<?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-6278515</id><updated>2011-08-16T04:05:19.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>borin</title><subtitle type='html'>who?? dunno... make a guess...
                        
</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jaytee</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>552</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6278515.post-2050305114784916128</id><published>2010-11-18T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T23:36:27.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>seriously...we live in a world of bureaucracy... everything must be structured. from top to bottom.everyone must inform everyone...there must be a proper chain of command...risks must all be analyzed...if you're too young...and do not seem confident of your plans..you are shot down and frowned upon..if you're too young... and cant seem to answer qns by seniors in the field with years of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/2050305114784916128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/2050305114784916128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#2050305114784916128' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-2455876355870820553</id><published>2010-10-24T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T00:31:25.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>also, i jus finished helping out at a camp for smu a mod called ltb.they were doing a camp for the disabled... learning about how to interact with them...and i was the interpreter for the deaf..since if some of you do not know, i'm learning sign language...wow..it was REALLY difficult...thats because i'm so lousy...hahas..WILL IMPROVE!! i promise...and i did dining in the dark. with a deaf fren..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/2455876355870820553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/2455876355870820553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#2455876355870820553' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-207617048478923359</id><published>2010-10-24T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T00:29:00.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahas..its been a while since i've blogged..not i dunno whether youtube is a blessing or a curse..but i guess it made me realise what i truly like and enjoy -  music...seriously....i have seen so many aspiring musicians...good and bad ones..and there was one that inspired me back to doing music...the trouble is...its my country......its so hard.... to just do music...everyone places so much </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/207617048478923359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/207617048478923359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#207617048478923359' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-6558115385096859395</id><published>2010-08-29T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T23:51:24.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my dearest gm. you are the last one that i have.i have recently lost the other and i was deeply saddened by it.when my one and only gp died, i felt a loss. but not so much a loss as that of my gm..i miss her so much...truly the memories i have with her will be treasured dearly...to my dearest only gm left, i will cherish you with all my heart.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/6558115385096859395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/6558115385096859395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#6558115385096859395' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-2517576031242675108</id><published>2010-07-12T01:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T01:45:48.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>when i was born, i knew 4 of them.now 3 of them have gone and 1 of them is left...surely...time is catching up with me...somehow, when i think about them, the one that i truly miss is the one that jus left.how painful it is to know that you are waiting in there, waiting for their time to be up.waiting in the cold, uncomfortable sofa seats, outside where they lay.unable to be with them the entire </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/2517576031242675108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/2517576031242675108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#2517576031242675108' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-7454565105173619997</id><published>2010-05-19T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T22:03:23.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i had my first silent outing...it was an interesting experience.having to sign only...oh wells.it was rather fun.but still need to practice.heheh...hopefully will get better :D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/7454565105173619997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/7454565105173619997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#7454565105173619997' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-8685529690531625756</id><published>2010-05-10T01:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T01:34:49.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>how complicated life is...usually, when one gives adviceone does not do what one advises...eg. you advise others not to lie but you and lie yourself...seriously.hypocritical yea?oh wells...i'm tired...i'm tired of listening...i'm tired of giving advice...why does it seem that every week, you encounter a new trouble?why does it seem that every week, you have something that disturbs you...everyone </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/8685529690531625756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/8685529690531625756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#8685529690531625756' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-3713595236449818422</id><published>2010-05-09T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T00:09:43.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>imagine your entire life laid out for everyone to see..wouldnt that suck??the perils of internet...anyways...been thinking about my life and my passions and what i want to do in the future.honestly...i feel as if i'm like some sort of clay.easily mould-able, bendable to suit my group of frens or other influences...like tv....famous...etc...oh wells...its time to truly ask myself once again. and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/3713595236449818422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/3713595236449818422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#3713595236449818422' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-3219895813083064659</id><published>2010-05-04T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T00:10:37.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh wells...as i have said i'm confused as to my purpose in life.i have no direction. i am jus doing what i am doing.sighs...maybe i'm feeling distressed that people younger than me are doing so well in life?or is it a facade that i am imagining?doing what i like to do is definitely not easy...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/3219895813083064659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/3219895813083064659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#3219895813083064659' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-7470376069521189588</id><published>2010-04-27T02:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T02:33:00.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey myself.good job for finishing what you set out to do! hopefully you can truly balance your work-life.not working per se but it really kinda feels like it.hopefully it will truly be a good experience.anyways.felt accomplished.anyways..lately the same questions popped up again.wad motivates me?what is my purpose?what should i do?it really feels like a mid-life crisis....seriously...lols..oh </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/7470376069521189588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/7470376069521189588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#7470376069521189588' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-6683422584650381334</id><published>2010-04-26T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T00:23:06.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sighs..just finished work at star awards.the place was grand and nice! it was truly an experience but somehow it didnt feel the same...anyways...i dunno why but i keep feeling a bit uneasy...it was since i watched a particular local film which i think was truly memorableit truly depicted some real happenings in singapore. it really touched my heart.but i dunno why...till now i still feel uneasy..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/6683422584650381334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/6683422584650381334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#6683422584650381334' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-159719104235637216</id><published>2010-04-20T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T23:16:58.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey hey..its been a long time.. i dun think any1 reads anymore...hahas...oh wells....some ppl say that i look like stephen chow...that was fine until.....they said i looked like stephen lim...... like omg... cannot make it........anyways...i jus finished watching i not stupid.hahhahas....sry..i abit late eh??but anyways...it has very good singaporean themes in it...like the value of exams and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/159719104235637216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/159719104235637216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#159719104235637216' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-6166411981457269416</id><published>2010-03-14T12:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T12:52:03.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey...i guess it has been a long time since i wrote here.but since i took the link out of my msn nick, i dunno whether any1 still reads.but here goes.i'm distressed...stressed...and somewhat depressed.distressed because there is a situation that i do not know how to handle.like technically, its harrasment and i can lodge a police report for this.but i dun wan to do that becus of certain reasons </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/6166411981457269416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/6166411981457269416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#6166411981457269416' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-5088633046738242079</id><published>2009-09-24T01:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T01:39:10.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow.it has been a while yea.but i have been talking to a fren of mine which made me think so much.truly interesting...he said things that really touched my heart too..it all started from looking at his pictures in his mac...seriously...damn emo...aniwaes.the pictures were wen he went to cambodia (i think) cant really recall.so like he was doing cip work there and all.and there was this boy (who i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/5088633046738242079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/5088633046738242079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#5088633046738242079' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-3175102622486199543</id><published>2009-07-23T02:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T02:05:47.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>self fulfilling prophesy:-wad you say will come true or what you think will come true...seriously...people are trapped in their own self-fulfilling prophesies...the more you think or say or believe in wadeva u say, think or believe...it will come true...like now i'm giving tuition here and there...a conversation btw me and the kid today during tuition:kid: i really dunno how to do (acts lazily as</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/3175102622486199543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/3175102622486199543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#3175102622486199543' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-1353260573296988353</id><published>2009-03-25T13:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T13:15:53.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tell the truth...it hurts.dun tell the truth...it oso hurts.say wad u truly thinkg...it hurts..say wad e other person wans to hear...it hurts..wad to do?seriously.i oso dunno...i guess every1 in this world has parents.be it foster parents or wadeva kind.i know that every1 would want their parents to love them.for some.it seems that their parents are nvr around.when they reach home.their parents </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/1353260573296988353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/1353260573296988353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#1353260573296988353' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-2763612068942908002</id><published>2009-03-12T17:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T17:42:59.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dearest m,i know that you love me and b very very much.we both know that.we can see the effort that you haf done for both of usbut seriously.relax and give us some breathing roomthank you for your advice and guidance in living our lives.i'm pretty certain that we haf reached a certain age that we would like to discover things for ourself instead of being told things.we would like to experiment </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/2763612068942908002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/2763612068942908002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#2763612068942908002' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-730052961902338284</id><published>2009-01-29T15:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T15:38:48.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>signs of recession:- u notice ppl wif shorter hair (so that cut fewer times in the year)- u notice ppl eat half their lunch so that they save the rest for dinner- ppl call you out to go 'window' shopping instead of shopping- ppl call you on your hp using their house phone/office phone- use of more vouchers wen out shopping/eating- fewer supper gatherings</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/730052961902338284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/730052961902338284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#730052961902338284' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-1852583873320687965</id><published>2009-01-25T02:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T02:30:42.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>let me tell you a story:now there was a boy.he was like any other boy. he had a father and a mother and had a normal family.wen it came to gg to sch.his mother would wake him up particularly early so that he would be early for sch.most often than not,he would reach sch half an hour b4 it actually started.perhaps the mother was afraid that he would be late for sch and did not want him to be.so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/1852583873320687965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/1852583873320687965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#1852583873320687965' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-7038569378005846131</id><published>2008-12-09T14:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:37:17.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>thanks for caring...thanks for showing it so obviously...i know that your care and love me a lot...i can seriously see it...but it seems as though i'm like a small boy boy...i can take care of myself...you need not worry too much bout me...i can differentiate right from wrong..i have morals...i understand right and wrong...pls...i know you love me..so pls......................</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/7038569378005846131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/7038569378005846131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#7038569378005846131' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-35805478716540954</id><published>2008-12-08T03:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T03:21:06.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it has come to the point in my life where i'm thinking about life..many significant events in my life has passed...such as my mandatory schooling... and my mandatory ns has passed...surely 2009 will bring about its new sets of challengesand i was pondering bout some stuff...here are some 'resolutions' tat i haf made...as i have spent this late evening with my 2 groups of close frens...the '</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/35805478716540954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/35805478716540954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#35805478716540954' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-6508349451062447395</id><published>2008-12-01T01:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T02:02:44.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>was watchin on film art the show 'the girl who leapt thru time'i was wondering...if only we could turn back time...wad would you change first??and like in the show...you only had a certain number of times tat u can use the 'time leap'wad would be the significant points in your life that u wanna change??would it be your grades?? get full marks for the exam??would it be finding mending ur wrongs </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/6508349451062447395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/6508349451062447395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#6508349451062447395' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-2202034686870501830</id><published>2008-11-28T01:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T01:32:44.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>frens...so hard to become frens...so easy to lose our frenship...it takes time to nurture a frenship.ppl dont become frens overnight...ppl talk...realise they haf common interests...etc etc...and thats where frenship starts...i guess its not all the time that ppl become frens because of who u are...cus honestly...can you define who u actually are??i dunno lah actually...to lose a frenship...all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/2202034686870501830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/2202034686870501830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#2202034686870501830' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-5458899352550848005</id><published>2008-11-26T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T00:17:03.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow..i guess its been a long time...an update on my borin life.i've ord-ed.so i'm free...or so i think i am...just went jogging and i've been thinkin bout quite a lot of stuff...like certain events that happened during ns...this refers to where bulk of my ns liabilty was... (ie.my final posting)oh wells....i guess i can say tat i dun regret most of my actions...and i'm not going to apologise for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/5458899352550848005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/5458899352550848005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#5458899352550848005' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-6820811873027984537</id><published>2008-10-16T01:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T02:19:51.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>to all my dear muslim frens...selemat hari raya...maaf zahir dan batin...jus came back from jalan raya...my first jalan raya...15 october 2008 - the day that i jalan raya...my first ever jalan raya...whether i go again in the future i do not know...maybe someday i will find out...wad an interesting experience...i guess this made me wanna go explore the world...one of my craziest ideas...perhaps </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/6820811873027984537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/6820811873027984537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#6820811873027984537' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-8406037278085694065</id><published>2008-10-14T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T01:52:57.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you nvr realise how lucky u are until u lose the thing that u take for granted.......simple things.....objects..........people..........oh wells......life is truly interesting............there's so many facets to a person....his life...his background.......so much to know but there is so little time..........maybe i should go out into the world and like live out each culture for a year...maybe </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/8406037278085694065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/8406037278085694065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#8406037278085694065' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-6260456482348404530</id><published>2008-09-17T02:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T02:23:21.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've had this conversation wif a muslim fren.sorry dear fren.but wad you said really make me think about life.we were talking bout religion.as to how we got to that topic.i haf totally no idea.i guess its jus that we were talking about life as it is...anyways...i was askin him about religion and islamand his personal feelings towards it.i mean i guess that he was 'forced' or rather born into that</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/6260456482348404530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/6260456482348404530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#6260456482348404530' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-5744846570649348809</id><published>2008-09-17T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T00:39:18.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>first would like to begin by apologising...i realised how hypocritical i can be at times...or rather..very hypocritical i am...its always very very easy to judge others...its always easy to compare and make judgements...but we always forget to look upon ourselves.have u wondered.whether what u said bout others...you also are equally guilty??it jus dawned on me when i was havin a conversation wif </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/5744846570649348809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/5744846570649348809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#5744846570649348809' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-1869487827481299909</id><published>2008-09-10T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T01:13:27.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh wells.life's interesting...i dunno...i guess i'm clay...moulding myself to 'fit in' into the crowd or the ppl around me....dun really know who i truly am....in fact... i have like 'changed' like many many timesi dunno...am i doing the things because i wanna be like you guys?? or u peeps??or am i doing the things i wanna do purely because i wanna do them??why do i haf no opinion of my own???why</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/1869487827481299909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/1869487827481299909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#1869487827481299909' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-3946776763351358635</id><published>2008-09-02T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T00:32:41.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the truth behind all truths...the phrase came from an anime.hhahahsaoh wells.wad i really wanted to say is this:another phase of my life will start very very soonwhich means...another past phase of my life will slowly disappear.another group of frens i will lose....another train of memories and experiences will dissipate.as i ponder on this...the more i recall.i more i miss those past experiences</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/3946776763351358635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/3946776763351358635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#3946776763351358635' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-7169723656471667725</id><published>2008-08-27T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T01:09:49.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>some things ive learnt bout life......or in particular bout me i guess???truth be told... i guess we as humans like to compare...whatever we see... we compare and cross examine to ourselves...wadeva that we see other ppl are enjoying...we will compare..how come he can enjoy?? why am i not liddat too?why is he slacking and doing the wrong things but does not get caught..but wen i slack and do smth</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/7169723656471667725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/7169723656471667725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#7169723656471667725' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-6981114047378591491</id><published>2008-08-22T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T21:10:33.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its hard to live life the way you want it to be.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/6981114047378591491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/6981114047378591491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#6981114047378591491' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-3892589157928928232</id><published>2008-07-23T02:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T02:42:40.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its a 'dog eat dog' world.seriously...i have never seen so much backstabbing in my life and it really sucks.i dunno wad it'll really be like wen i go work in the future....seriously................the case of ppl recognising some ppl instead of other's effort is really getting to meit really goes to show...why?why? why should i put in effort wen i dun get recognised??why should i put in effort </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/3892589157928928232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/3892589157928928232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#3892589157928928232' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-7042389247320997869</id><published>2008-07-18T07:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T07:06:47.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a figurehead:someone who is the head of a group or company, in title but actually has no real authority or responsibility.that is wad i am now.congrats to me for chosing this so-called 'all-wanted' posting.sighs.congrats.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/7042389247320997869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/7042389247320997869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#7042389247320997869' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-4389592986877966813</id><published>2008-07-15T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T09:57:13.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its been a long time and here's another sad yet angsty entry....i've lost the will to do well.i honestly cant be bothered also.i say, dun listen.i scold, dun listen.i say nicely with sweets by the side, dun listen.in the end, ppl on top scold me sayin why i nvr tell them.WHEN I DID!!!some ppl on top say i too nice...ppl on top say i too good...sighs.i have seriously no comments.......i do have my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/4389592986877966813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/4389592986877966813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#4389592986877966813' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-7134432534620052987</id><published>2008-05-21T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T23:23:30.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am wad i call a floater/modelling clay.its interestin how some ppl have a so called 'constant' set of frens that they hang around wiffor me...it seems that i dun haf.or rather everybody seems so busy.i feel...rather lonely...or rather detached also...i feel like i'm living a life that doesnt exist.or trying to live a life that i kinda want but know that i will nvr have.i like doing wad you guys</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/7134432534620052987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/7134432534620052987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#7134432534620052987' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-5126905743623366726</id><published>2008-04-09T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T22:40:17.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lemme share with you a story.there was a time when people travelled by footthe richer ones travelled by animal, namely the horse or donkeyduring that time, there lived a man and his sonthey decided one day to move house and so they bought a donkeythe man, being the father let his son ride the donkey firstso they travelledwhile they travelled, people past by and made this comment'the boy is so not</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/5126905743623366726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/5126905743623366726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#5126905743623366726' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-1395079394791342326</id><published>2008-03-21T21:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T21:50:54.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm trying to live my life.but it seems as tho someone is living it for me.my life is planned out by some1 else.for me only to follow... sighs...restrictions.its hard for a chinese to fit into a malay culture.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/1395079394791342326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/1395079394791342326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#1395079394791342326' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-7620328163147084525</id><published>2008-03-03T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T20:40:50.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i dun like change.after having gone thru so much wif you.its jus different.i jus cant seem to let go.maybe after a few months new bonds will forgeand i will forget you.but i highly doubt iti'm seriously so affected.i dunno whyanyways.heres to my frens whom i miss so much.i miss ya.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/7620328163147084525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/7620328163147084525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#7620328163147084525' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-693642189734047705</id><published>2008-02-24T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T23:30:26.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>practice wad you preach...i'm a hypocrite.i dunno lah.i dunno how to communicate to her.so many conflicting things....sighs.i think i have matured prematurely.it sucks.how i wish i had no responsibilites.maybe being a follower is a good thing.leadership has its price.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/693642189734047705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/693642189734047705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#693642189734047705' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-8527861126625733363</id><published>2008-02-18T23:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T23:29:14.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm jealous of you guys.seriously...sometimes.i love you guysbut sometimes i hate you.sighs.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/8527861126625733363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/8527861126625733363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#8527861126625733363' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-8615715473088280356</id><published>2008-02-12T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T16:19:32.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>in the meantime.i reckon its time to make a new mask.a mask for ns.a constantly smiling face.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/8615715473088280356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/8615715473088280356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#8615715473088280356' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-291686657862227398</id><published>2008-02-12T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T16:15:59.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>people always say that this blog sounds so depressing.yea i guess it is.i always put wad i feel sad about in here wad.sheesh.maybe for once lemme put both good and bad in one post yea?the good side:i thought that i'll have a normal ns lifeie.army-friday book out, sun book in.the usual life like most other ppl are going thrulil did i expect myself to fall into oct.to b nspi.hahas.for those that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/291686657862227398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/291686657862227398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#291686657862227398' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-7897238539650536928</id><published>2008-01-30T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T00:05:40.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i give up! sometimes.honestly...i really wanna be an 'sc'if you understand wad i mean anyways.your life is so easy.you come to work.you work and slug out for like 8 hours?or maybe less if you rest a bit here and there?you finish.no responsibilities.no need to make decisions.no need to crack your brains.no need to ...the list continues.sometimes i wish i was an 'sc'perhaps i could have more 'frens</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/7897238539650536928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/7897238539650536928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#7897238539650536928' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-1982999337998864297</id><published>2008-01-15T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T01:16:55.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>they say wen you've got moneyyour life is very niceyou ask for simple lifethey give you a screwed up life.i dont wanna lead a rich man's lifei jus wanna lead a simple life.......like seriously.i jus wanna lead a simple life.yes its good to be financially stable.i wanna be financially stable.but i dun wanna be rich.or i dun wanna live a life that makes me look like i'm rich.sighs.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/1982999337998864297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/1982999337998864297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#1982999337998864297' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-5354527285709859993</id><published>2008-01-10T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T22:11:09.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its hard to meet up old frens.schedules clash and its truly difficult meet upits only with the ppl that share the same timetable wif youthat you truly bond wif them.but..sometimes.something immaterial, something on shoulders jus separates me from them.hahas...ppl always sayRHIP = rank has its priviledges...true..it does.. but i think rank jus separates ppl even more.sighs.hard sial.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/5354527285709859993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/5354527285709859993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#5354527285709859993' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-5314012539049755854</id><published>2008-01-07T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T23:18:32.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ppl usually say...memories will fade away...for me... i hope that they will always stay...photos help to restore those fun times that i had wif you all.new place... new experiences... new fun times...i hope they stay always too.pls dun go.but before i rarely see you peeps.lemme say once again.it was fun those times that we shared.thank you for spending those times wif me.i hope u had an equally </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/5314012539049755854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/5314012539049755854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#5314012539049755854' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-4349175543050281536</id><published>2007-12-22T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T23:52:02.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>change is such a weird thingat one moment u dislike  it...later u realise that you are grateful for the change.so how????as i ponder about my past.its sad...  i miss my old daysfor one i miss secondary sch days.it was really rather fun!!following which i entered jc.then i realised that i had almost as much as fun as i had in sec sch.so for one moment i hated change but in the end it was not as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/4349175543050281536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/4349175543050281536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#4349175543050281536' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-367273746670604214</id><published>2007-12-06T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T23:26:24.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>seriously.know your limits dude.wens like ppl are serious wif you,pls be serious backit jus breaks the atmosphere wen ur incongruent to the situation.somemore.its plain irritating and seriously pisses me off wen u keep doing the soh thingyoh.because u soh wad.oh you're soh wad.yes.i know you're joking and all.BUT its DAMN F-ING IRRITATING!!sometimes.the clown has to disappear and mr serious has </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/367273746670604214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/367273746670604214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#367273746670604214' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-2282621234415017447</id><published>2007-11-20T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T19:13:22.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm sianed.....i'm guessing its because i'm clingy.dun like change...post-change syndrome.it felt the same after o's...similar to after a'sperhaps even after bmt...but why does this one seem the worst??feelings of attachment?then suddenly the loss of it.sighs...sianed...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/2282621234415017447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/2282621234415017447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#2282621234415017447' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-2113258709092435906</id><published>2007-11-18T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T00:30:42.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so many new experiences.so many new things.every1 is busy.every1 has their own new frens.oh wells.its jus ppl going thru different phases of their life and how they react.for me...i dun really like change.but sometimes...i jus have to live wif it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/2113258709092435906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/2113258709092435906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#2113258709092435906' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-6405001323003123846</id><published>2007-11-12T20:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T20:51:04.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh wells.a new beginning.a new anticipation.a new found nervousness.a new found collegues.its all nice and cool.i hope it stays this way.i still miss my old oct waysand hope to relive them once again.goodbye my dear peaked caphello to my new blue beretgoodbye to my no.3 and bush jackethello to my no.4goodbye hush puppieshellow to bootstruly.its a new experience.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/6405001323003123846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/6405001323003123846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#6405001323003123846' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-7014360699562969636</id><published>2007-11-08T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T21:09:22.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>any1 wants a new son?or any1 wanna swap parents for a day?maybe i'll learn to appreciate mine after thatseriously.i wanna run away</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/7014360699562969636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/7014360699562969636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#7014360699562969636' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-2657616063642376012</id><published>2007-11-08T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T13:27:28.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm in a post hk moodmaybe i didnt shop enuf there.hahas..oh wellsi wanna shop more!!and funny that i dreamt bout going hk again.hahas</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/2657616063642376012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/2657616063642376012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#2657616063642376012' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-2456360727165108694</id><published>2007-10-26T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T00:54:41.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>now that its nearing the end.i'm becoming glad.its rather stressful to be witholding so much infoand at the same time like be restricted in what i can or cannot sayin front of ppl, i cannot say certain things.most often than not, it is with regards to bad thingsit really pains me to have to keep quiet about it.now that its the end.i think i can freely breathe.i am no more privy to these </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/2456360727165108694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/2456360727165108694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#2456360727165108694' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-833936482052088919</id><published>2007-10-14T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T00:51:37.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my my my...i didnt expect to meet you there.but oh wells i guess i did.you have grown so muchand have become very pretty:Dit really brings back a lot of memoriesand they were truly great ones:Dsometimes i wish i can jus turn back time to relive those timesoh wells.its great to know that you're doing welland hope to see you once again.do take caremy dear lil sis.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/833936482052088919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/833936482052088919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#833936482052088919' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-87748578035152752</id><published>2007-10-10T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T00:04:51.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm getting more confusedsomehow the feelin from wad u are saying is not very positive.i hope i'm like not over analysing or being too sensitive?i dunno.it jus seems like...i dun wanna say it.but yea.i now dunno wad u wan.i dunno wad i want now.am i about to give up?maybe.......................................</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/87748578035152752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/87748578035152752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#87748578035152752' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-4251521798362279309</id><published>2007-10-09T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T23:17:09.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh wells.lifes the samei guess its my facei seem such a good boy...actually..i wanna rebel!!i really wanna...living an uber sheltered life does not teach ur childrenthe subtleties of life.i believe in nurture...give me room to breathe...until u give me a reason to stop.lemme do me thing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/4251521798362279309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/4251521798362279309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#4251521798362279309' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-3828086764395114814</id><published>2007-10-09T04:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T05:01:03.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmmm.maybe i said too much.somehow it seems that i give in too easily.talk about prying open to see my life.its more like handing on a silver platter.anyways.wad is said.is said.i cant take back my words.oh wells.i think i'm attention seekin too.psps... for sorta showing you my 'dark' life.my apologies</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/3828086764395114814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/3828086764395114814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#3828086764395114814' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-8877709175717121528</id><published>2007-10-05T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T00:36:32.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dear frens...i hate change.i dun think anybody likes change.sometimes i hope that things may jus stay status quo.true true.you win some and you lose someyou gain some real good experiences with good frens.but at the same time you realise that you lose these  good experiences in the near future.i hope that ns would not make our frenship be fleeting and transient.let it stay strong.tho i may sound </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/8877709175717121528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/8877709175717121528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#8877709175717121528' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-59784138352229761</id><published>2007-10-01T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T12:06:43.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm getting confused...its like weird for me if you know wad i mean.i jus duno...i'm placed in a weird situation...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/59784138352229761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/59784138352229761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#59784138352229761' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-8867314533005533303</id><published>2007-09-08T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T00:30:14.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>'branded' schools vs neighbourhood schoolsthese are several observations that i gather.for one.i may be wrong.but this is jus was i perceiveperception is always biased.so forgive me.anyways.i come from a so-called 'branded' school.1. kids in branded schools dun seem to have long-lasting frenships as those in neighbourhood schsperhaps its because they 'brand' their friends perhaps??or maybe in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/8867314533005533303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/8867314533005533303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#8867314533005533303' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-3549352386740453723</id><published>2007-09-06T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T16:04:39.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>before obs we were close.jus before i left of obs... i was worried for u...you didnt seem to ok before i left which jus made things worse.the 12 days in ubin made me worried and sianed...really did miss ya during those days.interestingly...the 12 days that we were apart.made us grow closer together :D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/3549352386740453723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/3549352386740453723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#3549352386740453723' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-8689037797939282556</id><published>2007-09-06T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T11:13:54.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>finally:D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/8689037797939282556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/8689037797939282556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#8689037797939282556' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-5520225694159069486</id><published>2007-08-19T20:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T20:24:05.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>self-reflection:i guess i do things so that ppl can/might notice meperhaps its called wayang.maybe i jus wan attention...i like companyi like loneliness.i'm a living paradox</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/5520225694159069486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/5520225694159069486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#5520225694159069486' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-6848334832391942786</id><published>2007-08-19T17:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T17:41:34.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i dunno</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/6848334832391942786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/6848334832391942786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#6848334832391942786' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-9043395454747847612</id><published>2007-08-19T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T00:17:11.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>emo?retarted?idiotic?fucked up?fake?yea. i am</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/9043395454747847612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/9043395454747847612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#9043395454747847612' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-9202008461879036332</id><published>2007-08-19T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T00:15:40.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm deciding to step down.any1 wants chairman-ship?hurry your appeals to me:Dthx:D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/9202008461879036332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/9202008461879036332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#9202008461879036332' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-6990598293776882277</id><published>2007-08-18T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T00:14:03.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have put on all my clothes and am ready to leave my housetill i realise that i have one last thing to put on... my mask.i have created for myself a new mask; the police maskfake.psuedo.not real.yes.i'm totally a fake.if you say that you understand me...i can honestly tell you...i dun even understand myself.how can you? if u do...pls enlighten me.new masks everyday. the thickness of each growing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/6990598293776882277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/6990598293776882277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#6990598293776882277' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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://bp2.blogger.com/_dAQO26HBCVw/RscZTBrxuNI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MGX1W2x25jA/s72-c/mask.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6278515.post-7346413189666713782</id><published>2007-08-05T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T22:17:24.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you 2 will never understand..it seems that both of you always jus DUN get it...i say A. you say i say B.i say i want A. you say i want B.omg...please try to listen can?maybe i'm being too sensitive or not sensitive to their feelingsmaybe ns has truly taken me away from them and perhaps they wanna spend more time wif meor maybe they wan me to slp in air-con?sighs...sometimes...pampering is not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/7346413189666713782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/7346413189666713782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#7346413189666713782' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-671213752225809675</id><published>2007-07-28T02:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T02:00:49.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>konfused.i dunno wad to do</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/671213752225809675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/671213752225809675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#671213752225809675' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-8566049522431720748</id><published>2007-07-27T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T22:33:16.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey my dear frens... there's so much that we have shared together.i hope conflicts will not bring us further apart but rather closer together.confide in each other ok? and resolve all disputes amicably...guys...we have been good frens for too long already...sorrie for the others who aint in the pic...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/8566049522431720748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/8566049522431720748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#8566049522431720748' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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://bp1.blogger.com/_dAQO26HBCVw/RqoBu_em8SI/AAAAAAAAAAU/MTd-Bks9zyI/s72-c/best+frens.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6278515.post-7415619067858929550</id><published>2007-07-26T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T20:29:15.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dear frens,my face may perpetually be like this but that doesnt always mean that i'm sad.mayber perhaps i'm saddened by something.but no  worries i'll be fine yea? anyways... depression has somehow seemed to be a constant in my lifecheers all</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/7415619067858929550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/7415619067858929550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#7415619067858929550' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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://bp1.blogger.com/_dAQO26HBCVw/RqiTNfem8RI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8-pE1YyEOuY/s72-c/depression_face.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6278515.post-7787960880624038776</id><published>2007-07-14T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T00:42:05.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sword of honoursword of merit...true it would be nice to get thembut if i were to get them because of certain circumstancesplease...give it to others more deserving.thanks...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/7787960880624038776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/7787960880624038776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#7787960880624038776' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-203225064325931530</id><published>2007-07-14T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T00:31:47.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it seemed so easy to study in schoolit seemed so easy to pass in schoolbut now its so difficult...perhaps its jus me :(i'm not meant for big things.or perhaps.i'm jus not meant for bigger things.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/203225064325931530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/203225064325931530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#203225064325931530' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-698395125420762077</id><published>2007-07-03T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T21:41:23.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>'do your best and have no regrets'william hungby virtue of my status...much is expected of mesometimes.i jus cant meet those expectations.i live by this above maxim...that i will always try my best...by that way...no one can fault meand i myself have no regrets wadsoeverso sorry my dear superior,if i did not live up to your expectations.i will do my level best!i promise.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/698395125420762077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/698395125420762077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#698395125420762077' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-2415818681859767567</id><published>2007-07-01T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T12:11:47.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mom: boy its time to go home.boy: mom. i wanna stay here. i wanna stay and finish church servicemom: BOY... ITS TIME TO GO HOME!! grabs boy's arm and attempts to drag him out of the hallboy: NO! i wanna stay here mom. i wanna stay here.this is a scenario that i have observed during church.its touchin to see how small children are so committed and stuff.why cant we adults do the same? to long for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/2415818681859767567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/2415818681859767567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#2415818681859767567' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-3993868828438695450</id><published>2007-07-01T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T00:27:49.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>eq = emotional intelligence quotientit is the ability, capacity, or skill to perceive, assess, and manage the emotions of one's self, of others, and of groups-wikipedialeadership or leaderessentially.its some1 that leadshow some1 leads is subjective.. one can be a hilter while others can be like Jesus or even Gandi.its personal.like seriously.every1 is human.every1 has different limits.every1 has</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/3993868828438695450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/3993868828438695450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#3993868828438695450' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-6698407895078061809</id><published>2007-06-23T02:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T03:00:52.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>juniors have now become seniors. :Dyay...like finally...3months have passed and i have like 4+ months to go...sians.but ok lah.jia you to me!! LOL</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/6698407895078061809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/6698407895078061809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#6698407895078061809' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-3848538497583918950</id><published>2007-05-27T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T00:55:24.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>who likes scolding?so pls.so screaming.its really not nice.we're trying our bestso stop making us feel badbut shouting into our faces.thx once again.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/3848538497583918950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/3848538497583918950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#3848538497583918950' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-6333089750825341006</id><published>2007-05-13T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T00:12:38.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>who am i?the ga-zillion time i've like asked myself that man.the mask has indeed grown thicker.maybe i'm jus a hollow in disguise.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/6333089750825341006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/6333089750825341006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#6333089750825341006' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-2254533888590926799</id><published>2007-05-11T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T20:02:31.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh wells.looks like everything seemed to go rather ok i guess.oh wells.sometime i shouldnt reveal too much detail.everything is getting more serious and work load is piling uphope i can manage:Dtake care chairman!! :D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/2254533888590926799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/2254533888590926799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#2254533888590926799' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-8610507637856740990</id><published>2007-05-05T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T12:48:48.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>spare the rod, spoil the childtrue??no one should be called stupidor scolded stupid.its jus not nice.sometimes the soft apporach does work.maybe you can try that sometime soon dude.instead of kicking and screaming.its only makes enemies man.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/8610507637856740990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/8610507637856740990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#8610507637856740990' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-6594967005481284768</id><published>2007-05-01T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T18:18:07.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a futile attempt...walking along the same path to find my pastonly to realise that it was no longertrying so hard to recall all my past memoriesonly to find that they have been replacedhow long more before i forget you dear fren?how long more till it expires?walking the same roadis a futile attempt.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/6594967005481284768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/6594967005481284768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#6594967005481284768' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-278550638227171078</id><published>2007-04-28T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T02:20:56.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fat.fat.fat.you will definitely get fat.fit.fit.fit.you will surely be unfit.fat.fit.fat.sighs...need to jump more!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/278550638227171078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/278550638227171078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#278550638227171078' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-6844263919535420997</id><published>2007-04-22T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T19:07:35.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its a beautiful day!!!another week...another time...but same place...sighs...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/6844263919535420997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/6844263919535420997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#6844263919535420997' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-5575513901181073489</id><published>2007-04-15T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T01:27:27.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>stress awaits me...i can feel it piling on me...but really good to be the head??i doubt it...sometimes it may be bad...slack is no longer in my vocab</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/5575513901181073489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/5575513901181073489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#5575513901181073489' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-2417547829939670661</id><published>2007-04-14T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T10:39:25.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sighs.i'm tasked wif something that i may not be able to copeeveryone thinks that i can do itbut i'm not sure that i can handle.the new responsibility...the new obligations...oh wells...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/2417547829939670661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/2417547829939670661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#2417547829939670661' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-1339076166087461078</id><published>2007-04-07T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T11:47:21.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>life begins at 40...i dun think so</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/1339076166087461078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/1339076166087461078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#1339076166087461078' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-3792877426152207477</id><published>2007-04-01T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T17:54:22.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>another new life.a new group of frens.a new way of life..wif many challenges ahead...how i wish i can turn back timeand re-live my life againto enjoy the frenships once hadand hope that these frenships will forever be...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/3792877426152207477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/3792877426152207477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#3792877426152207477' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-1125073937817882790</id><published>2007-03-25T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T23:14:02.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its the beginning of a new beginning.oh wells.i hope that my posting is correct.will treasure the times that i had!!indeed:D if u guys need army stuff..COME LOOK FOR ME!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/1125073937817882790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/1125073937817882790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#1125073937817882790' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-7022209489466194147</id><published>2007-03-25T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T01:34:58.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a new life awaits and i dunno wad to expect.some say i also got confinement...so andy... dun get too angry bout my posting.and also. my training phase is as long as yours.perhaps longer also... u nvr know.sighs. oh wells. i accept my posting wif gladness anyways.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/7022209489466194147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/7022209489466194147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#7022209489466194147' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-2209662428487725935</id><published>2007-03-24T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T23:11:51.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>finally.i went jogging or running.wa lao!!i almost died...seriously.i'm beat.for such a short distance.omg.i'm really unfit.but glad i finally ran.sighs.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/2209662428487725935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/2209662428487725935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#2209662428487725935' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-150445740771256318</id><published>2007-03-23T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T22:53:32.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today wasnt really exciting for me.ppl got their wanted postings while others didntwell.life isnt that sweet aft all.top 3 comments toward me were:(1) FUCK U!!(2) SHIT U!!(3) u lucky.....sighs.anything more encouragin?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/150445740771256318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/150445740771256318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#150445740771256318' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-1231409788403384817</id><published>2007-03-21T00:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T00:29:27.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh wells.wad is there to say??i applied to university...i applied for scholarship...i hope i get it.seriously...i cant wait to end wad i'm doing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/1231409788403384817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/1231409788403384817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#1231409788403384817' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-3258693166602738733</id><published>2007-03-21T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T00:29:25.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh wells.wad is there to say??i applied to university...i applied for scholarship...i hope i get it.seriously...i cant wait to end wad i'm doing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/3258693166602738733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/3258693166602738733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#3258693166602738733' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-8247366198140511842</id><published>2007-03-20T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T00:53:00.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>if onlyif only things didnt endone may not need to feel remorseif only things didnt happenone may not have to suffer the consequencesif only life remained as it isi definitely will feel happierif only everything remained the way everyone likes it to beeveryone will feel happierif only i entered another companyi would not have met outstanding companionsif only...so many 'if only's but so much </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/8247366198140511842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/8247366198140511842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#8247366198140511842' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-8692931629390260744</id><published>2007-03-19T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T01:26:11.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>human nature.i think every1 is innately selfish.i think that way of myself tooso matter how godly we may act, or how helpful we may seem.i think we do those things jus because it benefits us in some way or another.like seriously... have u helped some1 out of pure kindness??i look back and ponder and really wonder...i dun think i have...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/8692931629390260744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/8692931629390260744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#8692931629390260744' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-2681051421166452435</id><published>2007-03-18T00:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T00:32:31.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>emo meter - over the charts</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/2681051421166452435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/2681051421166452435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#2681051421166452435' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</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-6278515.post-7304611199782532551</id><published>2007-03-18T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T00:32:12.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its the dawn of the new beginning.BMTC is finally over for me.wad lies ahead of me is unclear.i jus have to wait and be surethat i may or may not likewhere i'm about to go.miss viper4</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/7304611199782532551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6278515/posts/default/7304611199782532551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jt-me.blogspot.com/index.html#7304611199782532551' title=''/><author><name>jaytee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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