<?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-3188752342582932586</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:03:28.029-07:00</updated><category term='interview'/><category term='labs..'/><category term='summer vacation'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='la la la'/><category term='living in the world of my own'/><category term='DANCING...'/><category term='news update'/><category term='random'/><category term='blahs'/><category term='LIFE'/><category term='cavegirl complaining'/><category term='true or not true?'/><category term='musings'/><category term='work'/><category term='unleash of a cavegirl'/><category term='frienzzzzzz'/><title type='text'>jojo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</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>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-1689731981524385385</id><published>2008-06-24T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T20:34:15.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joanneworld.wordpress.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-1689731981524385385?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1689731981524385385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=1689731981524385385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/1689731981524385385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/1689731981524385385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2008/06/joanneworld.html' title=''/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-5469346144909038661</id><published>2008-05-30T07:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T08:16:24.552-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIFE'/><title type='text'>LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't think i have ever blog quite as much in my life compared to when i first started out this blog. bascially i do not really fancy the idea of talking to a four sided screen, pouring out my sadness and sharing my joy when i have many friends whom i can hug and share my everything.&lt;br /&gt;However, gradually i begin to understand this whole point of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Blogging is not really about sharing all your ups and downs, but also a form of reflection.&lt;br /&gt;I realised when i type down the things that's in my heart, i really do feel what i've blogged. Compared to chatting with friends where most likely we would be influenced by the way others think. &lt;br /&gt;i mean you wouldn't want to get all your joy and happiness being thrown off if some of your friends just wanted to be a wet blanket and say some sarcastic remarks to you.&lt;br /&gt;Penning your feelings down is very much different from expressing your feelings verbally. at times,&lt;br /&gt;i feel penning my thoughts down is much more satisfying and encouraging in some sense as it is a all-by-myself-kind of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At certain points in my life i feel very inspired. Being inspired to do something more, to become what i  am capable at. But alot of times, these inspiration moments are very quickly overturned by my contradictions and several 'Buts'.  I've always wanted to be a banker. But i am studying science now. But i don't think i can make it. But it's a very hard route. But...But..&lt;br /&gt;Too much confusion and hesistation on my part. And i felt irritated and frustrated by it. Even when i am saying all these, and keep reminding and telling myself i can do it and all, it's just all somehow bring me back down to zero where i would ahve lots of Buts again.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless i think i should take one step at a time. While being pressurized by the fact i'm in the science course, i have to enjoy my uni life because it's not all about just studying. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-5469346144909038661?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5469346144909038661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=5469346144909038661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/5469346144909038661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/5469346144909038661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2008/05/life.html' title='LIFE'/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-1229261232956345222</id><published>2008-05-29T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T10:18:12.971-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DANCING...'/><title type='text'>LIVE 'LIVE' CONCERT</title><content type='html'>wooooooooot!  came back from dancing and i felt great though lots of stretching and pulling. i haven been doing such elaborate and detailed exercise for a looooong time since my 6 years of chinese dance many yrs ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the dance was on hip hop mtv dance. have been wanting to learn for a loong time. i've always envious of people who have the dance 'sey'. i know this 'sey' cannot be easily learnt. it has to be a feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT i feel very encouraged and more confident when the professional instructor praised and asked me to demonstrate the dance moves in class. sounds like a school kid right. haha.. BUT it;s really very encouraging when a professional dancer recognises you. oh yea. i should try my best cos it;s only like 4 lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway for those reading, there will be a concert coming up this dec!!! it's called LIVE&lt;br /&gt;'LIVE' ACT. WOOOOT! early bird tickets at 20 dollar only!! PLEASE SUPPORT ME YEA. this will be my 1st time performing on stage after many many years ( in terms of dancing) so please need all your support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha though i may not be the best dancer but i will try my very best to put up a great performance! so if u wanna support me, do contact me yea. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-1229261232956345222?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1229261232956345222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=1229261232956345222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/1229261232956345222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/1229261232956345222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2008/05/live-live-concert.html' title='LIVE &apos;LIVE&apos; CONCERT'/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-8949344660816340990</id><published>2008-05-24T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T11:38:01.322-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true or not true?'/><title type='text'>fiction or non fictional</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What others see from your style&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are extremely confused or upset and believe that you can make things better by rearranging their life. This often occurs following a major disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha i dun really understand about this statement but i tink i disagree. haha! i dun go ard arrangin other people's life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What your nightclothes reveal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You are determined, strong and straight to the point. You like to be challenged and like to win as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i like to challenged and of cos win. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What others see from your ties&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are kind and friendly. You are an uncomplicated person and enjoy exciting activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i am a complicated person. anyway in the 1st place i dun wear ties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What others see from your belts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's not a single belt in your wardrobe, you like freedom and are opposed to all kinds of rules. You are creative and very good at work that requires you to stretch your imagination. Your main downfall, however, is that you can be very moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moody yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;What others see from your shoes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like to be the center of attention. You like to look good at all times and probably never leave the house without makeup on. Although you may be intelligent, you're also insecure about your looks. You care about others, and will always listen to what they have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm abt the makeup. NAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What others see from your earrings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a sweet and talkative person. You are sociable, energetic and interesting, and get easily bored by the same old things. You are always looking for adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup!yup! i meant that i get bored easily. ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last analysis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You are probably a romantic and passionate person. You are sensitive and lonely when you aren't in love. You can be somewhat self-centered, but you are honest and sincere to others. You like to make a good impression of yourself and worry about what others think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh..i'm sensitive all the time! be it whether i'm in love or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;MY OWN ANALYSIS:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;the above mentioned may or may not be true, it's up to u to find out! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-8949344660816340990?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8949344660816340990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=8949344660816340990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/8949344660816340990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/8949344660816340990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2008/05/fiction-or-non-fictional.html' title='fiction or non fictional'/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-6552625450902634805</id><published>2008-05-21T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:58:16.835-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='labs..'/><title type='text'>bad lab day plus plus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; oooo lab is tiring! i really wan to complain. it is especially exhuasting and unsatisfying when u are being commented (i shall not say criticised) for not doing the right step or accidentally spill some chemicals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for anybody's information i have been doing lab for ONLY 5 days. and even so not entirely 5 days as the proper steps and procedures will only be introduced like on the 2nd day. tt left me 4 days. AND EVEN SO on the 2nd day, the whole procedure is only demonstrated to me and i'm only getting used to what my whole freaking reaction is all about. YES SO it's only on the 3rd day that i get to start doing my reaction. tcompared to others, i started my lab work only 1 week later due to entrepreneur course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not that i'm compplaining about my TA since he's so humorous and friendly in a way. but when it comes down to the procedures, as i've mentioned before he;s quite stringent about it. but then there was time when he just shake it off saying it;s ok though it shouldn't be. ok i noe it's quite hard to understand without any concrete examples but aiya for those i've complained to, will noe. hahha anyway his inconsistency in lab work has apparently confused me in some way or another that when i follow his 'wrong' step, he got fused up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The TAs in my lab are apparently very loud and fast speakers. so when my TA commented on my wrongdoing the whole row of students and TAs on my side of the lab turned around and looked at us... ok me. to see who's the pitiful student who got scolded. oh whatever. it;s just so so embarrassing. furthermore, the more he say, the more angry he sounded, and the more it seems i've did some henious or no-turning-back kind of mistake where i only accidentally spill some chemicals out of the rbf. he continued evern after lunch. oh my god.. that was like the worst day of my lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MJ VS VJ soccer finals.&lt;br /&gt;once again soccer finals still ended up with the 2 ultimate schools. so so sooo wanted to go watch but cos of my lab...i've got give it a miss. as a meridian previously (and always will be), obviously i will support MJ! but i tink it's the spirit and school's support that really make me feel like being part of the school.&lt;br /&gt;MJ BOLEH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SDQgzwj57II/AAAAAAAAAMs/pK3hblJvTno/s320/DSC01058.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202819543100681346" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at T3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SDQg0Qj57JI/AAAAAAAAAM0/EaxSuC7uMRc/s320/DSC00230.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202819551690615954" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and Kat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SDQg0gj57KI/AAAAAAAAAM8/1UODSW7AWG0/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202819555985583266" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at NTU sakae..which left me broke after that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SDQg0wj57LI/AAAAAAAAANE/mbWYtvYl-Do/s320/P1070463.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202819560280550578" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. yt, me, sher, yichen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-6552625450902634805?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6552625450902634805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=6552625450902634805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/6552625450902634805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/6552625450902634805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2008/05/bad-lab-day-plus-plus.html' title='bad lab day plus plus'/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SDQgzwj57II/AAAAAAAAAMs/pK3hblJvTno/s72-c/DSC01058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-2027622534084883725</id><published>2008-05-17T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:58:18.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh man finally got 1 free day yet don''t noe wat to do. wan to go out catch a movie with friends but lazy and now since i'm not working, i'm broke. if not for this research thingy i would have gone to work. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;research has been quite ok. my TA is quite slack which is quite good. heh. but he's very serious when it comes to the details of lab work. so in a sense learn quite a lot from him. well it's informative and interesting, but i can;t help yawning more than 10 times while he was explaining the steps and procedures. he is not boring nor i dun understand him wat he's saying (he's from china), just that the whole idea can be quite a bore. oh wellz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna do something more exciting!! woot like go backpacking and chill out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some photos taken wif my family some weeks ago at VIVO. forgot what day event was that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SC7U5gj57AI/AAAAAAAAALs/IUDoYTdvaAA/s320/Image042.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201328704117664770" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;normal smile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SC7U6Aj57CI/AAAAAAAAAL8/C8SiPfDsgpQ/s320/Image044.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201328712707599394" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.. dad we are supposed to do the cool look together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SC7XDwj57EI/AAAAAAAAAMM/WJvK6YgOVLk/s320/Image043.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201331079234579522" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this pic the best..haha!  at timesthe nicest pic doesn't always have to&lt;br /&gt;be the prettiest or most good looking, but the enjoyment we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SC7U6Qj57DI/AAAAAAAAAME/y1GwgZnABkg/s320/Image049.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201328717002566706" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother...oo we have the same eyes.haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-2027622534084883725?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2027622534084883725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=2027622534084883725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/2027622534084883725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/2027622534084883725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2008/05/family.html' title='family'/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SC7U5gj57AI/AAAAAAAAALs/IUDoYTdvaAA/s72-c/Image042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-3587424276578151977</id><published>2008-05-11T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:58:18.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>musings and cravings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SCZwkrf58lI/AAAAAAAAALc/VjvZxLHndG8/s1600-h/yamapi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SCZwkrf58lI/AAAAAAAAALc/VjvZxLHndG8/s320/yamapi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198966595299963474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; omg i really really now very into this guy YAMAPI! his real name is Tomohisa Yamashita.&lt;br /&gt;got crazy over him cos of the show kurosagi which is fabulous. it's about a trickster who tricks trickers. so it's like he's the trickster of trickers. his acting is great! and he's very cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SCZv4rf58jI/AAAAAAAAALM/-0mmlWryyNA/s1600-h/m_c03384278e4e61bec432784b2c909dfe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SCZv4rf58jI/AAAAAAAAALM/-0mmlWryyNA/s320/m_c03384278e4e61bec432784b2c909dfe.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198965839385719346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 1st it was my friend who's crazy over him. she's also crazy over him. but then i was over orguei shun only. so i couldnt understand why she loves him so much haha and she named her stuff toy after him. haha but now like totally! (with the hand sign)&lt;br /&gt;after kurosagi, i 'm now tuning into nobuta wo produce which he's more well known in. he's so so funny in the show la. his eccentric actions and carefree attitude in the show adds to the humour of the show. i love him! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SCZywLf58mI/AAAAAAAAALk/AqGQB02An10/s320/potato003020080news011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198968991891714658" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and not to mention he's very talented in other areas like dancing and singing! some of his songs which i listen to and u might wan to try out are seishun amigo where he  duet with kame ( from katun), and his latest single daite senorita. both are the theme songs for the repective drama nobuta wo produce and kurosagi! nice songs with great theme songs! definitely worth watching and listening too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean how many drama or shows out there have nice shows but music a bit like cmi and vice versa? anyway i'm the person who's soo not into jap (cos mainly i dun understand wat they singing heh) but now i'm soo into it! woot! so when i say nice means it's nice. HEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAMAPI I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;haha ok ok a bit over and most prob i'll get over him like in a few weeks time BUT STILL it feels great to go gaga over sum1 once in a while to DESTREss, to let u noe there is still sum1 out there who's ur dream eye candy. oh man if there's such a person in s'pore... since i can't go japan( for the time being) why can;t yamapi- look-alike exist in s'pore.... so anyone out there who looks like him and as talented as him do contact me! hahahah ok into my own world again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-3587424276578151977?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3587424276578151977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=3587424276578151977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/3587424276578151977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/3587424276578151977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2008/05/musings-and-cravings.html' title='musings and cravings'/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SCZwkrf58lI/AAAAAAAAALc/VjvZxLHndG8/s72-c/yamapi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-3058946248134148272</id><published>2008-05-09T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T04:46:34.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woot! 1 week of intensive entrepreneur lessons finally ended! it was tiring. lessons starting from 9am to 5pm everyday this week wasn't that easy to enure. &lt;br /&gt;anway we havelot of activities in between in our own groups. not to forget project plan an business plan that we have to come up with. oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now it's over, we still have business plan to deal with. omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite all these i kind of enjoy this course. besides my group C friends, the course has actually inspire me to minor in entrepreneurship. it is not easy but at least in my opinion it may be better than chem. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really got me thinking into venturing into this area. being a boss of my own or even to set up partnership with people to do business. yes it is definitely not easy at all, looking at the busniess plan sample we got during the course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it somehow create another career path for me. oh sigh....to think in a few years time i'm gonna be sucked into the working society kinds of bore me all over again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless i shall think think think ! and hopefully watevery decision i made will be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anway got to prepare myself for the summer research next week, supposed to start this week but cos got entrepreneur hence my kind teacher advisor( TA) told me not to go. oh man hopefully it wun eat into my precious saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got so much things to do but little time. the freaking long summer research took up most of my holiday that i can only give tuition to earn money. oh wellz. get over it and done with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i can;t seem to download my entrepreneur photos from my phone to the computer. sth's wrong keep trying but cannot find those photos. wierd. oh well next time i manage to transfer the photos i'll upload it here:) so stay tune:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-3058946248134148272?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3058946248134148272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=3058946248134148272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/3058946248134148272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/3058946248134148272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2008/05/woot-1-week-of-intensive-entrepreneur.html' title=''/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-2175062738816960136</id><published>2008-05-02T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:58:19.264-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer vacation'/><title type='text'>PULAU UBIN!</title><content type='html'>hey hey went to PULAU UBIN ON WEDNESDAY. SAD to say it;s the very 1st time i've been to this island after 20 yrs of my life, BUT HAPPY that i finally get to go!. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway it was a very random thing with Rachel starting out saying ' i feel like travelling..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking that i've yet ot have enuff money to go travelling, i thought hmm .. maybe we can go somewhere off and away from s'pore yet do not have to spend too much money.... BINGO! PULAU UBIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there we went, set off to this little tranquil island. we retned bikes and trekked the whole of PULAU UBIN! woohoo! so proud of ourselves. but of cos not without feeling exhausted and having jelly-like legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the paths were not all easy to bike with uneven bumps and humps along the way, not forgetting pieces of mirrors shattered eveyrwhere, large puddles of water and the ever irritating and freaking mosquitos flying and biting around u unconsiously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all the fun and satisfaction, a bad headache and more than 10 red and stinging blotches all over the legs and hands were resulted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my right back lies 4 bites, left about 3. right leg got 10 , left leg about 14 bites. i'm not kidding. it's that bad. hope it will not leave a scar. for now i have to&lt;br /&gt; resort to wear long skirt or pants to cover up the hideous looking legs i have now. ooh man. plz go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anwya we do made a few friendly friends along the way, some come as far as from france and switzerland. one was even from ntu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SBtGCA8yeNI/AAAAAAAAAKM/iW8g0Iu5-GM/s320/Image021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195823595530647762" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at changi village ferry terminal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SBtGDQ8yePI/AAAAAAAAAKc/IwO7XaGRJwQ/s320/Image026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195823617005484274" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setting off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SBtGDg8yeQI/AAAAAAAAAKk/codH2q_VloY/s320/Image023.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195823621300451586" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the forceful smile u'll noe how hot the bloody sun is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SBtGDw8yeRI/AAAAAAAAAKs/V-ghfFeCAGY/s320/Image037.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195823625595418898" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and rachel:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SBtG4w8yeSI/AAAAAAAAAK0/sSOjLHrmtWs/s320/Image031.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195824536128485666" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u see under a microscope u can observe there's actually lots of crabs crwling around in this shore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SBtG5A8yeTI/AAAAAAAAAK8/2HqACqinnl8/s320/Image039.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195824540423452978" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to find a good sopt to take shots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more photos coming up when rachel send them to me! CIAO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-2175062738816960136?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2175062738816960136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=2175062738816960136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/2175062738816960136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/2175062738816960136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2008/05/pulau-ubin.html' title='PULAU UBIN!'/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SBtGCA8yeNI/AAAAAAAAAKM/iW8g0Iu5-GM/s72-c/Image021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-8134798881820654348</id><published>2008-05-01T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:58:20.129-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>birthday</title><content type='html'>WOOT! into the 2nd day of my holiday, the past few days have been great fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day after the exam, me and my gang celebrated jasmine's 20th birthday. enjoy while it lasts cos this year's the last year of ur teenage life before u enter into the bleak world of adulthood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girls went out after the celebration but the poor me have to go back hall to pack and give tuition later that night. so totally missing out on the very 1st outing we have for the 6 of us.&lt;br /&gt;but in anyway at least i noe i'm in the process of earning money. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SBndbw8yeII/AAAAAAAAAJk/ABhZd1-epnw/s320/P4290069.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195427114214652034" /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;happy birthday girl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SBndcQ8yeLI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Nmp-G0IFsGk/s320/P4290081.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195427122804586674" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    the gang, u girls rox my socks man:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SBndcA8yeJI/AAAAAAAAAJs/H-TyIzQ9cSo/s320/P4290078.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195427118509619346" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i was being fed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SBndcA8yeKI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/W6YAwS1nmWU/s320/P4290080.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195427118509619362" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presenting the powerpuff girls: blossom, bubbles, buttercup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SBndcQ8yeMI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Fh5zTWFzQ7s/s320/P4290087.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195427122804586690" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giving a kiss to jasmine~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-8134798881820654348?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8134798881820654348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=8134798881820654348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/8134798881820654348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/8134798881820654348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2008/05/birthday.html' title='birthday'/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SBndbw8yeII/AAAAAAAAAJk/ABhZd1-epnw/s72-c/P4290069.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-6663704592645150879</id><published>2008-04-28T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:58:21.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOT!</title><content type='html'>hey hey tml's the last day of the freaking exam! can't can;t wait. and wat am i doing now? taking a break! a break that lasts for 3 hrs. heh. eating and watching drama ma... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway been busy these few days (beside studying)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got called up the night before my cbc112 chemistry for the audition for starhub commercial photoshoot. quite excited about it! cos 1st time gg for photoshoot and it's like u noe professional photographers taking photos of u! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after the exam the next day went for audition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got shortlisted! woot. quite happy. 1st time and got it. but it's still not finalised. it's between me and another girl, both of us from same company. so its up to the director. ha actually whether i got it doesn't matter already at least i know out of so many many girls who went for the audition, i'm 1 of the final 2 who got chosen! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then got to give tuition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dancing lesson and practicing for the concert this dec! woot exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh. it's enough to fill up my mugging period which i'm supposed to study. heh. hopefully results will not be greatly affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot! can't can;t wait for exams to be over! tt's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling quite high now. ok got to go watch my video and have lunch. all the best to me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SBVc3A8yeBI/AAAAAAAAAIs/7Vl6gZxN2zg/s320/joanneong.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194159845459261458" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SBVc3Q8yeCI/AAAAAAAAAI0/-ywO8gR2zOE/s320/Image064.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194159849754228770" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me many months ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-6663704592645150879?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6663704592645150879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=6663704592645150879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/6663704592645150879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/6663704592645150879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2008/04/woot.html' title='WOOT!'/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/SBVc3A8yeBI/AAAAAAAAAIs/7Vl6gZxN2zg/s72-c/joanneong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-1704446654403388235</id><published>2008-03-24T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T02:21:52.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>musings</title><content type='html'>sleepy. it's 2 more hours to my dinner time with hall peeps. and i'm sitting on my comfortable bed with the laptop on my lap(hey i just realised the true meaning of 'laptop' heh.). once again i'm all alone in my room with only the 4 white stony walls to stare. my roomate,as usual, always go mia to her home, leaving this poor little girl typing away on her only communication device- laptop. fortunately i still have my hall peeps and friendly neighbours to muse with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway have been into j drama lately and i was so so so attracted to oguri shun, a jap pop idol who starred in many drama and movies. one of which which i've catched lately is CROW ZERO with him as the main character. (obviously it's cos of him that i noticed such a wierd title movie)&lt;br /&gt;anyway that's not the main point. the thing is him! ok starting from here i'm gonna gush about him if u can't take it just scram. his amazingly cool eyes (erm exclude his heavy eyebag) say so much about his character. he's an incredible actor&lt;br /&gt;who has a smile of a cute little boy and standing at 1.87m tall. i've always like people who have the &lt;i&gt;sei. &lt;/i&gt;noe what it means? if u dun means u dun have and just forget abt it. (omg i feel so bitchy) anway, people who have the style, the character always catche my attention. and oguri apparently has what it takes. ha. &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;this brings me to another notion. why is japanese drama always the one that win the most audience compared to say singapore drama? (if u even called it a drama with aunties and uncles in it). the acting skills just pale in comparison. the idea that japanese actors &lt;i&gt;dare to act &lt;/i&gt;whether they realised their acting sux or not already cut out everything above the rest.. they are always trying to perform the best. that's what i like about them. true, there are several good actors in mediacorp but i'm not talking veteran, experienced actors who are in this&lt;br /&gt;whole showbiz for like 10 yrs?? The japanses actors i'm talking about are young and talented. (of cos with their looks too) that is why they are so welcomed and supported by fans worldwide. of cos not only japanese actors but korean and not to mention the hollywood peeps. ok basically i'm talking about non-s'poreans actors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;but i believe mediacorp will do it one day. but not in this generation i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-1704446654403388235?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1704446654403388235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=1704446654403388235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/1704446654403388235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/1704446654403388235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2008/03/musings.html' title='musings'/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-6104129394274176039</id><published>2008-03-08T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T07:29:32.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ntu open house</title><content type='html'>TODAY is one of the few happier times i felt in this sem. I've signed up as an ambassador for NTU open house and today is the open house. it's happening! seen lot of mj juniors and people which makes me reminisce about my times in mjc with all my friends and of course when i too came to ntu filled with hope and expectations. It really gladdens me when my juniors and mjc peeps still recognise me and not hesistate to approach me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an ambassador for NTU open house ,i really enjoy the whole process. Not only that, we got paid! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-6104129394274176039?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6104129394274176039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=6104129394274176039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/6104129394274176039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/6104129394274176039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2008/03/ntu-open-house.html' title='ntu open house'/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-1782695559036115446</id><published>2008-03-06T00:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T01:04:48.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>moody</title><content type='html'>oh sighhhhhhhhhh. why the hell am i in this course. why the hell am i still find myself stuck in studies and exams just like the past. why the hell am i sighing everyday. why why why.&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself for not being different, for not being courageous enough to do what i want. why do i have to go with the flow. why am i not like before???? why can't i concentrate, why am i so stupid whhhhhhy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked myself so many whys. i'm frustrated. i'm pissed. with myself.&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell. today spoilt my weekends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-1782695559036115446?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1782695559036115446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=1782695559036115446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/1782695559036115446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/1782695559036115446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2008/03/moody.html' title='moody'/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-4383627406846426151</id><published>2008-02-25T06:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:58:21.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i always wonder how the models inside those beautifully taken photos feel.&lt;br /&gt;confident? relaxed? excited?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i experienced it myself.&lt;br /&gt;tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really quite exciting when u 1st take professional modelling photos but gradually u get restless posing and smiling to a small 50 cent coin sized lens. and when the photos taken are not to ur liking, u have to retake again. the hair, the smile, the eyes, clothes, poses...all have to perfectly poised. or else, retake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha nevertheless it was an experience! the photos were taken to build as a portfolio for my company. here are a few of my photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/R8LTgzlfV2I/AAAAAAAAAIU/_8ZoAj-U2-8/s320/DSC_1578.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170927882731476834" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/R8LV6jlfV3I/AAAAAAAAAIc/e5QsfiuTqdA/s320/DSC_1460.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170930524136363890" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-4383627406846426151?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4383627406846426151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=4383627406846426151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/4383627406846426151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/4383627406846426151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-always-wonder-how-models-inside-those.html' title=''/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/R8LTgzlfV2I/AAAAAAAAAIU/_8ZoAj-U2-8/s72-c/DSC_1578.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-8854358772674467060</id><published>2008-02-24T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T06:22:54.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday blues</title><content type='html'>the will to study keep flutuating that i feel like giving up and just bury myself into playing o2jam for the rest of the week. no no no!!&lt;br /&gt;ok right after this...i promise to study my pathetic math series and pattern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll tell u later if it works.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-8854358772674467060?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8854358772674467060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=8854358772674467060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/8854358772674467060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/8854358772674467060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2008/02/monday-blues.html' title='monday blues'/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-3038340939883013115</id><published>2008-02-07T01:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T02:06:03.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MONEY IS ALMOST EVERYTHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes believe it or not. in actual fact i think money is everything.&lt;br /&gt;The word 'almost' is to counteract that there is still love that overrules money.&lt;br /&gt;anyway heck about those cliche reasonings that money is not everything...money can't buy love, family kins blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, taking for the most basic example. dating.&lt;br /&gt;movies, dinner, transport.&lt;br /&gt;let's go into more details&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;EVENT                            COST&lt;br /&gt;transport                        at least $1.20 (unless u r walking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie                              $10.50(oh freak)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner                             $12(for 2 pax)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gift                                  $5(at least? i hope?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miscelleanous               $0.30&lt;br /&gt;(maybe to donate a&lt;br /&gt;few coins to the tampines erhu uncle)            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total: $29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;a date that does not even last half a day has u saying goodbye to near 30 bucks which can last me 1 week(all 3 meals).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;yes yes i can pity those guys out there esp since i have mine. heh.&lt;br /&gt;my hearts go all out. but there's no choice unless to cook?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my main point is that u need cash man. i love cash myself no doubt. and i bet everybody does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my aim: nope not to marry a rich guy. but to earn lots of money by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no pain no gain&lt;br /&gt;$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-3038340939883013115?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3038340939883013115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=3038340939883013115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/3038340939883013115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/3038340939883013115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2008/02/money-is-almost-everything-yes-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-7794389230191295368</id><published>2008-02-06T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:58:23.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>long time no post</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LONG TIME NO POST....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today is Lunar New Year eve. and yes i'm feeling super bored so i decided to check out my so-totally-outdated blog&lt;br /&gt;and realised i've got a secret admirer. haha! ok nv mind tt's not really the main point, haha but it has been almost a year since i last updated. And i'm quite sure it'll continue this way even after this post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well at least people(who are viewing this and want to know how i am:) are aware that i'm still well and alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well currently now in sem2. after looking at sem 1 results...it's time to buck up!!&lt;br /&gt;i'm still enjoying my ntu life though, with my hall activities and spms club stuff. getting to know more people and experiencing things i've nv tried b4! like emceeing, modelling,clubbing(ok i'm a noob. bet all u guys out there tried many times) etc etc..fun fun fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of cos more often than not i've got to slap myself awake to remind myself about studying.(oh man). haha.&lt;br /&gt;but then again wat's uni life without fun:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/R6naiZ-rHYI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ML2ju2pWwPg/s320/Image041.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163898732381150594" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me with my neighbours:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/R6naiJ-rHXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/4Po9o21Amxc/s320/DSCN0463.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163898728086183282" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k clan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/R6naip-rHZI/AAAAAAAAAHc/5W3LypnfsLA/s320/Image024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163898736676117906" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during movie marathon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/R6najJ-rHaI/AAAAAAAAAHk/77kDGqVEkcM/s320/DSC_6012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163898745266052514" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha an unglam photo taken during hall orientation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wellz speaking of which, i begin to reminisce about my orientation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/R6nb45-rHbI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ChUr1Vz1Ot4/s320/1_276532444l%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163900218439835058" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/R6ncL5-rHcI/AAAAAAAAAH0/IUtC9wLSKdo/s320/DSC_5993.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163900544857349570" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tic tac toe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/R6ncwZ-rHdI/AAAAAAAAAH8/o6TNcRtSqtY/s1600-h/DSC_6069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/R6ncwZ-rHdI/AAAAAAAAAH8/o6TNcRtSqtY/s320/DSC_6069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163901171922574802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha guan yin ma looked tired..after he carried me.ha i'm heavy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/R6ndx5-rHeI/AAAAAAAAAIE/UVg1VvBXfm8/s320/DSC_6359.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163902297204006370" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the so-claimed powerpuff girls:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/R6nekJ-rHfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/DbpR5ClqhDY/s320/DSC_6740.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163903160492432882" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hall8:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-7794389230191295368?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7794389230191295368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=7794389230191295368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/7794389230191295368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/7794389230191295368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2008/02/hahahahahahaha.html' title='long time no post'/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/R6naiZ-rHYI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ML2ju2pWwPg/s72-c/Image041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-8787235382925236726</id><published>2007-07-14T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:58:25.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bleh</title><content type='html'>CAME back from my SPMS orientation camp. I was super super exhuasted. i couldn't describe the feeling.. i tink it's like going thru 10 yrs of NS, get it? anyway i slept all the way form the time i reached home about 3 something all the way till  8.30 the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was sure a memorable camp. met great friends form my og (RINGO) and we won the best welfare award. watever tt is i'm quite sure it's like a last min kind of award cos maybe they couldn't tink of any other award to present to us. haha! for ur info my group was complained being the slackiest group. but who cares, we did our best and we bonded as a whole group. quoting from my dear melissa , it's the memories and laughter that we bring with us' and from my own 'end result doesn't matter'. in the end all of us got a prize so it doens;t really matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i love my og and SA (senior attached-pranakan and friend) and of cos our dear ogls ( funny connie and blur but cute xuexin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rpj_NHdf_UI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SDxGC2mCC3M/s1600-h/DSC00467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rpj_NHdf_UI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SDxGC2mCC3M/s320/DSC00467.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087096379921136962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          me, rachel, jasmine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RpkAt3df_WI/AAAAAAAAAFk/eXAOGnbGcUc/s1600-h/DSC00334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RpkAt3df_WI/AAAAAAAAAFk/eXAOGnbGcUc/s320/DSC00334.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087098042073480546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                            introducing the intellectual club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RpkBdHdf_YI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ZJdk0eIJSPg/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RpkBdHdf_YI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ZJdk0eIJSPg/s320/Image022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087098853822299522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                wenting, me, rong can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RpkB3Xdf_ZI/AAAAAAAAAF8/sy2BsLYC2DY/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RpkB3Xdf_ZI/AAAAAAAAAF8/sy2BsLYC2DY/s320/Image014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087099304793865618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                        aiting,mel, me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RpkCJ3df_aI/AAAAAAAAAGE/o4E1TW1S4U4/s1600-h/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RpkCJ3df_aI/AAAAAAAAAGE/o4E1TW1S4U4/s320/Image026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087099622621445538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dear rachel and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RpkCh3df_bI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ReqCykqlpF0/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RpkCh3df_bI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ReqCykqlpF0/s320/Image024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087100034938305970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and  garen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RpkDFndf_cI/AAAAAAAAAGU/9pj36Uv0S0A/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RpkDFndf_cI/AAAAAAAAAGU/9pj36Uv0S0A/s320/Image006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087100649118629314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ringo plus a few missing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RpkDW3df_dI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Twmj1pLT5G4/s1600-h/Image027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RpkDW3df_dI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Twmj1pLT5G4/s320/Image027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087100945471372754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ringo plus a few missing again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RpkGTXdf_eI/AAAAAAAAAGk/CKmE3g-zzdE/s1600-h/797393874l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RpkGTXdf_eI/AAAAAAAAAGk/CKmE3g-zzdE/s320/797393874l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087104183876713954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Us at ECP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RpkKW3df_fI/AAAAAAAAAGs/6AkY4o0TzYc/s1600-h/483633538l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RpkKW3df_fI/AAAAAAAAAGs/6AkY4o0TzYc/s320/483633538l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087108642052767218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ringo:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RpkMFXdf_gI/AAAAAAAAAG0/sRkun8EGMlE/s1600-h/607476497l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RpkMFXdf_gI/AAAAAAAAAG0/sRkun8EGMlE/s320/607476497l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087110540428312066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  the devil us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But the the thing is i'm quite sure i wouldn't join another camp or orientation so soon esp those staying overnight. if  not i would  really be  dead. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most disgusting  and horrible and incorrigible and terrible and suckiest and awful and  frightful  yet unforgettable event was the INITIATION. i;ve never ever in my whole life been  blind folded for 3 hours going through all the activities. and mind u the activities were dirty and disguisting. i meant putiing ur nhands into a bucket of egg york, egg white, egg shell, tomato, all the kind of sauce u can tink of, playing thrust fall, crawling  under ropes and  other obstacles, sliding through canvas  in shallow water, walking around being disturbed by ogls ( i'll rmb u connie) and sa (and u pranakan) and programmers. ok some may tink it's ok but i tink quite horrible cos maybe been in the comfort zone for 6-7 months hence not used to these treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today's shopping has totally covered my loss and pain i've suffered during the camp( ok it's not tt bad). yea! but my wallet apparently suffered the greatest loss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more weeks and uni's starting. it's a mixed feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anwyay those who have yet ot give me any birthday presents u better own up. i give time allowance till end of this month. if not tt's the end of our friendship. haha! if u believe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dear dear boss gave me a sony mp3 player wth 2 G yesterday. HE's super super nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i reallt tried to update my blog several times but the server seems to have some problems uploadingthe entries and i've no ideas wat's wrong with it. Bleh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch harry potter! liting u gonna treat to this ok now that i've publicly announced this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i noe i'm random but hey who's not. heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-8787235382925236726?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8787235382925236726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=8787235382925236726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/8787235382925236726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/8787235382925236726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2007/07/kjgh.html' title='bleh'/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rpj_NHdf_UI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SDxGC2mCC3M/s72-c/DSC00467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-361955162216755924</id><published>2007-06-11T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T08:36:10.130-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living in the world of my own'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sry guys i'm just so so very lazy to update my blog. been working and all. FINALLY i went shopping last sat night. wat a sinful night it was. spent like 70 plus plus. but oh well it's my money. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't can't wait for july cos there are so many things lining up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) end of my job at katong! finally freedom ...&lt;br /&gt;2) medical checkup ( want to ask the nurse when can i get any fatter)&lt;br /&gt;3) my BIRTHDAY!!!!! ( accquaintances- it would be great to send text wishes, friends- a handshake and/or hug and/or wishes and PRESENTS, best friends- great minds tink alike, do i have to say?)&lt;br /&gt;4) hoping to work more days so tt i can get to see more of...&lt;br /&gt;5) a trip with my company to taiwan for 4 days 3 nights for just 100 bucks!! woot! can't can't wait!it's been a long time since i last board an airplane. bleh i'm poor:(\&lt;br /&gt;6)uni orientation. let it start sooner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really need to get lots of sleep. irritating red little  monsters are creeping onto my cheeks like nobody's business. argh! i hate pimples. anyway i thought tt was bimbotic. then again which girl isn't like tt? even guys/gays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway this is just a random thought: i would like to marry a dentist. i tink dentists are so so charming when they wore their white coat. having a dentist as a husband is a perfect choice cos they can't go anyway but the clinic and home:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nope i haven fallen into a love pit with any dentist while working. i'm 100 percent professional in my job:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway it was just a sudden and irrational thought. i was tinking of marrying a soldier 2 yrs ago.&lt;br /&gt;gd night peeps. at least i've typed something here and not let it to rust&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-361955162216755924?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/361955162216755924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=361955162216755924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/361955162216755924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/361955162216755924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2007/06/sry-guys-im-just-so-so-very-lazy-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-6842948644412814381</id><published>2007-05-12T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:58:25.772-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='la la la'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am so exhausted.  today's been a long day. took leave(save me from another day of agony) for the whole day-which like already make my day.this morning met up with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ibrizah&lt;/span&gt;, Katherine and later &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lun&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;joycie&lt;/span&gt; and attended the CBC 'S tea session( the food's really good). it's been a while since i last met &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;joycie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ibrizah&lt;/span&gt; so was very ecstatic to catch up with them again. love them lots! anyway the session was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. i really love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ntu's&lt;/span&gt; caring and friendly approach towards students which is really a huge plus point. oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wellz&lt;/span&gt; still in consideration. on our way back, we took some photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RkXZ49Thp8I/AAAAAAAAAD8/svf5nZ5DJdE/s1600-h/Picture%2817%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RkXZ49Thp8I/AAAAAAAAAD8/svf5nZ5DJdE/s320/Picture%2817%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063692928600352706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the blurry me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;katherine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RkXhwtThqEI/AAAAAAAAAE8/HMCw4uKanYI/s1600-h/Picture%285%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RkXhwtThqEI/AAAAAAAAAE8/HMCw4uKanYI/s320/Picture%285%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063701582959454274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kai lun, me, katherine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RkXaNNThp9I/AAAAAAAAAEE/tQvenZS0ygQ/s1600-h/Picture%288%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RkXaNNThp9I/AAAAAAAAAEE/tQvenZS0ygQ/s320/Picture%288%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063693276492703698" border="0" /&gt;me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;joycie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RkXaitThp-I/AAAAAAAAAEM/xp_r1AN-X0g/s1600-h/Picture%287%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RkXaitThp-I/AAAAAAAAAEM/xp_r1AN-X0g/s320/Picture%287%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063693645859891170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a failed attempt to squeeze every1 together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;liting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;afterwhich&lt;/span&gt; to accompany her to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;chinatown&lt;/span&gt; just to buy some cloths and thread for her sewing lesson.  ha girl u better make me a nice dress k. then headed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;bugis&lt;/span&gt; for a sumptuous YET shouldn't-have-spend-so-much dinner-billy bombers. oh no should have seen the guilt look on my face when we came out. anyway here's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; i ordered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RkXcxdThqAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/6egUvy8JDCw/s1600-h/Picture%2825%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 165px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RkXcxdThqAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/6egUvy8JDCw/s320/Picture%2825%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063696098286217218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;how can anybody resist such a dish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RkXdptThqCI/AAAAAAAAAEs/miaaiX4yy_A/s1600-h/Picture%2823%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RkXdptThqCI/AAAAAAAAAEs/miaaiX4yy_A/s320/Picture%2823%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063697064653858850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and milkshake.yump! u can't see the guilty look when i'm enjoying the food:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh wellz. i guess sometimes it's ok to eat like this once in a while (why do i find myself saying this line everyday?).&lt;br /&gt;anyway as much as i tried to save, ijust couln't resist the temptation of shopping~! bought a pair of dmk shoe and a skirt. i'm content:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least cheers to us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RkXeIdThqDI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Ve_EpHFX6Jg/s1600-h/Picture%2819%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 202px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RkXeIdThqDI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Ve_EpHFX6Jg/s320/Picture%2819%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063697592934836274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;though u 1) are always late for almost every outing&lt;br /&gt;2) always accuse me for being late too(i'm so innocent)&lt;br /&gt;3) always acting stupid&lt;br /&gt;u are still my bestest friend and cheers to our long lasting friendship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PS LT: OK dun say i never put photo of us on the blog k. and i've written nice things about u. swensen's on u next round:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-6842948644412814381?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6842948644412814381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=6842948644412814381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/6842948644412814381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/6842948644412814381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-am-so-exhausted.html' title=''/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RkXZ49Thp8I/AAAAAAAAAD8/svf5nZ5DJdE/s72-c/Picture%2817%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-8451973506851642423</id><published>2007-05-11T08:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T08:15:29.147-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blahs'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>started my 1st ever driving lesson and it was great great fun! and the driving instructor was super nice. heh.i was kind of nervous cos it was like the 1st time on wheels (previously when i touch the steering wheels is either when i'm in the arcade or on sum1's car pretending to be the driver-of cos with all the handbrake and gear neutral) but he assured me he will be on the guard cos he has to make a report if i crash onto other cars( hump!) anyway he's a nice instructor who make me feel very relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so so looking forward to my next driving lesson and pray that the next instructor would be as fantastic as him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss shopping! now that i'm working everyday from day till night it's hard to squeeze out time to catch up with friends (maybe except on the phone) and chill out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a sudden urge to go oversea last night while chatting with sam. isn't it great to go hong kong with ur friends b4 uni starts? but my hopes were dashed as quickly as it came when i approached this topic to mom.&lt;br /&gt;' no way'&lt;br /&gt;and that's the end of the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man.. must tink of a way to convince her. i'm not a kid anymore!&lt;br /&gt;but i noe we will always be a child in parents' eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-8451973506851642423?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8451973506851642423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=8451973506851642423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/8451973506851642423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/8451973506851642423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2007/05/started-my-1st-ever-driving-lesson-and.html' title=''/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-6655554382113338276</id><published>2007-05-08T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:58:26.168-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just viewed karthi's blog(it's actually kathy) and saw this photo which brings back the 'fond' memories of jc's life- on the things we've done amid the demoralising days where revision and exams are a norm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RkCWKdThp4I/AAAAAAAAADc/tuN6ZJ6JFpg/s1600-h/12.jpg_Thumbnail1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 131px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RkCWKdThp4I/AAAAAAAAADc/tuN6ZJ6JFpg/s320/12.jpg_Thumbnail1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062211087573821314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;initially i  really have second thoughts posting this photo because this is extremely unglam but oh well according to my friends i've always been unglam(seriously!) so yup this is one of my unglam moments. bleh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear old classmates decided to spice things up a bit on farewell assembly day by saboing me. they literally forced me to stand beside dr rahman while taking photo. and this pic obviously showed the whole scenario that while shawn(the camera man) was about to press the button, they all run away leaving me and dr rahman. apparently we both knew something's fishy is going on and immediately tried to run away too. pathetically, while doing that Shawn took this shot. oh wellz those were the times. at least it was something to be laughed about and it took away all our worries and stress for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks dr rahman for being our stress-buster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh! and i passed my final theory test!!!!!! it was not as tough as i thought it would be. ha!&lt;br /&gt;great now i can begin my practical in 2 weeks time!&lt;br /&gt;bye  bye to my  theory bks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-6655554382113338276?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6655554382113338276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=6655554382113338276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/6655554382113338276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/6655554382113338276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-viewed-karthis-blogits-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RkCWKdThp4I/AAAAAAAAADc/tuN6ZJ6JFpg/s72-c/12.jpg_Thumbnail1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-882451649144967056</id><published>2007-05-07T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:58:27.156-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rj4KCNThp3I/AAAAAAAAADU/_wVGeJ24c-s/s1600-h/P1040831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rj4KCNThp3I/AAAAAAAAADU/_wVGeJ24c-s/s320/P1040831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061494064258590578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;roar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rj4JRdThp1I/AAAAAAAAADE/JYg-wOUh2dw/s1600-h/Picture%2814%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rj4JRdThp1I/AAAAAAAAADE/JYg-wOUh2dw/s320/Picture%2814%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061493226739967826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this lovely little girl reminds of myself when i was younger..heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rj4IjtThp0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/ERjJOQ6WRDA/s1600-h/36710943321356l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rj4IjtThp0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/ERjJOQ6WRDA/s320/36710943321356l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061492440760952642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;can u see how cool we are with our spastic handsigns..ha lit peeps:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rj4IW9ThpzI/AAAAAAAAAC0/QtwQFncojGc/s1600-h/Picture%2831%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rj4IW9ThpzI/AAAAAAAAAC0/QtwQFncojGc/s320/Picture%2831%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061492221717620530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me at prom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rj4IF9ThpyI/AAAAAAAAACs/YW4o8Tkx6Vw/s1600-h/29551094662416l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rj4IF9ThpyI/AAAAAAAAACs/YW4o8Tkx6Vw/s320/29551094662416l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061491929659844386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the good old hycredible. nv forget us at leadership training camp&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rj4H6tThpwI/AAAAAAAAACc/jRz19SzL2Po/s1600-h/36710727255246l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rj4H6tThpwI/AAAAAAAAACc/jRz19SzL2Po/s320/36710727255246l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061491736386316034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the spastic things we did back in jc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rj4GO9ThpuI/AAAAAAAAACM/APv2GbIjyd4/s1600-h/34005595033546l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rj4GO9ThpuI/AAAAAAAAACM/APv2GbIjyd4/s320/34005595033546l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061489885255411426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3rd council! woot1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rj4GtNThpvI/AAAAAAAAACU/CDp_51Gimu8/s1600-h/DSC00643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rj4GtNThpvI/AAAAAAAAACU/CDp_51Gimu8/s320/DSC00643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061490404946454258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;artistic photo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-882451649144967056?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/882451649144967056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=882451649144967056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/882451649144967056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/882451649144967056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2007/06/roar-this-lovely-little-girl-reminds-of.html' title=''/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rj4KCNThp3I/AAAAAAAAADU/_wVGeJ24c-s/s72-c/P1040831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-2560694298815894373</id><published>2007-05-06T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T07:56:05.566-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from a hard day's work. and yup i'm working ON SUNDAY. gave tuition in the morning and worked at another clinic from 2-9. pho! but i enjoyed myself. yes yes, friends said i need a break and all but u r not in my shoe dears. besides the money tt is needed i tink it's the fulfillment. instead of staying at home watching tv, y not expose urself to more people and gain more experience. IT'S GREAT! ok i admit i'm feeling happy today hence all the positive things and all:)&lt;br /&gt;haha. hope i'm happy everyday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now working everyday from day till night. i've finally proven myself to be a career- minded woman! ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no... dr ng is asking me not quit again with the promise of giving me an ipod for my birthday which i've always wanted.  oh no! i was quite angry at first. it all seems like a bribery u noe and really, if i'm going to stay till my brithday it;s all because of the clinic not cos of ipod..  but i realised he really does want me to stay. bleh! how to bear to leave such super nice dentists??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tink ... tink...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-2560694298815894373?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2560694298815894373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=2560694298815894373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/2560694298815894373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/2560694298815894373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-came-back-from-hard-days-work.html' title=''/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-6127642487159835811</id><published>2007-05-06T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:58:27.716-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when men complain about women being too difficult to understand,  i thought men are just a bunch of confused aliens.  departed from mars and arrived on earth 10000000000 yrs ago, it's not hard to understand why they can't relate to women. seriously if u ask me the whole idea that men can't understand women and vice versa is because both genders are genetically different. so i believe men can never say they understand their wives because they don't and will never do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in spite of all the controversies over men and women, people are still happily married and have kids. so y bother about figuring out something which will never bear fruits? so the morale of the strot is to just shut up and get on with our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i tink some men are just very hot. here are the top 5  hot men celebrities:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 5 .... the good old Michael Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rj3_XtThpoI/AAAAAAAAABc/VJAxK6nBISw/s1600-h/badtourpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rj3_XtThpoI/AAAAAAAAABc/VJAxK6nBISw/s320/badtourpic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061482338997872258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he looks like a monster now and to tink my brother claimed that i dreamt of being married to him everyday when i was 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 4 ... Richard Roxburgh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rj4BJ9ThppI/AAAAAAAAABk/Z3hHVgtwpV4/s1600-h/vanhelsing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rj4BJ9ThppI/AAAAAAAAABk/Z3hHVgtwpV4/s320/vanhelsing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061484301797926546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he is seducingly gorgeous in van helsing and i love his australian accent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 3 ... Johnny depp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rj4B1NThpqI/AAAAAAAAABs/v47QgA278cM/s1600-h/th-JohnnyDepp_Grani_9183457_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 108px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rj4B1NThpqI/AAAAAAAAABs/v47QgA278cM/s320/th-JohnnyDepp_Grani_9183457_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061485044827268770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he's at his best when he casted in the 'Sleepy Hollow'. so so luv him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 2 ... Wentworth miller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rj4CjdThpsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/uukFadv2a5Q/s1600-h/th-031_72.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rj4CjdThpsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/uukFadv2a5Q/s320/th-031_72.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061485839396218562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i dun watch prison break but he made me watched 1 episode of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not the least no 1 ... dear old pop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rj4DfNThptI/AAAAAAAAACE/4unrdfGlL14/s1600-h/Picture%288%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 123px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rj4DfNThptI/AAAAAAAAACE/4unrdfGlL14/s320/Picture%288%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061486865893402322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he's a celebrity in my heartZ:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-6127642487159835811?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6127642487159835811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=6127642487159835811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/6127642487159835811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/6127642487159835811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2007/05/when-men-complain-about-women-being-too.html' title=''/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rj3_XtThpoI/AAAAAAAAABc/VJAxK6nBISw/s72-c/badtourpic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-3778898519070524934</id><published>2007-05-03T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T22:39:25.360-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interview'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The interview was ok i guess. This is like the 1st time i went for a real interview. It was 3 to 1. It wasn't as serious as i thought it would be. The 3 interviewers were nice and friendly. I guessed i looked pretty jittery cos i was like smiling nervously to myself. One of them asked me to relax. I know i wasn't that kind who would feel all so nervous during interview. so i was like damn, i would screw this up. And the fact that i actually mention that nurses' pay is very little even though they are in demand swept the smiles away from their faces. Oh gosh! What have i done. I thought i was just being honest. they replied that money's not an issue for them and all the i-would-sacrifice-anything-as-a-nurse passion. I mean frankly as much as passion is important, money's essential too. You wouldn't even have passion for anything if u dun have the money to feed yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In anyway i DO applaud for their passion and noble heart- it is something i tink i need to cultivate over the years to achieve that. That was like the 1st part of the interview which i totally screwed it up. The interview continued with questions asking about my cca and obstacles faced which i just crapped through. Then they asked me out of their curiosity how would i sell myself to them. Hmm.. this question sound so familiar..especially when i asked the exact question during ogl interview. Ask me personally if u wanna know my answer haha!&lt;br /&gt;anyway the interview ended with me asking them any questions. Must grab the chance to ask intelligent questions. However instead of asking something more about the course, i asked about their deepest impact they had as a nurse. What-the-hell-is-wrong-with-me? They apparently laughed and each of them actually shared their stories with me which were really touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the last interviewer finished her story, they asked so do they passed the interview. HA! And i retorted back a yes. I tink i'm quite dumb sometimes,just shoot anything right out from my mouth without going through my left brain. Oh well. Just let nature takes its course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way nursing's my 3rd choice and i'm really confused, is it cos i couldn't make it to my 1st 2 choices hence i got my 3rd choice? It's really weird cos the interviewer asked me which one would i choose if my 1st choice and nursing were to accept me. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway got to prepare test questions for my kid. why do i have to say i'm gonna give her a test next lesson.oh well.&lt;br /&gt;left brain is really not working.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-3778898519070524934?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3778898519070524934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=3778898519070524934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/3778898519070524934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/3778898519070524934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2007/05/interview-was-ok-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-2831648406270395835</id><published>2007-05-02T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T08:25:35.701-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news update'/><title type='text'>uni</title><content type='html'>I've been accepted into NTU's CHEMISTRY and BIOLOGICAL CHEMISTRY course! yea. To add on to the joy i was offered bursary too. It really meant alot to me. Anyway the letter quickly replaced all the angst i've felt earlier on during my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally plucked up my courage to  quit my job. Here's what i did&lt;br /&gt;went straight into my manager's office without even knocking the door(don't noe wat i was tinking)&lt;br /&gt;inside stood the manager and the dentist( boss=dentist )&lt;br /&gt;putting on a very stern face, 'can i talk to you for a minute?'&lt;br /&gt;sensing the seriousness the dentist left us&lt;br /&gt;what followed was history. i blurted out all the unfairness and frustration i've suffered for these 4 and half months (can't believe it). That it's man. It's best not to mess with an erupted volcano.&lt;br /&gt;She tried to persuade me to stay till july but oh well we shall see...but yup i'm gonna give myself this may. hurray the thought of ending this soon is jubilant:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway got to sleep early. tml gonna report at 9 at nus for interview. damn. wat time do i have to wake up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-2831648406270395835?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2831648406270395835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=2831648406270395835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/2831648406270395835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/2831648406270395835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2007/05/uni.html' title='uni'/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-6184357466690330930</id><published>2007-05-02T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T08:47:46.318-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>oh no</title><content type='html'>BLEH! My dentist Dr Ng just sms me to tell me not to leave! He worte&lt;br /&gt;' How are you? Heard u want to leave. Don't be silly. I always fight with dr tan and we are still ok. Do what is right.'&lt;br /&gt;oh no... why do they have to be so nice when i've decided that i really wan to leave?&lt;br /&gt;the thing is they don't understand how i really feel.&lt;br /&gt;tink ...tink...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-6184357466690330930?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6184357466690330930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=6184357466690330930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/6184357466690330930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/6184357466690330930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2007/05/oh-no.html' title='oh no'/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-8123143952032931614</id><published>2007-05-01T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:58:28.163-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frienzzzzzz'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here are just some of the random photos thats i've taken with friends. i love my friends and i'm proud to show them off. bleh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RjcDa9ThphI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ruSAW5n0q8k/s1600-h/class%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RjcDa9ThphI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ruSAW5n0q8k/s320/class%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059516468041983506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                   the ones who went through thick and thin with me for a level&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RjcENtThpiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Bwmz6HZhwGY/s1600-h/204826751l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RjcENtThpiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Bwmz6HZhwGY/s320/204826751l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059517339920344610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                       castor peeps:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RjcEp9ThpjI/AAAAAAAAAA0/hBlRWm8ySv4/s1600-h/CIMG0620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RjcEp9ThpjI/AAAAAAAAAA0/hBlRWm8ySv4/s320/CIMG0620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059517825251649074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wierdos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RjcE3NThpkI/AAAAAAAAAA8/pVkyKMkGA34/s1600-h/Picture%2837%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RjcE3NThpkI/AAAAAAAAAA8/pVkyKMkGA34/s320/Picture%2837%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059518052884915778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i lubbb her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RjcFJNThplI/AAAAAAAAABE/YTULol_RnRI/s1600-h/Picture%2855%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RjcFJNThplI/AAAAAAAAABE/YTULol_RnRI/s320/Picture%2855%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059518362122561106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she's my every reason to stay optimistic and lively everyday:) we were taking photos on the mrt and i swear the people were trying to squeeze into the pic as well. juicy jo and spastic shu forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RjcG-NThpnI/AAAAAAAAABU/B_jWNF0XYoc/s1600-h/Picture%2856%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RjcG-NThpnI/AAAAAAAAABU/B_jWNF0XYoc/s320/Picture%2856%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059520372167255666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RjcGCNThpmI/AAAAAAAAABM/In35wgV-hZU/s1600-h/Picture%2817%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RjcGCNThpmI/AAAAAAAAABM/In35wgV-hZU/s320/Picture%2817%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059519341375104610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sheryl(my colleague at another branch-she's not black-listed under my category of 'hated colleagues' oh and she's same age as me:), grace(my boss's  twin daughter) and me at company dinner&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-8123143952032931614?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8123143952032931614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=8123143952032931614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/8123143952032931614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/8123143952032931614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2007/05/here-are-just-some-of-random-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RjcDa9ThphI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ruSAW5n0q8k/s72-c/class%21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-6786619754625219120</id><published>2007-05-01T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:58:28.286-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cavegirl complaining'/><title type='text'>Labour day</title><content type='html'>Today's labour day and i'm saved from 1 day of shit work in my dental clinic. shit work= shit colleagues. i tink this would be my 1000000001 times talking bad about my stupid colleagues. alright to those who still not k&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rjb3pNThpeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/T-Ouqe7ccMc/s1600-h/P1040807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 135px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rjb3pNThpeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/T-Ouqe7ccMc/s320/P1040807.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059503518715586018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;now. this is where i work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'll shall spare you guys about the details. come and ask if you care about me. anyway all my friends tell me to quit the damn job. YOU TINK I DUN WAN?! it's all because of my boss. He's so nice and caring and taught me alot of things. Anybody would hesistate about quitting the job and it all seem to harsh to just go when he has so much faith in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still tinking about quitting but i noe i can't quit cos of some stupid people who are not even the ones paying my salary!&lt;br /&gt;this brings me to another thought, would u prefer to work in a place where colleagues are gd and boss sucks  right to the core or vice versa?  in any case i can't tink right now cos there is this irritating screeching sound outside my house which can't seem to stop anytime now.&lt;br /&gt;so much for labour day&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RjcAXNThpgI/AAAAAAAAAAc/U4v4Z8crugg/s1600-h/Picture%2844%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/RjcAXNThpgI/AAAAAAAAAAc/U4v4Z8crugg/s320/Picture%2844%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059513105082590722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-6786619754625219120?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6786619754625219120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=6786619754625219120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/6786619754625219120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/6786619754625219120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2007/05/todays-labour-day-and-im-saved-from-1.html' title='Labour day'/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DOjBO8Pq2_Q/Rjb3pNThpeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/T-Ouqe7ccMc/s72-c/P1040807.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188752342582932586.post-4901771762373714185</id><published>2007-04-30T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T23:47:44.479-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unleash of a cavegirl'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! this is my 1st ever blog and i feel more like a caveman than an exciting girl mainly cos so many people have blogs  already and i'm like so damn slow. wat a geek i am but heck at least i've got one now. it's not great or anything just suddenly feel like creating a blog since the blogspot.com web just pop out of nowhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tink creating a blog is such  a genius especially where urs is so so colourful and nice. it takes alot of time and creative ideas and spontaneous rush to do that. hence tt explains why i drag till now. not that now i have alot of time but more than last time. get it? i'm a genius!!!!!!!! finally.&lt;br /&gt;i dun tink anyone would read my blog cos i'm a boring person but who cares. heh. i'm a nerd and a cavegirl:) I'M PROUD OF IT. you got a problem? anyway for those reading this i tink you've just discovered treasure cos you r to find out the true me. i dun usually display the true me. who does anyway. i may be a nerd or some guai girl which people always mistaken me for. and i dun bother correcting people la. just tink wat u tink lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for an intro eh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188752342582932586-4901771762373714185?l=jogirlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4901771762373714185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188752342582932586&amp;postID=4901771762373714185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/4901771762373714185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188752342582932586/posts/default/4901771762373714185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jogirlicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/hello-this-is-my-1st-ever-blog-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433351249923139869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
