<?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-7088264183479873601</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:36:21.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE ME.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-5488111490057369177</id><published>2009-05-08T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:21:49.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone just needs to be HEARD.</title><content type='html'>Scenario 1: TRYING/ATTEMPTING real hard to understand and grasp the gist of a really hard chapter in the managerial econs and here comes someone, walking into your room talking away, illustrating some incident that she came across that really pissed her off. Despite the fact that I wasn't keen on listening(&lt;em&gt;not at all&lt;/em&gt;) and she totally missed my annoyed face. (ok. that's my mom.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario 2: The hardworking granny, cleaning the house. She brings the mop into the room, and started mopping away at somewhere REALLY CLOSE to you while you were mugging. and she starts telling you stories that took place nearly 5 decades ago, remembering every single detail even down to the crack on the wall in her house back in china.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sparks something in me. Occassionally, you just wish that someone is there to listen to you, even for once. Not doing anything at that moment and just CONCENTRATING on whatever that you will say. and you, willing to contribute, to pour your woes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking how sad it would be you know. When you have all the unhappy stuff all bottomed up, it just keeps building on, gets fuller by the day. Up to some point, when it's at the brim, you just break down. Like major breakdown and that would be really scary. I guess that also accounts for some of the patients opposite my block. Well what I'm trying to say is, don't ever wait for that day to come! Do something about it. Talk to someone, communication is the basis of any kind of realationship. and once it's all out, it feels REALLY GOOD. Like you a totally new changed person better than before. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really thankful that I have friends who will be there for me. To listen to my grumbles and offer their advice or simple... just being there for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Just being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no need for comforting words, no need to think of tricks to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just simply being there to offer a shoulder, a listening ear or even a hug will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's a big thanks to you MICHELLE TAN, ALL MY LOVELY FRIENDS &amp;amp; of course MY ULTRA COOL MUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Updates:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;YES. 1 down 3 more to go! Next week is the ultimate killer weeeeeekkkkkkkkkkk. ME and MACRO, 2 combo at ONE GO. Way to go FJJ! The comforting part is, I have endlesss parties packed to the brim till the end of the month to keep me going. Yes. Attending parties even though I'm in the midst of exams. Taking the big risk as it's all 21st birthday parties. It's such an important stage in life, there's no way I'm missing it! Afterall, I'm just risking the dinner hours. Rush there late, eat, talk,mingle then rush home. LOL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm way into some cool retro songs recently. They keep me going!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Songs like: Come on Eileen, Sweet Child O Mine, Mysterious Girl, How far is heaven, Suddenly I see, Cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-5488111490057369177?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/5488111490057369177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=5488111490057369177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/5488111490057369177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/5488111490057369177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2009/05/everyone-just-needs-to-be-heard.html' title='Everyone just needs to be HEARD.'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-8339744551059711440</id><published>2009-04-26T02:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T02:29:31.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet suffering.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;YUP. It's that time of the year again! Examination dates drawing nearer and nearer, time SPEEDS through when you want it to crawl. HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same environment(not situation!), lots more to study, HUMID HOT weather, pressure building up. As usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that is lacking, is the C-O-M-P-L-A-I-N-T-S. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yup. I'm not complaining this year!!!! Having realised that this is the 2nd last time I get to enjoy the life of a student. (Final year coming sept) I really need to just ENJOY and EMBRAcE the whole process! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence the title of sweet sufferings, hee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still the midnight cramming, missing lots of going out, the discipline to stay home and mug. It's tough at times but I take it ALL IN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Can't wait for the end of my papersssss! Was sooooooooooo worried initially that exam dates will EAT into my 21st. but NOPE!!!!! I'm looking forward to the smell of FREEDOM on 20th May. That's when I get to meetup with all my dearies. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I will WORK HARD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MISSING ALL MY FRIENDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;loves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;FJJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-8339744551059711440?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/8339744551059711440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=8339744551059711440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/8339744551059711440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/8339744551059711440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2009/04/sweet-suffering.html' title='Sweet suffering.'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-4345248991676818298</id><published>2009-03-24T14:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T14:50:44.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 ways to HAPPINESS.</title><content type='html'>I'm one who strongly believes in self-awakening process, firmly believeing in inspirational messages and quotes to motivate and encourage myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this note that my srjc form teacher (also my FAVOURITE form teacher EVER :)))))) ) She loves to write notes of encouragement to us, her form class. There's one that she wrote among the many several that I always bring along with me. It's in my daily journal.&lt;br /&gt;It says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Awakening.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Compassionate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Give hope in times when you feel there is none in sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Motivate yourself and stimulate self-improvement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be sensitive and tap into your own versitility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, it seems that recently I've met some setbacks. and yes the Little-miss-happy-silin WAS feeling sad for awhile. But well if you know her ENOUGH, hahaha, she bounces back pretty quickly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and what's the remedy you may ask?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across the 10 ways to happiness on the sunday papers (the chinese one) and coincidentally, many of the things mentioned was what I have always been DOING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here goes: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 ways to HAPPINESS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do not be angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;don't get into fights, don't quarrel. Instead, thrash it out, talk over the issue CALMLY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(that's SO ME. I don't even remember when was the last time I got angry. HAHA! I prefer to reason things out.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. To share the best things that happened each day with your love ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;ME! I just love to share all the interesting incidents with all my love ones like almost immediately. HAHA. And for some reasons, there's always interesting things going on around me!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. LAUGH OUT LOUD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(HAHA! I'm easily tickled. I just laugh at the slightest silliest things. and it always feels good. Hearty laughter, it just totally brightens up my day!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do more *cough cough* with your partner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Well, I have nothing to contribute!! LOL)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Listen to your favourite songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;I must thank my friends for this. Si Lin is blessed with lovely friends who always share their songs with her!! This totally works wonder on me! When I'm bored, I need a chirpy and strong bass song to inject some enthusiasm in me. When I need to relax and just STONE out after too much work/studying, the soothing voices of Olivia Ong etc totally shed the burden off my shoulders. AND AND AND, movie OSTS, it reminds me of the sweet scenes from that particular movie!! )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Put down all your burdens before moving on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;( I believe in giving each case/problem a proper verdict. Whenever I'm being put in this kind of situation, yes I'll dwell in the sorrows for a short while. Then I'll think through and I'll always try to put myself in another angle to look at the problem, there's always something to bring away frm it. Be it a precious lesson or some positive thoughts that you have never notice before.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Say the magic word: I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Haha. No need to explain too much. I always tell my love ones how much I LOVE THEM! Express my love THAT openly. hee. You have to you know, cause I don't want to regret only :) when it's too late. )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Give Hugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;( I once read this somewhere, that humans were created with extended hands so as to give HUGS. Give hugs to love ones, embrace a hug sincerely. That always makes me feel good. Haha. It's like an assurance, the shelter after all the storms that you've been through.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Cheer someone up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;( Help to brighten up someone's day! There have been a report that says that people generally feels happier when they spend $$ on others. Stop by a bookshop to get a card or note or a small little gift for your friend! WHAT are you waiting for?! SHOWER ME WITH GIFTS! hee.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Occasionally, flip through your old photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I do that sometimes, to look at the photos. They capture the moment you see. My happy childhood, my old house, my carefree primary school days, secondary and JC too. and also people and places that no longer exist. The only way that they truly stay is in those photos and the wonderful memories that will always be in my heart. :) )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so here you have it. The 10 ways to happier days! Haha. According to me, there are actually more than 10 ways you know, I feel that all these just serves as a direction. Ultimately, it's down to the individual, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;. How you choose to live your life each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've chosen mine! :)))))))))))))))))))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;FJJ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-4345248991676818298?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/4345248991676818298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=4345248991676818298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/4345248991676818298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/4345248991676818298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2009/03/10-ways-to-happiness.html' title='10 ways to HAPPINESS.'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-3985554823874649804</id><published>2009-03-18T03:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T03:07:11.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss my "WeWillBeFriendsForeverJustYouWaitAndSee" Friends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/Sb_z8NsggqI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ejqBE42KVM4/s1600-h/My+friends+for+life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314234301114516130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/Sb_z8NsggqI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ejqBE42KVM4/s400/My+friends+for+life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's always in moments like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the cramming for exams period begins, I miss my friends. Perhaps it's always in times like this where memories of our O'level cramming sessions float into my mind. How we would always send smses to encourage each other, NOT TO GIVE UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear friends, I know we are going through the same at the moment. (although you will all end earlier than me and Yanen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NONEtheless, let's preservere! We can do it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this also goes out to the the MEANIE ACCOUNTANT, jiayou! and no matter what, just know that I'll be here k. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-3985554823874649804?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/3985554823874649804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=3985554823874649804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/3985554823874649804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/3985554823874649804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-miss-my-wewillbefriendsforeverjustyou.html' title='I miss my &quot;WeWillBeFriendsForeverJustYouWaitAndSee&quot; Friends.'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/Sb_z8NsggqI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ejqBE42KVM4/s72-c/My+friends+for+life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-2422641760027022286</id><published>2009-03-18T02:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T03:00:58.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop blasting your music on HANDPHONES.</title><content type='html'>Ok. It's 2.47am now according to my lappie clock and I can't SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be the late night sleeping from the last few nights, hence the attempt to get some beauty sleep tonight was unsuccessful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This puts me in an irritated MOOD hence the best opportunity now to share with my readers this VERY ISSUE that I'm totally irritated with recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I'm sensitive to all sounds perhaps due to the fact that I used to learn music hence the sensitivity. I get annoyed by repetitive sounds (water dropping, clipping on pens, hammering etc) and noise pollution (reads: music blasting from handphone).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm not one who have temper but these are one of the few things that IRRITATES me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I treasure personal space, hence it gets on my nerves when people invade that privacy of mine. On normal circumstances, I put up with it. But recently, I see a rising trend of people blasting music from their handphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;URHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is not right.&lt;/span&gt; Especially when it's on public transports like buses. I don't understand the rational behind blasting your music like THAT. Perhaps you have a big heart and wish to share your unique taste of music with the rest of the passengers abroad - the problem is, most handphones doesn't come with good speakers. Hence the music that comes out normally transforms into &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;unaudible NOISE.&lt;/span&gt; It's bad quality and disrupts my train of thoughts. (you see, I go deep into thinking whenever I'm in the bus).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same goes for those that plays &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;TECHNO.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I can literally faint infront of you. You like it and that's fine with me, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but punishing me to listen with you is WRONG of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and and and. Haven't they heard of this invention called earphones?! Please! Go get earphone and blast it to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, they should have signs in places with public transport to band people from blasting music from their handphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ok. Now I feel better.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-2422641760027022286?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/2422641760027022286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=2422641760027022286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/2422641760027022286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/2422641760027022286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2009/03/stop-blasting-your-music-on-handphones.html' title='Stop blasting your music on HANDPHONES.'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-3793970538368643194</id><published>2009-03-13T01:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T02:04:13.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ART of touch screen phones.</title><content type='html'>WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! I've finally changed my phone to Samsung F480. (after getting stuck to the "smartphone" for gazillion yearsssssssss!) It's a touch screen phone, something that I have been eyeing since the moment it came out. This is definitely IDIOT PROOF. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since I've started using the phone (which is from yesterday onwards), I have actually lin3wu4 some life philosophy frm it. My touch screen, it has to be handled with the utmost care, TLC lest i leave scratches or markes and I have to be PATIENT. yes this is the KEYWORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never a patient girl, when I think of something I would get it done straightaway. There's only THAT few things that can capture my attention for a long span of period. (longer then 5mins is considered record breakingggg.) HAHA. First is my baby- piano, I can sit infront my piano for HOURS. Just to honor my skill or make sure that I perfect that piece. Second, its my CURRENT PHONE. Oh gosh, I realised I became so patient now! Do it gently, with much care less it hangs or smth. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is pretty interesting to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd random thought of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While shoving the coins into my wallet, I accidently saw the year that the coin was made. 1985. WOW. I have seen even coins made earlier than this. The point is, it gets me wondering, how many pair of hands have these coins came through before it reaches me. It could be someone REAL famous like LKY or some pop star or some prison convicts or jailbird etc. Hee. Which is probably why, $$ is considered the most dirties things. Literally DIRTY, you can never imagine the amout of germs that's being passed on to the next person handling the $$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha but nonetheless, I think of the stories that came with the coins. The many small nitty gritty things that happened that revolves around the coins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps 10years down the road, this coin may eventually come back to me.&lt;br /&gt;'What goes around, comes around." :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s:&lt;br /&gt;WHEEE! I'm going to Singapore ARts Museum(SAM) tomorrow! For the exhibition of the Kangxi emperor, his belongings, scriptures that he wrote personally will all be up for showcase. I NEED to catch it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. Off to lalaland. Need to MUG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-3793970538368643194?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/3793970538368643194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=3793970538368643194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/3793970538368643194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/3793970538368643194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2009/03/art-of-touch-screen-phones.html' title='The ART of touch screen phones.'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-5646167720133376378</id><published>2009-03-06T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T22:55:42.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr J.</title><content type='html'>Oh my OH MY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at Jason Mraz's concert last night. It was awesome.&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BEYOND WORDSSSS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's different from the other concerts, live performances that I've seen. You see, his band has been with him for years so there's this rapport and connection between them. They know exactly what Jason is doing and how to go along with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;His concert is OH-SO-FUN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It lasted for nearly 2 hours, there's not a single milisecond that I feel like dozing off. (coz I usually will, even in my favourite Phamtom of the OPERA.) I am so glad that he sang most of my favouritessssss. He engages with the audience, he plans suprises here and there. He could have just STAND THERE and sing you know. But there was this unexpected surprise element in his performance. Like his 3-botak-man trumpet group, one second they were on the stage, the next they are somewhere in the audience! Or Jason's wonderful voice, he can do miracles with ITTTTT. Range from real high to real low tones, and most of all, its all pitch perfect when he sings. Just like what we hear from his recordings, just that it's LIVE. It's not the same you know, hearing it live, experiencing it face-to-FACE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I like the bahamas-beach-echo-african feeel in the way he and his band sings. HAHA. I have no idea what kind of style is this. Just that it reminds me of the white sand beaches, water thats blue in color, everyone in white with nice and beautiful glass beach houses and I'll be sitting on one of those pool chairs sipping my favourite (Mojito). YUP. &lt;em&gt;That kind of feeling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's sincere too. How he sings it truthfully( HAHA. Familiar ar.). And the very reason that I support him, all his songs and acts are base on one influence: LOVE.  awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's seriously not enough. I need MORE OF Mr JASON MRAZ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sidenote:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was there with tham and her two friends. Our sector was not as spontaneous, but who cares, we did enjoyed! Especially Tham, she went berserk when Mr J was taking Polaroid pictures. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well it started raining cats and dogs after the concert. We were &lt;em&gt;supposed &lt;/em&gt;to look for the right bustop to head home, somewhere along the way, we heard people screaming. Being the curious us, we rushed over hoping to get a glimpse of Mr J! and oh my oh my. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HE didn't APPEAR. I'm dots. I haven't been doing this 'star' chasing thing for agesssss. HAHA. I can't believe it, that I was trying to squeeze with a few other young girls trying to catch a glimpse of Mr J. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nonetheless it was FUN. Left the concert as a really satisfied girl. Hee. I saw my unimate Spencer there too. Haha. Small world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lastly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm here to announce: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;for the next two weeks, Jason Mraz's songs will be on REPLAY on my list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Changing hp soon. WHEEE! What shall I get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-5646167720133376378?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/5646167720133376378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=5646167720133376378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/5646167720133376378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/5646167720133376378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2009/03/mr-j.html' title='Mr J.'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-6877207688031330039</id><published>2009-03-03T03:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T03:22:22.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Review: Slumdog Millionaire</title><content type='html'>Just a reminder before I really sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Academy awards out of 10 NOMINATIONS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey, we are talking about 10 nomnations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's 80% of success rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top it all, with NO FAMOUS ACTORS &amp;amp; ACTRESS. Two of the kids really lives in the slums, slums that are even worse than what we saw in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the realistic-ness of the movie, how it's organised in a way that it's easy for us to follow. The love that Jamal have for Latika despite the things that happened and the lapse of time. (not to mention Jamal is pretty cute too. Big eyes and thick eye brows. HAH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO WATCH THIS if you haven't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s WOOHOO! 08 and 09 have been good so far. Watched many quality movies: Dark Knight, curious case of Benjamin Buttons, The other end of the line &amp;amp; Slumdog millionaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still want to watch Marley and me + He's just not that into you! Any takers? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-6877207688031330039?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/6877207688031330039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=6877207688031330039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/6877207688031330039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/6877207688031330039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2009/03/review-slumdog-millionaire.html' title='Review: Slumdog Millionaire'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-6508855275377558086</id><published>2009-03-03T03:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T03:10:57.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!!</title><content type='html'>WOOHOO. My mock papers will come to an end today, at 5.15pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, is another round of bia-ing, full blast-not-knowing-and-nonchalent-to what's-going-on-with-the-world kind of mugging. I kind of like this process, of focusing 200% on my revision, JUST THE REVISION and nothing else. It feels good when I put in lots of effort into what I've decided to do and REAP positive outcomes from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food and retail therapy is working WONDERS on me. Freshly made mango cheesecake at FOOD FOR THOUGH just makes Si Lin a HAPPY GIRL. Buying random stuff on and off. URH! Need to control. I have a weak spot for fancy stickers, files with nice prints, basically all fancy stationaries and BAGS. (for the record, I have 3 filled to the brim big boxes(courtesy of ikea) of BAGSssss)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO TRAVEL. Recently this thought just gets louder and louder and LOUDER. I have friends leaving town.. Jon going to the states and my dear best friend michelle aka ah neh is going USA in AUG for a year. I want to explore, i want to visit those lovely ancient historical sitessssss. Which is why, I made a decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALLAA. If it's SUCCESSFUL, I'll let you guys know!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok to all my dearest friends who are having exams or going to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU JIAYOU! Kambatte! ANjaANja FIGHTING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. slipping into lala land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-6508855275377558086?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/6508855275377558086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=6508855275377558086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/6508855275377558086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/6508855275377558086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2009/03/updates.html' title='Updates!!'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-5826168245597509409</id><published>2009-03-03T02:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T03:03:06.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make a better place.</title><content type='html'>I heard the song ABC by the Jackson 5 yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ABC.... easy as 123.... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha. this song just get stuck in my head. Well being the curious me, I went to do some research on it. On jackson 5. Of the 9 children in the jackson family, 5 of the brothers formed the Jackson 5 with Michael Jackson being the youngest. I didn't know THAT American Idol's Randy Jackson is also part of the jackson family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael is the 7th child, Randy the 8th and Janet Jackson the youngest of the 9. WOW WOW WOW. The music genes DO RUN in the family huh. Well back to the song, MJ's voice is AWESOME. That strong blues soul vibe even at such young age. It just totally blew me off. I wikepedia-ed on him. It's sad you know, the things that he have been through. It's like when you are in the limelight, every action that you do gets manified or analysed. BOOOO. Well I choose to focus on his good things, ( despite his ever distorted looks that goes worse by the day) his songs, especially Heal the world. I always cry when I hear this one. Haha. and the CLASSICS: Billie Jean, Black or White, The way you make me feel, Jam, Do you Remember etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps like what he says, in a world full of negative pessimistic thoughts and influences, We need to take a little space to make a better place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics for Heal the world:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a place in your heart&lt;br /&gt;And I know that it is love&lt;br /&gt;And this place could be much&lt;br /&gt;Brighter than tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;And if you really try&lt;br /&gt;You'll find there's no need to cry&lt;br /&gt;In this place you'll feel&lt;br /&gt;There's no hurt or sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;There are ways to get there&lt;br /&gt;If you care enough for the living&lt;br /&gt;Make a little space, make a better place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:Heal the world&lt;br /&gt;Make it a better place&lt;br /&gt;For you and for me and the entire human race&lt;br /&gt;There are people dying&lt;br /&gt;If you care enough for the living&lt;br /&gt;Make a better place for You and for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could fly so high&lt;br /&gt;Let our spirits never die&lt;br /&gt;In my heart I feel&lt;br /&gt;You are all my brothers&lt;br /&gt;Create a world with no fear&lt;br /&gt;Together we'll cry happy tears&lt;br /&gt;See the nations turn&lt;br /&gt;Their swords into plowshares&lt;br /&gt;We could really get there&lt;br /&gt;If you cared enough for the living&lt;br /&gt;Make a little space to make a better place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:(3x)&lt;br /&gt;Heal the world&lt;br /&gt;Make it a better place&lt;br /&gt;For you and for me and the entire human race&lt;br /&gt;There are people dying&lt;br /&gt;If you care enough for the living&lt;br /&gt;Make a better place for&lt;br /&gt;You and for me.&lt;br /&gt;There are people dying if you care enough for the living&lt;br /&gt;Make a better place for you and for me.&lt;br /&gt;Heal the world we live in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and for me / Save it for our children&lt;br /&gt;You and for me / Heal the world we live in&lt;br /&gt;You and for me / Save it for our children&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-5826168245597509409?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/5826168245597509409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=5826168245597509409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/5826168245597509409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/5826168245597509409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2009/03/make-better-place.html' title='Make a better place.'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-6972439339029754223</id><published>2009-02-21T03:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T03:34:17.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D-A-N-C-E for joyyyyyyy</title><content type='html'>I seriously couldn't live without dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to have a connection with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My momma and daddy met through dancing! My dad used to be a folk dance instructor and my momma the student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then subsequently my mom continued her folk dance lessons when i was older, like primary 3 and that was how I got exposed to all the chacha and rock and roll. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in chinese dance for a while back in primary school days. Then in JC, unexpectedly, I became the dance president. like WHOA. I could never have imagined that to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thankful it did. Those 2 years opened many oppurtunies and another world for me. Many of the friends that I have now and the people I met along the way. They truly shaped who I am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, recently, I have found the joy for DANCE again. This is something Im truly thankful for again. Praise GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One could never leave without dance. TRUST ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourits now are: REGGAE,street jazz, ballroom, latin dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-6972439339029754223?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/6972439339029754223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=6972439339029754223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/6972439339029754223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/6972439339029754223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2009/02/d-n-c-e-for-joyyyyyyy.html' title='D-A-N-C-E for joyyyyyyy'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-5079469893017627557</id><published>2009-02-15T19:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T19:59:43.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of books, movies and my notes.</title><content type='html'>It's official. I'm FINALLY done with my Twilight series!!! The book 4 wasnt as good as what I thought it was. Perhaps too much expectation hence the dissapointment. Well I'm glad that I'm over and done with it! Now i can truly dive into my notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's abit late, but HAPPY VALENTINES DAY everyone! My Vday was very much well spent. Dashed to the airport early in the morning at 7plus to send dearest troll off. He's going to monash in melborne. SAD. Another friend left. Then went home to sleep. like from 11am to 4pm. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met my family friends late in the evening for KTV session @ Thompson. We had the whole place to ourself and a KJ to play our songs with free flow drinks. Only setback was the lousy sound system. T.T Looking at the whole scene last night, I feel really.. hm... blissful,thankful. To have such a wonderful bunch of family friends, real spontaneous people. While some of us were singing, some were happily dancing away. (including me of course. HAHA!) chacha, ballroom,folkdance,mambo, line dance. you name it! And we had a professional photographer in the house to take pictures for us. hee. It was truly a well spent Vday. with my love ones. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might see more of my rants here as May draws closer. Yes. Exams are ON THE WAY. LIke what ah hoon say: I'm stressed with the fact that I'm NOT stress over the exams. Haha. I have a whole list of movies that I can't wait to catch. SLUMDOG! He's just not that into you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-5079469893017627557?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/5079469893017627557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=5079469893017627557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/5079469893017627557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/5079469893017627557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2009/02/of-books-movies-and-my-notes.html' title='Of books, movies and my notes.'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-8938000355464211679</id><published>2009-02-15T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T19:49:07.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Review: The Curious Case of Benjamin Button and The other end of the line.</title><content type='html'>The curious case of Benjamin Button:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a 2hour 50mins show. Be prepared to hit the toilet before the show starts! Watched that last week. Some parts were boring, but HEY. You cant have hightlights all the way in a show right? and just nice, the dull parts gives you a chance to go toilet! (I DID.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the flow of the show. It starts off at the old folk's home, how the story proceeds and it gradually returns to the same place where it begins, and eventually, Benjamin dies there peacefully in the arms of his all time love Daisy. The way Benjamin keeps evidence of his lifetime in a journal attracts me, not just in words but also physical evidence like postcards. (I do that too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One other thing to take note is the settings. The location that was used as the old folk's home, the roof where Benjamin(a child in his late years) climbed. It's all shot at the Nolan house. Go read up on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Curious_Case_of_Benjamin_Button"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Curious_Case_of_Benjamin_Button&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other end of the line:&lt;br /&gt;I like the fusion of indian culture together with the big apple. Reminds me of my last position in this company which runs on 24 hours basis. Haha. The scenes of Mumbai, it really drew me in! I really need to get to Taj Mahal soon b4 it's gone. Although only a minor part in the show, it highlights the race disparity, how people normally portrayed the indians as.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The female lead is REALLY PRETTY! She have eyes that speaks. and somemore, the male actor reminds me of this australian guy that I met a few days ago. *blushes* He really LOOKS like the male lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just one of the movies with happy ending that will sweep me off the feet. Haha. You may say that this is TOO CLICHE. I just LOVE IT. How sweet this story is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Other_End_Of_The_Line"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Other_End_Of_The_Line&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-8938000355464211679?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/8938000355464211679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=8938000355464211679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/8938000355464211679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/8938000355464211679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2009/02/review-curious-case-of-benjamin-button.html' title='Review: The Curious Case of Benjamin Button and The other end of the line.'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-1227727063217756959</id><published>2009-02-03T16:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T16:59:16.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is a good start!</title><content type='html'>Think. Positive message. Think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to get my ass off the crouch(reads Potato crouch and according to gupi's language: nua and blend in with the sofa). THINGS TO BE DONE! I kept saying that we need to do this do that soon. But I never set a date for it, an actual date, the actual implemantation. Hence, today is a good start! If I want to start my revision I do it rightaway with the planning and make sure I keep to it. If I want meetups, I set a date and arrange straightaway. This should be the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today is a good start!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it only occured to me NOW that I need to get on with my revision. Alot of my friends already have a HEADSTART. Panic mode is on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. Life have been good. Volunteered for City Alive, it's a post party for Chingay at Padang. Good experience, tons of calories burned from all the standing. Funkamania was fantastic, my IC is CUTE. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading the telescope by SCV (yes they do have a monthly magazine and I like to read it!), there was an interview with Nicholas Cage. When asked about how adventurous he is, he wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am very interested in ancient history and civilisations. I would like to see some of the world's sacred sites....... &lt;strong&gt;I want to go to places where I can feel the energy of the past and imagine how these places were created and what events took place there&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found answers in his answer. I can truly relate to this. I realised this is the statement, my very intention, the main reason why I fell in love with exploring the ancient civilisations. I feel the energy, it's so great that sometimes I end up in tears. Touched by the wonders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. ok and to mention I'm finally starting on my ballroom lessons. First baby step to see if I'm truly up to it and if i really like it. Thanks HON for the recommendation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V.day is JUST round the corner. Who will be my valentine? I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S CNY please don't come to an end! I haven't had enough of yu sheng!!! Eating one more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-1227727063217756959?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/1227727063217756959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=1227727063217756959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/1227727063217756959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/1227727063217756959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-is-good-start.html' title='Today is a good start!'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-878186616707585715</id><published>2009-02-03T15:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T15:29:39.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Review: Remember me? by Sophie Kinsella</title><content type='html'>Initial plan was to check out the Popular book store at Hougang Mall to see if my remaining Twilight series is in stores already (SADLY, no.) , I ended up buying this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just looking at the synopsis, it just makes me want to read MORE. (and the other main factor is that popular store is having 20% off on bestsellers!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can relate to Lexi when she was the cobra, the director of the flooring department. She made mistakes, alienated her best friends. It somehow got to me that when you are being put into a situation, you somehow transform yourself to fit that role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brings me to my JC days, when I was the president of the dance team. I would never dream of myself being in dance, hence definitely not EVEN the president. I've always been in the main committee but never the LEADER of the pack. I was lost for a while, perhaps there was some changes in my character. I was never the kind who's strict with rules, noticing all the nitty gritty details, being affirmative &amp;amp; authorative. It all just happen. Slowly, I see the transform in myself. Certainly, challenges brings out a different part of me that I didn't know exist. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. drifted. What I mentioned was not the main crucial part in the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go read synopsis here: &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/bantamdell/kinsella/books/display.pperl?isbn=9780385338721"&gt;http://www.randomhouse.com/bantamdell/kinsella/books/display.pperl?isbn=9780385338721&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shan't continue. GO read it!!! (strictly NO SPOILER)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-878186616707585715?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/878186616707585715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=878186616707585715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/878186616707585715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/878186616707585715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2009/02/review-remember-me-by-sophie-kinsella.html' title='Review: Remember me? by Sophie Kinsella'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-1508435866023659231</id><published>2009-01-29T22:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:19:40.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The end or a new beginning???????????????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It is here AGAIN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the preparation, all the CLEANING (I cleaned so MUCHHHHH this year!), all the anticipation.. Just for that few days of celebration. Just like how the celebrities feel, behind the spotlight and glamour, when they are all by themself in their little corner, they feel the LONELINESS that no one else can understand. ( I know it's abit dramatic but I know you get the DRIFT). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's like that for new year. All the clothes buying, the red packets, the endless mj-ing sessions (thats ALL I like about cny.), the cleaning, the preparation. ARRRRRRRRRRRRRR. For that 2 days. Now it's so hard to pack my partying mood and go full gear into studying. and on top of this, CNY this year is in JANUARY. (normally its in Feb) So it's like even b4 I FEEL the new year, it's already OVER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So like what my title suggest. I'm &lt;em&gt;thinking hard &lt;/em&gt;what kind of mentality I should use to face this. Otherwise I have a feeling I'll sink into some emoing, sad mellow mood which totally doesnt help when my PRELIMS and EXAMS are on the wayyyyyyyyyyyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok. I chose A new beginning. (NO PRICE FOR GUESSING THE ANS). Haha I have always been a driven person. I motivate myself to achieve whatever thats coming along the way. I have my aspirations, my dreams to fulfill! Besides, I don't see any damage effects in looking on the bright side. Motto: Always look on the bright side! (as much as possible) I'm READY. so bring on the books n notes!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(abit high at the moment, must be the calories in the pineapple tarts working its effect)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a side note: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Throughout the new year, other than all the merrying, there's things going on that I just couldn't get over. On new year's eve, went for the movie love matters with teng n cousins. Supper-ed at coffeeshop opposite punggol park, I saw this old grandma selling tissue paper at 3AM. T.T That's saddening. And and and, there's this guy in the states, after killing his wife and 5 children, he commited suicide. 7 KILLED in total. Just because both the man and wife lost their job. HAIZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZz. I just want to say, perhaps when we are enjoying ourselves, taking whatever we have for granted. We really should notice what that is going on around us and treasure them. TREASURE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HUAT AR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MAY I win more in mahjong!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May I lose weight successfully!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May I score well in Prelims and exams!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;loves,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;FJJ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-1508435866023659231?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/1508435866023659231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=1508435866023659231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/1508435866023659231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/1508435866023659231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2009/01/end-or-new-beginning.html' title='The end or a new beginning???????????????'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-320286604764943844</id><published>2009-01-26T04:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T05:10:04.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy niu year!!</title><content type='html'>First of all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HUAT ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I don't usually gamble. This goes out to everyone who does! Other than having a big windfall at the table, this wishing also goes to other areas. In work, RELATIONSHIP, personal relationship.... EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 hasn't really seep in only till NOW. To me, a whole new year don't really start till it's chinese new year. Hahaha... So in total, I make two resolutions per year. Once on 1st Jan, and another time nowwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no clear define goals this year, it's change to a motto, to an approach I want to use to face the new year. It's clear now that I'm 21 this year (well, although now in another 5 more human months), I want to be responsible, to be sensible, to have a fresh start. To excel in whatever that's possible. To build on personal relationships, with friends, with my family, on a more intimate level and not the hi bye kind. I want to treat everyone with sincerity. To be passionate in whatever I'm doing. (well, I'm always PASSIONATE!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get the drift, basically, it boils down to one simple slogan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A FULFILLING LIFE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so full of positive vibes I can't help it. HAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are of course sad moments, but I always tell myself, what's more important is that I learn how to rise up after that gloomy period. :))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY have been a great start! For the past few days till cny eve, I have been doing major cleaning. Never in my life have I been so hardworking. Haha. Even my cool mama is so shocked by the sudden change. Every inch of my room was cleaned, its now so cleannnnnnnnnnnn!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ALLERGIC to dust, I love house cleaning. (ironic isn't it?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I was really afraid that we wouldn't be able to eat as a family. My brother's working till 8pm and my dad last minute need to go back to work. I'm amazed at how things always turn out well in the end. :))))). my bro's back on time, and my dad was back early!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our dinner, I went out with my dearest cousin Li teng, yiqi and their cousins! All the tings n qis: Jing ting, shao ting, gen qi, jian qi, hui ting, Irene. Haha. We watched Love matters. At first I didnt carry much anticipation for the movie. Boy I was wrong. It was hilarious and at the same time, it brings out some true blue topics that's close to us. Something that we can FEEL. This is a the work of Jack Neo, his style of making movie. THUMBS UP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok . It's 5AM and I'm still awake. I need to be out of the house at 9.30 actually. That means less than 4 hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hitting the bed. ( my new floral bedsheet :))))) It's floral floral and more floral baby!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-320286604764943844?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/320286604764943844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=320286604764943844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/320286604764943844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/320286604764943844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-niu-year.html' title='Happy niu year!!'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-8744603594947962460</id><published>2009-01-26T04:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T04:55:31.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Way back into 2004</title><content type='html'>Date: 23 Jan 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always times like this that I TRULY miss my days as a student, as a student with UNIFORM. This morning, I was taking a bus to school at 7.30 and I see kids (notice I use the word kids now, it means I have TRULY recognise the fact that I'm 21 like a full fledge adult now), yes I see kids in uniform from Monfort slowly, lazily making their way to school. I saw other kids along the way too, some clad in chinese costumes, cheong sum etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brought me back to my school days. In 2004 I would have been enjoying my graduation year, my last cny celebration in amkss. It was half day, which means celebration ONLY. We would just sit in hall for the performance and all the cny songs singing and later we would receive goodies from our form class teacher. and after that, usually me and friends we'll head for TOWN. Just to hang out then go back home for tuan yuan fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. I miss those days! Those carefree days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I was, thinking about all this on the whole journey of bus 74. How unwilling I dragged myself to school for POA. Luckily lecture ended earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dang, I have EVENING class tomorrow. T.T Who have lecture on a saturday evening, 3.30 to 6.30 like 2 days before CNY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLEHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-8744603594947962460?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/8744603594947962460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=8744603594947962460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/8744603594947962460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/8744603594947962460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2009/01/way-back-into-2004.html' title='Way back into 2004'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-1021904670747124377</id><published>2009-01-20T01:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T04:49:42.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yu sheng</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;this was written a while ago, I forgot to publish it. So here you go!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the time of the year again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always look forward to Chinese New Year, (other than the red packets i'll be getting), there's also the YU SHENGGGGGGGGGGG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the taste of it. How unique. The vegetables, the sweet plum sauce, the pok pok, the SASHIMI and all other condiments. When mixed together, it forms a sweet sourish after taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being only interested in the subject itself, I never question how this dish came from and it seems to be unique only to Singaporeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ta-da!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yusheng"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yusheng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had two yushengs already... still counting down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im real tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-1021904670747124377?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/1021904670747124377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=1021904670747124377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/1021904670747124377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/1021904670747124377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2009/01/yu-sheng.html' title='Yu sheng'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-3043078429646949679</id><published>2009-01-11T01:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T01:59:39.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SO agitated and angry for no apparent reason. HAHA!</title><content type='html'>I was telling ah neh and hon the past few days, about the frenzy over the exposed photos of ziyi and her fiance vivi ( isn't this such a cute name?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well some of their acts were abit DOTS. But HELLO! it's people's privacy you know. Come to think of it, there's no big deal. I'm sure, going nude on beaches in the western countries is a real common thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People just want to take a break and be with their love ones and there you have these people snapping away. DOTSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it was the fact that she's an asian, frm CHINA to be particular. I think there are anti campaigns her now, in her OWN COUNTRY. faints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But again, it's none of my business that all of this took place right? They could have done it more discreetly perhaps in a CLOSED enclosure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you see, why should I be so agitated?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no reason to explain this except that it's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PURE RANDOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALALLALALALALALALA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-3043078429646949679?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/3043078429646949679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=3043078429646949679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/3043078429646949679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/3043078429646949679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-agitated-and-angry-for-no-apparent.html' title='SO agitated and angry for no apparent reason. HAHA!'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-1939463280439908045</id><published>2009-01-11T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T01:54:12.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reviews: Yesterday.sg</title><content type='html'>I always frequent this website, one favourite of mine, an attempt to find out more about Singapore. That there's more to this small little dot than the "clean and green city" that we are always known for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 things to share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The changi chapel &amp;amp; museum : &lt;a href="http://yesterday.sg/detail/reconnecting_quilts_at_the_changi_chapel_museum2/"&gt;http://yesterday.sg/detail/reconnecting_quilts_at_the_changi_chapel_museum2/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went there once when i was younger, perhaps when it just opened. I didn't have much memories of the place except for the fact that I've been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know of the wonderful stories behind this place. About the singing quilts and the wall drawn by one imprisoned artist. I was never a fan of WW2 nonetheless history. But this one draws me, I have this urge to visit the museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will schedule for a trip soooon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hum Jin Peng of Maxwell Food Centre:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://yesterday.sg/detail/a_tribute_to_maxwell_food_centre_hum_jin_pang/"&gt;http://yesterday.sg/detail/a_tribute_to_maxwell_food_centre_hum_jin_pang/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been to this food centre a couple of times when I was working at my previous job. But boy! I've never notice this show. *faints* Actually I'm not really a hum jin peng person, it's their perseve and the rain-or-shine-i'll-still-be-open spirit that attracted my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always feel that there's more to it than the food itself, it's the effort and thoughts that the people put in while preparing their food. Like the uncle, how he opens his shop even in public holidays. Working rain or shine, day in day out even when he's real old. The bond he shares with his regular customers, the faith that he have in you that he allows u to diy yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply love it. It somehow injected in some human touch, humanistic and warmth into the world we are living in. You should see how some of the people in food court handle their food, as if we owe them money or something. Hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok! will make a note to go maxwell food centre. SOON. this week perhaps. HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-1939463280439908045?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/1939463280439908045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=1939463280439908045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/1939463280439908045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/1939463280439908045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2009/01/reviews-yesterdaysg.html' title='Reviews: Yesterday.sg'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-3459339369906063887</id><published>2009-01-03T04:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T04:18:56.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Review: Born in Brothel</title><content type='html'>This documentary was something that I've always wanted to watch since I knew about it. But was having exams at that point of time, soon i've totally clean forgotton about it. It was recently when hui, my childhood friend brought it up again. That I FINALLY went to check it out. It was totally WORTH all the trouble. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about this female photographer who went to Calcutta's red light district. She wanted to shoot photos of the prostitutes there, she eventually got closer to the kids there. Most were bron in brothels, generations after generations who were all prostitutes. T.T She wanted the children to have a skill and hence taught them photography using 2nd hand, pass-me-down cameras. Looking at the world from a different point of view. Some of the kids had the most amazing pictures you even seen. Avijit is my fav! He's paints really well and have gotton prizes for it. Had an eye, knack for beautiful things. He took many wonderful pictures. He was even selected by an International Organisation to represent India in an International camp for kids, where they are exposed to many different kinds of photographs, picking up new skills at the same time. Avijit initially had difficulties going overseas to Europe as the india government wouldnt want to grant him a passport due to his background. It was after much trouble by the female photographer that he finally got his passport. Avijit was later even given a scholarship to study in the states. (Ithink its states la.. don't remember. haha) He's going to pursue either medicine or photography in uni soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go check it OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-3459339369906063887?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/3459339369906063887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=3459339369906063887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/3459339369906063887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/3459339369906063887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2009/01/review-born-in-brothel.html' title='Review: Born in Brothel'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-854247891009372159</id><published>2009-01-03T04:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T04:10:43.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bite me! Bite me won't you?</title><content type='html'>YESsssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so addicted to the Twilight series. (even before reading it, haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the movie but the actual series by Stephanie Meyer. (well although the on screen Edward did attracted me that tiny bit.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful to dearest HON too. She bought Twilight and New Moon!&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I just can't wait to see her. HAHA! opps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-854247891009372159?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/854247891009372159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=854247891009372159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/854247891009372159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/854247891009372159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2009/01/bite-me-bite-me-wont-you.html' title='Bite me! Bite me won&apos;t you?'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-5605049641322355735</id><published>2008-12-31T15:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T15:22:49.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of the year</title><content type='html'>Grabbing.. holding on to last few hours of 2008!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am determine to spend it happily, with my favourite people...&lt;br /&gt;My dearest friends, friends all my life:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things going through my mind now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolutions, my approach to a whole new year, organising different areas of my life, attitude, perspective and the list goes on and onnnnn.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done many many wonderful things recently. Twilight, Born into brothel, trip to arab street with childhood friends, unexpected dinner with childhood friends, upcoming joo chiat trip &amp;amp; MOST IMPORTANTLY my dear brother's PROMISE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly im back to burying myself in books. READING. Chinese Cinderella at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(just one minor issue, I got down with some silly food allergy and had bloated eyes like goldfish yesterday. HAHA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More updates in &lt;em&gt;next year&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-5605049641322355735?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/5605049641322355735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=5605049641322355735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/5605049641322355735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/5605049641322355735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-day-of-year.html' title='Last day of the year'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-803786342248850049</id><published>2008-12-25T01:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T01:41:27.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Grandpa's the TRUE HERO.</title><content type='html'>Today, I made an effort to observe my Grandpa. Was it that I have never look at him so closely or perhaps previously I never bothered to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised my grandpa lao le. aged. I see the messy white hair, the white eyebrows, how thin he has become, how petite n boney he looks like in that white tee. He still have that loud voice though, and that humour who always never fails to bring a smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish time stops for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's REALLY handsome when he was young. Very man and suave. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's able to kill HOUSEFLIES using his hands. GOSH even a young chap like my bro can't even do it. He still is a hero in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today while we were all seated at the long dining table in the kitchen. A LARGE crocroach FLEW IN! All of us ladies ran for our lives. Even my uncles. Only my grandpa, he went forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KILLED that PEST WITH HIS HANDS. JUST HIS HANDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. Hero!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my grandpa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-803786342248850049?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/803786342248850049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=803786342248850049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/803786342248850049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/803786342248850049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-grandpas-true-hero.html' title='My Grandpa&apos;s the TRUE HERO.'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-192772192473320819</id><published>2008-12-25T01:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T01:33:43.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates!!</title><content type='html'>It has been a while since im here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok let's see... since Doll's birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th Dec - dinner with dearest 2/4s! at Astons. :)))))))))))))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;11th Dec- Macro test chpt 3 - 6. DIFFICULT PAPER&lt;br /&gt;12th Dec - Dinner with Ran &amp;amp; Ly. Soup Spooned at Tanjong Pagar( where our ex working place is). Went citilink for marvelous cream then to esplanade. took lots of nice pictures!&lt;br /&gt;13th Dec - Doll's ballet perf. GREAT! then met hon n nyny at marina sq chatted.&lt;br /&gt;14th Dec - BOS3. Took the senior citizens from amk family center to Spore Flyer. (I*&amp;amp;U(*@)(#*@)( that Mr K. He was just standing there. He don't know how to make himself useful. AIYO.&lt;br /&gt;15th Dec - OTIA test. Not bad. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;16th Dec- Yi's bdae! but havent celeb with her.&lt;br /&gt;17th Dec - Dinner-ed with Qi n Merv at Astons again! (was shopping at this fashion with my mum b4hand. bought LOADS! they have nice things k. just that u have to DIG)&lt;br /&gt;18th Dec - Rach's belated bdae dinner. (didnt go UOL bash. luckily i didnt! heard last yr's was better)&lt;br /&gt;19th Dec - Disney theme Xmas party at Tim's place! I was Princess Fiona. EXCITING! we took like over 250 photos. Billy's ps3 guitar game is COOL. I'm addicted!&lt;br /&gt;20th Dec - NRA's danzation at ngee ann. Went with Hon,yun,sa and yu. Met Doll,Sui and Ming there. Went sa's palce with just,hon and yu. Had lots of fun with sa's macbk photo booth! I have the most TOOT's photos&lt;br /&gt;22th Dec- Jer Hsuan is overseas now! met up with lilin n hui, went arab street. Then dinnered at Waraku with the two of them + minmin and Aunt doris. 50% off total bill for ladies! AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;23rd Dec - Met Teng,ah Jian and Irene for teng's and irene's belated bdae celeb. shopped at bugis then dinner at MOF. Since a long time that I saw them!&lt;br /&gt;24th Dec - Xmas Eve! Annual sumptious dinner feast at grandma's place. :))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec's always a wonderful festive season. Jan will be too! due to CNY. But i gave myself a deadline. That is to BIA &amp;amp; start my revision. This is a crucial year 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009's approaching. It's time i think! Reflections!! It's my 21st birthday too.&lt;br /&gt;I need the right mentality,resolutions and a more ORGANISED year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think silin. THINK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-192772192473320819?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/192772192473320819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=192772192473320819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/192772192473320819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/192772192473320819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/12/updates.html' title='updates!!'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-7819576857731184961</id><published>2008-12-08T03:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T03:45:00.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY DOLL!</title><content type='html'>Went to celebrate doll's birthday yesterday(7th December, Sun). It was fun, laughed non stop thanks to rach the joker. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People present were:Doll,ming,me,deb,rach,ika,aneline,weiling &amp;amp; Tang ah ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at azabu then went for 2hrs of gaming session at settlers. It was so FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially the very very nice thing that ming mentioned. *eyebrows*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOLLY! LOViNG you each day!! We quarrel,squabble, hates each other but still loves each other at the end of the day. HAHA. BA BA baaaaaa~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to more years of FRIENDSHIP! hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-7819576857731184961?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/7819576857731184961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=7819576857731184961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/7819576857731184961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/7819576857731184961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-doll.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY DOLL!'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-1969659428825143594</id><published>2008-12-08T03:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T03:41:45.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>touch screen?!</title><content type='html'>You see, we are now living in the touch screen error.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the tendency to think that all new electronic gadgets comes in TOUCH SCREEN format. When I was at sony a few days ago, I went to touch a tv screen thinking that it's touch screen. When we go 10dollars club, we ASSUME that the screen is touch screen. When my friend changes a new phone, I would ask if its touch screen. Everything is touch screen. Music player,camera, blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-O-U-C-H           S-C-R-E-E-N.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-1969659428825143594?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/1969659428825143594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=1969659428825143594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/1969659428825143594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/1969659428825143594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/12/touch-screen.html' title='touch screen?!'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-5826907647923417511</id><published>2008-12-08T03:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T03:38:57.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do i live without YOU(it)~~~~~~~~~~~~</title><content type='html'>How do I live without youuuuu, I want to knowww&lt;br /&gt;How do I live without youuuuuuuu, if you ever knowwww&lt;br /&gt;How do i ever, EVER SURVIVE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I, oh HOW DO I LIVE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic question: If you were to be stranded on an island, which 2 things will you take with you?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: HANDPHONE and endless power supply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URHHHHHH. you guess it. For the past 2 days(fri &amp;amp; sat), I have been hp-less. Which is definitely not a very good feeling. UNCONTABLE. It's like being cut off from the world. A few of my dear friends were searching high n low for me, at the same time, I wasn't ableto connect with the outside world. ( I was at downtown east chalet with my family frm fri till sat, hence had no access to the internet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, it's UNBEARABLE without a hp beside you. Even if it doesn't ring, no messages and there's absolutely no need to use it. It just doesn't feel safe if ur hp is not around you. Thats the feeling I get, its like a part of me was missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH. I didn't know I'm so emotionally attached to my hp. What happen to the basic communication through phone and letters?! I NEED TO DO SMTH ABOUT IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least after this incident, things got better. The URGE for my hp cravings have died down TREMENDOUSLY after I started using my mama's phone. (BOOOO to my sony ericssion phone. still got 3mths to go b4 I can change in MARCH) My mama's phone is too high tech till I have no idea how to use it. FAINTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-5826907647923417511?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/5826907647923417511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=5826907647923417511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/5826907647923417511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/5826907647923417511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-do-i-live-without-youit.html' title='How do i live without YOU(it)~~~~~~~~~~~~'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-947444500082061111</id><published>2008-12-04T01:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T02:01:01.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why can't we be ourselves like we were yesterday?</title><content type='html'>I've decided to skip dance for this week. Something MUST BE DONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Going dancing has somehow become a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;chore/burden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shouldnt be the way. I need to DO SOMETHING. I'm sad. Dance has always been the centre of my life, a stage where I can express myself through the vibes, the grooves. I totally lose it now. I'm just DOING steps. Read a post by marc on Spore got dance recently. It was mentioned that a choreo withouht feelings,emotions is just steps with NO MEANING. How true it can be. I'm seriously thinking what I can do about it now. Who knows the 'feelings' for dance might just COME BACK one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i'm sad now, I will look forward to the day where i find joy in dancing ONCE again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok next. Recently, I just feel like taking a break. Taking a break from being SI LIN. Not that I don't like myself and what I'm doing. I just want to take a back seat, slow down, and appreciate the things around me. Like as much as I love to initiate and plan things, there were times that I would always wish that someone else would take charge of the situaiton. The luxury of just appearing at the gathering without the planning b4hand, the smses and whatsoever. As much as I like to take charge, it would be good if i can be lead on occasionally. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lasty, just want to exclaim LOUDLY. as LOUD as POSSIBLE.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE DECEMBER and JANAUARY to BITS AND PIECES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at so many public holidays and missed lectures, this is truly fantastic. I have so much things planned out for me. :)))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-947444500082061111?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/947444500082061111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=947444500082061111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/947444500082061111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/947444500082061111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-cant-we-be-ourselves-like-we-were.html' title='Why can&apos;t we be ourselves like we were yesterday?'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-6022976821491671068</id><published>2008-12-04T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T01:43:34.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the OLD SOUL in me</title><content type='html'>well well WELL, I realised the silin living in me might not be 20 years old like the PHYSICAL me should be. It could be maybe mid 20s or even NEAR 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I adore things that are old school. Interested in old old monuments, history, culture, old songs. and I'm sentimental, I like to keep things from the past. Be it all the notes n letters from friends, photos from my kindergarden (my kindergarden graduation photo is ENLARGED and right b4 my eyes as I type this), my prefect ties from PRIMARY sch all the way to sch ties from JC. ALL INTACT.  and i sing REAL OLD lao KOK KOK songs when I go for my singing sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I'm really OLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-6022976821491671068?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/6022976821491671068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=6022976821491671068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/6022976821491671068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/6022976821491671068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/12/old-soul-in-me.html' title='the OLD SOUL in me'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-6160254478424473701</id><published>2008-11-25T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T00:09:35.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Show some courtesy PLEASE.</title><content type='html'>I was at kovan with my mum today and she went to POSB to get her card changed because something was wrong with her card. Couldn't use it to pay bills through the AXS machine or even to foot the bill when she was having dinner at Far East. She told the lady at the counter, the lady just bent her card here n there n ask her to try it again at the AXS machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOTS. no.1: We don't have any bills to pay, how to try?! no.2: HAVE already told you there's smth wrong why don't change it?! no.3: We are paying right?! Not as if i'm asking for a free replacement card no.4: why do we need to make a special trip down to ANOTHER POSB again and get it fixed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOTSSSSS. My mom's a nice soul, she didn't make any noise and left the place. I would have gotton the card changed if I was with her. It was nearly 5 at that time, so the ONLY reason that they refuse my mom was because they are closing soon and didnt want to work past that time. GOSHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to the good service, good courtesy thingy. the SMILE campaign. I'm usually a nice girl, I don't quarrel with people or anything. The only thing that triggers that bomb in me is when I'm being treated with lousy service or rude behaviour. BRRRRR. I can never take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I'm treating u like shit, in fact I treat people in the service line with courtesy and respect. Cause I've been through it, I know how it feels. So when I treat them like this, I expect similar return! Bad services could just jolly well upset me the whole day. Especially when u are eating out at some nice restaurant or smth. BLEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. updates updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, snap snap! I cut my hair. Went to the salon with the aim of TRIMMING my hair. Ended up cutting away 4INCH of hair. ahaha.. You see, my hair's THINNING. I need to cut it to short for easier maintanence and to allow my hair to GROW BACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week was good. went to Ben's bdae, he was totally wasted! HAHAHAHA. Met my favourites. Yi just finish her paper, was literally FLYING when she saw me. That silly girl's enjoying herself in HONGKONG now. come back in one piece! I saw my favourite teacher MS THIANG too! Boy i really miss her. She was telling us about her backpacking experience in ENgland. GOSH. The walks that she went, places that she visited, meeting new people, CUTE guys. *eyebrows*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go and explore too! I saw ms grave's photos too.. I'll go, I MUST! This plans will began 3years later when I have a job and is FINANCIALLY STABLE. hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December's approaching! As usual its packed to the BRIM. I'm loving it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-6160254478424473701?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/6160254478424473701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=6160254478424473701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/6160254478424473701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/6160254478424473701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/11/show-some-courtesy-please.html' title='Show some courtesy PLEASE.'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-366550938777745581</id><published>2008-11-09T04:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T04:16:38.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You've got a friend in me.</title><content type='html'>I was talking to my primary sch bestie Tang ah ma just minutes ago. We don't meet up often you know, and most of the time, we hear about each other from the friends around us. But things never get awkward between us. We just talk when we meet, as if we have always been talking. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES im blogging about YOU TANT AH MA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happens to some of the other people too.. like lin zhi li, aunty MEL, ah hock too. It just feels good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well, I love my friends. I TREASURE THEM. yes ALL OF THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dear friends out there,(yes YOU reading my blog now) just to let you know that. I'll always be here for you when you need me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got a FRIEND in me :))))))))))))))))))))))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-366550938777745581?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/366550938777745581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=366550938777745581' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/366550938777745581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/366550938777745581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/11/youve-got-friend-in-me.html' title='You&apos;ve got a friend in me.'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-5135026732212192276</id><published>2008-11-08T16:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T16:22:18.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Grandma's cooking</title><content type='html'>I once asked myself if it was possible for me to go overseas on a long term basis (studying, or even end up marrying an ANGMO, haha!), what would I truly miss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well other than the normal things like my family, friends, my love ones and the environment... that would defnitely be my maternal grandma's cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On times, there would be long gaps of months where I'll not be able to go back on Saturdays to enjoy her cooking and I would TRULY MISS IT. I remember there was once, after months, I finally got to eat her cooking. Surprisingly, tears whelmed up in my eyes. Thats HOW MUCH I ADORE HER COOKING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I grew up in an environment where Saturdays are specially set aside for family gatherings. Hence going back to my grandma's is a weekly routine. This tradition kind of stop among the more grown up cousins like me,my bro and my cousin. Haha. But generally, we do meet up very frequently. It's the family bonding, and as usual, the highlight is always the FOOD. My grandma and grandpa stays in this old style one floor bungalow(do you call them that? don't care.. haha! pte property!) We have this real large kitchen, big enough for 2 rooms, 2 toilet cubicles(one for bathing and one for toilet). and the main thing, this LONG GREY MARBLE TABLE that sits up to almost 10. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every weekend, the table will be filled with food, GLORIOUS FOOD. Who eats a 10course dish for lunch?! WE DO. I live for my grandma's cooking, everything is nice. Above all, nyo hiang and cha shao TOPS my list. Nyo hiang is manually wrapped my grandma, on top of all regualr ingredients, there's chunks of water chestnut in it. In chinese, there's a proverb as "Hua4 Long2 Dian3 Jing1". It simply brings out the BEST of this dish. I'm never tired of it!!! Well my other fav is CHAR SHAO, its not handmade by her, but she always buy from this same stall. We have been eating for years, it reminds me of my childhood, this familiar feeling that comes with it. :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are definitely other dishes too, we are proud of our Hainese background. This shows in the food (the curry, pineapple with vegetables and the famous BAI ZHAN JI!!!) Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That big grey marble table,it went through so much occasions,celebrations,tears and generations. We have our afternoon tea, we talk there, discuss issues, play poker during new year, celebrations, dinner. Most importantly, it went through alot of generations. From us when we were really toddlers, to the next generation of cousins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know things might change in future, but who cares. I have so much precious memories thats enough to keep me going. Instead of only reminising in future, how great times it was. I need to treasure and cherish these moments now. Creating more wonderful memories to bring with me in future. :)))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-5135026732212192276?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/5135026732212192276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=5135026732212192276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/5135026732212192276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/5135026732212192276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-grandmas-cooking.html' title='My Grandma&apos;s cooking'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-1571569026037994122</id><published>2008-11-04T02:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T02:38:44.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHA!</title><content type='html'>I was watching TV when i heard the door bell rang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peeping into the hole, I saw this young boy at our door step. I could only see his side profile. I wonder, why is there a young boy outside at such late hours? (it's like 11plus pm btw). So i peeped somemore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;................................&lt;br /&gt;...............................&lt;br /&gt;..............................&lt;br /&gt;.............................&lt;br /&gt;............................&lt;br /&gt;...........................&lt;br /&gt;..........................&lt;br /&gt;.........................&lt;br /&gt;........................&lt;br /&gt;.......................&lt;br /&gt;......................&lt;br /&gt;.....................&lt;br /&gt;....................&lt;br /&gt;...................&lt;br /&gt;..................&lt;br /&gt;.................&lt;br /&gt;................&lt;br /&gt;...............&lt;br /&gt;..............&lt;br /&gt;.............&lt;br /&gt;............&lt;br /&gt;...........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my MUMMMMMMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH. I actually mistaken my mum as a YOUNG BOY?!&lt;br /&gt; T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it turned out, she went for a haircut today, so hair was trimmed and styled. and i only saw her side profile , she had diamond stud on her ear. I linked all possible trails to a YOUNG BOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy. GONGXI me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-1571569026037994122?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/1571569026037994122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=1571569026037994122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/1571569026037994122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/1571569026037994122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/11/haha.html' title='HAHA!'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-8813351191915144361</id><published>2008-10-29T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T00:48:55.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherish.</title><content type='html'>There's one major reason for me to have a schedule/ diary and that is to keep track of things that I've been doing, events, celebrations and also to keep tabs on the COUNTLESS birthdays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I flip through my schedule( i do that QUITE REGULARLY. haha!), I realised, I've went through/experienced many important dates, gatherings and celebrations. Problem is I don't remember I've been through THIS MUCH in like eg. the past month or so. (for your info, I seriously don't keep track of DATES. Cause numbers are not exactly my BEST FRIENDS T.T) ALl these events will only eventually come in the form of memories. I will go "Oh. I remember in the past, I did this n this at where blablabla."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Time passes and go, only MEMORIES. They truly stay!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past week was not exactly well spent, if I were to conclude my past week, I felt it was boring, dull, mundae, inefficient. All these impression stayed in my mind until....... I flipped open my schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Monday, 20th Oct&lt;/span&gt; - Handball AAR at PS. Laughed, talked &amp;amp; shared on our experiences. Plenty of praises for our sponsorship! to the excos, they felt it was the best in their ENTIRE period as excos! (which is like over 1yr PLUSSS) We got alotttt. My favourit was NUM!! Benjie is just COOOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tues - Wed, 21st - 22nd Oct&lt;/span&gt; - barely sane, VOICELESS, coughing, dizzy. Half of the time, was not sure what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Thurs, 23 Oct&lt;/span&gt; - Macro lecture (yeah!!.. really like my lecturer) then REGGAED. COOOOL!!&lt;br /&gt;My back was aching like mad the day after. Met my SR dance senior in the same class. DAO~~. It was raining cats and dogs after the class, my new friend Shuang Yi sheltered me all the way to the bustop! Smsed NPY and she was in school and so waited for her at dhoby to go home tgt. Bought POSH mashmallow brownie for her. (wierd, although it was for her, but i felt real happy! well according to this report, You'll actually get more sense of satisfaction and happiness when you buy things for OTHERS. hahaah! so YOU YOU YOU, the one reading this... wants to increase your sense of satisfaction?! Shower me with gifts now!!) Well anyway, it was an unplanned catch up session. Chatted with her n our amk senior all the way back home. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Fri, 24th Oct&lt;/span&gt; - POAed in the morn, lunch with doll at AMK hub. SUBWAY! went home to nua, met the aunties to try out my makeup for the next day. Night, seb's piano esemble at NYP! It was a good meetup with my JC pals! ok people that were present : yi,deb,me,ben,troll,ted,yiqun.&lt;br /&gt;Seb's playign was AWESOME! I actually shed tears during his duet with his dad on the drums for the winner takes it all. The way seb plays, with lots of EMOTIONS truly touched me down to my bones. Well after that, we went chompchomp for supper! The whole way, from the bus ride to chomp. We were talking at the top of our lungs till all uncles &amp;amp; aunties kept turning around to STARE at us, we gabber away into the night till all of us got sore throat. We laughed till our stomach hurts. Cabbed home unwillingly at 2AM. Thats how enjoyable it IS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sat, 25th Oct&lt;/span&gt; - My mom's friend took part in this makeup competition, she needs a face. So she asked me! hee..Met up with them at 11plus and we began to prepare. All the hairspray and clips T.T Well at least the end product was fantastic! The competition ended at around 4plus. We didnt win anything but it was a wonderful experience!! hahaha. Went Little India next as Deepavali is just 2 days away! Saw a couple of nice costumes, but boy, it was really hot and stuffy in there! (at the bazaar I mean). Went home after that. My friends were SHOCKED to find me online on a Saturday evening. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sun, 26th Oct&lt;/span&gt; - HSM3 with ning,aunt June, ding, Aunt Susie and aunt woan! met them at around 10.40. We went food court for breakfast.. talked then movie then LUNCH then dessert. all expenses paid! I felt guilty for not contributing to the $$ cause they didnt want me to. (Well thoughts came into my mind, I would want to bring them out in future like this when i'm older and financially stable! I love my aunts who DOTES ON ME :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: In fact, I did had a wonderful wonderful extremely wonderful week. as always. in fact if I think about it, there's bound to be highlights in each and every single week. It sometimes might not need to be a big event, it could be simple things that occur daily. Like chancing upon my erxingui in SIM and we lunched together. Or I was EARLY for lecture for once!! Haha. What I meant was, I prob took lots of things for granted. This is like a vicious cycle, I know that I shouldnt.. but once in a while u forgot and u slip into a taken-for-granted mode. Hence one word,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHERISH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. just some food for thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: Just some random thoughts recently. My week was more or less summarised above, have been procrastinating lots recently regarding my studys. Finally getting down to serious business only LATELY. Haha. lots of catching up to do! My upcoming weeks will be packed with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;serious jogging regime (got to start SOMEWHERE!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tests and assignments&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Festive seasons: Halloween, Christmas!! (FAVOURITE, well not sure for this year, cause lots of my lovely secondary clique are NOT IN SPORE)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;arrival of grave and ZDS back from Aussie!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;busy thinking/planning/looking around for my 09 schedule (serious business!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;year end party&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;resolution for 09&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SERIOUS Mugging sessions&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;meetups! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;packed-to-the-brim activities :)))))))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok. Sleeping.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Current IT song: New Soul and Viva La Vida&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;loves,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FJJ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-8813351191915144361?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/8813351191915144361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=8813351191915144361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/8813351191915144361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/8813351191915144361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/10/cherish.html' title='Cherish.'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-6830077914247701450</id><published>2008-10-22T16:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T16:31:23.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bus 74.</title><content type='html'>The route of Bus 74 more or less SUMS up the whole of my education journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It stops at the 88 bustop that me and my primary school friends always take bus frm. It's the one nearest to mac. haha. Its a long 7 to 8 mins walk from Mayflower Primary school (the one thats up the hills), walking pass AMK lib, Jack's place, the old indian cinema(now where Kbox), to the KFC, the malay mosque and finally our bustop. HAHA. I remember always raising to the bustop if we see 88 from FAR. THOSE were the days. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then next I went to Ang Mo Kio Secondary School. (well before that I was at Punggol Sec for a week, and i got transferred to AMKSS!) Again. to walk to the 74/88 bustop we have to walk pass this big carpark. Thats where my favourite ban mian store is! For the record, me and my sec friends we eat that like ALMOST everyday! hehe. and the Mac thats DIRECTLY opp amkss, thats like almost a private property of our school. They actually do prepare their food according to our timing and exam schedule!! HAHAHAHA. ok sidetracked. So after school, netball trainings, drama sessions and the numourous help out in school, we will walk to that bustop. hahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly is to my uni at SIM. ( to clarify although I go SIM. I'm in the UOL external programme. pursueing UOL degree! hee.) That super long bus ride to school. going there takes 40mins. back is WORSE. depends on the timing, if I take at 6.30, I can only reach my bustop at almost 8. *faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I'm somehow amazed by the fact that my whole education journey is very much sum up in bus 74.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-6830077914247701450?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/6830077914247701450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=6830077914247701450' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/6830077914247701450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/6830077914247701450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/10/bus-74.html' title='Bus 74.'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-774736426628109204</id><published>2008-10-14T13:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:26:29.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>studying in SMU. like LITERALLY</title><content type='html'>In record, I'm down in SMU like 3 days in a week. Sometimes even more. NPY will sometimes sms me to ask if I'm in school so that we can go home together. HAHAH. I find this really interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well not that I'm like purposely ALWAYS visiting SMU. just that the studio is there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andandandand,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember my post a while back, about me wanting to attend my REGGAE COURSE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's finally put down into action!! REGGAE 2 is starting this coming Thur (16th Oct).&lt;br /&gt;WEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*happily REGGAE-ing away :))))))))))))))))))))))))))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-774736426628109204?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/774736426628109204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=774736426628109204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/774736426628109204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/774736426628109204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/10/studying-in-smu-like-literally.html' title='studying in SMU. like LITERALLY'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-7347264287615729002</id><published>2008-10-14T13:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:16:59.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tick tock tick tock</title><content type='html'>Its the first thing i think of the moment I open my eyes. It's the last thing that crosses my mind before I sleep. I think about it when I'm walking, eating, stoning and even when I'm in the bathroom. Even as I'm typing the post now, I'm listening to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. It's my open house item. Come to think of it, It's just open house. Nothing special. But to me, it really means ALOT. My first performance after so longgggg (last time was in J2, 3yrs ago?!) and also, cause this is my Ms LALA. She's definitely one of the instructors I really like and admire so I do not want to disappoint her or myself. I'm like FAR FROM GOOD. I will work hard! I MUST. Also, It's my FIRST TIME performing with my dear seniors. TO others, it must just be A PERFORMANCE. To me, there's lots of significance to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually like this feeling of practicing hard for something. I havent had this feeling in a while, for DANCE. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear friends, I know I haven't been updating my blog for the LONGEST TIMEEEE. Haha. I'm sad too! I think I've failed to note down so much interestings things that happened recently.&lt;br /&gt;Well fret not! Recently, my blogger instincts/cravings is back!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so stay TUNE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hihi!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a special shoutout to my dear TANG AH MA!! HAHAH... i'm BLOGGING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To HON: PLEASE pretty pls contact me soon! You have been MIA-ing for a while and I SO DO NOT LIKE IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Fairie: I miss you LOTS! I think this is really the longest absence without you. COME find me after your exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To 2/4s: We should meet up soon!! and maybe I do not say it often: You guys are the bestest bestest bestest friends that I could have in my life. :) Truly BFF forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-7347264287615729002?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/7347264287615729002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=7347264287615729002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/7347264287615729002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/7347264287615729002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/10/tick-tock-tick-tock.html' title='tick tock tick tock'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-5801560806887974249</id><published>2008-09-26T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T22:12:01.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's sweet to have friends who still remembers you.</title><content type='html'>Thamtham,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVING you more n more!!! thks for the tkt!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-5801560806887974249?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/5801560806887974249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=5801560806887974249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/5801560806887974249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/5801560806887974249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-sweet-to-have-friends-who-still.html' title='It&apos;s sweet to have friends who still remembers you.'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-2839130762610039306</id><published>2008-08-26T23:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T23:28:30.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 3 SECONDS Tantrum.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have STM aka SHORT TERM MEMORY. The shortest u can find, probably in this universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:18pt'&gt;3 seconds, is ALL I NEED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;Come to think of it, there's no harm! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;Actually its just to describe how FAST I get out of moodswings or emo moments. Haha. Or on certain times (&lt;span style='text-decoration:line-through'&gt;actually MOST) &lt;/span&gt;it refers to my memory, how i tend to forget things. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;Yes yes yes most souls in this world would have labelled me as the positive, optimistic, cheerful jovial kind. But there are definitely moments where i'll feel down and real sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;I have always believed that YES you can feel sad but the most important thing is to rise up, to learn and get out of all this shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;I think in a world that we live in now, my STM comes in highly HANDY. All the wars, bombing, suicide bombings, the frauds, young rape cases BLABLABLA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;Someone, ( was it our PM LEE?) said that one year in cyber world = 7 years in real life. Meaning whatever info that you gather one year from online would jolly well take a person 7 years time in real life to find out. How amazing is that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;Which is why, we access ourselves to too much info that on certain level it gets real saddening, sadistic and we start to lose faith in this world that we living in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;That's where my 3sec STM comes into the picture, i SELECt the info that I want to absorb. Or According to ah neh, this is SELECTIVE NARRATIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;BLEH. I'm trying to bring my point across. I don't know if i did. Bleh. I'm RANDOM. HIGHLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-2839130762610039306?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/2839130762610039306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=2839130762610039306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/2839130762610039306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/2839130762610039306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-3-seconds-tantrum.html' title='My 3 SECONDS Tantrum.'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-358527042327270526</id><published>2008-07-27T17:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T18:21:13.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>easily tickled.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;My dear gret told me that i'm easily tickled, easily entertained. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something new that I discovered about myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I realised this is true too. I get high at simply the smallest thing in life. (high not the "HIGH" high, but the SELF entertaining that high)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not all things have that effect in me. It must have pre-requisites. Like we must be of same frequency, things that interest me or even in situations that im at ease in. If you someone that i dislike, no matter how FUNNY ur joke is, i simply cant bring myself to LAUGH. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's SUNDAY means i'm SUPPOSED to be working. but i took the day off. Had this stupid stomach cramps in my stomach that comes on and off. One minutes i thought im ok already, it comes back. T.T just like hicupps, EQUALLY disguisting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet HON and yu yesterday. Night festival again. But preferred fri's atmosphere. grass at SMU ground smells HORRIBLE yesterday. there were B-BOY competition yesterday too.. COOL!! its like WOW WOW WOWWWWW! some were really good, I don't B-girl, but u know they are GOOD! hee. and we were like SO NEAR to the ring, like FIRST CLASS area. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing i like about this competition was, you feel the atmosphere to compete. But this is not in the battle-and-i-want-to-destroy-you manner. its the friendly, fun atmosphere. More like, bidding against each other's skills. This kind of attitude and mentality is truly admirable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMINDS me of the KO night performance i saw a couple of weeks ago. There were no hard feelings, good SPORTSMANSHIP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mentality could be use in everyday life too. No matter what you do, it's a friendly competition, all in the quest of improving, all striving for the same purpose. I remembered in my journey of pursueing my studies, there were times where you see the ugly side of people. When you ask the better intelligent ones for help, they REFUSE or RELUCTANT to help out. Cause they were really afraid that you will outwin them. DUHHHH. this is truly selfish. they lack in sportsmanship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-358527042327270526?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/358527042327270526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=358527042327270526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/358527042327270526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/358527042327270526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/07/easily-tickled.html' title='easily tickled.'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-8939104260914040811</id><published>2008-07-26T03:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T15:06:16.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the other side of SINGAPORE</title><content type='html'>HELLO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met up with ah neh n wuya for dinner today.. shu too.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah neh wuya n me we were chatting over 99CENTS sushis.. talking about places where we could explore in this sunny little island. In conclusion, there were actually many things in singapore that are unearthed. Impression of spore to the world, and even to our own citizens are the clean n green cities, blocks after blocks, buildings, CBD, airport, esplanade, singapore flyer, sentosa etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are PLACES that we can visit... like the tunnel near woodlands that was rumoured to link to malaysia, this memorial ground in jurong that ah neh's doing part time in, substation, the last surviving kampong in spore etcccc... there are so much to see! The UN-commercial side of the lion city. I just can't wait to explore them. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was at SMU with kangfei just now. Under my request... hee... they were screening HAIRSPRAY outside the museum! gosh.. it nearly got me DANCING again. There's this NIGHT FESTIVAL going on in museum and the SMU grounds. Lots to see.. the museum operating hours were extended, the movie screening, the percussion performance frm SMU even to the outdoor concert. It definitely was an eye opening experience. :) Going back tml!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH GOSH. smth paiseh happend to me just now. I was waiting for bus at the compass pt bustop. sitting nex to this guy in red tee. Waited for 20 mins bus didnt come, so decided to take cab.. As i was turning to my left, i REALISED he's a fren of mine! He kept calling my name softly to see if its me. but the KUKU me was wearing earphones so cant tell at all.. HAHA... so PAISEH LA!! sitting 20 mins beside me n i cant even tell..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tml's a happy day! meeting gupi,ah li n jos at CP to buy things for xia. then off to see my BABY JAVIER! been waiting for donkey YRS. like FINALLY. then meeting hon n yu at night!! dropping by to see their dance. weekend spent with LOVE ones. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh. and shoutout to ms AUNTY NANCY SHU!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;JIAYOU JIAYOU JIAYOU!! don't be dishearten!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photos!!! :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227042222549988450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/SIovNRUPdGI/AAAAAAAAAKo/1TMsM6N0rnA/s320/DSC01629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227042222626833602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/SIovNRmkBMI/AAAAAAAAAKw/HHpR0_atnms/s320/DSC01633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227042228686571474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/SIovNoLUR9I/AAAAAAAAAK4/x3hJeOhKUPA/s320/DSC01634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227042229289096162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/SIovNqa-E-I/AAAAAAAAALA/OwDQHUrtqC0/s320/DSC01636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lastly. Shoutout to all the NUS NTU SMU pple. starting sch soon! JIAYOU!! to all the freshmans too. dear gupi n feifei. JIAYOU JIAYOU!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;love,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FJJ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-8939104260914040811?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/8939104260914040811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=8939104260914040811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/8939104260914040811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/8939104260914040811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/07/other-side-of-singapore.html' title='the other side of SINGAPORE'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/SIovNRUPdGI/AAAAAAAAAKo/1TMsM6N0rnA/s72-c/DSC01629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-4702251195293893550</id><published>2008-07-14T00:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T15:06:17.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/SHoyh9ZSPFI/AAAAAAAAAKY/9vcERmD2_Jc/s1600-h/DSC01498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222542276887198802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/SHoyh9ZSPFI/AAAAAAAAAKY/9vcERmD2_Jc/s320/DSC01498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               Multi-tasking: going on pointe while eating&lt;br /&gt;                                                                Fully utilised of TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/SHoyh1CI-yI/AAAAAAAAAKg/6DqodJhcKw0/s1600-h/footprints+in+our+heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222542274642639650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/SHoyh1CI-yI/AAAAAAAAAKg/6DqodJhcKw0/s320/footprints+in+our+heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this pic. Taken back in our Desaru trip. mich took this pic at the Ostrich farm. It's the exact place where we stepped on. That more or less sums up our 2/4 friendship. Each of us, left footprints in each other's heart. traces of each other. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;Someone( obviously, i FORGOT the name...) once told me, my blog's TOO WORDY. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-4702251195293893550?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/4702251195293893550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=4702251195293893550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/4702251195293893550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/4702251195293893550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/07/pictures.html' title='Pictures!!'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/SHoyh9ZSPFI/AAAAAAAAAKY/9vcERmD2_Jc/s72-c/DSC01498.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-3084707133594773540</id><published>2008-07-14T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T00:40:03.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lu chi LEADS the way!!</title><content type='html'>Yesyesyes. as HONARY PRESIDENT of the LU-CHI CLUB, I'm extremely proud of myself. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;well not that I can help it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just LOVE to lead the way. HAHHA. Even when I don't know the directions. Picture this: I get lost in toilets in shopping centres. I always do not know which way to turn when I come out. But DON"T CARE. I just LEAD the way. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 incidents to PROVE that my lu-chi isnt THAT &lt;em&gt;BAD &lt;/em&gt;after all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) We were sending Pingu off 2 weeks ago, then after nua-ing for awhile we decided to leave. Everyone departed in their own ways. Ah neh,npy, qi n me we headed for the bustop while gupi n kangfei went for the train. BUTBUTBUT. gupi n KF they were walking in the opposite direction when the MRT stn is behind them! HAHA. me being a LU-CHI saves the day when I called GUPI to informed her that she's walking in the WRONG direction. APPLAUSE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I(don't know why, can't think of a logical reason), accompanied gupi to buy her sports shoes at suntec. YES. We got LOST AGAIN. you know at this new fountain in suntec. there were 4 exists that leads to different way and it looks the SAME to gupi n me. So we happily tried all..HAHA.. there was this counter thats next to the fountain and the guy sitting behind it kept looking at us. Knowing OBVIOUSLY that we lost our directions. T.T IN THE END, with my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;expert navigations &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we left the building SAFELY in one piece! Picture this: Lu-CHI leading lu-CHI!! Gosh. I was discussing with qi that it has been decided. My other half would have to have great sense of directions! hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wellwellwell... I just proved that I might not be lu-chi after all right. I discovered another thing in me. Thats (according to hon) my 3 &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;second goldfish memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of late, this symptom has been deteoriating. I was relating incident A to hon. This new eating place that yi recommended that I wanted to bring her there. She told me, I related that to her exactly a week ago and i have TOTALLY no recollection of it. HAHHA.. Also, I was updating ah neh on incident B in my life. To realised, I told her the same thing a couple of days ago. GOSHGOSHGOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lu-Chi&lt;br /&gt;- Constantly getting Lost and end up kana cheat my taxi driver coz he bring me huan2 dao3 zui1 zui1 zui1&lt;br /&gt;- always blur-ing / ston-ing&lt;br /&gt;- 3 sec memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;what's next?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updatesupdatesUPDATES!&lt;br /&gt;fri &amp;amp; sat was COOL. 48hrs marathon with FXM &amp;amp; FMM. FRI was bdae party at FGG's place. COOL. Knew a whole bunch of new friends(lovely pple). Played silly games. Drank wierd things. blushed face. cabbed home at 3AM. SAT woke up at 11plus by FMM, met. Reggaed at O with FMM,FXM &amp;amp; yi. COOL. muscle acheeee. then rushed home to bath. met FMM again. to cini. KO NIGHT. COOOOL. KO night cool. locking cool. POPPING COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended the marathon weekend a tired but happy LU-CHI. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REGGAE is my next LOVE. I can't stop thinking about it! Thinking of going for the course. Hee.. and after this weekend. My opinion for POPPING changed. It isn't that bad after all. HAHA. I was telling FMM. After i conquer reggae I could try pop or salsa. Till then. Decide again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im blessed with lovely friends. They always made my day. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HUGs to yi for the pretty CHOCO mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;welcome to FXM into the family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SENDING positive energy to FMM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as usual, missing my 2/4 peeps. meetups meetups!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FJJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-3084707133594773540?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/3084707133594773540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=3084707133594773540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/3084707133594773540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/3084707133594773540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/07/lu-chi-leads-way.html' title='Lu chi LEADS the way!!'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-6261623091485946382</id><published>2008-07-08T01:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T01:22:09.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MS SENSITIVE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ms SENSITIVE is &lt;em&gt;BACK.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo.empty.sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two of my sec clique has left for australia. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;missing them already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, cried buckets. but true. I need to be happy for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've told Zhang da shen. This is a new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please please take TRUCKLOADS of pictures especially YOU grave. so that I know how u guys are doing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, update again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day(frm gupi) : " the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;OLDER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i get, the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;FUNNIER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I become."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-6261623091485946382?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/6261623091485946382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=6261623091485946382' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/6261623091485946382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/6261623091485946382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/07/ms-sensitive.html' title='MS SENSITIVE.'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-5849074139650349786</id><published>2008-07-02T01:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T01:24:11.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A trip to remember</title><content type='html'>HEY my dearies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case your didnt catch the video i made for Pingu &amp;amp; grave...&lt;br /&gt;here's the URL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X9jTawSMFQw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X9jTawSMFQw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-5849074139650349786?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/5849074139650349786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=5849074139650349786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/5849074139650349786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/5849074139650349786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/07/trip-to-remember.html' title='A trip to remember'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-30215212895880888</id><published>2008-07-01T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T23:49:34.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY GUPI!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY my evil TWINNIE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the 20 twenty club!!&lt;br /&gt;A gathering/celebration was held yesterday. Gupi wanted zi cha. So that was what we had. 14 of us. qi,gupi,lester,grave,pingu,yw,boon,karl,wuya,shu,mich,lester,npy and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all in XUE SHENG ZHUANG. HAHAHA.. only gupi in long skirt. She REALLY looked a teacher. YEs. the theme yesterday was BACK TO SCHOOL. Haha.. checkered was a hot favourite. Pingu was the most jing ye person. We should present an award to her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Zi Cha we shopped. Then to Cafe Cartel for cakes aft 9.. HAHA.. Sat till 11plus. We shared lots of stories, reminising about the old days. Suddenly realised, lots of things were going on during secondary days. Too much, that sometimes I dont remember them anymore. But those were happy carefree days. Me and my friends. I would not have exchange it with anything else in the world. haha.. We had a nice talk last night. LOVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More outings my dear friends!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-30215212895880888?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/30215212895880888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=30215212895880888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/30215212895880888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/30215212895880888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-gupi.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY GUPI!!'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-491277558238185329</id><published>2008-07-01T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T23:38:21.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAIRIE</title><content type='html'>This is a SHOUTOUT to my deearest FAIRIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recieved her sms today. that she's not feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOmetimes, I wonder if our hearts are connected. I was thinking about her today too. And coincidently, I have fever + sore throat today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yi, our hearts must BE BEATING AS ONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I would like to thank her X 10000000000000000000000000000000...&lt;br /&gt;For the pair of slippers(in GREEN my FAV!!) and the HANDMADE box she made for me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially the box hor, initially i thought the box was purchased. Turned out, she wrapped and designed it all by herself!! Must be lots of hard work and effort. LOVE YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to see each other LOTS LOTS LOTS LOTS. like sometimes 7days in a week?&lt;br /&gt;That's why it's sad now. I don't see her as much. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chang gu mi shi!! Pls get well soon!! Me too. We must catch up before school starts. You never left my mind!! love love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-491277558238185329?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/491277558238185329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=491277558238185329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/491277558238185329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/491277558238185329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/07/fairie.html' title='FAIRIE'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-7658077639947386509</id><published>2008-07-01T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T23:32:53.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DANCE!!</title><content type='html'>I miss my dance khakis. like SERIOUSLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rach aka my FMM, DOLL,MING,SASA,MEL,MAG,SUI,my dearest fairie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to meet up SO OFTEN in a week!! Now.. we havent really got together in a LONG LONG TIME. WAY WAY WAY before exam started. And i haven been dancing for DONKEY YEARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the point, even mr Michael noticed. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HHN!! Let's get back into momentum again! DANCE DANCE DANCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-7658077639947386509?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/7658077639947386509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=7658077639947386509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/7658077639947386509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/7658077639947386509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/07/dance.html' title='DANCE!!'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-4355245057493548171</id><published>2008-07-01T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T23:28:34.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathe in..</title><content type='html'>OK. Im not exactly in the best mood now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly realise the importance of my notebook to me.. my organisor.. smth that sets my whole ENTIRE LIFE in the right pace, deadlines and to remember EVERYTHING that my 3second memory cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I don't use it. This is what that happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, recently, I started leaving it at home while I go out. Reason being, it's not LIGHT u see. I have a nice organisor but its pretty HEAVY. Of course, with the amount of things i have to take note, it got to be of a GOOD SIZE. At least enough to contain all info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL WELL WELL. I do jot things down in my organisor, but since its at home, I don't refer to it as much as I used to. Hence deadlines, tasks, birthdays etc slipped my mind and i enter into a procrastination state. And I don't like it when things don't go right. Something like messing up every single thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLEH. so now, i have super super alot of tasks to complete within a short time frame. BOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note the word, ORGANISEr. It helps to ORGANISE my life. Note to myself: NEVER NEVER LEAVE HSE WITH IT. ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;It stays within 1meter of my vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots have been happening recently. Just that either im too occupied or lazy to post it.. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;First is the MUCH ANTICIPATED DESARU TRIP!! now don't kill me people.. HAHA.. i know that happend like 2 or 3 weeks ago.. now then i say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally enjoyed myself. I must say although I have always been in close contact with my frens, updating each other's lifes and always meeting up. This was a different experience to me! Having a shared precious memory together. Lots of pics were snapped. Most of the pics in mich's cam were all my BEAUTIFUL ANGELIC FACE. HAHAHHA.. I cant wait for our next trip already.!!!&lt;br /&gt;Where?! Australia to visit pingu and grave? or to REDANG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear ZHANG DA SHEN and Grave leaving soon! Pingu on 5th Jul and grave on 7th Jul.&lt;br /&gt;I truly truly wish them all the best. Hope they will miss me like I miss them dearly. We had a farewell party for them last sat, 28th June. I wanted to make smth special for them. Knowing me, i always LOVE to add a personal touch to things. I've decided on a card video for them!! that video pretty much sums up how I felt. haha.. and the video also preserved the best memory we had together. they can just watch it in Australia too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly. WORK. It kind of reminds me of my first job at RE. Not that MA is similr to there in terms of the environment etc. its just that.. I feel for the next 2 mths, I can truly pick up lots of knowledge frm my current workplace. Like my first job in RE. I learned LOTSSSS. Things i believe most pple my age would not have a chance to experience. HAHA.. this job too. Opened my eyes to another world. Being resourceful, not juz on knowledge but in handling situation. No time for u to procrastinate, u muz prioritise n plan time well. Communication skills. HAHA.. I totally love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ONLY bad side is... being PUNCTUAL.. HAHA.. I was the CHI DAO QUEEN. note the word "WAS". But not anymore. I try to be punctual, early or the most a few mins late. Its the company culture and the stupid punch card system. T.T.. anyway, its good training for me la.. HAHAHA... Waking up at 6 to get ready for work is TORMENTING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick. Fever + Sore throat. BLEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing dance LOTS. Wants to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-4355245057493548171?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/4355245057493548171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=4355245057493548171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/4355245057493548171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/4355245057493548171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/07/breathe-in.html' title='Breathe in..'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-8913844388735120384</id><published>2008-06-14T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T00:47:11.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STONING is my fav pastime</title><content type='html'>STONE. STONE STONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you caught me alone by myself, you'll prob see a blank expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work's COOL. totally a new experience for me. GREAT learning exposure. Calling and calling to different countries!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk. TALK. talk. confirm. CONFIRM. confirm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's mostly what i do, talk to inquire and confirm. Haha.. You do know i LOVE to talk. yes. true. ONLY in PUBLIC or when I want to catch up with my friends. I have so much so much things to update them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was telling kang fei just now.. In fact, when i'm alone, i'm super quiet. I remember highest record, only speaking like less than 15lines in that one day. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say, that's mostly the character of an artist. They talk to much in public but behind the cameras they are actually shy and quiet. i STRONGLY believe I'm like that. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is transition period now. I'm tired EVERYDAY. Hope things will soon be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Malaysia with besties have been confirmed!!! i CANT WAIT FOR THE TRIP HOR. faster comeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok sleeping soon. LOVE LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-8913844388735120384?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/8913844388735120384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=8913844388735120384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/8913844388735120384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/8913844388735120384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/06/stoning-is-my-fav-pastime.html' title='STONING is my fav pastime'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-2442183641297638986</id><published>2008-06-03T02:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T15:06:17.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random.</title><content type='html'>There were some pictures that I wanted to share but no time. So here they are!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this pic to the core. The couple in the picture is actually my grandparents. they are so sweet. I wish i would be like them when I'm old too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                                   Till eternal do us apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/SEQ5j9qXZkI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/kEPJNKaEMQI/s1600-h/DSC01390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207350359157597762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/SEQ5j9qXZkI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/kEPJNKaEMQI/s320/DSC01390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken when I was in the Singapore Flyover. Look at the clear blue skies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                        This is probably the closest to heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/SEQ5kGNEXcI/AAAAAAAAAJY/8e2YWXm5HOo/s1600-h/DSC01404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207350361450634690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/SEQ5kGNEXcI/AAAAAAAAAJY/8e2YWXm5HOo/s320/DSC01404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/SEQ5kr7eXXI/AAAAAAAAAJg/q4pRR8ArluY/s1600-h/Spore+Flyover+25th+May+08+086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207350371577388402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/SEQ5kr7eXXI/AAAAAAAAAJg/q4pRR8ArluY/s320/Spore+Flyover+25th+May+08+086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha. This totally is my SLOGAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I may be late, but i'm WORTH the wait! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/SEQ5k9uEDNI/AAAAAAAAAJo/MvyVDJTeoCU/s1600-h/DSC01476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207350376352976082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/SEQ5k9uEDNI/AAAAAAAAAJo/MvyVDJTeoCU/s320/DSC01476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok... random posts. hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lovelove,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FJJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/SEQ5lKYKopI/AAAAAAAAAJw/vLxPY1AwgW4/s1600-h/DSC01466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207350379750793874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/SEQ5lKYKopI/AAAAAAAAAJw/vLxPY1AwgW4/s320/DSC01466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-2442183641297638986?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/2442183641297638986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=2442183641297638986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/2442183641297638986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/2442183641297638986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/06/random.html' title='Random.'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/SEQ5j9qXZkI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/kEPJNKaEMQI/s72-c/DSC01390.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-6889929835736938082</id><published>2008-06-03T01:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T02:09:45.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TWENTY20!!</title><content type='html'>WOOHOO!!! I'm OFFICIALLY 20!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the first few minutes of my birthday doing spring cleaning, does that suggest a more organised and great year ahead?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. anyway, this year's birthday has been special.( in fact every year is special! ) Especially the fact that, previously it was mostly with just friends. This year, my family celebrated for me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with parents and bro at Vienna in United Square. then to peranakan museum then dinner with 2/4 clique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog was started for this reason, As the start of a digit 2.. It means a new beginning of me and i want to record down the whole process! I've read my previous posts, haha, so far, it has been an exciting first half of the year! Not bad, my birtday falls in the middle of the year. this gives me chancees to reflect on the first half of the year and decide my direction for the 2nd half!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.. i aspire to be thinner(AS ALWAYS.), a more successful and capable person, more interaction with my treasured friends and my MR RIGHT(whereareYOu?!!!). hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've recieved wonderful gifts this year. Nice sweet tube dress from the 2/4s, billabong slippers(in green my FAVOURITE!) from &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;FAIRIE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:):):):) Love all of them to bits,pieces, fragments and molecues!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum was wonderful too. trip to ikea,new wallet,sports shoes,$$,buffet and LOTS OF TLCS! bro was sweet too. He's bringing me to blade tml at ECP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well, I'm excited about what the rest of the year would be. But no matter what, i'll promise to live each day fully!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole of this week is COOOOOOL. MEETUPS and meetups and MEETUPS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm truly blessed. With the sweetest group of friends and loving family. What more can I ask for? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:):):):):):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-6889929835736938082?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/6889929835736938082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=6889929835736938082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/6889929835736938082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/6889929835736938082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/06/twenty20.html' title='TWENTY20!!'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-7003288160365065776</id><published>2008-05-30T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T00:49:06.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ACTION mama.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;haha... as what qi calls it :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEE!!! EXams are like TOTALLY over &lt;em&gt;(although this post came in 1WEEK aft my papers ended. HAHA!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was definitely a fantastic feeling. Prior to my IBM paper, which is my last for this academic year... i was thinking.. GOSH. thats it. I only studied 4 chapters and I'm sitting for the paper soon. It came out not that bad in the end... HAHA. at least all the chapters i studied came out! Most of the qns were relevant to what i covered. Ok. My heart was practically screaming inside when my papers ended at 1pm. LIKE FINALLY. as pingu puts it.. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me being a hermit crab for the past months, complaining to my close ones about being stuck at home too much and that im gOing absolutely crazy. I celebrated with my uni friends by gOing yum cha at chinatown!! We have been craving this for like months and we finally eat it. Ming n deb were there too. they SPECIALLY took 2hours off to join us.rach came from home. We were like hungry monsters on the loose.. haha! i think even the waitress was afraid of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. As i missed out too much. I'll try to list out what i did on each day. Its such an action packed week tht i got to write it down!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 23 May - first day of ..... FREEDOM&lt;br /&gt;Went back to my previous coy to tempt for a day. It was definitely lovely, seeing familiar faces, talking to them, catching up. :) just that C n WL were not there, both were on leave on the same day. At night, it was the much anticipated clubbing session! by me,yw,boon and pingu and yw's guy friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phuture was packed and we were force to go zouk coz we can't enter Velvet due to age limit issues. GOSHHHH....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Techno music is PURE CRAP. How could anyone dance happily to it???? Anyway the only plus point was seeing the angmos dance.. they were totally into it and it was fun watching them. other than that, PURE CRAP. I actually got dizzy.. Not because of the two drinks, but due to the stupid atmosphere.yes. swear NEVER to end clubs that play &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;TECHNO.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 24th May - LOVELY.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting in the morning with YEC. Evening was spent with family. You see, my aunt winnie and aunt june and my uncle and i, our BIRTHDAYS were quite close. so yearly without fail, we'll throw a combine birthday celebration. Last year was a BBQ. We had a chalet at downtown east, all of us were there, including my grandparents. they were SWEET to the core. I'll tell u why later. Oh it was FUN! we hasnt been doing this for a LONG LONG TIME. We sought of had a food marathon. HAHA! ok lunch was at food court at the newly opened E HUB, den tea time at the hongkong cafe, ( in between, my aunts and i  we went to this taiwan eatery place to try their food, smth like shilin ye shi or shaolin according to ah neh. HAHA!) straight after, was dinner at this famous chicken rice place in E HUB. After that we walked around E Hub at downtown east. btw, they had a mini ferris wheel.. Do not try though, nothing much. It looks more prettier on the outside than sitting inside. ( reason: IMAGINE, being stared by different levels of people while u were in the ferris wheel, its in the middle of a shopping centre u see and people could juz watch u from the outside like you are animals in zoo. HAHA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN ... we wandered to the arcade!! GUYS. the arcade is a MUST TRY. Me n my cousins, we had a fantastic time there!!! Thanks to my aunt susie who sponsored us 20bucks. HAHA.. we played lots of games. While we were playing, my aunts n uncles went over to Nebo to chat( u see, they sit n eat again. T.T whb HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.. we decided to watch movie! Midnight show at 11.30. All 11 of us! it was such a family event. i LOVE the bonding. HEHE. Movie was Indiana Jones. I must say, Harrison Ford is extremely charming for his age. Mind u, he's nearly 70 this year and you see this old ah pek doing all the action mama things and running around. ( well maybe he didnt have a stand by to do the difficult stunts, but for an ah gong, he's quite agile already!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I totaly love this family bonding. 2/4s!! mayb we should book a chalet one day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 25th may - SINGAPORE FLYER.&lt;br /&gt;It was a half day tour with grandparents from mama's side and granny from dad's side, me and my mom. We had high tea at dim sum place at toa payoh. Shoped, looked around, bonding with my grandparents. i totally adore them. ALL 3 of them. Then it was to SF!! I love wat i saw. The scenaries was breathtaking to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT. It's worth to only go once. Haha.. unless its special occasion with your love ones. I'm already thiking of the solemnization held in MID AIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was heartwarming dinner at amk, next to where courts is. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday 26th May - MOVIE date with THAM!!&lt;br /&gt;GOsh haven seen her in AGES. But i love it! It's like there was no absence AT ALL. Hehe.. we had fantastic crepes at cini basement. that was GREAT! Then movies at cathay. MADE OF HONOR! LOVe the show. It's like the male version of my best friend's wedding. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed 28th May - UNEXPECTED meetup.&lt;br /&gt;Went for interview at kelly. Was thinking that, since in town and nearly lunch time, might as well meet up with ah neh. Called and arranged. In the end, Yanen, ah neh and me, we were having lunch at MOS in raffles city! it was an unexpected meetup and im so GLAD to see them after such a long time. Hehe.. and we just chatted and fill each other on newest updates. It was my aunt winnie's bdae too. SMSed to wish her and also asked if she wants to join me n my mom's shopping spree later. turned out, she was with my uncle and they were meeting my aunt soon. SO. It turned out to be another unplanned meeting! my mom, both my aunts,uncle, cousin n me. HAHA. AND AND AND my aunt winnie bought me a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MANGO&lt;/span&gt; bag as bdae gift! Why red u may ask.. HAHA. coz It's too striking and i simply HAVE to OWN it. My favourite color is still GREEN though. anyway, we had nice cheese cakes n afternoon tea at saycheesecake! this place at great world city. Walked, shopped. and dinner at Kenny rogers. Hehe..I totally enjoyed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs 29th May - INterview and interview and interview.&lt;br /&gt;Day didnt start on a great note. Was wearing new pair of heels. Every step is in pain. EVERY STEP. Managed to pull myself to the first interview, an HR and admin position. hm.. was quite similar to what i have done previously.. 2nd interview was COOL. new exposure, new jobscope, COOL PAY. and i GOT IT!!! Ask me for details when u see me k. It's not too nice to say all here although MOST of my close friends must have heard of it. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 30th May - SLACK+SHOP!&lt;br /&gt;watched a couple of shows online then went J8 with mama. Initially was just lOoking around. END UP. doing shopping spree at S&amp;amp;K. CHEAP DEAL due to GSS. We got quite alot. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I cant wait for tml!! Morning is mini meetup with JC friends at ECP. the SUN!! GOSH GOSH GOSH. cant wait. and night. is MEETUP with DEAR SEC CLIQUE!! HOHOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is packed to the brim. I need to enjoy myself to the fullest. My job's starting on 9th June and after that i'll be pretty much occupied! Love the feeling of being busy again. GUys please bOok me for meetups!! I miss everyone to the core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven danced in centuries. shall resume this sunday!! bought lots recently. Must be the GSS.&lt;br /&gt;Damage done:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;RED mango bag :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;killer heels - i cant live without them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 books from nicholas spark&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;red wallet - to match my new bag!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;eh.. ok.. there were more. but well i Dont remember them anymore!Ok this is extremely LONG POST. There will be one mroe coming up later!i Just have to blog about my grandparents. HEHE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A series of unexpected events. :) I'm blessed i must say. LOVE ALL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;love,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FJJ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-7003288160365065776?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/7003288160365065776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=7003288160365065776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/7003288160365065776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/7003288160365065776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/05/action-mama.html' title='ACTION mama.'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-2382516004940319023</id><published>2008-05-15T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T19:53:58.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to GO OUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As I stare out of the window, I'm wondering to myself. why why WHY WHY WHY??? WHy am I coped up at home. This is sucha good weather, I could be out somewhere. SHOPPING, SUNTANNING. GOSHHHHHHHHHHHH.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Many people told me i'm fairer now, must be the lack of vitamin D. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND on top of this, my dear hp earphones gave up on me. I know its problematic, always has been. I didn't know its that serious till today. But GOSH i think my new earpiece cost 20bucks?! or more i dunno. Wx got a new pair and she told me the price, but i forgot. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want to work. I need MONEY! there's alot of unlimited wants in my list and to achieve that, i need $$$$$$. Looking for a temp job is the top priority once my exams end. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Recently, I've been accepting functions to host. There's the upcoming golf tournament cum charity dinner on 27th and in sept the mid autumn festival dinner co hosting with my dearest mum. MAYBE I should consider going professional! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok. This is a random post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm just bored. WAY BORED to the core like a hermit crab. I don't know how orchard looks like now. When was the last time i enter town? Probably 4mths ago when i went shopping for chinese new year. GOSHHHH. and the problem is, when my exams truly end next thurs(22nd), I might not have the mood to celebrate already. You know like your hunger, if you don't eat, after a while the urge to eat just goes off. That's how i will feel then, i'll prob be too busy looking for a job too. GOSHHHHHHHHHHHHh. well don't care. I don't want to think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B-O-R-E-D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-2382516004940319023?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/2382516004940319023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=2382516004940319023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/2382516004940319023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/2382516004940319023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-want-to-go-outtttttttttttttttt.html' title='I want to GO OUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-8790528448853699094</id><published>2008-05-14T01:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T15:06:18.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't be a social worker.</title><content type='html'>Hello my dear friends... I'm finally back blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my absence here, pretty much incidents took place one after another, back2back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, its the cyclone hitting Myanmar. Well to began with, it's properbly one of the poorest country in asia, coupling with its limited resources equals DOOM. You know your people are already suffering and you are down here worrying if your political power wil be shaken if external parties steps in. but HELLO, your people are in danger... If you miss the golden period to save people, which is like the crucial 2 weeks. Thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm frustrated you see, many of the above situations can actually be minimised. The damages i mean to the least. But it's always due to man's silly folly actions and stubborness that causes such tragedies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second issue, its the scale of 7.9 earthequake in sichuan. One whole freaking school of 900kids were buried &lt;em&gt;alive. &lt;/em&gt;Note, its buried ALIVE. Haiz... they are kids you know, they have weak immune system and might not survive the crash. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were reports that both incidents, the cyclone n earthquake although of natural disasters. Might be indirectly caused by global warming. and may i ask why was there global warming? It's again the silly actions of humans, not conserving of what limited remaining resources we have and constantly inflicting wounds on our mother earth again and again, like rubbing salt to wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see im frustrated again. Realising that help is needed but could not think of ways to do much. That's why i can't be a social worker. I think more than half of the time, I'll properbly be crying with the family if they cant get the funds or aid which should be rendered to them. HAHA.. If you haven't seen my ku1 gong1, you should ask my close friends. Trust me, you really don't want to see it coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, mich was quite right. Although my own individual's action may seems small. At least it's the start of something, many small efforts accumulate and combine into one big impact n reaction. Haha.. Maybe conserving natural resources is a good way to start. the 3Rs (&lt;em&gt;sounds familiar yo?!) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;REDUCE&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;REUSE&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;RECYCLE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We must save save save!! Reduce use of plastic bags, stop using disposable items like styrofoam bowls or chopsticks. Hehe.. Doing WHATEVER we can, even if the impact is small. At least we are doing our part. We can have lots of campaigns but if we don't first change our own habits, nothing will change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT!! on a happy note. As most of your may know(if u read my blog LOYALLY HAHA!), I'm in the midst of exams. Stats was BIG SCREWED UP. Econs was ok. Maths was quite ok but could be BETTER. But nvm, all 3 are over. 3down 2 more to go!! Next week there's my favourite socio paper on tues and dreadful IBM on thurs and i'm a FREE BIRD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I have a problem. My mind's supposedly, thinking WAY faster than my typing speed! I get frustrated and irritated when i can't project my feelings. You know I think too fast, but i type too slow. So somewhere in between, I'll get stuck and half of the time i don't what i type. WHy?! Cause of my 3sec goldfish memory. I can't remember what I was thinking about moments ago!! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so to cheer up myself amidst the disguisting screwed stats paper and exams stress( saysay only,I'm like already having PRE celebration mood. HAHA!), I watched Seducing Mr Perfect. It was one of those eh nonsensical korean movies again. But I did carry off something good from that movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199918632033777794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="284" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/SCnScgtO-II/AAAAAAAAAII/dXsnDhqqnJc/s320/daniel+henny3.jpg" width="397" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everybody say with me!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;DANIEL HENNEY&lt;/span&gt;. *&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;heart beats faster and faster&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He is cute to the CORE. Cutest guy in my list now. HAHA. If you look like this, contact me! His ang mo is power too. The built too. EVERYTHING.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeap I'm sleeping soon. Hopefully I'll dream of my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Daniel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;tonight!!Love love to all my dear friends, Can't wait to meet up with everyone. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;everyone wants a &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;PIECE OF ME&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;loves,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FJJ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-8790528448853699094?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/8790528448853699094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=8790528448853699094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/8790528448853699094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/8790528448853699094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-cant-be-social-worker.html' title='I can&apos;t be a social worker.'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/SCnScgtO-II/AAAAAAAAAII/dXsnDhqqnJc/s72-c/daniel+henny3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-4593155738377660777</id><published>2008-05-03T01:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T01:52:16.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild S*x</title><content type='html'>Yes. WILD *E*. A show in discovery channel which showcases us into the world of animals, how they mate and issues on gender authority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discovered some real &lt;em&gt;COOL &lt;/em&gt;facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Clown Fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yes the cute cute adorable fish that we see in Finding Nemo. yes NEMO. The way they function is SO CUTE. You know in each family, they follow this hirarchy system. Whereby the size of each fish between each level is a PRECISE difference of 20%. Like the head of the family is 20% bigger than the next fish and the next fish is 20% bigger than the following fish and the size goes down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the ultimate cool part. Let's say, when the head of the family is being eaten up by another animal. How can a family do without a leader, a male to carry on the family line? At this point of time. the mummy fish, will undergo changes in the BODY aka SEX CHANGE operation into the male fish, the lead of the family. Let's say the one after mummy fish is the brother fish, he will start to produce eggs in his body and he would also undergo sex change operation in his body to a SHE, a female, at the same time grow bigger by 20%. NOTE: they are only ALLOW to grow bigger by 20% when they upgrade, anything more than that, you are being banned and kick out of your own family clan. HOW COOL is that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok to apply this in layman term. When your dad's not around, your mum undergoes sex change operation to become your father. Then your brother become your mother, so on and so for. At the same time, everyone grow bigger/taller/heavier by 20%. Anything more than that, you are being banished from the family. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what wiki described about clown fish:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the dominant female dies, the dominant male &lt;a title="Hermaphrodite" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hermaphrodite#Sequential_hermaphrodites"&gt;changes sex&lt;/a&gt; and becomes the female. &lt;a title="" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clown_fish#cite_note-1"&gt;[2]&lt;/a&gt; They exhibit a sexual life style known as &lt;a title="Hermaphrodite" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hermaphrodite#Sequential_hermaphrodites"&gt;sequential hermaphroditism&lt;/a&gt;, and specifically the protandrous form where they begin as males and can later in life switch to using functioning female &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Gonads" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gonads"&gt;gonads&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;a title="" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clown_fish#cite_note-2"&gt;[3]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clown_fish"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clown_fish&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Snakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Do you know, the ONLY way whereby snakes tell themselves apart, whether you are a male snake or female snake, is through sense of SMELL. Only 2% among snakes are females, the rest are ALL MALES. Ok.. The male snakes locate female snakes by this unique smell that they produce. ( I mean hello~ 98% of your friends are males, it shldnt be too hard to smell out a female partner right?) But there are some male snakes, who actually PURPOSELY produce the female smell to confuse the rest of the snakes, and the funny thing is, most male snakes actually fall in the trap. Reason for doing so is because that clever male snake he wants to divert attention away from the true female snake so that he can have her all to himself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apply this to real life, its like cross dressing, transvestite. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another interesting fact, came across a yahoo site. They found this Squid, and they recorded the LARGEST pupil in the world. Thats even bigger than a dinner plate. GOSH GOSH GOSH. we are talking about DINNER PLATE. Pupil that big?! This squid certainly can see alot more than the rest in the world. But too bad, it's already dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to another issue. I was asking ah neh. Does it makes a difference when the size of our eyes differ? Like with bigger eyes, do you see more? Example in my eyes you are only a size 8 but in another person's eyes u are a size 12??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Take the tv screen for example. I was watching this show at home , i have a normal average TV screen size( i have absolutely no idea how big it is, 22inch?). Then when i went to my grandma's place the next day ( they have a flat rectangular flat screen tv), i saw the same show again. But this time, everyone seems to put on weight by 20%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering, does this applies to us too? Everyone see different amount based on the size of their eyes? HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm puzzled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;loves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-4593155738377660777?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/4593155738377660777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=4593155738377660777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/4593155738377660777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/4593155738377660777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/05/wild-sx.html' title='Wild S*x'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-8347272632277418128</id><published>2008-05-01T03:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T03:46:23.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOOD FOR THOUGHT.</title><content type='html'>I must must MUST talk about this shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like RANKED NO.1 under my FAVOURITE EATING place now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foodforthought.com.sg/hello.html"&gt;http://www.foodforthought.com.sg/hello.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bond, strong bond, sincerity, friendly smiles were what that melted my heart the moment I entered the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a place strongly recommended by my ex-collegue. To think, I've actually never noticed the shop. Its directly opposite National Lib, and is quite near to the traffic junction. But again, thats also what i liked about the place. It only draws people that TRULY appreciate food you see. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The taste of the shitake mushroom soup was still fresh, in fact, as I'm typing this now, I'm already DROOLING. Wenli had Mama Heng, and GOSH GOSH GOSH. Its HEAVENLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were sitting at the counter where you had the VIP view to their whole cookign process. David(1/5 of the owner) chatting merrily to the customers at the counter while preparing his dishes. His amiable and amicable personality must have been another main attraction to that place for me. That down to earth feel. HAHA. I seldom see this kind of open concept in Spore, considering the fact that our society is slowly moving towards ALIENATION and dehumanisation, Food for thought is definitely the place where I'm still able to feel the STRONG human bonds and in chinese call the "qing qie du" in humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my first time at FOT. I am DEFINITELY going back for more!! bringing my close ones with me. Hee.. Ok. This is a shoutout here to my dear 2/4 pple:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Please meet me for a meal at Food for thought in the weekend before my birthday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee.. I will be looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to try most of the food on the menus, after all.. everything looks so TASTY! their desserts too.. OHOHOH... I love what they are doing. Contributing back to the society. Everything is listed in their website. Organisations, projects that they embark on to help the community. GOSH GOSH GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Totally heart the place. :)))))))))))))))))))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Drooling away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-8347272632277418128?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/8347272632277418128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=8347272632277418128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/8347272632277418128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/8347272632277418128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/05/food-for-thought.html' title='FOOD FOR THOUGHT.'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-5921442605430975788</id><published>2008-05-01T03:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T03:32:51.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>$9.90 slippers</title><content type='html'>GOSHHH... Thanks to the slippers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I was on my way to National lib to meet my friends for our full-day-mugging- session. I reached the study lounge at 9.20, saw my friends and started walking towards them. Just as im doing so, my left slipper suddenly gave way and the STRAP CAME OUT. Just like that. PHEWWW~! luckily it happened there and then at the lib, Can you imagine me,limping my way from the city hal stn if it have broke earlier?! I'll probably just dig a hole and hide myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ika borrowed her slippers to me, i rushed down to cheers(yes you never read wrongly, its CHEERS,the 7-11 alike shop at Bras Besah) spent 10mins choosign a new pair of slippers.. HAHA! and its not bad, i think its nice! hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must have accumulated some good karma :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next... the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;SWELTERING HOT WEATHER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incident 1: I had a lecture at 3.30 today, so as usual, took the normal 7minutes route to the bustop. Note: I havent walked under the blazing sun for weeks coz most of my lessons were in the mrn. I nearly fainted, it was SO SO SO HOT. I could literally feel the sweat tickling down my BACK. YUCKS. nevermind. At last, I reached the bustop.&lt;br /&gt;Damn. The bus took a good TWENTY mins to reach. The expression on my face must have been scary or extremely fierce, I recalled, no one was standing within 2meters of me despite the fact that the bustop was CROWDED.. HAHAHHA... &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My face was as black as&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;ah neh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incident 2: I realised, I'm easily agitated, irritated and grumpy recently. I was talking to Dolly at the nat lib yesterday and ika thought we were QUARRELING when we were not. HAHA! Our expressions must have been real fierce. hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and therefore I made a conclusion: I'm a kind soul, sweet, good natured and SELDOM blow my top. The recent episodes of bad temper, irritatingness, grumpiness is SOLELY due to the increased temperature. In other words,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;BLAME it on the WEATHER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Speaking of which, there's this rising awareness on global warming. This broughts up the global community, combined efforts to ease the problem. Haha.. i saw the represent of World Bank urging coporations to contribute and do their part. COOL!! Mass media is definitely the best medium to reach out to people and all these actions defintely speaks louder than words. Actually, all this starts from you and me! ( sounds like an advertisment line right?!) We should do OUR PART for our mother earth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save save save, take only when its necessary. Mr bean's a shop that I patronise on a regular basis and they ALWAYS puts my soya bean drink in plastic bags. I was thinking, i actually don't need the bag when I'm drinking on the spot. So recently, I stopped asking for it. Each action COUNTS you see. Hee.. Trips to shops like Popular too.. When i buy small items, I don't ask for package anymore, I'll just dump them into my bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are certain movements tht have taken in place to support the green movement.&lt;br /&gt;1) IKEA. - my favourite furniture mall, their meatballs are FANTASTIC. haha.. ok the main point it, they don't provide plastic bags anymore. All customers are kindly advised to bring their own carriers, otherwise you would have to purchase ur plastic bags. and if im not wrong, all proceeds goes to some charity organisation.&lt;br /&gt;2) SBS - Thank god for the person who created/invented E-Z link card. I think that saved TONS of paper for SBS. In the past, during the flimsy bus card era. you get a bus ticket whenever you board the bus, and the time spent to do so it LONG. Worse, you see the bus ticket EVERYWHERE in the bus. Between seats, on the floor etc. Worse i will keep mine in the wallet, and before i know it, the amount of bus tickets in my wallet is even MORE THAN the cash i carry.&lt;br /&gt;3) The Earth day concert and the earth/green hour? haha.. whatever they call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see... all this action COUNTS!!&lt;br /&gt;As i'm typing this post,under a temperature of 30degree celsius, feeling sticky ALL over despite bathing like juz a few hours ago, I felt that we gradually or IS ALREADY feeling the impact of global warming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The increase in temperature, spells of droughts, food shortage.. All this spells BIG TROUBLE to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. I'm definitely supporting the Green movement, in fact I'm already thinking of bringing my own utensils when i go out in future. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-5921442605430975788?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/5921442605430975788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=5921442605430975788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/5921442605430975788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/5921442605430975788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/05/990-slippers.html' title='$9.90 slippers'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-3586927402400322141</id><published>2008-04-28T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T23:37:23.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mental note</title><content type='html'>This is a note to myself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Not to&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Do Not&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Can't&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Shouldn't&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Stop &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;peeping into other people's blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did. T.T Just a while ago. Now, I feel as if the whole world out there has already started their fabulous vacation,summer holidays, ended their Year one in uni while I'm still slogging away here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BOOO!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really shouldn't have gone blog hopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happy note, mum will be back here tml!! I can't wait to hear about Hainan and MOST IMPORTANTLY: the THINGS that she's bringing back for me HAHAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-3586927402400322141?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/3586927402400322141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=3586927402400322141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/3586927402400322141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/3586927402400322141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/04/mental-note.html' title='Mental note'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-8982851554242851170</id><published>2008-04-28T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T01:22:20.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is getting nowhereeeee</title><content type='html'>GOSHHH.. Someone,anyone,YOU the one reading this post now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;SAVE MEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It happens every single time.. haha.. I watched dou niu Yby recently n ohmyohmyOHMY. I cant get the show out of my mind now!! It's supposed to be filled with notes, equations, definitions and watsoever. NOT 17 episodes of DNYBY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is not &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;COOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s shoutout to my AVID n LOYAL reader ms DEW who thinks she's that one GREAT women, thanks for reading my blog REGULARLY!! Keep up with this good HABIT. love love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-8982851554242851170?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/8982851554242851170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=8982851554242851170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/8982851554242851170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/8982851554242851170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-is-getting-nowhereeeee.html' title='This is getting nowhereeeee'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-1969301196411904366</id><published>2008-04-26T02:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T02:46:09.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of UNLIMITED wants</title><content type='html'>I have so many, many many MANY things that i wan to do...&lt;br /&gt;But i guess all have to be put on hold till after exams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;just in case i forget about them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(tendency is real HIGH due to my 3 second goldfish memory)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall list it HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;To do list and things to BUY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;watch/finish up dramas - ISWAK2!!!, ming zhong zhu ding wo ai ni ( I couldn't resist and ended up rushing through bull fighting a few days ago.. HAHA!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pack my messy room - my sensitive nose detector tells me that my room is real filthy now..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BOOKS - my nicholas spark series and of course other recommended novels on my bk list, books on styling hair from kino etc&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CLOTHES - new stock of clothes, MORE clothes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt; wallet! - i haven given up on it.. just that i haven come across any that i really like... well there was this one from GUESS.. its close to what i want and not ex, 60+ BUT.. there's no coin segment to store coins.. T.T&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;new BAG!! - though i have MANY, to the state that there's almost no room for more.. but HAHHA.. no woman will COMPLAIN that she have too many bags and won't ask for more.. (P.S my mom's in hainan now and i asked her to buy a new bag for me YET AGAIN! haha)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my BALLROOM dance classes - searching HIGH and LOW for rumba or social dance classes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;new pair of DANCE shoes - had my eye on nike dunks.. the high back, high collar kind? aiya i dun the actual name for it.. HAHHA.. ( its time to throw my mickey mouse dance shoes away.. its comfy!! but in bad condition T.T)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my mini getaway - was discussing with evil twinnie and ah neh that day.. BATAM!! hope that we'll be able to go.. hehe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;places of interest - to revisit the armenian church at armenian street, all the older buildings of spore, the know the spore tours, peranakan museum, malay village etc..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watch PRETTY woman  - i CANT believe, i actually haven watch this movie!! julia roberts is ultra cool!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;meet up with dearest 2/4 cliques on my birthday :P - nice nice cosy place.. no more KISSING n embarrass TASKS again PLSSSSSS&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;spending more more mroe more time with my love ones - 2/4 clique, sibrasathamyi, family, friends.. more meet ups!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;PLENTY of K-BOX aka singing sessions - COME ON!! i have 3000000000 songs on my list that i want to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;singggggg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;MJ sessions!! (hand itchy again :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha.. ok actually there are LOTS more.. but i just don't remember now( see, its thanks to my 3sec goldfish memory aka 3secGFM again... T.T)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As i was saying earlier on, I watched Bull fighting aka dou niu yao bu yao a few days ago..  As usual mike ho is CUTE,SUAVE, "HANDSOME".. But he looks the same in every show.. T.T always the fierce character on the outside but gentle in the inside.. haha..But watched the NGs, he's REAL FUNNY!! The one that surprised me was Hebe, this was her first time as female lead but i think she did a great job.. Her acting looks quite natural to me.. so good job on her part!! I'm totally in love with the song Hebe sang to Mike in the show - ai lai guo!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well overall, the plot was predictable, expected, using almost predictable outcomes.. But its always the kind of show that will capture the hearts of all obasans and young innocent gals/woman ( like me.. T.T) hahaha.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My mum will only be back on tues... BOOO!! missing her already.. T.T Revision have been quite stagnent YET AGAIn. well WAS. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but now NO. HAHA.. after listing the to-do list.. I felt more driven to mug!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok last point. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is a shoutout to all of my friends who have actually finished their exams:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Please DO NOT TELL me how you CELEBRATED your after exams or I'm gonna whack ur backsideeeee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Reason being, my sch among all the unis, will be the last to start and end paper.. and so in order to meet the scenario where i'll be slacking or celebrating TOGETHER with my friends and jealous of them.. DON"T TELL ME. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Exam dates:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;8th May, Thurs - Econs 10am to 1pm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;9th May, Fri - Stats 1 10am to 12noon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;13th May,Tues - Maths 1 10am to 12noon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;20th May,tues - Socio 10am to 1pm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LASTLY... 22May, Thurs - IBM 10am to 1pm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;till then...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;loves,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FJJ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-1969301196411904366?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/1969301196411904366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=1969301196411904366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/1969301196411904366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/1969301196411904366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/04/of-unlimited-wants.html' title='of UNLIMITED wants'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-9220166237904298348</id><published>2008-04-19T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T21:22:21.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MUMMY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My MUM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yes. No doubt, the most IMPORTANT woman in my whole life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sometimes, she makes me go CRAZY. She always doesn't mean what she say. Today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we were at my grandma's place, she say she need to buy fruits for tml and will only take a SHORT WHILE. So i agreed. We end up spending nearly two hours at the NTUC and she bought a WHOLE LOT of other stuff. BAHHHH. and i end up real tired, took a nap and the next thing i know, Its already 8pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But i must say, she's one CAPABLE woman. the breadwinner of the house. She's really important to me. Haha... There are many times that i'm thankful for her being there. How she fetches me to school without fail ever since primary school all the till JC. That was how i was able to wake up later for school, or else, imagine crawling up at 5am and taking the bus at 6am. GOSH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how she spends on me. like literally. my piano lessons cost a BOMB, the piano. my tuitions and all the additional classes like Arts class and speech and drama lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, how she lead me into doing volunteering work. The joy that you feel when you help others is perhaps the most precious thing that one can feel. I've also learned the art of communication and interaction from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, no matter how noisy,naggy,grumpy she is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's still my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BELOVED MUM. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-9220166237904298348?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/9220166237904298348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=9220166237904298348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/9220166237904298348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/9220166237904298348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/04/mummy.html' title='MUMMY.'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-2753089518896111266</id><published>2008-04-18T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T01:47:40.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silin or Jacq?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I love it when people call my name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(well obviously only for the GOOD reasons.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel happy. haha... like when my friends talk to me in msn, they will say something like: "&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;silin&lt;/span&gt;, you know .... etc.. ", " what do you think &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;silin&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why.. but i LOVE IT! hehe... Or when i see my BIG NAME in blogs,friendsters etc.. haha.. ok.. don't ask me, i really don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my name LOTS. Although there has been plenty of people who pronounced it wrongly. si ling, ceiling blablabla. It's actually pronounced as &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;xi-ling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt go NLB today, thanks to the bad flu that almost blew my whole nose out and the irritating sore throat. T.T &lt;br /&gt;Homed, missing rotting at home.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;Went to branch at night, next week my mom and gang, they are going HAINAN. HAINAN! It's the eastern Hawaii... GOSH..... Well anyway, they want me to go next week as they are short of helpers(who knows what's going on as there will a couple of new people coming in to help). They asked *** to send me home and he agreed. HOHO... That's REAL SWEET of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few more weeks to exams, hm.. Revision's into full gear, the intensive mugging recently has pulled a toll on my body. That explains the flu and sore throat. T.T  Nonetheless, I'm embracing this whole process of studying, mugging , buried by notes, exams and pressure.. Cause i know i'll DEFINITELY miss this LOTS when i start to work.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. Need to go into my lala land soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absence DOES makes the heart grows fonder.&lt;br /&gt;Yes i'm already missing you and you and YOU who's reading my blog now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-2753089518896111266?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/2753089518896111266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=2753089518896111266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/2753089518896111266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/2753089518896111266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/04/silin-or-jacq.html' title='Silin or Jacq?'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-2986907154600605549</id><published>2008-04-15T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T00:23:15.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the little things in life</title><content type='html'>HELLO my dear friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a well-spent day.. haha.. was mugging at nat lib with doll,ika and wy from 11 till 7. ( stopped for lunch at 1plus den resumed at 2) Achieved at least three quarter of the things i listed down, which is a big achievement for myself.. haha. cause i know i'm always too AMBITIOUS and listed down more things than what i can actually do. It is a good thing for me in some way, at least i will be able to challenge myself and always go the extra mile to do some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the first time that i went home alone after dance class at raffles. It's a totally different feeling for me. Because usually, after our dance classes, i'll head home with my HHN. We'll either be laughing away at one particular dance step or person etc. Yesterday, it was jusst me and myself. I realised i'm so dependent on my group of HHN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thankful to them. for the amount of laughter they have provided.. hahah.. the companion during dance classes and all the encouragement.. LOVE THEM LOTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which, i was talking to ah neh online the other day.. and we came across the topic of how little we meet each other, and also the rest too. i see my dance mates like 3 or 4 times a week.. i see them more than my ah neh and my 2/4 clique.. not that i don't love my HHN, just that i miss my 2/4 frens LOTS&gt;........ i miss them like peaNUTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always times like this where i miss my 2/4 clique the most.. this happened during JC, during promos, prelims and A levels. haha.. the words of encouragement for each other are what that kept me gOing most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel blissful.. to be surrounded by people that matters to me. my HHN, uni mates, my 2/4 clique :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about the small things in life.. I didnt realise that alot of people were aware of my so called HATRED for chilli.. HAHA. I was talking to Uncle robin and a group of friends the other day.. One of them suggested that we have an outing to this ma la huo guo shop at chinatown.. Uncle Robin immediately objected, saying that I cant take chilli. (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;Last Sat, I met up with rach, doll,sui and claire for dinner. Suggested Thai Express, baby ruled out Thai express cause she knows that i cant take spicy food (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;( actually i TOTALLY LOVE THAI EXPRESS, but its REAL SWEET of u BABY!) hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all this small things matter, its thoughtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon my lousy english and language today. Was totally exhausted from the mugging session today. I just want to write it all out lest i forgot all about it. ( thanks to my 3-second goldfish memory).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s I've succeed in shedding some KILOS! reached my targeted wt. will WORK HARD to MAINTAIN it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to sleep the bed soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending with my favourite quote at the moment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Getting to know yourself, is a constant work in progress.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-2986907154600605549?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/2986907154600605549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=2986907154600605549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/2986907154600605549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/2986907154600605549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/04/little-things-in-life.html' title='the little things in life'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-8452287608324187336</id><published>2008-04-11T16:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T16:50:47.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone?</title><content type='html'>I suddenly have these scary thoughts coming to me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up,&lt;br /&gt;school&lt;br /&gt;go online from blogs to blogs&lt;br /&gt;searching on wierd, eccentric news and information&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALONE.ALONE.ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will i be lonely, with no friends at the end of the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even want to think that far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its rather dumb to think this way, i have nice nice friends around me. But sometimes, this sense of loneliness just engulfes me. Like deep down, its hollow, its empty. Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know. Just this sudden sense of emptiness in me.&lt;br /&gt;I hate to be emo. Probably the menses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-8452287608324187336?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/8452287608324187336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=8452287608324187336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/8452287608324187336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/8452287608324187336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/04/alone.html' title='Alone?'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-7012362507499521741</id><published>2008-04-08T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T21:21:17.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RESCUE me</title><content type='html'>GOSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like real bloody lousy in micro econs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had econs revision workshop today.. (1/3 of my 3sessions), he was gOing through BASIC concepts of micro (PPF) in class today. n GOSHHHH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half of the time, i have NO IDEA what was going on. Read the study guide as adviced and realised i've missed out SO MUCH. time check: i only have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ONE MONTH MORE.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Notice i used the word MORE. that means i'm still trying to stay hopeful.. haha.. I really want to do well, yes i WILL!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok at least i felt better now. was totally demoralised this afternoon, struggled with the micro part of the prelim paper.  well for your information, i've never like micro and i didnt study for micro at all during my preparation for prelims. haha.. thus the totally blackout while trying to attempt the paper earlier on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i figureed out that this shouldn't be the way... Well at least i still have time to save myself. I've done all of this before, back in JC and for the past 9MONTHS.. So i should be able to handle it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least with confidence now, its HALF THE BATTLE WON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rescue action begins! 3,2,1.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-7012362507499521741?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/7012362507499521741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=7012362507499521741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/7012362507499521741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/7012362507499521741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/04/rescue-me.html' title='RESCUE me'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-8248070421750024080</id><published>2008-04-01T01:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T02:27:42.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>most DISGUISTING creature in the world</title><content type='html'>I just have to HAVE TO blog about this. I was watching animal planet earlier on, and i came across this theme. They were showing the top 10 most disguisting creature in the world. ok.. Although this creature is only worth 3rd place in the show, it's first on my list. ( 2nd is housefly and 1st goes to vultures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DISGUISTING&lt;/span&gt; creature goes to...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SEA CUCUMBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes yes.. you are not seeing things.. It is truly sea cucumber, delicacies and famous among most asians. ( and actually, one of my favourite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what i found out from the show.. sea cucumbers, they feed on anything, rubbish, plankton, decaying organic matters in the sea. the most crucial part is here...&lt;br /&gt;They actually breathe through their urm.. backside.. where their waste comes out from.. I'm not spinning tales or whatever. I have proof, from wikipedia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sea cucumbers extract oxygen from water in a pair of 'respiratory trees' that branch off the &lt;a title="Cloaca" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cloaca"&gt;cloaca&lt;/a&gt; just inside the &lt;a title="Anus" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anus"&gt;anus&lt;/a&gt;, so that they 'breathe' by drawing water in through the anus and then expelling it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somemore... They are pearl fishes' best friend! Pearl fish, actually live in the sea cucumber's anus. They get in without the sea cucumbers knowing. They will try to swim in, tail first, while the sea cumcumber urm exercises or move its anus. WOW. It's smelly,cozy and dirty shelter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A variety of &lt;a title="Fish" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fish"&gt;fish&lt;/a&gt;, most commonly &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Pearl fish" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pearl_fish"&gt;pearl fish&lt;/a&gt;, have evolved a &lt;a title="Commensalism" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Commensalism"&gt;commensalistic&lt;/a&gt; symbiotic relationship with sea cucumbers in which the pearl fish will live in sea cucumber's cloaca using it for protection from predation, a source of food (the nutrients passing in and out of the anus from the water), and to develop into their adult stage of life. Many &lt;a title="Polychaete" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Polychaete"&gt;polychaete&lt;/a&gt; worms and &lt;a title="Crab" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crab"&gt;crabs&lt;/a&gt; have also specialized to use the cloacal respiratory trees for protection by living inside the sea cucumber."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW.WOW.WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. and something else that i found out today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have such a lovely name for nose picker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta-da!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Rhinotillexis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the past.. The Eygptian Pharoh, Tutankhamun actually had a PERSONAL NOSE DIGGER.&lt;br /&gt;haha.. OMT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91% were current nose pickers (but only 75% of these believed everyone did it) and 2 people spent between 15 to 30 minutes and 1 to &gt;2 hours a day picking their nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. out of the 91%, two thirds would deposit their &lt;em&gt;treasure &lt;/em&gt;on tissue, 8% will just drop it on the floor.. that's not so bad.. here comes the gross part, the rest of the 8% actually stick it to furnitures like chairs or tables. OMT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. this are all real GROSS info of the day. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to tempt today for a couple of hours.. i just love my ex-collegues.. haha.. I just love to walk around and catch up with them, all this during my office hours. OPPS. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to meet ika at nat lib, but i couldn't take it.. i just need to rush home n sleep. Had my LUNCH at like 5pm? T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml's socio lecture! i just love socio..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. my heart aches today. It took me alot of courage to make that decision. I know its a good decision, and ultimately my studies comes first. I will work doubly hard. There will always be another chance.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-8248070421750024080?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/8248070421750024080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=8248070421750024080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/8248070421750024080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/8248070421750024080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/04/most-interesting-creature-in-world.html' title='most DISGUISTING creature in the world'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-2535841137735183827</id><published>2008-03-30T02:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T02:22:39.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HUNGRY</title><content type='html'>this always happens in the middle of the night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                                            H-U-N-G-R-Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know.. i must put on ALOT of fight to resist myself to temptations.. as u know.. my house's like a &lt;em&gt;MAMA shop &lt;/em&gt;where there's food everywhere ONCE i step out of my room, my comfort zone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh MANNNNNNNN.. gxw.. i cant resiste the tempt... just a GLASS of milk.. or that choc cookie.. ONE will do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stil hungry. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-2535841137735183827?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/2535841137735183827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=2535841137735183827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/2535841137735183827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/2535841137735183827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/03/hungry.html' title='HUNGRY'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-5237620944093285079</id><published>2008-03-30T01:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T02:02:59.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:) day</title><content type='html'>WOOHOO! meaningful saturday spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 12(AS USUAL :P)... dim sumed with mom at somewhere near my pri sch.. going there brought back lots of memories.. its been nearly 7 years since i stepped into that area again.. haha.. memories of me in the blue sailormoon uniform.. dashing to this cafe beside my sch for lunch... it became a hot spot for me n my friends... we were REAL SAD when it closed down... the aunty was so cute... a few mths later.. she send me a photo of us, when we took it in her cafe. hee.. how i used to run all about in that uniform of mine.. i'm real PROUD of that uniform! well ok... digressed... it was a nich lunch.. i haven had a meal with my mom for AGES.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was to KBCC... it was the kids read session... looking at how the volunteer interacted with the kids.. draws me back to 15years ago, when i was still in my kindergarden.. i just cant help but totally got engrossed in the whole story telling session... haha... brings back the child-likeness in me.. not that im SUPER OLD LA... haha.. its just a FORGOTTON feeling.. where the world then was just filled with daily afternoon naps, singing nursery rhymes, arts n crafts and of tom n jerry cartoons.. ok.. DIGRESSED again.. hahahaha.. ok the theme was on mouse.. so we read a bk to the kids about mouse, did arts and craft on that too.. i went around helping the kids... amazingly.. i realised.. given the same materials.. the kids can come out with differnt variations of mouses.. some are thin, some are fat.. ears are higher and even the whiskers.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that just reminded me of my previous post, where people actually view things differently... different perceptions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. NEXT... i was really tired after the kids read session... but i cant wait to meet my cousins! ok.. this is a urm... unique relationship.. all the 4 of us.. we are realated to this cousin of mine.. but different side.. i'm from the maternal side of my cousin teng.. while the other 2 are from her paternal side.. childhood frens.. know each other for more than.. 7 years... haha.. WOW... i didnt realise that myself too.. i love the gatherings.. hope for more to come!! steamboat, botak jones or even K-BOXING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEASTEd recently.. GOSH... haha.. time to go on diet again! 2 more kg to my desired wt.. hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today.. my mom told me.. the coffeeshop oppo my old house is undergOing renovation as of monday.. hence tml is the official last day for their operation.. my heart aches.. haha.. suddenly, its like another of my childhood memory vanishing... not that its not GOOD to undergo training... haha.. but it's juz going to be different aft that.. the next time we see the coffeeshop will be one year later... i used to go there alot when we were still staying in amk 10years ago.. there's this noodle stall that i always frequent.. and i will always have the same thing.. mee kia.. i totlaly LOVE IT... with lots of ketchup... haha.. i still rmb the uncle. i think he's not around like a couple of years ago le.. closed the shop i mean.. oh and the wet market.. how i used to go to the mkt with my mom... n the western stall that we used to have at... and previously, we used to go to the wet mkt to purchase mandarin oranges during cny..even after we have shifted over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but well.. not too good to dwell on the past.. ok .i don't totally live in the past K.. hee.. i try to preserve whatever memories i have... and at the same time.. is earnestly looking forward to the future... what plans god have for me... hee.. MOVE on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. enough... dancing tml! with HHN.. hee... in the ohsoeverpopular B's class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly... saw this off my friend's friendster... quote of the night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE all,TRUST few,sorry to no one.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-5237620944093285079?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/5237620944093285079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=5237620944093285079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/5237620944093285079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/5237620944093285079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/03/day.html' title=':) day'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-7398332569403176667</id><published>2008-03-25T02:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T02:28:22.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>half empty or half filled?</title><content type='html'>Recently, one of my mom's friend asked when is my major exams.. i say its in may. he say:" not to worry, you have two months MORE!".. i say:" NOPE.. i have two months LEFT...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a vast difference in this two answers u see..&lt;br /&gt;like the title suggest.. if there was a glass infront of you.. do you see it as a half empty or half filled glass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. this question has been in my head for the longest time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this got to do with one's perception.. how they actually view things... in a pessimistic or optimistic viewpoint.. and all these are actually affected by alot of factors.. like the environment they are living in, perceptions instilled into them from their parents, circle of friends and maybe even current affiars going on in the world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take for example.. how one handles a situation.. the pessimistic pple just picture the WORSE scenario, think of all the negative things that will take place and happen.. feeling that its the END of the WORLD.. while the optimistic pple, strong believes there's still HOPE.. they love this word.. and feel that even if there's juz a teeny weeny tinge of hope.. they still want to try.. they feel that things will turn out for the good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am a half filled person..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how about you out there???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s i'm aching all over from dancing today.. it was tiring but enjoyable. i just the feeling i have with HHN bunch of friends.. they make me smile.. HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my sec besties too!! where are YOUR?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-7398332569403176667?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/7398332569403176667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=7398332569403176667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/7398332569403176667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/7398332569403176667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/03/half-empty-or-half-filled.html' title='half empty or half filled?'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-98526336920992430</id><published>2008-03-23T23:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T15:06:19.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair-raising moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;ok.. i've FINALLY come to terms with it.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my dear prince william.. is&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;balding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;he was previously this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/R-Z15li2fLI/AAAAAAAAAH4/qa9MGBs_FoE/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180958053527616690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/R-Z15li2fLI/AAAAAAAAAH4/qa9MGBs_FoE/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and now.. he's .... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/R-Z1o1i2fKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/dbGYiANep4o/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180957765764807842" style="WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px" height="203" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/R-Z1o1i2fKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/dbGYiANep4o/s320/untitled1.bmp" width="138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;urgh!!!&lt;/em&gt; that certainly broke my heart.. to bits n pieces n fragments... OMTTTT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. i supposed.. he inherited this from his dad uncles charles.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;Well.. ok.. it's more of a SHOCK element than SAD to me.. haha.. afterall he was ONCE my prince charming back in the primary and secondary school days.. hm.. he represent.. a part of my memory.. i still remember during my birthday, in sec 3 i think.. my clique of good friends bought his book for me.. i was OVER THE MOON.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but well... i &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MOVED ON &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;after that... hee... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;FJJ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-98526336920992430?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/98526336920992430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=98526336920992430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/98526336920992430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/98526336920992430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/03/hair-raising-moments.html' title='Hair-raising moments'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9XTsiH7JULY/R-Z15li2fLI/AAAAAAAAAH4/qa9MGBs_FoE/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-1295631368336716424</id><published>2008-03-20T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T19:21:36.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>r-e-v-i-e-w</title><content type='html'>read &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;yakuza moon&lt;/span&gt; recently.. in courtesy of my hon for lending the book to me.. hee.. (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i recommended the book to her when we were at kino and she bought it the next day!!!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm... bought an insight to how the lifestyle of a yakuza could be... btw, if im not wrong.. yakuza in japan refers to gangster.. haha.. it's something like how we call the gangsters here as ah bengs etc.. how drastic her life has become ever since her dad accumulated debts.. the countless failed relationships she had and the pain she suffered from all the beatings. how she overcome all this and work towards a better life after all she came through.. it might be just another typical inspirational story to some.. but somehow to me.. it has that ability to keep me going.. to reach till the last page, not wanting to put it down.. haha.. guess i'm curious to find out about the ending.. how she would become.. i love the tatoos on her body.. if im not wrong.. its a full length body tatoo... each tatoo represents a story, something for her to remember about the past.. it's something personal to her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well as much as i love the tatoos on her.. i don't think i will get one at all.. considering that im such a FICKLE MINDED person.. i think i might just get sick n tired of the tatoo after some time and it would be too late to regret.. ARHAHAHHAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched 10 000bc yesterday with gupi,karl and two of karl's cousins... i always thought vivo's GV's cinemas were not bad... or perhaps it was juz the particular one that i went to.. the seats were too high for me.. i normally like to slouch in a semi lie down position to watch movie...haha.. n it don't help much when we were just sitting in the 2nd role.. haha.. but since its complimentary tickets.. i shall not complain further.. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie was great.. i give 3/5.. reminds me of 300.. where it was mostly about heroic actions.. standing up for the ones u love and your country.. haha.. the other reason i like the movie was of course mainly due to the leads... D'leh, acted by &lt;a title="Steven Strait" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Steven_Strait"&gt;Steven Strait&lt;/a&gt; is CUTE! the female lead too.... Evolet (&lt;a title="Camilla Belle" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Camilla_Belle"&gt;Camilla Belle&lt;/a&gt;).. she have such LOVELY sparkling blue eyes!! for the sake of my dear friends... here's the link to info bout this movie: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/10%2C000_BC_%28film%29"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/10%2C000_BC_%28film%29&lt;/a&gt;.. the only **** side bout this movie was the humour part..haha. although it was pretty funny.. it doesnt suit the atmosphere then... but overall i still like the movie.. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my previous movie was meet the spartans... that was a TOTAL WASTE OF MONEY for me.. haha... so this movie definitely made me felt better.. hee... (doll dun kill me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..recently i have so much inspirations and things to blog on... i shall update them when im free..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-1295631368336716424?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/1295631368336716424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=1295631368336716424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/1295631368336716424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/1295631368336716424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/03/r-e-v-i-e-w.html' title='r-e-v-i-e-w'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-7954450026535755328</id><published>2008-03-18T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T01:22:37.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TABS.</title><content type='html'>Yesyesyes... know i shouldnt be here now.. haha.. i just had a tough battle with micro econs.. nearly tore the bk into BITS and PIECES..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;impatience.. i realised.. over the years, people's patience grew lesser and one of the main trigger is the advance of technology.. so much things have been invented to ease the workload in our lives,to fasten the pace of what we are doing, and to some point, we are even able to multi task now.. smth which wasn't possible in the olden days.. like computers.. the version keeps getting more advance.. windows 93 to 95 to 98 to 2000 to XP and now VISTA. more functions to play with.. one thing to note is the window internet explorer.. in the past.. we can only open one window at a time, now with the creation of TABS... we are able to multi-task.. i could be blog-browsing, listening to online radio, searching for studies materials and do window shopping all at the same time.. not to mention, GOSSIPing in MSN with my friend... 5 things at ONE GO... this shortens or reduces the patience we have for things... our expectations grew higher.. like when we click a link.. we expect the screen to arrive at the website in miliseconds.. waiting for 10secs and above is considered REAL SLOW. i'm a victim of this too i must confess.. on average, when i open my internet explorer, i have more than one tab at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other examples includes instant gratification.. Macdonalisation globally, worldwide.. every Mac in all over the world selling almost the same food.. standardisation of uniform.. ( haha.. abit of socio here)... to the travelators u see, there's one at dhoby ghaut stn.. between the red line and purple line.. In the past, we just rely on WALKING... i try to avoid using that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt... everything is moving in a real fast pace.. this is especially so in an urban city area like Singapore..alienation, dehumanisation is caused... like whenever im in a train.. i can at least see one person playing away on their PSP or pressing away on their hps... what happened to the most basic communication- talking face to face, letters, notes, hand written cards etc? i must admit tht its unavoidable to rely on msn,emails,sms or even phonecalls to relate to each other nowadays... what i feel is.. no matter what... we shouldn't let this communication break down.. not just indulging oneself in the cyber world.. in a fast moving society.. YES... we do need to work extra hard to keep up the pace... but no matter in what we are dOing.. we must strive hard to main communications with each other.. to at least preserve a tinge of human touch in this era of technolisation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-7954450026535755328?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/7954450026535755328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=7954450026535755328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/7954450026535755328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/7954450026535755328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/03/tabs.html' title='TABS.'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-9119139479394016798</id><published>2008-03-13T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T02:18:45.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taken for granted.</title><content type='html'>well i know i shouldnt be here.. at least not at this hour and this point of time.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;but well.. lots of things have been running through my mind recently..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken for granted.. i realised, most of us we tend to take things, take the people around us, even relationship with pple for granted. its just like.. we feel that whatever we need, or want to do, it would always be there for us.. this refers to chances, opportunities and even to people around us.. this is a common perception amonst many pple now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but don't know why.. it has been rather obvious to me recently.. for example.. friendship.. is it because when we are too close to one person, or too shou2 with each other.. people start to take u for granted.. not explaining, cause they feel u will understand.. or, when they are in a bad mood, they tend to be more harsh towards u and after that, expects u to forgive them cause u know they are not in a good mood. well the list goes on and on and on and ONNNN... this is a ..hm... nasty situation u see.. it's not that people don't know u well enough or anything.. i do understand sometimes people do feel sad or whatever and it causes them to behave in this way... but i still believe there should be some minimal explanation and not juz take it as if nothing have happened... this is basic courtesy and respect towards your friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. recently mich told me.. im ALWAYS living in the PAST.. i guess it's REALLY TRUE... i havent really discovered this part of me until recently.. like i have a keen interest in old monuments, articles about the past.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. haven't been too disciplined with my revision.. i must BUCK UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;stop procrastinating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. i found back my passion for dancing!! LOVE LOVE LOVE DANCING... hiphop,galshh,streetjazz to poppinglock and even jazz.. haha.. im really happy when im dancing.. it brings me lots of satisfaction and joy... and somemore.. its a BRILLIANT way to exercise and lose weight!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must BUCK UP BUCK UP BUCK UP BUCK UPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was talking to hon the other day.. and she told me.. i have the tendency to ask and answer my own questions.. arhaha.. again.. i didnt realised it... gupi always tells me this when we were in sec sch.. haha.. but i totally forgot bout it.. until hon mentioned it again.. i guess i really just need to VOICE OUT my thoughts so that i would be sure of wat im doing ba..haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly.. as i was packing my room the other day... i saw this pic of us.. all the 2/4s ... at esplanade rooftop.. all of us(well except popo,j n wc) were in the 2/4 HELLO black tee.. i saw the date.. it was back in 2003.. 5 years have passed since then.. so much have happened.. and we have all moved on.. haha.. some in uni, some working , some graduated from poly and some in NS..&lt;br /&gt;despite all of this progress.. im real glad that i still hv my group of friends beside me.. my joy in my life.. hehe.. i love them to BITS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok pardon me for my randomness once again!! hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-9119139479394016798?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/9119139479394016798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=9119139479394016798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/9119139479394016798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/9119139479394016798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/03/taken-for-granted.html' title='taken for granted.'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-4199480371315713132</id><published>2008-02-24T04:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T04:19:41.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MATHs</title><content type='html'>its a love and hate relationship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get REAL frustrated if im not able to solve a maths qn.. this resorts to &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;answer peeping &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and in turn, this becomes a VICIOUS cycle.. Once i get stuck, i'll flip to the back... ROARRRRRRR.. this must be overcomed, somehow... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thinking back, this love and hate relationship with maths started ALL THE WAY from pri sch days.. i know i was weak in maths then and i revised alot.. well i got A1.. but things wasnt so good after that.. ESPecially in secondary school and JC... i just couldn't escape from the clutches of maths.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;god BLESS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this is like TRULY... one of the last time i'll be doing it.. haha.. ok.. i shall CONQUER IT!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's econs paper was ok.. As i have only studied for the macro, so i only did the macro questions. i hope the marker will be kind enough to mark all the macro qns i did!!( u see u were only supposed to do 2 from micro and 2 from macro , and since i only revised to macro, i did ALL the macro qns.. haha! :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an IBM paper on mon which i'm totally unprepared for, a maths paper on tues.. But nonetheless, i shall just continue with my revision faithfully. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched 50firstdates on channel 5 earlier on.. I tried to imagine myself being in the shoes of lucy.. It's scary.. Not knowing what i have been doing, living only in the present, no past no future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well ok i need to hit the beds.. Its like 4.20am now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-4199480371315713132?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/4199480371315713132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=4199480371315713132' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/4199480371315713132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/4199480371315713132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/02/maths.html' title='MATHs'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-215898933261912177</id><published>2008-02-20T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T02:07:23.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OBCESSION</title><content type='html'>I think im hooked to blog reading.. blog hopping from one to another.. no doubt its the best place to find out the ongoings in one person's life.. this includes the privacy issue too.. following the big hu ha on the ED*S*N issue in hk that involved so much people.. i suddenly realised in this new era ... there's nothing much that one cannot achieve.. haha.. the power of internet and what that COMES with it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im suddenly worried that my privacy is being invaded if i start on this blog.. but i constantly have the urge to blog.. omg.. is this TOO CONTRADICTING??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i FINALLY started on my slimming regime.. like REAL REAL REAL SERIOUS this time&lt;br /&gt;haha.. fellow friends.. pls give me TONS of encouragement!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n did i mention this? for the past few mths i have been sleepin like at 2plus 3am.. n waking up at 2pm in the afternoon.. so much PRECIOUS TIME in the day is being wasted!! i've decided to SWITCH BACK to a normal person's lifestyle.. sleeping early and waking up early..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which at the very moment CONTRADICTS what i've juz said.. time check.. its 2.06am now..ARHAHAH.. ok i NEED to slp now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much contradictions in one blog.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-215898933261912177?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/215898933261912177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=215898933261912177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/215898933261912177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/215898933261912177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/02/obcession.html' title='OBCESSION'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-5430857066579178018</id><published>2008-02-15T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T02:19:00.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy GUPOs OUTING!</title><content type='html'>HELLO my dear friends!!!! hee...  As usual went out with my GUPOS today for our vday celebration.. ( on this very day, how could we be at home crying in our bedsheets?!)... hee.. WELLWELLWELL... i wonder when will the mr right appear in my life... ( shoutout to mr right out there: HEY YOU!!! YES YOU!!!! PLS APPEAR in my life soon will you?!) hee... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's gupo gathering includes: gupi,shu,pingu,grave,nupengyou,feifei, karl n me.. Wanted to go pasta de wara** initially, but they do not entertain BIG groups like us.. COUPLEs have priority first... this is so UNFAIR!!!! hee.. well anyway, we went Manhatten in the end. nice place, reminds me of fish n co though.. haha.. We ate and talked... ALOT.. just catching up with each other.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which.. i baked BROWNIES for my love ones yesterday!! ... till like 2am in the morning.. hehe.. it was HARD WORK!! Yawen!! pls take care too, know u are not feeling well this few days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im actually stil in the POST CNY syndrome.. but prelims are just round the corner.. totally not in the mood for it... Prelims are like 2MTHS way ahead of the actual paper.. TELLMETELME, at a point like this.. will i actually have the mood to mug? haha... Nonetheless i will work hard.. 3 years will just come n go like that.. so i must really treasure my uni loife!! i will jiayou!! pple pls jiayou for me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. on CNY.. it was FUN. i had my share of mahjong sessions( but still not enoughhhhhhh).. lots of red packets n delicious FOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this leads to the nex thing.. it MEANS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAJOR SLIMMING proj is gOing to take place soon.. just 2KG... 2KG=2000G.. jiayou ! jiayou!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-5430857066579178018?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/5430857066579178018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=5430857066579178018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/5430857066579178018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/5430857066579178018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-gupos-outing.html' title='Happy GUPOs OUTING!'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-4026921249395846610</id><published>2008-02-06T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T02:45:09.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY</title><content type='html'>Read npy's blog(in CHEEM chi) juz now..haha.. she was right.. blogging definitely helps to update each other on what's going in each other's lifes.. haha.. although mine may seem more RANDOM n CRAPPY..hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went last-minute-cny-shopping spree with gupi and shu just now. Met gupi at bugis(was late by15mins..arhaha). I can't find the right word to describe our experience in bugis street. I can only remember i was feeling suffocated half of the time. there were simply TOO MANY PEOPLE. we could only walk on and hardly have any chance to stop at any shops and i realised, all the shops at bugis or more or less selling the same THINGS! what u see here can actually be found at another shop. basically ur job is to compare and see which shop offers the cheapest price..haha.. well we gave up on bugis and went PS to meet zhang da shen,grave n shu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shu,gupi and me.. we walked from PS all the way down to Far East.. Ironically, the one who NEEDS to stop buying clothes(GUPI) kept seeing things that she like and can buy! While me and shu, we became really irritated towards the end..haha.. well im the only ONLY one that went home empty handed... T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of the CNY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact im not really in the mood for cny, i have PRELIMS after that.. tellmetellme, who would have the MOOD to study during CNY?! well just thinking bout that dampens my mood n motivation to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. lastly.. to promote my fav singer at the moment....&lt;br /&gt;OLIVIA ONG!! nice,pure melodious VOICE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k i need to sleep.. its 2.45AM now and i nd to wake up at 8AM to go back sr.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-4026921249395846610?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/4026921249395846610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=4026921249395846610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/4026921249395846610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/4026921249395846610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny.html' title='CNY'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088264183479873601.post-3130946981393794669</id><published>2008-01-04T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T14:50:42.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW year NEW look NEW me</title><content type='html'>Hello!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first entry of the year... so excited!! I've decided to have a blog from 2008 because im going to be 20 this year.. its going to be from 2 Onwards..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 TWO DUET DUO ER ....... it spells double, more company,( better in luv life?), a more exciting life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've always wanted to have a blog, but i just cant think of a nice name.. feijiejie.blogspot.com comes into my mind one day while talking to my dearest feimeimei... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well its sad to bid goodbye to 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the year of freedom, MINIMAL studying. The year after my As, first time working, rushing between dance lessons and catching up with my dearest friends.. BIG HUHA over the university thingy... lots of worries, sleepless nights blabla... finally settling into a uni of my choice. know lots of frens, in GREAT company during lectures, Kboxing blablala... i cant simply describe my 2007 in words. Its a year full of UPS and DOWN. hehe... but im glad my besties were there for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008. As usual, it starts of with resolutions made. Recently my bestie ah neh( frens all the way since pri sch days) and i were discussing our new year resolutions for this year. She realised, mine were MORE or LESS the same each year. hehe...i agree. and always, out of mayb 10 you made. you can never fulfill ALL your dreams..haha.. thats why its always being CARRIED on to the next year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. i need to consolidate my resolutions before i list it here.. LOOK OUT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;FJJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088264183479873601-3130946981393794669?l=feijiejie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/feeds/3130946981393794669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088264183479873601&amp;postID=3130946981393794669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/3130946981393794669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088264183479873601/posts/default/3130946981393794669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feijiejie.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-new-look-new-me.html' title='NEW year NEW look NEW me'/><author><name>tRuthFul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729655710831074835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
