<?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-15290376</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:08:21.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>neaij</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jiaen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729934036229748723</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>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15290376.post-113353244947387363</id><published>2005-12-02T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T22:07:29.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am so darn good at art.. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15290376-113353244947387363?l=neaij.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/feeds/113353244947387363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15290376&amp;postID=113353244947387363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/113353244947387363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/113353244947387363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-am-so-darn-good-at-art.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729934036229748723</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-15290376.post-113265832994623885</id><published>2005-11-22T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T19:18:49.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i really wish im able to play soccer again. such a simple thing and yet i took it for granted last time. now i just wish the operation goes on smoothly and ill get back to playing soccer as soon as possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15290376-113265832994623885?l=neaij.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/feeds/113265832994623885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>sigh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15290376-113260078984520822?l=neaij.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/feeds/113260078984520822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15290376&amp;postID=113260078984520822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/113260078984520822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/113260078984520822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/2005/11/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729934036229748723</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-15290376.post-113175884666408174</id><published>2005-11-12T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T09:27:26.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i havent been blogging in ages and i mean, AGES.&lt;br /&gt;but oh well. the date today is 12th Nov. on the 16th Nov, ill end my A's. i cant wait literally. the past few months have been all about studying. okay i did have some fun but i felt guilty having fun. i dont need that guilt when im having fun. dont think ill do very well for A's but i think ive given it my best shot, which is most important i feel. anyway, what i wanna be next time doesnt really need a degree or even a diploma. -shrugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15290376-113175884666408174?l=neaij.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/feeds/113175884666408174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15290376&amp;postID=113175884666408174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/113175884666408174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/113175884666408174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-havent-been-blogging-in-ages-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729934036229748723</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-15290376.post-112785630235234151</id><published>2005-09-28T05:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T05:25:02.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ive gotten back some of myprelims papers. im so damn fucking disappointed. straight f's for physics and maths. i thought ill do better, perhaps a 'o' or something. sigh. the only consolation was my gp. got 53 for it. pretty good. hit a new record high of 30 for my compre. oh well, for the next one month plus ive got to get down to serious work and to stay focused. i want to do well for a's, to get into a course that i like in uni. and.. i dont wanna disappoint my parents anymore again. they deserve more than this..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-15290376.post-112669414757384640</id><published>2005-09-14T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T18:35:47.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i could hardly do the maths paper today.&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck is wrong with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15290376-112669414757384640?l=neaij.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/feeds/112669414757384640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15290376&amp;postID=112669414757384640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/112669414757384640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/112669414757384640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-could-hardly-do-maths-paper-today.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729934036229748723</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-15290376.post-112641581604310699</id><published>2005-09-11T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T13:16:56.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>urrh, my whole biological clock is screwed. i stay up till 4plus 5plus in the morning to mug, waking up at 12plus 1 in the afternoon everyday. its been real tiring for me. but at least ive got weiqiang and chs to accompany me almost every night. haha. i think im slowly getting used to staying home to sleep and study. thats going to be my life for the next 2 months. sad eh? but oh well... what to do?&lt;br /&gt;arsenal lost to middlesbrough. =))))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15290376-112641581604310699?l=neaij.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/feeds/112641581604310699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15290376&amp;postID=112641581604310699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/112641581604310699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/112641581604310699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/2005/09/urrh-my-whole-biological-clock-is.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729934036229748723</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-15290376.post-112602033294785479</id><published>2005-09-06T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T23:25:32.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to the zouk flea market over the weekend. was pretty alright, saw xiangjun there. haha, and raymond had a stall there too. bought a tshirt but it turned out to be too small for me. gonna give it to my mum to give others as christmas presents. hmm, was looking out for a tumbler model but cannot find leh. if you dont know whats the tumbler, its the bat mobile in batman begins. darn cool vehicle eh? love it. saw many vintage telephones there. i think they are pretty cool. raymond is selling one that is working, may just get that from him if its still available. i think it will fit pretty nicely in my room. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15290376-112602033294785479?l=neaij.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/feeds/112602033294785479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15290376&amp;postID=112602033294785479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/112602033294785479'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/feeds/112583498517157971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15290376&amp;postID=112583498517157971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/112583498517157971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/112583498517157971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/2005/09/why-do-you-have-to-keep-appearing-in.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729934036229748723</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-15290376.post-112576674827109754</id><published>2005-09-04T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T00:59:08.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whenever i see an elderly couple holding hands,&lt;br /&gt;whenever i see my dad tucking my mum in bed everynight,&lt;br /&gt;whenever i see a 40ish man buying flowers for that someone special,&lt;br /&gt;i wonder.. i wonder how they stay in love with someone so long. how do they even manage to keep the flame burning after such a long time. ahh, its always so heartwarming to see such things happening. and also, i love seeing my friends getting together with that someone they like. i'm so happy for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aye, congrats to you and hamster. hope you two have a happy and lasting relationship :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15290376-112576674827109754?l=neaij.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/feeds/112576674827109754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15290376&amp;postID=112576674827109754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/112576674827109754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/112576674827109754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/2005/09/whenever-i-see-elderly-couple-holding.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729934036229748723</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-15290376.post-112563560664481252</id><published>2005-09-02T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T12:33:26.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You and Et have smooth sailing ahead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Being on such a similar wavelength is usually a huge plus, but right now it could hinder more than help. One (or possibly both) of you could be exhibiting some of your most extreme tendencies, while the other one just eggs this behavior on. Well, take a time-out -- both of you -- before it's too late. All this initial drama might be a cheap thrill and add some excitement to your day, but it's clouding the real issue and what's at stake here. So take a deep breath and start over.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jokes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15290376-112563560664481252?l=neaij.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/feeds/112563560664481252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15290376&amp;postID=112563560664481252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/112563560664481252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/112563560664481252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/2005/09/you-and-et-have-smooth-sailing-ahead.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729934036229748723</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-15290376.post-112533293119947301</id><published>2005-08-30T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T00:28:51.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate maths.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15290376-112533293119947301?l=neaij.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/feeds/112533293119947301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15290376&amp;postID=112533293119947301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/112533293119947301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/112533293119947301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-hate-maths.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729934036229748723</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-15290376.post-112488628439963851</id><published>2005-08-24T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T20:24:44.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i agree with chs. shit always happen for a reason. we may not like shit, but when we look back after a month or so, yes. shit does have its good as well. looking back at the past month that i went through without et, yes im happier now. i mean, there were times when i missed her. but so what. it was bearable. throughout everything, my friends were there. i truly felt their care and concern, their love for me. on top of that, my family was there to support me, trying to make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;im so damn bloody thankful for all these angels in my life. i admit, i took my friends and family for granted in the past but not anymore. hell, ill never take them for granted anymore. nowadays, i spend so much time with my family and i'm loving every minute of it. i wanna be the good son and brother. i dont wanna neglect them anymore. if it takes me to lose a girlfriend to truly understand the importance of friends and family, im so willing to do so. my family deserves so much more love from me than before.&lt;br /&gt;on top of that, im more focused on my work now. prelims are coming really soon. i may not be the most hardworking person around, i may not be studying hard enough but at least im sitting down and getting work done. i may not do very well for prelims but im going to try my best and i am going to do well for my a's.&lt;br /&gt;yes chs, this is your long awaited reply. and aye, thanks for advertising for me on your tag board :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15290376-112488628439963851?l=neaij.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/feeds/112488628439963851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15290376&amp;postID=112488628439963851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/112488628439963851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/112488628439963851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-agree-with-chs.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729934036229748723</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-15290376.post-112464907466047222</id><published>2005-08-22T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T02:31:14.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im in a really bad mood now. im struggling with maths in the wee hours of the morning. struggling really bad. on top of that, i have a swollen knee. my knee gave way again during soccer on sat. was running at full speed when it gave way, so it hurts pretty badly right now. shit. i hate maths. i hate my knee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15290376-112464907466047222?l=neaij.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/feeds/112464907466047222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15290376&amp;postID=112464907466047222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/112464907466047222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/112464907466047222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-in-really-bad-mood-now.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729934036229748723</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-15290376.post-112450670462203023</id><published>2005-08-20T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T11:00:40.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know of another analogy. you take a 10dollar note and you can do whatever you want to it. crumple it, step on it, splash dirty water on it or whatever. but in the end, it is still a 10dollar note and you still can buy 10dollars worth of stuff with. it does not loses its value because of all the shit that has been done to it. well, sometimes we are just like the 10dollar note, a little crumpled, a little dirty because of whatever that has happened, be it your bf/gf leaving you, getting lousy results, getting your ass kicked in a sport. but youre still a ten dollar note to your true friends. you dont lose your value to your dear friends no matter what happens. your gf may leave you for a girl. your bf may cheat on you. you may score 3/100 for a chemistry test. dont worry, tell yourself, 'im still a ten dollar note, just a little crumpled now but ill be fine.' :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15290376-112450670462203023?l=neaij.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/feeds/112450670462203023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15290376&amp;postID=112450670462203023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/112450670462203023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/112450670462203023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-know-of-another-analogy.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729934036229748723</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-15290376.post-112435848891030442</id><published>2005-08-18T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T17:49:38.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for those who are bored, go visit &lt;a href="http://www.technorati.com"&gt;www.technorati.com&lt;/a&gt;. it is a search engine on all the blogs on the web. just type in your name and you can see whoever is bad-mouthing you on their blogs. i think thats how my principal has been catching people for insulting teachers or whoever on their blogs. haha, try it. its free entertainment. well, at least it kept me entertained for quite some time. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15290376-112435848891030442?l=neaij.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/feeds/112435848891030442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15290376&amp;postID=112435848891030442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/112435848891030442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/112435848891030442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/2005/08/for-those-who-are-bored-go-visit-www.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729934036229748723</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-15290376.post-112421359829364121</id><published>2005-08-17T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T01:34:34.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was looking for something&lt;br /&gt;On a crime scene where you're in too deep&lt;br /&gt;I found a note with his number&lt;br /&gt;It's just another clue (that leads to you)&lt;br /&gt;I got a little suspicious, I got a feeling&lt;br /&gt;That you ain't true to me&lt;br /&gt;I should have known better than to buy your lies (your sweet disguise)&lt;br /&gt;You can fool anyone but I've got eyes to see&lt;br /&gt;That you're not for me, babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No no uh uh&lt;br /&gt;Things will never be the same again with you&lt;br /&gt;No no uh uh&lt;br /&gt;And now I know what it's coming to&lt;br /&gt;No no uh uh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause if you think that it's the way that love should be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let me tell you it's not for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be part of your screenplay&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me did you rehearse on me?&lt;br /&gt;Just give me the story&lt;br /&gt;Baby who's to win? Me or him?&lt;br /&gt;Caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;And I'm tired of your games of Hide and Seek&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting the feeling that it's time for me to leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can fool anyone but I've got eyes to see&lt;br /&gt;That you're not for me, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had enough of your talk, your games&lt;br /&gt;And it won't go away (won't go away)&lt;br /&gt;Justify my reasons to say (say.. reasons to say)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not for me - backstreet boys&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15290376-112421359829364121?l=neaij.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/feeds/112421359829364121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15290376&amp;postID=112421359829364121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/112421359829364121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/112421359829364121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-was-looking-for-something-on-crime.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729934036229748723</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-15290376.post-112412629583934230</id><published>2005-08-16T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T01:18:15.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was just looking at some pictures of the annual camp 2004. memories of my years in 33rd just came flooding back to me. shit, i miss bb. i miss the awards, i miss the drill practices, i miss the pumpings, i miss the camps. i miss everything about bb. i may not show it very well, but i love 33rd. ive drifted from 33rd so much. i wish things are different. i wish i have the time to go back to parades, i wish i can serve in a way or another. i miss 33rd so damn much. sigh, i wanna go back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15290376-112412629583934230?l=neaij.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/feeds/112412629583934230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15290376&amp;postID=112412629583934230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/112412629583934230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/112412629583934230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/2005/08/was-just-looking-at-some-pictures-of.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729934036229748723</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-15290376.post-112395120465183197</id><published>2005-08-14T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T00:40:04.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know of this analogy. when we are caught up in a relationship which is very dependent on each other, its just like we have boarded a tour bus for a tour, leaving our friends behind at bus stop. when the relationship ends, we will return to the bus stop to reunite with our friends. i believe i have boarded the tour bus some time back and now, im back at the bus stop. im a lucky ass in the sense all my friends are still at the bus stop waiting for me. none left. the next time i board the tour bus, im gonna drag all my friends and go on tour with me too. im not leaving anyone behind anymore. thanks everyone for not leaving the bus stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15290376-112395120465183197?l=neaij.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/feeds/112395120465183197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15290376&amp;postID=112395120465183197' title='0 Comments'/><link 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possible to make my photos go up on the blog? is it easy? aye, okay. right now, im looking for people with the know-how and a female model for the pic. any volunteers? let me know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15290376-112386956716030493?l=neaij.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/feeds/112386956716030493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15290376&amp;postID=112386956716030493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/112386956716030493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/112386956716030493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/2005/08/aye-i-just-had-crazy-idea.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729934036229748723</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-15290376.post-112377170624647348</id><published>2005-08-11T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T22:48:26.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and how i can ever forget adelene. sorry for always waking you up at the damned wee hours of australia. sorry for not being able to spend time with you when you were back. promise me you will get back and spend some time with me before i go into army alrights? we will take baby steps together, get through this together. thanks for being such a special someone in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15290376-112377170624647348?l=neaij.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/feeds/112377170624647348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15290376&amp;postID=112377170624647348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/112377170624647348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15290376/posts/default/112377170624647348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/2005/08/and-how-i-can-ever-forget-adelene.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729934036229748723</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-15290376.post-112374715061689601</id><published>2005-08-11T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T16:01:00.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as my first post, ill like to thank a few group of people who have been there for me through the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;first group will be &lt;strong&gt;my sa friends&lt;/strong&gt; and classmates. they include paul, ada, jason, selina, weiqiang, edric, cj and many more. thanks for being there for me when i needed you guys and i know ive neglected you guys for the past few months and im really sorry about it. but im really thankful that ive found you all in my prolonged stay in sa. i mean, i was that close to quitting jc for poly after my first year but im glad i didnt leave because that will mean ill never ever be able to get to know you all.&lt;br /&gt;second group will be &lt;strong&gt;my girl friends&lt;/strong&gt;. they include robyn my chs, veron, meishi, huihua, jeanie, kim and the few others who are always to pick me up when i fall. thanks for the phone calls, company and everything you all have done. thanks for your patience with me, esp robyn and kim. im just really comforted by your presence.&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;my guy friends&lt;/strong&gt; as well. george, weijie, ziyi, joel, jereme, tat chuen, kenny and those who have put an arm around me and asked me how i was. thanks for all the advice you all gave and throughout all these years, im really glad ive joined bb because thats how ive found you guys. thanks to joel and tat chuen in particular, for the books and words of wisdom. im really lucky to have such good mentors in you two. thank you jereme for accompanying me that night at holland. i know we may have drifted apart but we are always there for each other yeah.&lt;br /&gt;last but not least, &lt;strong&gt;my family&lt;/strong&gt;. i love you guys so damn much though i may not show it at times. my dad, mum and brother. what will i do without you guys. you all make me feel so loved. all your words, actions and gifts, im really appreciative of every small thing you all do for me. i love you all so damn much and i thank God everyday for putting me in such a wonderful family.&lt;br /&gt;long entry eh but these are my heartfelt words to these special people in my life. thanks again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15290376-112374715061689601?l=neaij.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neaij.blogspot.com/feeds/112374715061689601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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