<?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-6013726</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:53:48.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simplistic[me]</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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>391</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-5150176958702155354</id><published>2007-01-11T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T20:33:55.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what's with this new blogger old blogger thing man.....anyway. my blog's as good as dead. haaa.... to tell u the truth. i simply hate this skin. it's disgusting.i'm so out of pink and purple designs now... man i'm 22 this year.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/5150176958702155354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/5150176958702155354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2007/01/whats-with-this-new-blogger-old-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-115600522590225028</id><published>2006-08-20T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T00:33:45.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is oh-so-pretentious!... not that i took this long to realise. or maybe it's not just a show but i was just imagining it. you know how the human mind works when one is oversensitive doncha?anyway... my contract's ending this month-end.. and i cant wait to just leave, like.. NOW! now that i've finished all the stats and reports.. there simply isnt much for me to stay on, except for friendship</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/115600522590225028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/115600522590225028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-is-oh-so-pretentious.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-115508459889062727</id><published>2006-08-09T08:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T08:49:59.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>u know it's time to blog when...finally something worth blogging happens.was looking through lyd's blog and i'm really glad that she has found what she really wants. it's hard to achieve so much, like what she had, at such a ripe age of 21. envious of her, but i know my time will come. it's just.. when will it come. well at least i'm working towards it and no longer floating and floating in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/115508459889062727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/115508459889062727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2006/08/u-know-its-time-to-blog-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-114931083696054503</id><published>2006-06-03T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T13:00:37.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>笑ってはいけないハイスクール (English Lesson)omg.. u guys just have to see this!!!thanx for sharing such a wonderful video, lydia :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/114931083696054503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/114931083696054503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2006/06/english-lesson-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-114641510081348353</id><published>2006-04-30T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T00:38:21.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my posts come in torrents :Pbeen having so many late nites recently. but i still feel that i'm not studying efficiently. i dont seem to remember ANYTHING i've studied!!! and my exams are just 10 days away. bollocks!it's so boring to always have problems that are mostly studies related... it'd be nice to have some relationship problems isn't it? i must be mad! relationship problems!!! who says </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/114641510081348353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/114641510081348353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-posts-come-in-torrents-p-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-114477544158284861</id><published>2006-04-12T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T01:10:41.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hoho.. 'tis yet another huge update!! rejoice, won't ya??? oh well.. they say all work and no play makes jane a dull girl. am i not another dull girl with these pics? certainly not. i've been partying the weekends away. and it's pretty worth it. lol... though at the back of my mind i'm furiously culcalating the number of hours i have to spend to make up these time lost. time i spent wisely with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/114477544158284861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/114477544158284861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2006/04/hoho.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-114416061672846951</id><published>2006-04-04T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T22:23:36.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>now.. join me :)take a deep breathe... we'll blow away all the dust settling on my blog. teeheehee...it's been such a long time since i last logged onto blogspot. i prefer msn spaces so much better... but well.. blogger is still pretty good. so i'm not planning to forsake it for-ever.my house pretty chaotic now. i hear glasses being broken and my grandma and dad screaming at each other. somehow..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/114416061672846951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/114416061672846951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2006/04/now.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-113927851662116718</id><published>2006-02-07T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T10:15:16.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>eh wanni just updated her blog!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/113927851662116718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/113927851662116718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2006/02/eh-wanni-just-updated-her-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-113634211800912569</id><published>2006-01-04T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T10:35:18.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>some pretty interesting siteshttp://www.youtube.com/w/Never-kiss-the-guy-durning-a-stare-down?v=v-cbSiD66CY&amp;feature=Views&amp;page=1&amp;t=t&amp;f=bhttp://www.funkygrad.com/campus/displayarticle.php?artID=603&amp;subcat=raveenjoy!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/113634211800912569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/113634211800912569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2006/01/some-pretty-interesting-sites-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-113634018172060367</id><published>2006-01-04T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T10:03:01.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2005 has alas come to an end. all in all, 2005 ended quite well, with many happy beginnings, especially in friendship, and development of my interest, that is, in the media. had quite a number of projects that earned me some income, and i'm happy with that. thankful for the good friends that i've made, the new friendships that have formed in the year of 2005 and also grateful that i had wonderful</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/113634018172060367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/113634018172060367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2006/01/2005-has-alas-come-to-end.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-113568033198856023</id><published>2005-12-27T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T18:45:32.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tomorrow will be a day looking forward to... that is, if i can finish enough work for today!!! am terribly a grade A procrastinator.alas, i've finished reading memoirs of a geisha. so it doesn't stray me away. the only other distraction is of course, my bed.anyways, i'm having a first primary school mates class gathering tomorrow. it's a first in 7 years. how cool is that? i wonder if it'll be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/113568033198856023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/113568033198856023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/12/tomorrow-will-be-day-looking-forward.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-113560706648557406</id><published>2005-12-26T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T22:24:26.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>apologies mates!welcome to my dormant, boring blog. but it's all gonna change with this single entry. hohoho. merry xmas. xmas' 12 days. but someone argued it was ONE, and another, 15. so which one is it hunny? anyways, is it something to feel satisfiable arguing about or is it just pointless? LOL.now let's do a really quick update on what i've been doing for the past month. i'm trying to think </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/113560706648557406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/113560706648557406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/12/apologies-mates-welcome-to-my-dormant.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-113314421752794394</id><published>2005-11-28T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T10:16:57.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hah! i think my blog's pretty dormant.life isn't that interesting to blog about at times. or to put it straight - it's just plain laziness. but a blog isn't something one should feel obligated to blog on, isn't it? some entries are just meangless ramblings. so why even bother to type it out, even to read?boy i'm sounding negative isnt it?but again.. aren't all humans major contradicts? like i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/113314421752794394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/113314421752794394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/11/hah-i-think-my-blogs-pretty-dormant.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-113210533566194917</id><published>2005-11-16T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T09:42:15.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it hurtsdoes it hurt you to look at something as sleek, as exquisite as an ipod nano scratched?it hurts me so badly.remember the ipod nano i went to redeem just slightly more than a week ago?it looks like a piece of scrap metal now. there are scratches just about EVERYWHERE and ANYWHERE. on the metal piece behind. on the front white panel. on the screen.can u imagine how it looks? i dont know. it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/113210533566194917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/113210533566194917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/11/it-hurts-does-it-hurt-you-to-look-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-113184613557890726</id><published>2005-11-13T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T09:42:15.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DON'T blame the governmentnow i know that our government is really GOOD. i said that not in a tone of sarcasm. but i'm really impressed by our fine government.gum was banned in singapore for many years. for longer than 10 years. probably for 15 years. anyway... people have been complaining "why this stupid law?". there was even a documentary featuring the top silliest laws in the world - </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/113184613557890726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/113184613557890726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/11/dont-blame-government-now-i-know-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-113176264305998823</id><published>2005-11-12T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T10:30:43.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1 star pix are up!!!enjoy mates =) am going for my bollywood dance class now. sob.. i terminated my gym membership. it will be effective as at 1st January. gym membership is getting too much for me to bear.... and i have to slog it out in order to pay u know.... but i've decided to go to planet fitness. got student rate!! yippee~~~ am eating 5 meals a day as at today. have to keep reminding </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/113176264305998823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/113176264305998823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/11/1-star-pix-are-up-enjoy-mates-am-going.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-113141151457852509</id><published>2005-11-08T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T08:58:34.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh did you know.... that sleeping is prohibited in the library?? i just found that out yesterday. everytime i go to the library.. i'll see people taking mini naps. taking a break from studying / reading, just enjoying the comfort of the library. and i did that yesterday.. cos i was too tired. and.... this librarian knocked on my desk and said "sleeping ah?? cannot sleep in the library yah!" i was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/113141151457852509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/113141151457852509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/11/oh-did-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-113133269002934699</id><published>2005-11-07T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T11:04:50.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>weekend's kayaking was a blast!!!! we kayaked from big splash to macdonald's at east coast. well.. it wasn't too bad... marvin says it's like 3 km. but it was a two men kayak.. so it seemed like we travelled faster. haha.. it was pretty difficult. two men kayak. need a lot of determination. hav eto go same strokes. and it's like..... we have to do two ways... to steer the boat right and left at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/113133269002934699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/113133269002934699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/11/weekends-kayaking-was-blast-we-kayaked.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-113109837848196794</id><published>2005-11-04T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T17:59:38.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woo.... seems like a long time! haha... but not really :Panyways. sean just went to QLD!!! god.... for his ns training. and that bloody bugger blames me for not going to the airport to send him off. he didnt even mention about it at all. oh well.. he said he called me several times last week.. but i dont remember seeing it many times. i saw a missed call by him - once. and i dont normally call </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/113109837848196794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/113109837848196794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/11/woo.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-113085342453672476</id><published>2005-11-01T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T21:57:04.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the most sensational entry ever10 things i want to be changed in my life1. keep reading - include other genres like general, history, social sciences and motivational other than fiction.2. instead of sitting with one leg on the table and staring straight at the pc doing nothing, go practice math, study pbf, econs, anything - as long as it's revision.3. instead of thinking how smelly crystal is, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/113085342453672476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/113085342453672476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/11/most-sensational-entry-ever-10-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-113033895566892050</id><published>2005-10-26T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T23:02:35.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>discovering and identifyingthis is specially for those who've just graduated, particularly, in a course called Multimedia.How vast that subject is. fret not, it's just as general as business. i think we're probably better off than business grads. if we do not take any specialization. i wind back to the time where i've just graduated. everyday, i'll be scratching my head "what do i do in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/113033895566892050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/113033895566892050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/10/discovering-and-identifying-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-113021241341017863</id><published>2005-10-25T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T11:53:33.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sob sob.. my stats class starts next wednesday, in the afternoon. 1:30 - 4:30. in MID NOON!!! good thing is, i can sleep late. bad thing is... i can't go anywhere after lessons. i'll be too tired.i'm thinking of terminating my gym membership. the fee is too high.. i can't afford it anymore!!! boohoohoo... but you know what i like best about this gym, other than the fees? i don't need to bring </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/113021241341017863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/113021241341017863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/10/sob-sob.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112960317322217565</id><published>2005-10-18T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T10:43:28.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>customer service shit.tell me, what is seriously wrong with customer service in singapore these days? other than not smiling when you enter the shop and ignoring you when u're asking a question, they suck at tele-communicating.i called this courier company.. this company has put up lots of commercials on tv, in which their commercials are all very tacky and is inscribed deep in your brain. anyway</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112960317322217565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112960317322217565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/10/customer-service-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112946517188966254</id><published>2005-10-16T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T20:19:31.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aww why did i even allow myself to fall into this silly state of desolation?i feel so much in despair. i feel so bitter. as bitter as cL is to her busy life albeit her love for all things creative. she is bitter!!!to a certain extent, her bitterness has spread to me. not that she said some nasty things to me. i just feel.. she's really bitter. her words are harsh and cold. and i can not stand </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112946517188966254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112946517188966254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/10/aww-why-did-i-even-allow-myself-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112919970401754616</id><published>2005-10-13T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T18:35:04.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>//[i_'heart'_u]\was on the bus.. goin home. and daniel ong played Thubthumping (if that's how u spell it and even pronounce it) by... chumbawamba(if i'm even right). it reminded me so much of the kids at sharmini's jazz class. those little devils... and well, it reminded me to - them.cL, xm, and the two wans. i miss them terribly... it's been months since we all last met..had econs lecture this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112919970401754616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112919970401754616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/10/iheartu-was-on-bus.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112875810971677652</id><published>2005-10-08T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T15:55:10.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>letting goi'm rather pissed when i hear egoistic people talking. i have a friend who's jobless for.. God knows how long. yes, he have had previous success in his jobs. like being sales lead, creative director, watsoever. but that's so 90's. it's good to look at your present situation than to hump your back and laugh at whatever is happening to you right now - just because you think everyone you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112875810971677652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112875810971677652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/10/letting-go-im-rather-pissed-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112839491643600038</id><published>2005-10-04T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T11:01:56.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>howdy ho... math test is in 2.5 hours and i'm only halfway through. okie at least i know how to do logarithms.... and differentiation. haven't touched integration. and i'm helping my boss do logo now... shit. i just love the word procrastination. everywhere, people say "thou shallt not procrastinate" but ofthen that's what everyone is doin. ahha!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112839491643600038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112839491643600038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/10/howdy-ho.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112827439988357207</id><published>2005-10-03T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T01:33:19.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woopie~ some great things are happening to me life the whole of last week. most elated to find primary school pal ~ JS at the canteen on friday. GOSH! yeah i think i've blogged about her... but qiu says we looked darn dramatic. we stared at each other, then we screamed. it sent good vibes all over!! we were just chatting... that i felt sorry for qiu and js' friend, ling ling. ling ling's cute, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112827439988357207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112827439988357207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/10/woopie-some-great-things-are-happening.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112778950935910730</id><published>2005-09-27T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T10:51:49.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>man.. i gave up doin my math homework. hate it when this happens. but it happens all the time. lol. shit... just 4 ismple questions about marginal cost. yet.. i dunno how to do. how does differentiation happen when you differentiate q^2 it should be 2q, right? how come it becomes 2q/q??? hrmph....!!!!!don't know if i should go for tennis tomorrow. i'll probably suffer.firstly, i'm going to meet </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112778950935910730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112778950935910730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/09/man.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112754389051315937</id><published>2005-09-24T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T14:38:10.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>is blogging going out of fashion suddenly? almost NO ONE is blogging ANYMORE!!! this would probably force me to do what i'm suppose to do and not "hang around" the net so much. kaka. dan says i'm too comfortable at home that's why i refuse to hang out.university is really very different from poly man... in poly we got for lectures without lecture notes cos tim r always reads straight from the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112754389051315937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112754389051315937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/09/is-blogging-going-out-of-fashion.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112714706847425414</id><published>2005-09-20T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T00:24:28.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>calculus and my oh-so-incompetent attitudewas doing some revision on calculus when i was hit hard on my head with a smack - literally. things aren't going well!!! i don't freaking understand a single thing i was trying to do. i could only comprehend the most simple way of solving a single differentiation function. that was to bring down the power and m-1. understand? it doesn't matter.i've </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112714706847425414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112714706847425414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/09/calculus-and-my-oh-so-incompetent.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112711562623635353</id><published>2005-09-19T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T15:40:26.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fatso.i like the word "fatso". in a way, people call u fatso. but it sounds just so soothing. it's like "yeah, fat, SO?!" haha nice way of deceiving oneself. yet it all falls into place like that. fat, so?people say fat people are jovial people. that, i have no comments. we, fatties, may be just so oh friendly and happy to everyone and anyone that people don't often take us seriously. with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112711562623635353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112711562623635353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/09/fatso.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112693455899079138</id><published>2005-09-17T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T13:22:38.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ha! what "i don't seem to have anyone around me who is having problems". i better smack my mouth for that. i've learnt the true meaning of "watch what you say, it might just come true". it really did.i opened my eyes wide this morning and yes, i realised that people all around me are facing problems. especially my mum. she's still going through that rough patch which isn't too good for me to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112693455899079138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112693455899079138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/09/ha-what-i-dont-seem-to-have-anyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112662764857815082</id><published>2005-09-13T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T00:07:28.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy birthday, erick =)but too bad. i don't think u'll even see this. unless God's setting up a miracle for the both of us.i can't believe 3 years of friendship is just gone in a flush. can you really forget me just like that? just because u had to go after ur girl of ur dreams, daphne? i know that pretty girl. but the other girls she hang around with - were they really worth it? that u must </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112662764857815082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112662764857815082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/09/happy-birthday-erick-but-too-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112649260153952271</id><published>2005-09-12T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T10:36:41.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>second chanceswe always claim "it's alright to make mistakes. at least we learn from them." and we keep making mistakes, thinking it's alright. we'll just make sure we wont commit the same mistake anymore. more often than not, even if we give ourself second chances, it doesn't mean that people will do the same to you.in the real world, everything has to be" DO IT RIGHT THE FIRST TIME ". one </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112649260153952271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112649260153952271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/09/second-chances-we-always-claim-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112632724527266815</id><published>2005-09-10T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T12:40:45.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mumsy, what seems to us as bitter trials are often blessings in disguisei'm sincerely and quietly praying for you, hoping that u'll briskly find your way out of this rough patch in life.. i just hate myself for not being able to do anything for you. i guess, the only thing i can do is just give you my total moral support. hang on in there, be strong. we'll always be here for you.abba is so smart.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112632724527266815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112632724527266815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/09/mumsy-what-seems-to-us-as-bitter.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112579656420385426</id><published>2005-09-04T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T09:16:04.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today's the last day of work and i'm just SO ELATED that it's coming to an end. Can you imagine standing for like 11 hours only sitting during lunch time and toilet break(5-10 mins)??!! And you have to just KEEP TALKING non stop... and they're running out of water. Need to bring our own bottle today. Yucks.yesterday wasn't so bad. but you know, i don't really like working for this company. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112579656420385426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112579656420385426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/09/todays-last-day-of-work-and-im-just-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112570969898648882</id><published>2005-09-03T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T09:08:18.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>when you work, you are surrounded by Foes i'm really dishearted that this is really a "man-eat-man" world. there isn't any slight consideration when you're interacting with people around you - when u are after a specific shared goal. you do whatever you can to outdo the person beside you.it's funny you know.. and annoying. all of us are selling the same products, yet different companies. of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112570969898648882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112570969898648882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/09/when-you-work-you-are-surrounded-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112558883523170942</id><published>2005-09-01T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T23:33:55.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wee full of joy these few days have been pots of joy. i've been enjoying and playing for most parts of the days. on tuesday, i skipped mathematics lecture totally. i had diarrhea. the consequences of eating way too many prunes. i tell u peeps, 3 prunes a day is the max. no more than that. hohoho...anyway. i went to meet cheng for BaDmInToN!!! haha.. with his 2 cousins. it's damn fun.... we were </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112558883523170942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112558883523170942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/09/wee-full-of-joy-these-few-days-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112536501781622254</id><published>2005-08-30T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T09:23:37.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i will thrivei read wanni's blog.. and i must say - thank u, dearie! thank you for your wishes.. i will thrive - for ur sake, for my sake!!! i will help u build up ur portfolio and u will help me build up mine. LOL. what am i talking about??!!!poor me. i'm joining too many CCAs. i mentioned i joined Tennis and FPAS, right? Xiang just smsed me saying that the floorball team will be having a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112536501781622254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112536501781622254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-will-thrive-i-read-wannis-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112527987463087817</id><published>2005-08-29T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T09:44:34.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>nice, lazy long weekend =)firstly, i'd like to thank chengluv, sandra and joan, the sphogirls, guan, cZ... and SHUFANG!! even desmond.. sean.. all these people whom i never really contacted but.. they remembered me! goodness.. god forbid. i've better open my eyes wide. and cherish them all. oh well.. thanks guys, for remembering that i was posted into this world 20 years ago on that particular </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112527987463087817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112527987463087817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/08/nice-lazy-long-weekend-firstly-id-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112505259631275853</id><published>2005-08-26T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T18:36:36.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i should get a grip on myselfthose days of lazing should have long been banished into the forgotten flow of memory flashbacks in the back of my brain. i must now push myself forward into getting an upper class honours for my degree.things are unlike times in the polytechnic where we can just doze off and rush into dreamland to meet my fantasy man. nor can i allow myself to drown into those secret</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112505259631275853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112505259631275853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-should-get-grip-on-myself-those-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112487211257535632</id><published>2005-08-24T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T16:28:33.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what is the first animal u see when u first step into a forest?&lt;--you are like the animal--&gt;what is the second?&lt;--your partner's character's like that--&gt;you walk on, u see an empty hut. you enter. will you keep the door open or close it?&lt;--open (to new friends), close (otherwise)--&gt;there is a vase on the table. what is it made of? metal or clay?&lt;--clay (warm hearted), metal (cold blooded. lol)--&gt;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112487211257535632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112487211257535632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-is-first-animal-u-see-when-u.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112485760008086589</id><published>2005-08-24T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T12:26:40.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gorge fiestawonderful company with san, joan and jsb last nite at turf city. had steamboat + bbq buffet. cheap and good. i guess to dine in this way, it fullfils not only your appetite but also, it does you a whole lot of good in a hearty way. chatting and laughing over funny antics of your fellow friends and also trying to shun away from all that oil splatter. the highlight of the evening was mr</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112485760008086589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112485760008086589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/08/gorge-fiesta-wonderful-company-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112470105388633729</id><published>2005-08-22T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T16:57:35.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>did you ask, you don't know why i know that you don't know what i know?a man asked a guru how to get 1 million.the guru answers, double your one dollar twenty times and you will get your wish.easy as that.silly steven says..~ Silvery Moondew ~ says:understand ?[ke.ying] For it was not into my ear you mocked, but into my heart. It was not my heart you pierced, but my morale. says:yup ~ Silvery </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112470105388633729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112470105388633729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/08/did-you-ask-you-dont-know-why-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112462041880787349</id><published>2005-08-21T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T18:33:38.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>worms, viruses and all the shitty trojanslife on the net is simply fuckalicious with so much junk flying around. i've been a primary target for such flying shit on the web. two of my computers have got viruses!!! SOB SOB and it's sending me into all kinds of frenzy. and fuck!!! i can't even install my anti-virus.. i'm so set for damnation.these few days have been shitty.. with me doing some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112462041880787349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112462041880787349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/08/worms-viruses-and-all-shitty-trojans.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112451209877196211</id><published>2005-08-20T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T12:28:18.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LOLA man walks into a bar looking disappointed and carrying a black bag over one shoulder. He sits down at the bar. The bartender walks up. "What`s in the bag?", asks the bartender. The man puts the bag on the bar, reaches in and pulls out a baby grand piano, a small bench and a 12 inch tall man wearing a top hat and a tux with tails. The 12 inch tall man sits down at the piano and begins playing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112451209877196211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112451209877196211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/08/lol-man-walks-into-bar-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112446431339703960</id><published>2005-08-19T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T23:15:50.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy birthday cz!!for the whole of today, i feel like my stomach's in knots. i kept thinking about beer, liquor, alcohol. i can't think of anything else. then bobo comes to tell me about... some screwdriver drink or something. it makes me fall deeper into my secret indulgence. you cant drink without a walking cash register.whole day i've been feeling dejected. thanks for ur concern, bran... but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112446431339703960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112446431339703960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-birthday-cz-for-whole-of-today-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112438165914258778</id><published>2005-08-18T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T11:14:35.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yummy.. i love..i went mohd sultan the first time yesterday and.... god. i'm pretty ashamed to say this. but.. well there u go. lol... i tried tequila pop and wat was that... a bb52 or somethin. layers of kahlua and bailey's irish cream heated. it's BLOODY NICE. i can still feel its taste in my mouth. *lick* it's so nice... hahaha.... i am wishing to just u know... drink more. so can someone </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112438165914258778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112438165914258778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/08/yummy.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112425246800588066</id><published>2005-08-17T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T12:21:08.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>while cailing is fumbling through her stacks of art paper squeezing her brain juices trying to come up with tens of ideas; wanni pia-ing to hit her target; heather thinking about her future; wanteng wondering why the hell is she in this course..... i am thinking about my lunch.i woke up in the middle of last night to SHIT. i had a terrible tummyache and diarhea. all thanks to oysters at greenwood</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112425246800588066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112425246800588066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/08/while-cailing-is-fumbling-through-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112406901933433860</id><published>2005-08-15T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T09:23:39.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>STOP THE TIME.STOP THE TIME. in another week or so.. I'll be 20. I don't want, I don't want!!!! I'm so fucking embarrassed to be 20!!!!! Firstly, I don't bloody act like one. Secondly, I can't think of any reasons. Fuck it. I AM SO NOT HITTING 20!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *dream on*SITI. This is for you.. ALL THE BEST BABE!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112406901933433860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112406901933433860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/08/stop-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112394610948498622</id><published>2005-08-13T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T23:15:09.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>record - closed a deal in 10.kuddos to you for ur spontaneity, maam!!! in my eagerness, i dropped a 23000 golden pearl brooch. L.O.L.well today was a bore. my heart kept skipping beats. lol. too many attacks in a day. especially miss spontaneity.i was suppose to meet the Tequila tonight. but damn. his project with germany has cocked up... and i have to just be contented that he'll be working his </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112394610948498622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112394610948498622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/08/record-closed-deal-in-10.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112382952749951858</id><published>2005-08-12T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T14:52:07.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Don't go around saying the world owes you a living; the world owes you nothing; it was here first" Mark Twain Congratulations to this couple from Holland who will be marrying in Singapore on Wednesday! I hope they invite us to their wedding! They walked into the shop and walked out with a free trip for two to Arab Street on a Lexus Coupe!! And shit - the man looks like Eugene Kagansky!!! Aw.. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112382952749951858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112382952749951858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/08/dont-go-around-saying-world-owes-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112366991951699526</id><published>2005-08-10T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T18:31:59.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i wasted the whole day studying. lol.. i didnt manage to read up on cookies, which i will be using on dia dia's webbie... i don't exactly have much clue how am i gonna go about doing it, but i'm rather confident. i'm just afraid of henry's website though..... fusing flash with asp is nothing that i've ever been near to. i'm a flash idiot, albeit a multimedia student. oh boy, and i can still </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112366991951699526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112366991951699526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-wasted-whole-day-studying.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112359864865556119</id><published>2005-08-09T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T22:50:28.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>know what? i have 11 watches. but only 2 are working. the rest are pretty much gone - flat batteries and dirty straps. here's a poll. should i discard them or keep them? top up batteries?come 24th august, i will treat myself to a Swatch Tournesol. yah. it looks pretty fun.. and young. i'm 20. nevertheless.. i'm 18 at heart!!! LOL. i'm still schooling!! so hey, give me a chance to dress young </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112359864865556119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112359864865556119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/08/know-what-i-have-11-watches.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112358735873395173</id><published>2005-08-09T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T19:35:58.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*gulp* holy cow!! i saw him again!! that cutie with the ever so cutish beard who was sitting at the other side of the room during SAT!! i saw him!!!! GOSH! *knock against the wall* why don't i have a camera phone??!!! why am i not slim at all??!!! god. i hope he likes fat girls. oh my goodness... GOD!! he is just SO HOT!!!!! i want him!!!!! does he still remember me??? goodness.. God!! Please let</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112358735873395173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112358735873395173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/08/gulp-holy-cow-i-saw-him-again-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112355075925858935</id><published>2005-08-09T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T11:07:06.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>da ben danbodoh telorstupid eggthere must be something seriously wrong with my brain. each day, i backup whatever work i have done in the office, wanting to bring it home. but EVERYDAY, i just back up happily at the expense of making my mum wait for me to close the shop.. and i always forget to pull the damn stick out from the usb port. stupid!aww.. i wish i could catch dim sum dollies a second </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112355075925858935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112355075925858935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/08/da-ben-dan-bodoh-telor-stupid-egg.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112343504775403643</id><published>2005-08-08T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T12:16:27.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>48,500 millionaires in Singaporesilly of me to have spot this article only NOW. all thanks to mr Ram. his nick brought to my attention that yes, i'm right. there are as many rich people than poor people. but i seriously think that poor people are a minority here. and when i say poor, i mean, yes. really really poor. how many people we see out there wears a dorothy perkins, a topshop or hey, the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112343504775403643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112343504775403643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/08/48500-millionaires-in-singapore-silly.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112332099494829575</id><published>2005-08-06T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T17:36:35.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2 more hours to go!i've been doing this ever since i started school, which is.. thursday. LoL. school has really made me HATE working. i can't believe i'm revising my work.... even though I've only gone through 2 lessons. we had to learn to draw 1 graph for econs. but the lecturer says there's more to come. for a single exam question, we may have to draw 5-10 graphs. COOL!!! *errburr* i love the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112332099494829575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112332099494829575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/08/2-more-hours-to-go-ive-been-doing-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112315539205627389</id><published>2005-08-04T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T22:03:59.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>back to school jibesoh boy.. i can't believe i am just so. TOO. social-phobic. i hate the first day of schools - as always. i fear meeting people. i have to overcome the inertia, eh? but yeah.. i made 2 friends today!my class was suppose to start at 9am. but guess what? Bloody hell.. i reached at 8:05. 55 mins. what should i do? i got down at Ngee Ann and took a "Stroll" to SIM. it didn't take </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112315539205627389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112315539205627389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/08/back-to-school-jibes-oh-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112303490084928219</id><published>2005-08-03T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T15:46:14.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a hungry man is an angry man;so is one who is deprived of sleep.&amp; so is another who has a fucking optical mouse whose ball is uneven.i really must say that i fucking don't understand why my mum has to wake everyone up in the morning by shouting. not shouting at us to get up, but shouting at me as to why i have to lend my laptop to a friend. it's like, hey... you didn't use it for fucking 6 months</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112303490084928219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112303490084928219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/08/hungry-man-is-angry-man-so-is-one-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112300023066399803</id><published>2005-08-03T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T00:30:30.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>he is JUST SO SWEET!!!a bouquet of 12 stalks of roses. how sweet is that? VERY.and i am just so damn touched.. it's a first!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112300023066399803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112300023066399803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/08/he-is-just-so-sweet-bouquet-of-12.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112288582587814454</id><published>2005-08-01T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T16:43:48.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am an arsehole, a pile of shit.it's not like a lie even. but when i have to say something negative or something that i don't feel is truthful, i feel so so so bad. it's like i have to find a thousand and one excuses to cover up one silly fact which isn't really something bad at all. why the hell do i have to do shit like this. damn it. now i can't even sleep properly. i have to learn to let go.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112288582587814454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112288582587814454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-am-arsehole-pile-of-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112262498846152389</id><published>2005-07-29T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T16:16:28.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>at the brink.finally, i've officially discharged from singapore polytechnic. LoL. that is, I've g.r.a.d.u.a.t.e.d. but really, what IS the biggie at all.... it's just a DiPLoMa. It doesn't mean anything in this society anymore, or is it still?these two days have been hectic. I am just So exhausted. Play and Work Hard till the limit. and my brain just refuses to take a rest. It's driving me nuts, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112262498846152389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112262498846152389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/07/at-brink.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112218235342372739</id><published>2005-07-24T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T13:19:13.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>racial discrepancywhy i'm suddenly intriuged to write on such a topic because i simply sympathize the kind of shit my friend is going through. He is not ugly, he just doesn't have any luck in love nor friendships with girls. and he has to resort to online communities. not that he is desperate, but he just likes to be in forums. and in forums, it's terrible to see people shunning whatever channel </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112218235342372739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112218235342372739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/07/racial-discrepancy-why-im-suddenly.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112213272948429549</id><published>2005-07-23T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T23:32:10.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>we could never have, and we never will.i went to cookie's house today and i finally saw how i could not accept him as my life-long partner. looks, age and race aside, it's his attitude that totally put me off. alright, i have sseen improvements in the communications "Sector".. but other than that, he's pretty much the same old boring cookie. yes, he cooks me nice stuff and feeds me. yet there are</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112213272948429549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112213272948429549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/07/we-could-never-have-and-we-never-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112200219628945359</id><published>2005-07-22T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T11:16:36.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>finally, after being online ALONE while my dear looks on, hoping that he can also have a pc, he finally bought a PC. he's MAD. he bought his PC for 2000 dollars, inclusive of a monitor, keyboard and speakers. He's already got a surround sound system at home and yet.. an altec lansing set. was it altec somethin.. i can't remember. but you know, i'm quite mean. i've always been hoping that he's not</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112200219628945359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112200219628945359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/07/finally-after-being-online-alone-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112191682550846094</id><published>2005-07-21T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T11:33:45.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>why dont i have the gift of the gag???!!!!! i swear - goodness gracious- i musta sounded like a total freak from outer space. i was tongue tied. i didn't know what to answer, and damn! i couldn't freaking SPEAK sensibly.i forgot to ask for his phone number.... i'm gonna risk getting hammered by my boss. SHIT!!!!!please, eric, please call back SOON!!!!! damn it... why did my brain have to stall at</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112191682550846094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112191682550846094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/07/why-dont-i-have-gift-of-gag-i-swear.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112174612664487965</id><published>2005-07-19T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T12:27:32.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>chunzhao, let us walk hand in hand into the theatre =) a few days ago, i came across a headline on sT that said something like .. bye bye spg, hi someone else. i just hate journalists sometimes. why is it they always have to take up this approach of writing in that they have to compare two different individuals? of course, the audiences are often kaypo people. seeing a headline like this, they'll</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112174612664487965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112174612664487965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/07/chunzhao-let-us-walk-hand-in-hand-into.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112150458052220658</id><published>2005-07-16T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T17:03:04.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>love, sisteron my way to the coffeeshop during lunch, i came across these two girls. they must be around my age, from the tone of their voice and language. anyways, they were holding hands. i thought, "how odd". i then recalled that when i was younger, in secondary school, i used to hold hands also. but again, i was quite surprised with myself. i'm not really a touchy person. i find hugging or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112150458052220658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112150458052220658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/07/love-sister-on-my-way-to-coffeeshop.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112141247945624753</id><published>2005-07-15T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T15:27:59.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am absolutely bored to bits.. it feels like ITP all over again. Blogging because we just have all the time in the world.what am i doing now?I'm tending the shop alone. my mum has gone to benny's to reset the 8star to a size 6.5. and i hope henry means it when he says to give me a pair of drop freshwaters. oohlala~i ran to the toilet just now - hopefully clive doesn't tell my mum or she'll be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112141247945624753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112141247945624753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-am-absolutely-bored-to-bits.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112139880393691453</id><published>2005-07-15T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T11:40:03.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am a bitch.and does anyone know why some girls are self-confessed bitches although they aren't really? if a person calls you a bitch, is it a compliment or is it a rude remark? nowadays the language of the world has become so blurry that it'd prolly make a girl beam with pride if she's called a bitch. some even call themselves S.L.U.T.S. i slapped my brother cos we were in a heated argument and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112139880393691453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112139880393691453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-am-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112131332267197326</id><published>2005-07-14T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T12:49:15.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>peanutsnever mind that the 23 year old cash bank is running away from me, not responding to my phone calls. oh anyway, 23.8k is *peanuts*. we sold two items yesterday!!! weEeEe~~~ such good luck. the dentist came back to get the F/IF *GaSp* 5.6 pts 8st4r for his beloved about-to-be-fiance. he's just so sweet. the boss even gave him a merlot dessert wine! how lucky can a person get ;) all the best</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112131332267197326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112131332267197326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/07/peanuts-never-mind-that-23-year-old.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112124185834367627</id><published>2005-07-13T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T22:11:21.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dig In :)Get to know yourself betterYour view on yourself:You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112124185834367627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112124185834367627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/07/dig-in-get-to-know-yourself-better.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112123848469015161</id><published>2005-07-13T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T15:08:04.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>jerk-ass.my song's specially dedicated to the top-bastard on my list of "unhot &amp; unwanted men".for the first time in my life, i finally know what the word "bastard" or "jerk" means. i have never seen anyone as bastardized or jerked up as this before.a girlfriend calls. and all he answers is "(knnbccb! stop calling!!)x3". wTF? i thought he was crazy. banging the pole on the ground and shouting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112123848469015161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112123848469015161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/07/jerk-ass.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112092510783645298</id><published>2005-07-10T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T00:14:27.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>time flies.aiya i didn't bring my camera!!!!!was a seah street.. walking walking. peeped into this glass. and i was greeted by this massive display of body artwork - tattoos!!! this naked guy laid on the doctor's bed. well, it looked like a doctor's bed. sprawled on his stomach. NAKED, i repeat. NAKED. i could see his FULL ASS. his FULL TATTOOED ASS. he's tattooed half his ass. i think he was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112092510783645298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112092510783645298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/07/time-flies.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112090447703199569</id><published>2005-07-09T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T23:30:46.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GOD. When he talks, cash just flies outta his mouth.this guy. GOD! Fantastic. Impressive. UNBELIEVABLE knowledge! he knows what he talks about. he talks about going to bahamas. his treat. with his cousins. talks about Chanel, LV, Prada. from Houston to Japan to HongKong. Even Milan. DHL-ing a load of Coach bags from Houston.He prints money? Probably.who? his uncle is head of consumer banking. his</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112090447703199569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112090447703199569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/07/god.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112088137060358445</id><published>2005-07-09T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T11:56:10.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i shall stop my defamotary actions this dayi ought to believe in the goodness of a single person. no matter how mean or how evil a person is, he has his good points. i refer to this certain lady whom i have been mentioning in my blog often.i realised i don't hate her as much as i think i did. in fact, i never really disliked her. i counted the number of times she flared up at me. out of ten times</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112088137060358445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112088137060358445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-shall-stop-my-defamotary-actions.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112080609940675879</id><published>2005-07-08T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T15:01:39.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>blackheads outbreaki just read the nutrition label on that can of honey roasted macadamias. damn.. 100g of macadamias gives you 3300kJ. that's kinda equivalent to 2 days' energy consumption. and it's like.. once you start, you can't stop. it's simply yummi-licious.yesterday i bumped into heather and wanni. it's been such a long time since i saw heather. she looks slimmer now. as for wanni, so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112080609940675879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112080609940675879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/07/blackheads-outbreak-i-just-read.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112073028436073164</id><published>2005-07-07T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T17:58:04.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>we, the ambivalent beings with tittiesmy whole body is aching after taking two days off under the false reasons of "company retreat", which in actually fact, was spent in slogging over the unpacking of rubbish and necessities at her new apartment in upper east coast.i have seriously never seen that much things before. i mean to have more than 30 boxes of "Stuffs" owned by a single person. clothes</summary><link 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been treated. i should really stop back- stabbing. i'm degrading myself to talk about all that junk. damn. this shouldn't have happened. but still.. i hope one day some one will knock some sense into one who has had too much of the good things in life they forget about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112049020913059429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112049020913059429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/07/ive-decided-to-strike-off-my-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112040231720461653</id><published>2005-07-03T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T22:51:57.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>over-eat.under-eat.balance.helped my aunt pack her things today again. this time round, it was better. marcus and his wife came to help. that was a lot of help though they went back mid afternoon. it didn't matter. it was their presence that helped. it was the kinda feeling of a family's togetherness. =)anyways... got myself a pair of gucci sunglasses. found it and looted it actually. lol. and i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112040231720461653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112040231720461653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/07/over-eat.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112027648093246873</id><published>2005-07-02T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T11:54:40.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the meanesti seem to have rather bad blood these days, despite the fact that i am already having my menses. look at the number of people i have screamed at, or at least gave them my piece of mind.firstly, there was my very poor mum. lately, i seem to just scream at her for no obvious reasons. like.. i wouldn't react that way in the past. that day she was just peeping over me, just GLANCING at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112027648093246873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112027648093246873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/07/meanest-i-seem-to-have-rather-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112022956847045711</id><published>2005-07-01T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T22:52:48.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'd hate to love you, i'd love to hate you tooit's funny how we can love a person so much and yet hate him in just a short period of time. little things they do make you happy, yet because of some little imperfections that you cannot come to terms with can make you hate them so much.i have this really serious love-hate relationship with my aunt. oh yes, she might not be the best aunt on earth, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112022956847045711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112022956847045711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/07/id-hate-to-love-you-id-love-to-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112020464484523672</id><published>2005-07-01T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T15:57:24.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lol this site is just so funny. go!! take a look!!look @ paris hilton's ad. man, were they promoting the car or hilton herself? and eating a burger while soap-washing a car?? that's WEIRD.boo. i can't stand my mum at times. she's so funny. i caught her staring at my boobs YET AGAIN. it's not the first time. she does that all the time. so i got real mad. i mean, hey, who wouldn't get mad if her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112020464484523672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112020464484523672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/07/lol-this-site-is-just-so-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112011938049889836</id><published>2005-06-30T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T16:33:56.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mortified. and yes, staining is just so chic! i had undoubtly the best day of the time of the month in all my life, yesterday. how i simply would love to see the many faces of pleasure, or should i accurately put it across as, digust? i think there would be at least 6 people who witnessed that piece of artwork beautifully painted on my skirt, by yours truly. it really is a perculiar form of art </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112011938049889836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112011938049889836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/06/mortified.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-112002098392628349</id><published>2005-06-29T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T12:56:23.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lifting.was cracking my brains out trying to come up with something a copywriter would, writing a speech for her boss. but gosh, i am NOT a copywriter, and i seriously do not think i will make a good one. since, well, i suck balls at PR. anyway, was doing some research on "rgs" and came out with this interesting find. but it was dated such a long time ago. anyways, enjoy.if only our parents think</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112002098392628349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/112002098392628349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/06/lifting.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-111995038672273771</id><published>2005-06-28T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T17:19:46.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>monotonous lifemy life is so fucking boring. what am i doing on this fine weathered day / evening?! sitting in the office, trying to blog something. read. TRYING. i'm not even feeling any need to blog at all. i'm just blogging simply because..... i'm really trying hard to look like i'm busy at work. harharhar.i webcammed with ray that night. cool! oh well, he's screwing up his life. i doubt he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/111995038672273771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/111995038672273771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/06/monotonous-life-my-life-is-so-fucking.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-111986441907804136</id><published>2005-06-27T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T17:27:01.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>u must see this. look at how singapore is described by the wonderful people of bbc.http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/asia-pacific/country_profiles/1143240.stmfinally, boredom drove me. i went to SPG's blog. actually i've been there ONCE. and honestly, i feel that she's very witty. smart, writes in good english and i dont konw, her character interests me. at that time. but i didn't return again. i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/111986441907804136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/111986441907804136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/06/u-must-see-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-111985318536825647</id><published>2005-06-27T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T14:19:45.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>y are u still so foolish</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/111985318536825647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/111985318536825647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/06/y-are-u-still-so-foolish.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-111979649711672193</id><published>2005-06-26T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T16:02:34.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh, someone's complaining that i'm not blogging!!!! i'm only a few hours late lah! ahha.. here goes. i'll just let the whole world know my disgraceful SAT RESULTS.lo and bellow.CRITICAL READING: 480 ptsNational: 39The national percentile for your critical reading score indicates that you did better than 39% of the national group of college-bound seniors.Average Score: 508This is the average score</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/111979649711672193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/111979649711672193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/06/oh-someones-complaining-that-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-111969009233286725</id><published>2005-06-25T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T17:01:34.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so boringhere's a little list of things i think i ought to do and to spend on for the month of july1. beautify my hair2. 5x fitness first3. save $100 for dad's birthday4. give august's membership fee to ke5. call up andy to terminate membership as at 1 sept6. get a new pair of glasses7. trim crystal's nails8. visit the dentist *shucks*9. shop for casual clothes for school before the GSS ends!10. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/111969009233286725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/111969009233286725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-boring-heres-little-list-of-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-111961244690679899</id><published>2005-06-24T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T19:27:26.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>complaint kewinhere's a little list of things i think i ought to do and to spend on for the month of july1. beautify my hair2. 5x fitness first3. save $100 for dad's birthday4. give august's membership fee to ke5. call up andy to terminate membership as at 1 sept6. get a new pair of glasses7. trim crystal's nails8. visit the dentist *shucks*9. shop for casual clothes for school before the GSS </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/111961244690679899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/111961244690679899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/06/complaint-kewin-heres-little-list-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-111952609428935522</id><published>2005-06-23T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T19:28:14.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i fear for my health. so much. what's happenin to my body, really? i hope God or someone will give me a clue... lately, i've been having phobia. i dare not excrete anythin at all. i daren't even fart. I'm so scared when i do, blood will come bursting out onto my panties. no, i'm not insane.a few days or maybe a week ago, i found a long string of blood clot in the midst of my stools. it's that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/111952609428935522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/111952609428935522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-fear-for-my-health.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-111943610326442975</id><published>2005-06-22T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T18:28:23.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yoohoo~ i'm pretty satisfied working here at the moment!! for the first time in weeks, i'm BUSY! oh yes, i'm extremely glad that alas, i can tell someone "hey, can i call u back? i'm busy" yay!!! lol... but i think i just got over the "busy period". i've finished what i ought to do. dont know what else will i be assigned to though..meanwhile, i'm just trying to train up my vocals. not for the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/111943610326442975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/111943610326442975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/06/yoohoo-im-pretty-satisfied-working.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-111925779151654752</id><published>2005-06-20T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T16:56:31.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it was one of the most satisfying lunch appointment, ever =)really.. what is wrong with singaporeans these days? sex addicts, exhibitionists, attention seekers, brutal killers.. but one category i came across for the first time today, is what i call the "i'm still pretty much buried in the sars phobia".was on the train to work this morning and i had my eyes on this lady in front of me. she was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/111925779151654752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/111925779151654752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/06/it-was-one-of-most-satisfying-lunch.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-111911716270267123</id><published>2005-06-19T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T01:52:42.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a letter to funan's staffdear alan, thank you so much for your kind patience in helping a difficult customer choose something. i know u tried your best, but what to do? she is DIFFICULT, like i said. rest assured, i totally understand your plight, your growing impatience, your stirring anger beneath your skin. cos... i was a salesperson before. but that customer u served, oh well.... she's led a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/111911716270267123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/111911716270267123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/06/letter-to-funans-staff-dear-alan-thank.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-111884619913015345</id><published>2005-06-15T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T22:36:39.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh boy, i hope u won't lose out on ferrochina!!all the best eh.. but ah, why did your friend recommend you ferrochina? yeah.. probably it will rise someday. but.. u know the kinda tension is builds up with every point it plunges??!! oh boy.. i don't exactly understand your plight.. but i roughly know what i'd feel if i were u!! after all, it's all about forecasts and risks aint it? the best </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/111884619913015345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/111884619913015345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/06/oh-boy-i-hope-u-wont-lose-out-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-111854378697420019</id><published>2005-06-12T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T10:39:03.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>am i your big sack of burden?my gran asked me how much was my school fees. and i told her. she clucked her tongue,"so expensive...xxx" from the way she talked to me, i knew she was hoping i'd work part time so that i can support myself. i really wonder if i should just quit. i mean.. reject the acceptance. since she already put herself quite clearly. i feel like a burden. yet at the same time i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/111854378697420019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/111854378697420019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/06/am-i-your-big-sack-of-burden-my-gran.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013726.post-111848593492718717</id><published>2005-06-11T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T18:32:14.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lol. i'm $150 rich today &amp; i'm just craving for Noah's New York Bagels!! but they're all outta my reach ='(i miss the bagels.... boohoohoo.... i havent eaten such GOOD BAGELS all my life. and the taste havent left my lips one single bit. this is making me hungry.just an hour more before i finish work. yes!!! and since i'm so rich today, i'm gonna go get bra. haha.. the triumph promotion at OG. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/111848593492718717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013726/posts/default/111848593492718717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmfjiang.blogspot.com/2005/06/lol_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Yingzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973896693772519595</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></entry></feed>
