<?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-11392979</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:52:28.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>juste-je</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justeje.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11392979/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justeje.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>juste je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00854412705547263527</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>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11392979.post-111234769818888877</id><published>2005-04-01T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T03:48:04.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life.</title><content type='html'>life's' been so so these days. pretty disturbing to have failed quite a number amount of test. seems like i'm under a curse to be bound to fail all test that is coming along my way. anw,i must say, the curse is working. (okay, excluding the vocab test.) the feeling is horrible. but i'm trying to tell myself to work hard. i want to get into a good poly...with a good job...good pay... oh gawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could just strike lottery some day. Then I'll be able to buy a farm beside a lake in Australia. I could rear a couple of animals. Every morning, I'll go milk the cows, feed my chickens and check whether have they lay any eggs for my breakfast and feed my pigs too! i want to have lots and lots of sheep and chase them around.Plus,I definitely want a horse to ride on it all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can also have picnics by the lake and rest against a tree and read a good book. Close my eyes and enjoy the gentle breeze that comes in contact with my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house will be build next to my farm. I want it to be single storey,with 4 bedrooms the least. I also want to own 2 dogs. i want the breed of the golden retriever! I'll pat them on their head every morning before i get off the bed. we could also play games in the field. YAY!! No pressure from the teachers nagging all day. No hazy smoke like in Singapore. No crows but only kingfishers. No auditions. No choir practices...What a blissful life. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw,speaking of choir, I don't really detest it. Just maybe I'm not suitable to be in the choir. My attitude and choir just don't click. For a moment i could just imagine myself in other ccas. Marching for the UG. Thinking hard for the art club. ... Acting nervously in the eldds... Maybe I'm destined to be in the choir but not make a mark out of it. I did win and lose some. I make good friends in the choir. x) as for the syf, its okay lar. I didn't asked whether I'm in or out of the syf because I'm sick on that day when they announced. for some reasons, I rather not know the answer.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, life in class been great. Lots of picnics...listening to songs... chattering... teasing couples in class. merveilleux!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11392979-111234769818888877?l=justeje.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justeje.blogspot.com/feeds/111234769818888877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11392979&amp;postID=111234769818888877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11392979/posts/default/111234769818888877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11392979/posts/default/111234769818888877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justeje.blogspot.com/2005/04/life.html' title='Life.'/><author><name>juste je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00854412705547263527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11392979.post-111173771737481603</id><published>2005-03-24T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T00:08:34.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>good frday.</title><content type='html'>my computer finally recovered. been almt 13 days since i last blog. well,my life's been pretty much the same. endless nights of yakking on the phone with peeps. going for choir. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bla.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was bit disappointed though not geting into the syf.i mean who doesn't? sort of like wasted my time going for choir. i'm bo chap abt syf.i bet i'm the only one thinking like this in choir. who cares. but still,i made an effort to go. and i know xinli and jamie had been putting lots of hard work teaching the alto2 peeps to sing correctly.i'm included.i get really nervous when it comes to auditon. but aww. nevertheless, i still wish choir got an sliver.at least the effort that the students put in pays off. gold is pretty much impossible right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got close to this particular fren which i'm really glad. though we aren't in the same class,but still i feel happy talking to him. it really feels good to have ppl to trust you with their problems. and i like the idea of talking abt it and solving it. sometimes having one true fren is enough.you dun need a bunch of frens to feel wanted and good. i'm glad i found mine. not one but three. x) i caught into an situation of how ppl could just say sorry and not mean it. somehow,saying too much of that word seems meaningless. i used to ponder alot on it.not now anymore.i feel relax not thinking abt whatever thing that happen last term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl asked me,"do you think its okay to get into an relationship now? will it affect the studies?" i seen most of my frens getting into this kind of situation.if you manage your time well,i dun see any reason stopping you.anw,it depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around 12.30pm, a indian couple came together with the housing agent to come and have a look of my house. my folks are selling the house. anw,its kind of saddening since i spend 15 yrs of my life living in this place. i can't picture my house being turn into an indian house.er. i don't know how to phrase it.i rather want someone who buys it to have the same race as me.i'm not being racist.moving to somewhere new sound good to me. i just hope there are lots of nice food stalls around me where i'll be moving to.i don't know when will i be moving.next month? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are rotting at home with nth nice to do,try catching the eye.its hilarious! 4 popcorns for it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11392979-111173771737481603?l=justeje.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justeje.blogspot.com/feeds/111173771737481603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11392979&amp;postID=111173771737481603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11392979/posts/default/111173771737481603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11392979/posts/default/111173771737481603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justeje.blogspot.com/2005/03/good-frday.html' title='good frday.'/><author><name>juste je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00854412705547263527</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-11392979.post-111063351051352613</id><published>2005-03-12T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T23:18:38.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>umm.new blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;with the term ending,lets sum up what had happened to me during this term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.my cell phone got stolen.i ended up paying half the price for the new one."SEE!* i'm broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.i flunked three subjects.i got a f9 which nvr in my life have i achieve that for my common test.&lt;b&gt;f9 &lt;i&gt;leh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.i burned my skirt.but i still wore it to sch.then they asked me did i kana attack by the crows?lol!! how come there is birdshit on my skirt. i &lt;i&gt;tried&lt;/i&gt; explaining...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. i lost my stationary which i just bought and have not even had a chance to use it.plus. i broke my compass recently.i dun know I did it,but I just&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; did&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.i kinda lose a close fren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.having choir practices till 7pm. i always reach home at 7.30pm.i dun hate choir.i love choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.our class enrolment might end up to 33 instead of the usual 34.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.my blouse always got stained by the food i ate during recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.mr leong hates me. i'm sure of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I'M BROKE. I'M BROKE. I'M BROKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.i'm taking tie dying for my Os which i totally loathe it. its not even my decision!wth!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almt nth is good on the list.anw,i'm on medication for a month,for breathing well that kind of stuff.the doctor told me i had had not enough oxygen in my blood.lol. audition is going to happen next week. i'm scared. groans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11392979-111063351051352613?l=justeje.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justeje.blogspot.com/feeds/111063351051352613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11392979&amp;postID=111063351051352613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11392979/posts/default/111063351051352613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11392979/posts/default/111063351051352613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justeje.blogspot.com/2005/03/ummnew-blog.html' title='umm.new blog.'/><author><name>juste je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00854412705547263527</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>
