEEP PUSHING MY LIMITS TO A CORNER. DAMN IT! I HATE DOING THIS KIND OF THINGS, DIGRACING YOU ALL IN PUBLIC MENTIONED IN MY BLOG. I JUST THOUGHT I NEED TO VENT OUT MY ANGER, IF NOT I WONT BE ABLE TO HOLD ON ANYMORE, IM IN A STATE OF BREAKING DOWN ANYTIME, PLEASE LET ME GO.. DON'T PULL ME DOWN FURTHER, IM ALREADY SUFFOCATING NOW. JUST LOOK YOU PEOPLE, LOOK AT WHAT NONSENSE YOU ARE GIVING ME? DONT FORCE ME TO GET BACK TO MY ENCLOSED WORLD AND MAKE ME HAVE TO GATHER MY THOUGHTS INTO ONE BEFORE I STEP OUT OF THIS TRAUMA AGAIN. I DON'T NEED ANYONE OF YOU, BEST THING IS FUCK OFF FROM MY LIFE. I WANT MY ORIGINAL PEACE BEFORE I KNOW YOU ALL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;THIS IS MY LAST WARNING! NO MORE NONSENSE PLEASE. TAKE THAT IM BEGGING, WHATEVER.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/2476394761964460153-3892819426847912429?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/3892819426847912429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/3892819426847912429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/can-you-all-please-shut-fuck-up-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-2916540234064312463</id><published>2010-06-23T02:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T03:25:50.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AHHHHHHH! KNN! MOTHER-FUCKING CHEEEEEEEBYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SERIOUSLY THINK I'M GOING TO DIE DAMN FUCKING SOON.&lt;br /&gt;EVERY SINGLE DAY I'M SLEEPING AT &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A LATER TIME,&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LATER TIME,&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;LATER TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;NOT THAT I LIKE IT VERY MUCH BUT I JUST CANT FUCKING SLEEP. CB!&lt;br /&gt;IT'S ALMOST 5 AM IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT AND I'M HERE BLOGGING?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OMFG(!!!!!!!!!) AWESOME, ISN'T IT? FML.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE NEXT DAY WHEN IM SUPPOSE TO FUCKING WAKE UP, IT SEEMS MY SOUL FLEW AWAY..&lt;br /&gt;I'LL BE IN A FUCKING STATE OF SEMI-CONSCIOUS, AND IT DOES FEEL LIKE IM ON HEAVY DRUG USAGE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FUCK. FUCK. FUCK. WHAT THE FUCK CAN I DO?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAR SLEEP,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOULD YOU PLEASE FUCKING FALL IN LOVE WITH ME AT THE FUCKING RIGHT TIME? I WOULD VERY FUCKING MUCH LOVE TO SEE YOU EVERY SINGLE NIGHT AT THE FUCKING APPROPRIATE TIME.. YOU MAY FUCKING HAVE ME TOTALLY TO YOURSELF AT THAT POINT OF TIME, DO WHATEVER FUCKING SHIT YOU WANT WITH ME BUT PLEASE LOOK ME UP, CAUSE I FUCKING REALISED YOU'VE BEEN NEGLECTING ME TOO MUCH RECENTLY, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DON'T YOU FUCKING LOVE ME ANYMORE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SERIOUSLY FUCKING MISSES THE TIMES WE HAD IN THE PAST, YOU'LL FIND ME EVERY NIGHT ON TIME AND TAKE ME FAR AWAY FROM ALL MY FUCKING MOTHER'S NAGGING.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU TOO MUCH TILL I CAN'T FUCKING AFFORD TO LOSE YOU EVER IN MY ENTIRE FUCKING LIFE.&lt;/span&gt; WOULD YOU LOVE ME ONCE MORE SINCE I FUCKING WROTE THIS LOVE LETTER TO YOU HUH? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOL READERS, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE FORGIVE ME FOR MY CRAP POST, IM TOO BORED IN TH MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT THEREFORE DOING THIS, I HEREBY SEEK YOUR &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KIND UNDERSTANDING ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-2916540234064312463?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/2916540234064312463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/2916540234064312463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/ahhhhhhh-knn-mother-fucking.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-6279368742543705777</id><published>2010-06-21T08:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T19:10:31.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;难道一直以来都是我一厢情愿？&lt;br /&gt;我是否应该就此罢手？谁来告诉我！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many questions but there's no one to give me an answer..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-6279368742543705777?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/6279368742543705777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/6279368742543705777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-have-so-many-questions-but-theres-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-2005708415582384945</id><published>2010-06-19T01:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T02:04:19.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;centre&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;我想太多是因为我在意，在你眼里我到底算什么？&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我在那之前告诉你说我很介意；&lt;br /&gt;你是否就会改变主意不去了呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有很多疑问想问，也有很多话想说，&lt;br /&gt;但一遍又一遍的问自己＂我，凭什么？＂；&lt;br /&gt;而再一次的把它们全部往肚里吞。&lt;centre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-2005708415582384945?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/2005708415582384945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/2005708415582384945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-6855616361353687562</id><published>2010-06-09T20:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T20:12:58.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;你说我只是同学，说我被爱情冲昏了头。&lt;br /&gt;那好吧。我，无话可说。&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/2476394761964460153-6855616361353687562?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/6855616361353687562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/6855616361353687562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-7040886813988137921</id><published>2010-05-29T11:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T12:18:40.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476541408106965634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/TACVZQvu6oI/AAAAAAAABRY/Ule4KRGLFac/s400/IMG_0024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow. Its been 3 weeks since i last posted.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; im here today because L.WX said i havent been updating my blog :\&lt;br /&gt;which im gonna do so now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life hasn't been smooth-going for me,&lt;/strong&gt; I was supposed to be sitting for my first CA1 for AGF(accounting) on last tuesday, supposed. just 2 days before my AGF CA1, which is a sunday, i went mugging with my dear sis -Joanne :] then on monday after school i went to study with my sweety - Chingboon :] i studied sooooooo hard and then i crashed and screwed everything in just a single night :\ this was what went wrong, monday after studying with chingboon, went home bathed and stuffs, felt damn tired so i rested at around 8+ and set my alarm clock at 10pm, 1am, 2am, 3am and so on until 6am.. Upon my 10pm alarm, I wanted but couldnt bring myself out of bed, so i continue sleeping and waited till 1am's alarm, whe 1am alarm rang, my dad came to my room and ask me: why so lat still got people call? so i tell him: no la, this is an alarm clock, i tml exam ma, want to study but i still tired.. so he ask me to sleep longer, wake up around 3 or 4 then study. so i woke up and walk to my comp table (those who came my house knows th display), wanted to press away th alarm but next thing i knew, my mind went blank and my bottle of lotion (placed at th edge of my comp table) dopped on floor, then my daddy came again and ask me what happen, and ask me to lay on bed. then i lay there, feel like vomiting so i rushed to th toilet but my momma using so i chiong again to my parents room, i keep feel like vomiting but nothing came out, as what i remembered last was i was sitting on th edge of th bath-tub. then from time to time i can feel my parents keep shaking me to ask me wake up but i just couldnt. and next thing i realised clearly was th ambulance was here and peramedics came, poke on my finger and squeezed my blood out for dont know what test. then he finally declared i got too stressed and faintd because of fatigue, and also he ask me if i wanted to go hospital with them but i said no cause i have test tml. and this was what he replied: even if you dont go back with us, you cant go school in a state like this. You have to go th clinic and get an MC tml morning. so i was like WTF?! and so, no school for me th next day while all my classmates are having exams, i was busy studying BE for th next day test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, i regretted no resting that day cause from then on, my body has become more weaker and i keepfeelng uncomfortable and tired as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;L.WX, i posted le hor, specially for you :] Thanks for being my No.1 reader ah !&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/2476394761964460153-7040886813988137921?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/7040886813988137921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/7040886813988137921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/TACVZQvu6oI/AAAAAAAABRY/Ule4KRGLFac/s72-c/IMG_0024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-4060580580727080174</id><published>2010-05-04T20:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T22:29:04.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Tag: Black ; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Replies: Red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-AHXINN: seen(:&lt;br /&gt;-AHXINN: tagged(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Josephine: Thanks sweety, for your tag :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xavier: lol...realli is long long post loh...attention seeking is it she??? I mean she does not have to go around telling the whole world about her stuff. Much more add salt and pepper into it???&lt;br /&gt;xavier: A disgusting dish will only make the salt and pepper go to waste when added to it. Please spare a thought for the feelings of the salt and pepper. Adding them to lies is like an insult to them.&lt;br /&gt;xavier: You guys already offered to settle the thing calmly through a chat but if she does not want it then talk crap behind your back, imagine what other stuff might happen if u really insult her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Josephine: LOL. Well, i hope everything's coming to an end, im sick of it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvan: Hello , nice rant ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Josephine: Hellos :) Thanks for everything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yue: wakao.. well say gal... keep it up... hehes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Josephine: Hohoho! Of course. I should've join literature class uh! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanne: we should see what is her reachtion on monday... comfirm super funny.. she will definitely give that very angry face.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Josephine: Oh well, we saw it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eileen Choo: Hey les partner ah! Meet up during your birthday week soon ok? Msg me when you are free that week:) So so long have not seen you already!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Josephine: Wow! My dear Les Partner! :D I miss you like mad lor, and duh! You've finally realised that =.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After 2 past post of unhappiness, im gonna bury all those deep behind my brain, life should go &lt;strong&gt;back to normal blogging and rantings :)&lt;/strong&gt; Hahs! Missed out writing plenty of things lor. Shall do that now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's this VERY ULTRA AWESOME GUY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that i got to know on friday :) Well people, don't think too far yea. We're almost sharing th same brain! OMG. Im not lying, i swear. Whatever was on his brain happens on mine too :D I joked about th possibilities of being his twin in our previous lifetime. Lol. Anyhow. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, apparently he's so fantastic that im writing him a testimonial/advertorial for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FREE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; here. Wow! Im gonna feature his name BIGGGG, just like i told him this evening :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 109px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467402653949813586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S-Advwi041I/AAAAAAAABOg/98FwzYLsQJo/s400/%E2%99%A5AlvanTeo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Reason being why he's totally awesome is because he never complains whenever i rant to him about things, never once! Even tho we're not acquaintance &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(like "certain people")&lt;/span&gt;, still he stood by me and firmly believes me w/o any doubts, never did he question me once &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(which im very touched)&lt;/span&gt;! &amp;amp; when i tell him about certain things &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(dont wanna elaborate)&lt;/span&gt; or ask him for any opinions, he'll think about what i said or ask and gives me real reasons and not some replies that will just make me get off his back. And he'll always think before he even opens his mouth, not shooting it off and get people offended. OH! And he cheered me up like 9876543212345679 times, many many times, AIYA! Countless la ;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Therefore i conclude he's &lt;u&gt;TRUE&lt;/u&gt; towards people :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;VERDICT:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He's my newest found true-hearted friend! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Alvan, don't be too smug when you read this! ;) Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Th next day was Saturday &lt;strong&gt;(also Labour Day)&lt;/strong&gt;, when everyone is enjoying their PH with th bed, im preparing to go all th way to Red Hill for work, aww. It was a warehouse sales selling sports brands like 'Nike' 'Adidas' &amp;amp; 'Puma' ('s) bag, shoes &amp;amp; apparels :) Enjoyed it alot cause i've made more NEW friends, haha. altho we never leave any ways to contact each other but i truely believe if it's destined to be friends, we'll still be de! Lols! Anyways, main point was that Xavier came to find me awhile and went off liao, and then later on Alvan &amp;amp; Fly came :) They bought like $177 BUCKS! OMG. i see all those product until sian, can vomit liao... And they waited for me to finish work and we went AMK S-11 for dinner, then they accompany me waited for bus and off they go heading for home :) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It was enjoyable afterall even tho i had to work on PH.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Sunday was th last day of warehouse sales, OMG! Th numbers of people there shopping was ultra miserable i tell you :\ I was all th way texting with Alvan, complaining how bored i am at work, seriously! Th pathetic people there was th most shocking last day scenario i ever saw since i joined this company, its been 2years already. Lol. Nothing much to say except that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE TOILET BROKE DOWN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; IMAGINE EVERYONE IN THIS ENTIRE BUILDING TRYING TO WAIT FOR TH ONLY MISERABLE TOILET @ TH STORE HIDDEN BEHIND!! Cool. My manager Jasmine allowed me home before 830 when everyone else in my group was still busy packing and counting stocks, great la she! :D And homed, spagetti made by &lt;strong&gt;Momma ♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im gonna skipped saying Yesterday(Monday) cause it wasnt anything good about it, so yup, SKIP! :))&lt;/span&gt; Today morning metup with Alvan before heading to meet Fly, everything was fine before that, &lt;strong&gt;UNTIL...&lt;/strong&gt; Fly opened his mouth to say random things about me having something on with Alvan. Lol. &lt;strong&gt;Awkwardness**&lt;/strong&gt; Then awhile later he kept quiet and no more of that, walked to school and lesson...... Was texting with Alva &amp;amp; almost sleeping at th same time when a joke happened. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Weixia asked Jingwen if she knew what was "知己" and this silly girl said she dont know so he asked me, i told him i know and double reconfirmed if it was th one i thought and then he ask me to translate english, so i said "something like Soulmate lor" then guess what he replied =.- he ask me is it means sold away th maid! LOL _l_&lt;/span&gt; I was laughing all th way at his english standard. HAHA! and then after that had break and went Macpherson for principal talk, boring la, he forever alot things to say de... Lame. Then met up with Yiming awhile and talked abit on my recent encounters. &lt;strong&gt;After that halfway of speech, &lt;/strong&gt;went canteen to meet Alvan, chatted and slacked there until speech was over. LOL. After that walked over to meet Fly and co. like usual, di-siao-siao until i noticed changes and ask him to stop, still wont stop! So ended up me and Alvan each had a dulan face walking with them to th Circle Line, fuck up! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friends, remember this &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"When a joke gets off limits, it's not funny anymore."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today was a case study for us, totally. Well, enough of that, so since Alvan was a lil unhappy, we didnt talked to Fly and co. after we entered th train.. I didnt know how im suppose to console him, so all i did was bring him to my aunty's coffee shop there eat, and again we talked about stuffs and such, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;secrets*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; After that, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im glad he told me he's feeling better, much better :)&lt;/span&gt; So we went to interchange and he accompanied me to sit bus all th way to my house and then i waited with him for bus at my house here &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;:D It was crazy alrights, but im mad happy!&lt;/span&gt; Brings back many happy memories in th past. Satisfied*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well, my hand hurts from all these typing, guess i'll stop, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;main point was to compliment and voice out how fantastic Alvan is&lt;/span&gt;, ended up with such lengthy post :X Hahas! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Goodnights!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&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/2476394761964460153-4060580580727080174?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4060580580727080174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4060580580727080174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/tag-black-replies-red-ahxinn-seen.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S-Advwi041I/AAAAAAAABOg/98FwzYLsQJo/s72-c/%E2%99%A5AlvanTeo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-6701186090863410997</id><published>2010-04-30T16:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T18:14:23.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh hello readers :) I'm gonna share 2 things with you today! Both things are awesome-ly shocking :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BE FOREWARNED. A Lengthy post w/o pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First SHOCK first.&lt;br /&gt;(I'm shock at how far a person would go &amp;amp; do to herself for her own sense of "FASHION"!!!!!! Lol. Nono, is extremely shocked! Goodness.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp; WHAT IM GONNA SAY IS: LADY GAGA AMPUTATED HER LEG FOR "FASHION"?!&lt;/span&gt; who in th hell ever told her it was fashionable to do that manszx!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, i gotten this source from: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sgcgo.com/lady-gaga-amputated-leg/?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+sgcgo+(sgcGo.com)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lady Gaga Amputated Leg? Wow! (Clickable)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't later say i anyhow bomb only :\ In order not to waste your time clicking th link and wait, i've decided to copied and paste th whole stupid article here in my post :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Lady GaGa amputated leg another joke? No. It’s true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady GaGa astounded fans and TV audiences Friday when she announced that she has had one of her legs amputated below the knee purely for fashion purposes. Crazy, huh? Who in the world would get his or her legs amputated just to be “different”? Only Lady GaGa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She definitely achieved her objective. Her record company even paid for the operation and her new video will showcase the new “amputation” when filming begins in three weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think it’s necessary. What was she thinking? How hard would you try to make a difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Randomly i found out another source which i forgotten th link. Anyway.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Lady Gaga said on MTV “This is the latest fashion I’m starting and you can see that I’m a world leader when it comes to wacky and weird shit huh. Next month after I recover from the surgery I hope to have the other leg amputated or maybe my arm, hmm…which one should I amputate next?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most pop music experts would say that Lady Gaga has pioneered a new trend in pop acts who want to cash in on the amputations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veteran pop act Madonna has already shown her interest in the new frenzy trend and has vowed to have both of her unsightly arms amputated and have it donated to science.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THESE PEOPLE ARE MAD! THEY HAVE NO COMMON SENSE! OHMY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I sent this to Eunice, Xavier &amp;amp; Kenneth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lady gaga is mad. She cut off her abled leg just for fashion?! Awww. Of all th things in th fashion world, she chose this shit =.- Siao one leh, really!! People in hospital amputate their limbs because if not they'll lose their lives as well, and for that they cry their guts &amp;amp; whatever internal organs in their body out already. And this crazy (not strong enough to express) woman here just happily amputate her leg for "fashion". Who in th hell told her it was even fashionable at all?!?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SERIOUSLY, SHE SHOULD BANG TH WALL &amp;amp; JUST DIE!&lt;br /&gt;MADONNA HAD BETTER NOT DO THAT TOO MANSXZ! LOL. Eunice said im too affected, maybe? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/S:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I sent this info in short main point form to many close friends, of all replies, this &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pretty sister of mine replied: Hahaha! I don't like lady gaga.&lt;/span&gt; LOL! To me it seems because she dont like her so whatever concern about L.G, she's not gonna show a lil bit of shock. Haha. &amp;amp; for this, i told her she's gonna be featured BIG on today's post :D &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She's none other than my dear Tay Li Ting ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;First SHOCK ended. Lets start with th second :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im naming it my second SHOCK because i didnt know a person could do thing to such extend for th initial small small disagreements. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This fantastic girl im gonna talk about is a wonderful &lt;u&gt;Actress&lt;/u&gt; + &lt;u&gt;Sympathy-Gainer&lt;/u&gt; + &lt;u&gt;Story-Maker&lt;/u&gt; + &lt;u&gt;2-Headed-Snake&lt;/u&gt; + &lt;u&gt;Faker&lt;/u&gt; + ANYTHING, anything you can think of, anything a girl would detest and be disgusted about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Apparently this girl thinks she's being smart about things when she might be wrong in near near near future :) C'mon humans, lets just being practical about things. If she could be your best-friend this minute and shoot her mouth off about her previous ex-besties's ugly past and secrets, she could do so to you just on th very very next minute, scary much? So, th best solution is not to let people know your secrets until you know them well and is sure they wouldn't do such a shit to you even if there was a disagreements/friendship break-up in future :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically this woman likes playing mind games and goes around psycho-ing people about how pitiful she is after being "bullied" by us. Haha. Thats extremely funny i tell you. She make up stories and showed us she has what it takes to be a 'Channel 8, 9pm' soap opera's script-writer! It amazing how scheming she is, at least im amazed :) I was with Yiming eating when my darling Joanne called to inform me about th amazing story that girl wrote about. Haha. Lol. I would very much like to share th story but its long and boring (fyi, it took 3 msg), just similar to those normal shows on tvee, saying how pathetic she was and all shitty stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For goodness sake! Its 21st Century already my dear, change th script la! We wanted to clear things up on th very next day after th arguements, who said there was no point? We wanted to know what you were actually unhappy about so we could probably change and being back to friends(MAYBE?), who didnt want it? &amp;amp; Who was th girl trying to act stupid by calling your boyf and said we wanted to find trouble with you and wants to settle it when all we said was to CLEAR things up? YOU! YOU!! YOU!!! All you, and who was th one complaining to almost all people you know about how badly we treated you? STILL YOU. Fantastically Awesome :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wellwell, &amp;amp; what did you gain from there? One whole bunch of friends who didnt know both side's story, ONLY. And did you really, 'innocently' thinks they're at your side? NO! Thats because they haven't heard our side's. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Girl, for all th things that you've done, you hurt no one but yourself in th end&lt;/span&gt;, did you ever thought of th consequences when you lied to those friends who whole-heartedly believed your story? Apparently, you did not. True enough, Joanne cried because of your harshness &amp;amp; how heartless towards her, but so what? She'll eventually stop one day because she's got us, true friends standing by her. While you on th other hand, having all people watching how you're gonna fall but no one's truely there anymore because you used their sympathy once and they're never gonna try it twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just use your brain and think for once, Pleaseeee? &amp;amp; Originally, today's outing was Z planning it with us days ago, i have every single rights to go but ended up, i did not, it wasnt because i fear you! I just didnt want Z being put in a difficult position, try to be understanding for goodness sake, if you didnt want me to go, &lt;strong&gt;have some guts to come right up my face, point at me and say how much you didnt want me to go!&lt;/strong&gt; not applying pressure on Z, altho he didnt mention, we could tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, no point ranting on thing's that are over. thats all i wanna say, initially wanted to put your big name here but im giving you a second chance, dont ruin it ever again please :) &lt;strong&gt;I dont wanna disgrace you, &lt;u&gt;YET&lt;/u&gt;. Provided you dont do shits to us further. TYVM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P/S: im forgiving you for whatever you did to me up to this point because it hurts me to bear grudges :) i cant tell for anything you plan to do in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Whao, maybe i can consider taking literature, since my post was soooooo long. lols. Random me, i know :D &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/2476394761964460153-6701186090863410997?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/6701186090863410997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/6701186090863410997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-hello-readers-im-gonna-share-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-7256469174234153100</id><published>2010-04-22T20:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T21:32:00.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friendship is delicate as a glass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once broken it can be fixed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there will always be cracks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;"IF ALL THOSE WHAT YOU HAVE POSTED WAS JUST TO TEST OUR PATIENCE, DON'T TRY!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If all you could do was to hide behind th bloody comp and rant about how unhappy you are with me or joanne, seriously, what was that really for? what have you gained from it like seriously? YOU COULD HAVE VOICE IT OUT, ya'know? If you think by posting all those could affect us, perhaps you would like to try harder girl ;) We aint as vulnerable as you thought we would be. Maybe for now you might think whats so big deal about us, you could live better off without us in fact. Oh well, think twice about it, cause one fine day you'll fall right onto your face and eat up all your words, one by one. &amp;amp; to correct you properly, WE COULD HAVE DONE BETTER WITHOUT YOU! (not th otherwise)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P/S: If you say joanne's boyf has no rights to comment then well, i think i do :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-7256469174234153100?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/7256469174234153100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/7256469174234153100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/friendship-is-delicate-as-glass.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-2918154534211190999</id><published>2010-04-20T18:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T18:50:15.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;im just tooooo lazy to blog =.- guess i'll just reply tags!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tags: Black ; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Replies: Red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥eunice: see your fb's dp, ahlian -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Josephine: what lor, picture can LIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanying: boxim, no link...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Josephine: LOL. i lost your link la, also dont know how to put link ley you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liting: Tag sis.:))&lt;br /&gt;Liting: me look so ugly, urghh.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Josephine: Thanks! Where got ugly la, haiyo! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yiming: came to leave footprint again! must take care yourself and see you in poly!!! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Josephine: YEA! :) Thanks thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nANA: Which school are u in ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Josephine: I'm in Bishan ITE. Which nana are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥eunice: NANA: she's in tampines ITE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Josephine: SIS! you anyhow only la! tampines your head ah :D BISHAN ok! &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/2476394761964460153-2918154534211190999?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/2918154534211190999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/2918154534211190999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-just-tooooo-lazy-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-4132069178376677098</id><published>2010-04-16T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T23:04:31.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;如果两个人注定要分离，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;即使从天之涯千里迢迢跋涉地之角。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;走遍千山万水之后，终究要分离。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-4132069178376677098?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4132069178376677098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4132069178376677098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-6228656430516450306</id><published>2010-04-12T07:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T19:26:50.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today first day of school but guess what the fuck happen? Now is like early morning 7.15AM! Here i am nothing better to do, blogging! Lol. What the fuck! Urgh~! Sua, sua, sua! I'll rant again when i come home later, fuck la! Cb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye guys, hope all of you enjoyed th early morning instead of being like me =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;[:/EDITED @ 7PM]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL WAS AN EXTREME STATE OF SHOCK FOR ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHY AM I BEING CALLED AN AHLIAN ON MY FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST DAY!!!! THANKS AHH.. rolled eyes ttm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today our bridge leader was like chatting with us and randomly popped out a topic, he asked: "who is a smoker here?" &amp;amp; im not what! so i just continue browsing around to see who raise hand, suddenly a pair of eyes locked on me, th bridge leader's :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE LOOK RIGHT AT ME &amp;amp; ASKED: "AHLIAN, NO SMOKE AH?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was still trying to be cute and look around giving faces like "ME?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND TH ANSWER IS YES...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SO I SHOOT BACK FIRST SENTENCE: "IM NOT AHLIAN.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JITAO SIAN 1/2!! URGH~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyone tell me, which part of me looks ahlian now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-6228656430516450306?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/6228656430516450306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/6228656430516450306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-first-day-of-school-but-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-6460282520663094148</id><published>2010-04-11T12:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T13:15:17.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 292px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458734375957453922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S8FR_kooXGI/AAAAAAAABNg/JEDFHRsQums/s400/Xyzxf%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;下一站，幸福 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吴建豪（任光晞），安以轩（梁慕橙），吴慷仁（花拓也），小小彬（梁小乐&lt;/span&gt;）&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些人的人生，是直达车，有些人却是慢车，中间总要经过许多站，经历许多人。　&lt;br /&gt;有人总是下错站，坐过头，不是错失了窗外风景，就是错过了身旁的人，&lt;br /&gt;没有人知道，能陪自己坐到终点站的人，究竟会是谁。&lt;br /&gt;相爱的人，真的就能一路到达人生的终点站吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;慕橙，一个不知道自己会在哪一站下车，也不敢任意在车上睡着的女孩，&lt;br /&gt;光晞，却是一个只能坐上由司机专车接送到目的地，无法决定自己人生方向的人。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;这是一个，关于他们的故事，&lt;br /&gt;女主角慕橙天性善良透明，是这个世上再也找不出第二个的国宝级的纯情派，她不常掉泪，她水晶般的眼泪，具有扫净苦痛和恶欲的能力。她懂得并期待真正的爱情，面对任何困难从不气馁，热情、正义，当她发现男主角任光晞保护她，并且爱上了任光晞。眼看著幸福即将来临，却因为想让光晞有更大的几率活下去，慕橙为了光晞的病不得不让步。在光晞母亲的苦苦哀求之下，慕橙在光晞手术当天离开。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;六年来，慕橙带著儿子小乐在花田村坚强而乐观的活著，患有第一型糖尿病的小乐是慕橙人生中最珍贵的礼物。只有陪她一路走来的拓也了解，在慕橙平静的笑容之下有著深深的遗憾与感伤，没想到光晞会再次回到她的生命，面对失去记忆的光晞，慕橙只能压抑内心的悸动，为改头换面拥有美好生活的光晞送上深深祝福。无意打开隐藏在幸运手环里的记忆卡，面对两人昔日相依的照片，所有失去的记忆排山倒海而至，光晞想起了慕橙，和他们之间的爱情。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;面对光晞的埋怨怀疑，小乐的兴高采烈，以及默默陪伴的拓也。&lt;br /&gt;幸福，将在哪里到站？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised many people is ga-ga over &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;下一站，幸福 JUST LIKE ME :))))&lt;/span&gt; SO PROUD! (fyi, i completed already) Oh, lemme give you examples alrights :D People like Jason.T and Yuhang. Haha. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P/S/S: Kids nowadays are ultra mad cute! :D Ohoh! and very funny plus hillarious ttm still got plus EST! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TO: JASON.T&lt;br /&gt;you know who im talking about right? :D Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[:EDITED/]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW SCHOOL WILL START!!!!! AHHHHHHH!! MY BEAUTIFUL HOLIDAYS :@&lt;br /&gt;Ok guys, BYES! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-6460282520663094148?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/6460282520663094148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/6460282520663094148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-realised-many-people-is-ga-ga-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S8FR_kooXGI/AAAAAAAABNg/JEDFHRsQums/s72-c/Xyzxf%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-3999602693446747589</id><published>2010-04-10T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T22:14:55.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458503725081548434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S8CAN7Kh1pI/AAAAAAAABNY/OORb2v1_ZlY/s400/4422_95085738128_651613128_1932545_1968497_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DEAR BOY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I didn't had a chance to celebrate your birthday with you last year, neither could I this year. Knowing that things changed much but still I couldn't help but reminisce about those happier times we used to have. Now, probably there's another "HER" there with you holding hands, and you whispering sweet nothings to her, altho you denied, but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boy, just to let you know, you were th best damn thing that ever came in my life, should there be another person who has what it takes to replace you, you'd still have a place in my heart, no matter what. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Memories of ours can never be replaced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Th only thing i regretted not doing with you is photography-ing, not being able to take down our happy times is something that i will regret, for life, because it will never ever happen twice. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Given a choice, if 2009 could be repeated over again, i'd still choose to meet you, gotten to know you, and to be with you even if im aware of th heartbreaking moments after that, no matter how many times life has to repeat itself, this will be my choice, never will i change :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You aint me, therefore you'll never ever know how you ever look like in my eyes, so gentle, so sweet and caring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But now, im letting go, because im hurting too much, 全身伤痕的我已经无法支持下去了。 Im tired already, just let this be a long sweet dream, and &lt;strong&gt;you being my best dream came true.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;再见了，我曾经深爱的人，曾经只属于我的...专属情人。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SAYOHNARA; IGHSHTERU ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-3999602693446747589?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/3999602693446747589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/3999602693446747589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/dear-boy-happy-birthday-i-didnt-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S8CAN7Kh1pI/AAAAAAAABNY/OORb2v1_ZlY/s72-c/4422_95085738128_651613128_1932545_1968497_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-5179621610476470267</id><published>2010-04-09T14:55:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T22:35:58.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458032432699078258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77TlGOW9nI/AAAAAAAABHI/n-JwowveR3E/s400/DSC00856.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;如果时间能够倒转那有多好，当然那是不可能的事情，&lt;br /&gt;但是能有让时间暂停的魔法，那就是摄影，不是吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;摄影是让瞬间，变成永恒的魔法。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went back HS to give a talk to 3T1, lols. shocking much? haha. But seriously, they're so much well-behaved than i actually imagined :) Don't have much to blog about, why dont i just let my pictures replaced those words :) ENJOY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458039720740263746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77aNUSyF0I/AAAAAAAABNQ/3ACp061Znfk/s400/DSC00796.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458039718139343794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77aNKmrM7I/AAAAAAAABNI/GaccECnRlhc/s400/DSC00797.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458039709346109314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77aMp2NF4I/AAAAAAAABNA/TrQ6VQFKiyg/s400/DSC00798.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458039706161022994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77aMd-0iBI/AAAAAAAABM4/IujTVpc29YM/s400/DSC00799.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458039040743897938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77ZlvHA-1I/AAAAAAAABMw/9YTxqQTzFKw/s400/DSC00800.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458039030684685090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77ZlJotkyI/AAAAAAAABMo/PWYmV7HHwqo/s400/DSC00801.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458039022927413698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77ZksvPAcI/AAAAAAAABMg/WjqioBwi4HM/s400/DSC00802.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458039014993826114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77ZkPLuEUI/AAAAAAAABMQ/BeqwIJfakhg/s400/DSC00804.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458037042646140082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77XxbnYxLI/AAAAAAAABMI/gF4mGJJEE8E/s400/DSC00805.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458037032091214114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77Xw0S5YSI/AAAAAAAABMA/F5GHWlCtsBs/s400/DSC00806.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458037026476241634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77XwfYLsuI/AAAAAAAABL4/-zN1AZdgDsM/s400/DSC00807.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458037019631739682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77XwF4U4yI/AAAAAAAABLw/9Meno56nNG8/s400/DSC00808.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458036587701724850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77XW80L5rI/AAAAAAAABLg/_hBTIayzed4/s400/DSC00810.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;START OF ROLE-PLAYING&lt;br /&gt;...............&lt;br /&gt;.............&lt;br /&gt;...........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458036577685654498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77XWXgKy-I/AAAAAAAABLY/aAA0WTex8n0/s400/DSC00811.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458036575588999010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77XWPsSX2I/AAAAAAAABLQ/ALA-m2gkyEA/s400/DSC00812.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458036566507333746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77XVt3DKHI/AAAAAAAABLI/MNSihkhMD7I/s400/DSC00813.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458036559052430306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77XVSFqW-I/AAAAAAAABLA/S1X1sygbn88/s400/DSC00814.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458035972007736034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77WzHLTMuI/AAAAAAAABK4/gUPWdHUiihE/s400/DSC00815.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458035964607825346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77WyrnBhcI/AAAAAAAABKw/osVrJCik8k8/s400/DSC00816.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458035959215852210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77WyXheirI/AAAAAAAABKo/-3Df2mxNBl8/s400/DSC00817.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458035956140025106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77WyMEJJRI/AAAAAAAABKg/WqwZs8TOW_8/s400/DSC00818.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458035946012950210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77WxmVqPsI/AAAAAAAABKY/nzQDd2DTsSs/s400/DSC00819.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458035580400824818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77WcUU78fI/AAAAAAAABKQ/xN3utG3tCvo/s400/DSC00820.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458035568885171778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77WbpbZBkI/AAAAAAAABKI/eqxo3p3JrjU/s400/DSC00821.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458035560199726146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77WbJEnpEI/AAAAAAAABKA/We7zL00pljw/s400/DSC00822.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458035557018196690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77Wa9OFWtI/AAAAAAAABJ4/_O-FsgI7Fjw/s400/DSC00823.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458035553187400594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77Wau8wC5I/AAAAAAAABJw/8pbLt-Lr48I/s400/DSC00824.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458035169338810754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77WEZAHYYI/AAAAAAAABJo/2WI2yPfsYW8/s400/DSC00825.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458035163593622946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77WEDmWxaI/AAAAAAAABJg/HG32O014Ztk/s400/DSC00826.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" 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/&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458034800278394482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77Vu6JQVnI/AAAAAAAABIo/wvd5aTb3x20/s400/DSC00833.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458034792329086434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77Vuch_heI/AAAAAAAABIg/D-jf5-ddwv4/s400/DSC00834.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458034480732710834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77VcTvoJ7I/AAAAAAAABIQ/UFXPjMnWSAk/s400/DSC00836.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458034476453358146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77VcDzWakI/AAAAAAAABII/xUUsR668vFU/s400/DSC00837.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458034468522439090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77VbmQeMbI/AAAAAAAABIA/jkpfa545MSk/s400/DSC00838.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458034465971800690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77VbcwWinI/AAAAAAAABH4/clOaO3_87A0/s400/DSC00839.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458033953113214146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77U9mNVjMI/AAAAAAAABHw/Rlxvy_9ifKI/s400/DSC00840.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458033948320674626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77U9UWtM0I/AAAAAAAABHo/YvAMk_5r-Us/s400/DSC00841.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458033944502783538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77U9GIczjI/AAAAAAAABHg/_DoL0lf2JOM/s400/DSC00842.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458033935122076098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77U8jL6kcI/AAAAAAAABHY/FbTg_QL2bQM/s400/DSC00843.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SAYOHNARA TOMODACHI! :) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-5179621610476470267?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/5179621610476470267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/5179621610476470267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/went-back-hs-to-give-talk-to-3t1-lols.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S77TlGOW9nI/AAAAAAAABHI/n-JwowveR3E/s72-c/DSC00856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-7269155004411797921</id><published>2010-04-07T22:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T23:09:39.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 226px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457404203473934306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S7yYNV_Jl-I/AAAAAAAABHA/HedFoPr_C1M/s320/DSC00795.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457404197389345970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S7yYM_UeJLI/AAAAAAAABG4/HqJV4t1yCqo/s320/DSC00792.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EVERYONE! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO HOW IS MY NEW HAIRSTYLE WITH BANGS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PLEASE TAG ME TO COMMENT ON IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;IGH-SHTERI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-7269155004411797921?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/7269155004411797921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/7269155004411797921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/everyone-so-how-is-my-new-hairstyle.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S7yYNV_Jl-I/AAAAAAAABHA/HedFoPr_C1M/s72-c/DSC00795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-4202426064268740088</id><published>2010-04-04T14:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T14:29:20.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;说好听点，你找我这个&lt;em&gt;“前”&lt;/em&gt;女友帮忙。&lt;br /&gt;说难听点，我只不过是你交往的女生当中其中一个有利用价值的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;其实，有差吗？&lt;/em&gt;就看你喜欢哪种说法咯。&lt;/span&gt;&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/2476394761964460153-4202426064268740088?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4202426064268740088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4202426064268740088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_4535.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-2964790527093079009</id><published>2010-04-04T13:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T13:42:40.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;接受-梁靜茹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VwuYh2PcT3Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VwuYh2PcT3Q&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;仿佛想你一分钟&lt;br /&gt;你还陪在我左右&lt;br /&gt;还以为我们会开花结果&lt;br /&gt;我还记得玫瑰色天空&lt;br /&gt;却模糊了我们的脸孔&lt;br /&gt;很多的歌到底是什么内容&lt;br /&gt;仿佛已经自由&lt;br /&gt;下一个我变成风&lt;br /&gt;吹过你的脸孔差点失控&lt;br /&gt;回忆在愿里遗留的恨说&lt;br /&gt;我想我可以明白你所有的痛&lt;br /&gt;想让你知道我多&lt;br /&gt;觉得心言不由衷&lt;br /&gt;我们都接受&lt;br /&gt;一定是彼此不够成熟&lt;br /&gt;在爱情里分不了轻重&lt;br /&gt;诚实的过了头&lt;br /&gt;不能退后也无法向前走&lt;br /&gt;爱是一个自私的念头&lt;br /&gt;把寂寞消除的理由&lt;br /&gt;剩下的那些人都&lt;br /&gt;能记得多久&lt;br /&gt;仿佛已经自由&lt;br /&gt;下一个我变成风&lt;br /&gt;吹过你的脸孔差点失控&lt;br /&gt;回忆在愿里遗留的恨说&lt;br /&gt;我想我可以明白你所有的痛&lt;br /&gt;想让你知道我多&lt;br /&gt;我们都接受&lt;br /&gt;一定是彼此不够成熟&lt;br /&gt;在爱情里分不了轻重&lt;br /&gt;诚实的过了头&lt;br /&gt;不能退后也无法向前走&lt;br /&gt;爱是一个自私的念头&lt;br /&gt;把寂寞消除的理由&lt;br /&gt;剩下的那些人都&lt;br /&gt;能记得多久&lt;br /&gt;我们都接受&lt;br /&gt;一定是彼此不够成熟&lt;br /&gt;在爱情里分不了轻重&lt;br /&gt;诚实的过了头&lt;br /&gt;不能退后也无法向前走&lt;br /&gt;爱是一个自私的念头&lt;br /&gt;把寂寞消除的理由&lt;br /&gt;剩下的那些人都&lt;br /&gt;能记得多久&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-2964790527093079009?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/2964790527093079009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/2964790527093079009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-7802459211697772552</id><published>2010-04-02T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T23:52:14.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8K_Wt4gh1Lk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8K_Wt4gh1Lk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;楊丞琳 - 帶我走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;每次我總 一個人走&lt;br /&gt;交叉路口 自己生活&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這次你卻說帶我走 某個角落 就你和我&lt;br /&gt;像土壤抓緊花的迷惑 像天空纏綿雨的洶湧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在你的身後 計算的步伐每個背影每個場景 都有發過的夢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;帶我走 到遙遠的以後&lt;br /&gt;帶走我 一個人自轉的寂寞&lt;br /&gt;帶我走 就算我的愛 你的自由 都將成為泡沫&lt;br /&gt;我不怕 帶我走&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每次我總獨自遠走&lt;br /&gt;保持沉默 不皺眉頭&lt;br /&gt;這次你卻說一起走&lt;br /&gt;如此溫柔 從此以後&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;像土壤抓緊花的迷惑 像天空纏綿雨的洶湧&lt;br /&gt;在你的身後 計算的步伐每個背影每個場景&lt;br /&gt;都有發過的夢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;帶我走 到遙遠的以後&lt;br /&gt;帶走我 一個人自轉的寂寞&lt;br /&gt;帶我走 就算我的愛 你的自由 都將成為泡沫&lt;br /&gt;我不怕 帶我走&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;白茫留過漆黑盡頭&lt;br /&gt;潮汐襲來浪花顫動&lt;br /&gt;停在海岸結成了沫 哦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;成爲朝向草原其中&lt;br /&gt;又在傳來一滴彩虹&lt;br /&gt;刻在心中拍打著脈搏&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;帶我走 到遙遠的以後&lt;br /&gt;帶走我 一個人自轉的寂寞&lt;br /&gt;帶我走 就算我的愛 你的自由 都將成為泡沫&lt;br /&gt;我不怕 帶我走&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;帶我走 就算我的愛 你的自由 都將成為泡沫&lt;br /&gt;帶我走 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-7802459211697772552?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/7802459211697772552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/7802459211697772552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-96261451270594334</id><published>2010-04-01T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T23:14:25.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;你是否知道我的心痛; 显然的 你不知道&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I HATE I LOVE YOU)&lt;/span&gt;&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/2476394761964460153-96261451270594334?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/96261451270594334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/96261451270594334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-hate-i-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-5364549084114026304</id><published>2010-03-27T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T00:01:44.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE HIRAKU TO THE MAX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(fyi readers, he's not some big shot idol. just a normal person)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;HE ASKED FOR MY SKYPE ADDRESS!&lt;br /&gt;OHMYGOD.&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU BELIEVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;HE AUTO COME ASK ME IF I COULD TAKE A PHOTO WITH HIM :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; OH, TH BEST PART WAS, IM TH ONLY PERSON HE ASKED.&lt;br /&gt;IM SOOOOOOOO HONOURED LA PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE HIM SOOOO MUCH!! ♥♥♥♥♥&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/2476394761964460153-5364549084114026304?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/5364549084114026304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/5364549084114026304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-love-hiraku-to-max-fyi-readers-hes.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-4964321092707499933</id><published>2010-03-23T03:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T04:24:29.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>现在是半夜4点。听着音乐的我有点莫名的感伤。And suddenly just feel like blogging so here i am, sharing with you some MV too :) Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;羅志祥 - 我不會唱歌&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P8G8bBFp6FE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P8G8bBFp6FE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;梁靜茹-情歌&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7FiQV1-z06Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7FiQV1-z06Q&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;李玖哲 - 不,完美&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/enZ1R-uPqGY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/enZ1R-uPqGY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;劉力揚 ~ 眼淚笑了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3PecPGgm7L8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3PecPGgm7L8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-4964321092707499933?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4964321092707499933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4964321092707499933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/4and-suddenly-just-feel-like-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-4169810393054889354</id><published>2010-03-21T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T00:25:52.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450747790382537970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S6TyPG3_HPI/AAAAAAAABCA/DIMeqYpWZXo/s400/i-love-you-stx034%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If I could dream at all it would be about you. And I'm not ashamed of it."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IT'S MY OFF DAY TODAY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lol. but it's over. Went malaysia with parents today, bought a pair of slipper and another sandals, PINK sandals with ribbon and big jewels. GUESS WHAT?! I SAW CHARLES &amp;amp; HACTOR &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;AGAIN&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 2 CONSISTANT DAYS ;O Now im texting with Charles and telling him this: "&lt;em&gt;Lucky i never owe you money, if i owe you money then keep seeing you jitao suay dao siao.&lt;/em&gt;" LOL. ok, i've nothing more to say le. goodnights! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-4169810393054889354?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4169810393054889354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/4169810393054889354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-i-could-dream-at-all-it-would-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QGitnnG7yQs/S6TyPG3_HPI/AAAAAAAABCA/DIMeqYpWZXo/s72-c/i-love-you-stx034%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2476394761964460153.post-9166768735806930754</id><published>2010-03-20T00:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T00:00:31.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;19TH MARCH 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i778.photobucket.com/albums/yy65/amyjayne10/Black%20and%20White/e805201b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's no trust,&lt;br /&gt;No faith, no honesty in men; all perjured,&lt;br /&gt;All forsworn, all naught, all dissemblers.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, where's my man? give me some aqua vitae:&lt;br /&gt;These griefs, these woes, these sorrows make me old.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i promised ytd :) im blogging more often le. hahas. im so happy today! Liting babe texted me to say she's my daily reader :D im so shock and happy! i've got reader, at least one for now that i know of :) ok, i must stop before i get too smug at that. was working like usual today, damn, i was alone today la! like really A-L-O-N-E! =.- my dear jiaqi is @ tamp today, jasline is still in bangkok i guess, shiling officialy announced that she quit le D; (fyi, jasline and shiling played a part in my 3months working life ALSO.) im so bored today lor. lucky i got one good brother like benson to come accompany me almost whole day. oh,oh! and i made friends with th aunties working in th food fair infront of my stall. they ask me next time go compass find them, there's gonna be another food fair there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Maybe people like Aaron are hard to understand. At least i dont understand him, not even a lil. There's a saying: "Quarrels is another form of communication." Probably that suits me well enough, for now. Even now that things between me and him have became so wierd, he still kept in mind of my poor health and worry that im not eating enough, ask aunty to go his shop collect food from him and give it to me. I truely appreciate it all, 他为我做的，我都看在眼里。 但是那并不代表我接受了他，毕竟感激与感动≠爱情。I will never forget all that he've done, should there be a day whereby i can repay him, i will definitely do it! 谢谢你 Aaron，你是个很棒的男生，你一定会遇到与你匹配的女生的。 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, im off to watching my taiwan drama le. tml off day, like finally ;) OH YA! how could i forgotten to bring this matter up?&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;I MET CHARLES &amp;amp; HECTOR TODAY WHILE WORKING!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I was sooooo god-damn busy with my stocks, hair in a mess and there was this charles looking at me and "eh?" LOL. Wth, my whole hair untidy laaaaaa! :S &lt;strong&gt;Then they go eat and waited for me after work and i accompany them go smoke, then this 2 stupid ex-schoolmate was so fantastic to extent that they throw me ownself go mrt station and they happily go cine watch movie!&lt;/strong&gt; :( they asked me along but i didnt wanted to. AND i texted hector ask them they watch what movie he say: "you dont want watch dont ask, unless you now come down." WHAT LOR ;( nvm, they promised to jio me out on more normal timing next time :D im looking forward. But before that i needa arrange a meetup with my sisters first, they come before charles &amp;amp; hector, for sure :) LOL, just being random, charles and hector sounds good ley, better than charles and keith ;D LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BY TH WAY, THIS IS TH FOOD FAIR @ COMPASS. (as mention in 1st paragraph)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compass Point S.C - Atrium&lt;br /&gt;5th April - 18th April 2010&lt;br /&gt;(Selling Korea &amp;amp; Japanese Food &amp;amp; Tidbits)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MRT: Sengkang Station (Purple/North-East Line)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOODNIGHT HUMANS :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2476394761964460153-9166768735806930754?l=josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/9166768735806930754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2476394761964460153/posts/default/9166768735806930754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephine-officialblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Josephine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i778.photobucket.com/albums/yy65/amyjayne10/Black%20and%20White/th_e805201b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
