<?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-8961836834544676466</id><updated>2012-02-17T02:06:42.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thelameo.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-5598853678018601689</id><published>2012-01-01T22:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T20:45:34.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;goodbye 2011 , the last year which i'm 18 . (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i will remember that year till .. idk when .__.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SlyTU52ZnPA/TwBwtq9V52I/AAAAAAAAAFA/axmF0p5N3Lc/s1600/tumblr_lx3zcikWBR1qizia4o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SlyTU52ZnPA/TwBwtq9V52I/AAAAAAAAAFA/axmF0p5N3Lc/s320/tumblr_lx3zcikWBR1qizia4o1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692673858924308322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HELLO 2012 !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961836834544676466-5598853678018601689?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/5598853678018601689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=5598853678018601689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/5598853678018601689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/5598853678018601689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year.html' title='New Year'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SlyTU52ZnPA/TwBwtq9V52I/AAAAAAAAAFA/axmF0p5N3Lc/s72-c/tumblr_lx3zcikWBR1qizia4o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-2648461835293615444</id><published>2011-12-24T12:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T12:43:54.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIWLTS #3</title><content type='html'>few months ago i was pleading for you to stay . but you didnt . if you did , however , i would have never found out that things eventually get better . some days i miss you and all the good talks we had . i still love you but i guess i just dont like you anymore . it happens . im sorry .&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;" I'm mature enough to forgive you , but I'm not dumb enough to trust you again . "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961836834544676466-2648461835293615444?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/2648461835293615444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=2648461835293615444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/2648461835293615444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/2648461835293615444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2011/12/siwlts-3.html' title='SIWLTS #3'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-8367450049911005611</id><published>2011-12-23T23:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T12:44:22.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIWLTS #2</title><content type='html'>i dont get how some guys do it . how can you live with yourself knowing you broke a girl's heart . knowing you drastically changed her . knowing you repetitively hurt her over and over again . and what's worse is when you blame it all on her , saying that she pushed you away . all she wanted was to be happy with you . because she loves you and all you did was fill her head with lies that you loved her back . how can you do that ?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;" I'm sorry I can't walk away just like that because unlike you , my feelings were real . "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961836834544676466-8367450049911005611?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/8367450049911005611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=8367450049911005611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/8367450049911005611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/8367450049911005611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='SIWLTS #2'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-2671899137639928812</id><published>2011-12-22T10:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T11:18:58.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something I would like to say ,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;isn't it crazy how we can look back a year ago .. and realize how much everything has changed ? the amount of people that have left your life , entered and stayed . the memories you wont forget and the moments you wish you did . everything . it's crazy how that happened all in one year .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;" I trusted you . But now your words mean nothing , because your actions spoke the truth . "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961836834544676466-2671899137639928812?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/2671899137639928812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=2671899137639928812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/2671899137639928812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/2671899137639928812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2011/12/something-i-would-like-to-say.html' title='Something I would like to say ,'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-8451371668420341010</id><published>2011-07-08T21:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T21:36:02.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>By My Side</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/swWYvpsLr4o?rel=0" allowfullscreen="" width="560" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by my side by David Choi&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;i'm loving his songs&lt;br /&gt;love the white balloons , everything .&lt;br /&gt;this music video made my day (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Finding each other is the beginning , staying together is the process , working together is the success . "&lt;/span&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/8961836834544676466-8451371668420341010?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/8451371668420341010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=8451371668420341010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/8451371668420341010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/8451371668420341010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2011/07/by-my-side.html' title='By My Side'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/swWYvpsLr4o/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-8875312347509496243</id><published>2011-07-07T19:46:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T19:53:43.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Both</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ghZt2cILcCU?rel=0" allowfullscreen="" width="560" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marry me by Train&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Yes , timing is everything . "&lt;/span&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/8961836834544676466-8875312347509496243?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/8875312347509496243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=8875312347509496243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/8875312347509496243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/8875312347509496243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2011/07/marry-me-by-train-d-timing-is.html' title='Both'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ghZt2cILcCU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-4979722370232464796</id><published>2011-06-26T22:26:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T19:54:30.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anthony Neely</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k6hPLvYZ0IA/TgdDLk4NIGI/AAAAAAAAAE4/oBO3sKs4-Ls/s1600/anthonyNeely_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k6hPLvYZ0IA/TgdDLk4NIGI/AAAAAAAAAE4/oBO3sKs4-Ls/s320/anthonyNeely_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622536525952393314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he came to Mahkota Parade yesterday . went to see him (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IHSsoE-HDGc/TgdDH8Vj9cI/AAAAAAAAAEw/VhOCGUJNlqs/s1600/73638_131679863554575_129111780478050_151998_4975471_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IHSsoE-HDGc/TgdDH8Vj9cI/AAAAAAAAAEw/VhOCGUJNlqs/s320/73638_131679863554575_129111780478050_151998_4975471_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622536463530063298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/-JN8O_aqo_34/TgdDEntGXyI/AAAAAAAAAEo/kbYXRpTkKxQ/s1600/a6aada539a3127f93a032e8b73b12473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JN8O_aqo_34/TgdDEntGXyI/AAAAAAAAAEo/kbYXRpTkKxQ/s320/a6aada539a3127f93a032e8b73b12473.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622536406452035362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cute  ? :D&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/-efbGHEEphNw/TgdDAma_x2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/i9cQ1vqgyXA/s1600/DSC01079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-efbGHEEphNw/TgdDAma_x2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/i9cQ1vqgyXA/s320/DSC01079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622536337388193634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the crowd at MP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0-0ZRvgRQYA/TgdC5mYT-OI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Ce3nsV4UqC4/s1600/DSC01081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0-0ZRvgRQYA/TgdC5mYT-OI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Ce3nsV4UqC4/s320/DSC01081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622536217117849826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/-vJ12Jsmr_rM/TgdCxBKYtRI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Lc-DngMaIo4/s1600/DSC01089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vJ12Jsmr_rM/TgdCxBKYtRI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Lc-DngMaIo4/s320/DSC01089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622536069688374546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;his gaze , his smile . hehe . yay ! get to see him live .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" The last embrace . "&lt;/span&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/8961836834544676466-4979722370232464796?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/4979722370232464796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=4979722370232464796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/4979722370232464796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/4979722370232464796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2011/06/anthony-neely.html' title='Anthony Neely'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k6hPLvYZ0IA/TgdDLk4NIGI/AAAAAAAAAE4/oBO3sKs4-Ls/s72-c/anthonyNeely_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-8560728574768461932</id><published>2011-06-22T21:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T21:41:06.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/508xuzarUCQ?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hao de shi qing by Yan Jue :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;enjoy ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;tomorrow we're having sports carnival at Stadium Tun Fatimah . yay ! and its holiday for us on friday . i'm having great weekend ahead :D enjoy , enjoy myself . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;" If you dont go after what you want , you'll never have it . if you dont ask , the answer is always no . if you dont step forward , you're always in the same place . "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961836834544676466-8560728574768461932?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/8560728574768461932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=8560728574768461932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/8560728574768461932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/8560728574768461932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2011/06/song-of-day.html' title='Song of the Day'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/508xuzarUCQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-4407321967173628858</id><published>2011-06-19T13:52:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T14:20:39.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladda Land</title><content type='html'>went to celebrate Bernice's birthday yesterday in the morning and have breakfast together at a kopitiam near Station 1 Cafe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ufEvRW6jNwk/TdHAlct-i1I/AAAAAAAAFrk/ORhGr9gvIlU/s1600/Ladda+Land.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 643px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ufEvRW6jNwk/TdHAlct-i1I/AAAAAAAAFrk/ORhGr9gvIlU/s1600/Ladda+Land.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched this movie at night with Tzu En and some other friends . closed my ears during the whole movie ! really scary :/ Tzu En kept blocking her view with her bag . LOL this movie is about the father who just want a home for his family and avoid the mother-in-law . sad ending . the father shot himself as he thought he had killed his son ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m7uG6J0ZjR8/Tf2Qi7XQpwI/AAAAAAAAADg/CD25bDi0EhI/s1600/Laddaland01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m7uG6J0ZjR8/Tf2Qi7XQpwI/AAAAAAAAADg/CD25bDi0EhI/s320/Laddaland01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619806839753451266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the father , Mr . Thee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0OtVM_C2VkQ/Tf2Q10ZwKRI/AAAAAAAAADo/sCRa4Y13HFI/s1600/Laddaland03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0OtVM_C2VkQ/Tf2Q10ZwKRI/AAAAAAAAADo/sCRa4Y13HFI/s320/Laddaland03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619807164302371090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the mummy , Parn &amp;amp; son , Nat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLWsd80N6wM/Tf2RT9Gq7nI/AAAAAAAAAD4/qzaYHoMbFaE/s1600/ladda-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLWsd80N6wM/Tf2RT9Gq7nI/AAAAAAAAAD4/qzaYHoMbFaE/s320/ladda-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619807682034331250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the daughter , Nan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9a6aoRI2eO8?rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1" allowfullscreen="" width="560" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trailer (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway , today is father's day so i wanna wish all the fathers out there , HAPPY FATHER'S DAY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Still waiting for the best day of my life to happen ."&lt;/span&gt;&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/8961836834544676466-4407321967173628858?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/4407321967173628858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-3395126418449997280</id><published>2011-06-15T21:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T11:13:40.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>People come into your Life for a reason</title><content type='html'>people come into your life for a reason , a season or a lifetime . when you know which one it is , you will know what to do for that person . when someone is in your life for a reason , it is usually to meet a need you have expressed . they have come to assist you through a difficulty , to provide you with guidance and support , to aid you physically , emotionally or spiritually . they may seem like a godsend and they are . they are there for the reason you need them to be . then , without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time , this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end . sometimes they die . sometimes they walk away . sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand . what we must realize is that our need has been met , our desire fulfilled , their work is done . the prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people come into your life for a season , because your turn has come to share , grow or learn . they bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh . they may teach you something you have never done . they usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy . believe it , it is real . but only for a season .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lifetime relationships teach you lifetime lessons , things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation . your job is to accept the lesson , love the person and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life . it is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being a part of my life , whether you were a reason , a season or a lifetime .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" But you're not mine to miss anymore . . "&lt;/span&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/8961836834544676466-3395126418449997280?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/3395126418449997280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=3395126418449997280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/3395126418449997280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/3395126418449997280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2011/06/people-come-into-your-life-for-reason.html' title='People come into your Life for a reason'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-8476751096360885492</id><published>2011-06-10T13:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T14:06:04.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;had my lunch , and currently back to my blog . visited someone's page just now and makes me think . there are many people in this world , from different backgrounds , different stories each . do you ever have the feeling of wanting to be friend with someone , and know them personally ? we get rejected sometimes , people wouldnt talk to you as strangers . how are we gonna be close to them ? i often let this feeling go as time passes . to this 'someone' , we must learn to be strong and stand on our own . nobody is gonna lead our life for us , even our parents or partners in the future . we are born alone anyway , so why blame God ? &lt;/span&gt;you have an amazing job , happy family and friends to accompany you . sometimes , we can be emotional but dont let our emotions to conquer us . &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;put yourself in other peoples' shoes and stop complaining . embrace life and we will be happy , im sure , my friend . (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;" Enjoy life and never look back . "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961836834544676466-8476751096360885492?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/8476751096360885492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=8476751096360885492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/8476751096360885492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/8476751096360885492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2011/06/just-another-day.html' title='Just another day'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-6272340087940765606</id><published>2011-06-08T23:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T23:27:20.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuition</title><content type='html'>registered . and paid . so im going to start my economic tuition soon . mummy brought me to the tuition centre yesterday . the teacher was Mr. Ng . mummy went to enquire bout this tuition earlier and the clerk told her that this teacher was good . his upper six classes are full but not the same with lower six . brother went for his tuition last time . i thought the class would be really full of people but my guess are wrong . when i first knocked on the door and went in , i saw 5 girls sitting in the class .___. he was a very tall man , around 50-60 years old . previously a teacher of High School . (: he asked which school i was in and i told him , his reply was ' yea , now High School no more good Economy teacher . the best , Mr. Hong is gonna retire soon . ' i know , he didnt teach my class . not even any lower six classes in my school . my class was taught by En. Hj. Saufie . i'll be going for the tuition starting this friday . it will be on every tuesday and friday . and there goes my routine of walking to tuition classes for the coming one and a half year more .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" No more complaining . "&lt;/span&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/8961836834544676466-6272340087940765606?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/6272340087940765606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=6272340087940765606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/6272340087940765606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/6272340087940765606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2011/06/tuition.html' title='Tuition'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-834070162958486603</id><published>2011-06-07T17:59:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T15:57:25.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlucky Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;today , woke up at around 10 , charged my phones and used sister's laptop to go online . the streamyx line is so slow . ): Hui Ming came and fetched me at 12 . we went to Dataran Pahlawan to do our PA homeworks and presentations . walked around Mahkota Parade first as Hui Ming wanted to buy few hair clips . searched Sinma and Young Collection but the hair clips they have there are too expensive . one fancy hair band can cost up tp RM12.90 ! at last , she bought them at Naughty , a hair accessories shop near Sushi King . after that , Hui Ming went to her car and took her things while i called Juo-yee . she told me her car has been scratched badly when she wanted to park her car . we quickly walked over to DP underground carpark . i have mistaken F03 for S03 where her car was . Hui Ming and I walked round the carpark and even asked the security guards . her car was indeed badly scratched . sorry , i couldnt describe about the scratch , and didnt take a picture of it too because we're all tired , furious and sweaty . then , we went to DP McDonald's . waited a family to leave the specific table near the switch part . we wanted to use it to plug in our laptop . dropped my plug at first then Juo-yee dropped her mouse . searched for the PA presentation and suddenly there is smoke appearing from my sister's laptop battery wires . a few minutes later i calmed myself down and saw a tiny hole burnt near the wire . thought nothing would happen anymore , the wire suddenly popped fire and Hui Ming quickly switched off the plug . luckily the whole McD didnt short-circuited . called my mum soon after and smsed my sister . tried to on the laptop back home , failed ! &lt;i&gt;sighs&lt;/i&gt; what an unlucky day . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;" No , we're not dating , but he's still mine . (: "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961836834544676466-834070162958486603?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/834070162958486603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=834070162958486603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/834070162958486603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/834070162958486603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2011/06/unlucky-day.html' title='Unlucky Day'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-7501809294202412845</id><published>2011-06-06T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T22:48:27.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im back ?</title><content type='html'>after so long of MIA , i finally found my... LONG LOST BLOG ! hahaha.. didnt even thought of it before this, when my friend, jacqueline ang said she has a blog. so tired of recovering emails, google accounts.. so i guess, i'll be active blogger from now on? hmmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961836834544676466-7501809294202412845?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/7501809294202412845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=7501809294202412845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/7501809294202412845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/7501809294202412845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-back.html' title='im back ?'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-7015781410537505748</id><published>2009-09-20T14:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T14:04:11.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a guy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s69.photobucket.com/albums/i70/punkpeilee/?action=view&amp;amp;current=life_quote27.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 374px; height: 622px;" src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i70/punkpeilee/life_quote27.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;p/s: but he just dont exist...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8961836834544676466-7015781410537505748?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/7015781410537505748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=7015781410537505748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/7015781410537505748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/7015781410537505748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-want-guy_20.html' title='I want a guy...'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-8466306483281094686</id><published>2009-07-03T15:03:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T15:15:42.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>angel..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HOW ARE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I guess you want me to post this up long long time ago right? sorry for my ignorance..&lt;br /&gt;So here it is..&lt;br /&gt;Hope you'll like it, =D!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s69.photobucket.com/albums/i70/punkpeilee/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00079.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i70/punkpeilee/DSC00079.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*still safely inside my cupboard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s69.photobucket.com/albums/i70/punkpeilee/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00080.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i70/punkpeilee/DSC00080.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*where's the choc? already digested in your stomach?? hee..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s69.photobucket.com/albums/i70/punkpeilee/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00084.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i70/punkpeilee/DSC00084.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s69.photobucket.com/albums/i70/punkpeilee/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00085.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i70/punkpeilee/DSC00085.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cute lil' puppy..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"remember to take care of yourself too."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. saw your post bout the incident at your work place..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for shocking you last christmas! XD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961836834544676466-8466306483281094686?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/8466306483281094686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=8466306483281094686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/8466306483281094686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/8466306483281094686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2009/07/angel.html' title='angel..'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-1966674644978948572</id><published>2009-06-03T14:10:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:22:24.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something we need to know..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BASED ON HOROSCOPES,&lt;br /&gt;I'M...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when she is in love, she will act both ways. first, shy and polite, trembling to be near you. second, attach to you like glue and trying to be with you all the times. she will try to go home with you after work, or have every lunch with you. it is ok if you like her too, but if it is not the case, you will feel very uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;she hates to be talked about or gossiped by someone else. if she knows, she will be very hurt. in nature, she is a shy type, except she has been influenced by some other zodiac. she is not brave or daring type, so if you like her then you better be the one who start first. she will not accept her true feeling, so if you like her, you better tell her first.&lt;br /&gt;she is like a musical note, always change in tunes, so one minute she can be funny and cheerful, and one minute she can be sad and depress. other people may think of her as 'over-acting' or 'over-reacting.'&lt;br /&gt;when she is depress, she will go out and look for things to make it up. she loves money, and thinks of having money as 'happy', not as 'god'. she will not look down at you if you do not have a lot of money, but she will help you make money, save money. she is not an extravagant person and sometimes will tell you not to buy her expensive and not useful gift.&lt;br /&gt;she is the type who enjoys a long and quiet walk. she also influenced by the moon, so under the moon light, she will be a fascinating woman.&lt;br /&gt;she has a constant fear for many things. she fear of not being smart enough, not pretty enough. even if she is not fat, she will not be satisfy. assuring her of her look would help, because she can change her mood 4 times a day.&lt;br /&gt;she is not stingy, but you will not be surprise if you see her collecting old or broken junks. she sees that everything are useful to her. she will find a way to re-use it again some day. she is not a jealous type, but possessive.&lt;br /&gt;the best part of her is that she will sacrifice everything for her love one with no limit. don't leave her in times of troubles, she will never forget it.she is not a weak type, even she looks like one. example, if you argue with her, she might cry her heart out. once you left, she will wipe her tears and start to clean up normally.&lt;br /&gt;she could be moody and argue with you in many little things like many women, but she always wait and want to take care of you. if you argue with her and disappear a few days, she will be waiting for you, but not for long. this kind of testing is risky, try not to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE...&lt;br /&gt;he has a pair round big beautiful eyes, a nice structure jaw line. he is a good listener and can understand everything easily and clearly. he can guess what you will say before you even say it. he often shakes his head or touch his hair. he is a big built but tends to have a darker shade of hair and eyes color. he will likely have a short and strong neck, broad shoulder, muscular, strong hands and grips. he has a shorter fingers compare to the man of the same size and height.his hands can work well, at the same time can protect and care for his woman.&lt;br /&gt;his height will be proportional to his weight. he will walk firmly and always take a big long step. as he walks, he will look around in caution with disturbance from his problems at present or in the past. he is the one who can get the most satisfaction from possession of beautiful thing, and cherish it as if it is very valuable to him even it is just a crystal ball made in France.&lt;br /&gt;it is his luck that he hardly has to chase after woman. they always come themselves without his invitation. he does not like to be a center of attraction. he lives his life in stability and simplicity. every decision made are already 'sure' and carefully thought out. he will not do what he has been asked to do if he is not interested in doing it. he acts casually but in reality, he always doing things seriously.&lt;br /&gt;he loves peaceful and quiet environment, so in his free time, he will stay at home instead of going out and look for adventure. he loves nature and dreams of a nice and quiet house with lots of trees, or he may dream of a house in a beautiful countryside.&lt;br /&gt;he will let you have freedom and watching you in a distance. if you are over doing something, he will let you know by his icy cold look. ho won't allow people to laugh at him or think he is a joker, so he will spent for himself luxury for what it is worth.&lt;br /&gt;he likes neat and well-dressed woman. he is the romantic type who would dance with you under the moon light. love will make him shines and you will see it in his face. he will not say it out loud, you have to know it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"i want you and only you but no one else. can i have you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. remember that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8961836834544676466-1966674644978948572?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/1966674644978948572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=1966674644978948572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/1966674644978948572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/1966674644978948572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2009/06/something-we-need-to-know.html' title='something we need to know..'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-4380946092700841355</id><published>2009-05-22T20:25:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T20:30:29.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s69.photobucket.com/albums/i70/punkpeilee/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Yamaha125ZR.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i70/punkpeilee/Yamaha125ZR.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro's bike&lt;br /&gt;is like a treasure to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s69.photobucket.com/albums/i70/punkpeilee/?action=view&amp;amp;current=MyFamily15.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i70/punkpeilee/MyFamily15.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us.&lt;br /&gt;so dont mess with it or we'll mess with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gotohell guys.&lt;br /&gt;do something useful and make your parents proud lah!&lt;/span&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/8961836834544676466-4380946092700841355?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/4380946092700841355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=4380946092700841355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/4380946092700841355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/4380946092700841355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2009/05/photobucket.html' title='that night'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-2929960734799064903</id><published>2009-05-18T10:57:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T11:16:34.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>home..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WHAT'S THIS??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljgxzAbDfW0/ShDRk5OGvLI/AAAAAAAAACk/SQWgRPomAY8/s1600-h/untitled5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljgxzAbDfW0/ShDRk5OGvLI/AAAAAAAAACk/SQWgRPomAY8/s320/untitled5.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336995990199516338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cadbury?&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljgxzAbDfW0/ShDRXzbyqSI/AAAAAAAAACc/ya7GPQRzu6c/s1600-h/untitled3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljgxzAbDfW0/ShDRXzbyqSI/AAAAAAAAACc/ya7GPQRzu6c/s320/untitled3.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336995765308008738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;m&amp;amp;m's?&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/_ljgxzAbDfW0/ShDRD4U5GCI/AAAAAAAAACU/jpudRjcgi6w/s1600-h/untitled6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 311px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljgxzAbDfW0/ShDRD4U5GCI/AAAAAAAAACU/jpudRjcgi6w/s320/untitled6.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336995423023863842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummy.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"just pop one into my mouth, will you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p.s. i'll be happy! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961836834544676466-2929960734799064903?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/2929960734799064903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=2929960734799064903' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-8869450047095668142</id><published>2009-05-15T11:34:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T11:57:48.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the emo me..</title><content type='html'>i've been fallen for him since that day. i feel so useless, cant do the right thing. just hoping i will find 'him' one day. its hard you know. cos i cant tell him my true feelings. thinking of him day and night make me feel so weak. have been suffering for weeks. i dont know what his love has done to me. emo-ing whenever i think of him. hoping one day when i watch him walk away, i can say "i'm fine without you." cos everything is changed and he is acting so strange. maybe it's safe to say that i'm ready to let him leave. it never crossed my mind at all, that's what i tell myself, what we had has come and gone. he's better off with someone else, it is for the best, i know it is.. everytime i try to hide what i feel inside. seeing other people with their loved ones so happy yet so long, wondering why i cant have it too? maybe i'll regret everything i've said one day and there's no way to take it all back. then i'll be on my own, how i let him go, i'll never understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"can u live without me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p.s. im waiting for your reply.&lt;/span&gt;&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/_ljgxzAbDfW0/Sgzl_eoiMtI/AAAAAAAAACM/Jt0kyf5GUgs/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljgxzAbDfW0/Sgzl_eoiMtI/AAAAAAAAACM/Jt0kyf5GUgs/s320/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335892537244791506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961836834544676466-8869450047095668142?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/8869450047095668142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-4373925807107537117</id><published>2009-04-17T16:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T16:16:48.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im bec!</title><content type='html'>my blog is so so DEAD.. haha. sorry ppl! gonna update SOON ya.. currently editin da template. hahh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961836834544676466-4373925807107537117?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/4373925807107537117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=4373925807107537117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/4373925807107537117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/4373925807107537117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-bec.html' title='im bec!'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-4743374411473727913</id><published>2009-02-03T15:22:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T17:39:34.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>burfday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sumone's burfday today wor~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;O.o??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;who ah who ah??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hahahahahh~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;its kit's birthday larh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPIE 19th BURFDAY KIT!!&lt;/span&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/8961836834544676466-4743374411473727913?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/4743374411473727913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=4743374411473727913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/4743374411473727913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/4743374411473727913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2009/02/burfday.html' title='burfday!!'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-3281260162085747119</id><published>2009-02-01T14:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T14:57:57.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wat??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;die..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dying...&lt;br /&gt;dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961836834544676466-3281260162085747119?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/3281260162085747119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=3281260162085747119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/3281260162085747119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/3281260162085747119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2009/02/wat.html' title='wat??'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-4704984785298073679</id><published>2009-01-19T14:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T15:01:46.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poems..??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When i think of the stranger,&lt;br /&gt;i can see him leading the group of gorgeous girls&lt;br /&gt;i can smell his branded, sweet-smelling cologne&lt;br /&gt;i can feel the ego feeling in him&lt;br /&gt;i can taste the softness of his lips against mine&lt;br /&gt;i will not cry, i will not cry...&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;When i think of the bed,&lt;br /&gt;i can see the loneliness in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;i can smell the salty-tears of sadness in the room&lt;br /&gt;i can feel the sorrow of the past in her heart&lt;br /&gt;i can taste the sadness in her&lt;br /&gt;cause the feeling is the same as in my heart...&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;If everything was opposite,&lt;br /&gt;you would be here&lt;br /&gt;and i would be there.&lt;br /&gt;The past would be now,&lt;br /&gt;and the pain would be joy.&lt;br /&gt;You would not have gone,&lt;br /&gt;and we two would be one.&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/8961836834544676466-4704984785298073679?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/4704984785298073679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=4704984785298073679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/4704984785298073679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/4704984785298073679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2009/01/poems.html' title='poems..??'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-5235447935668262228</id><published>2008-12-31T11:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T22:53:05.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a memorable day for me...</title><content type='html'>I've lost my close *** today. Sorry if i have hurt u* or what.. i'm surprised after i saw your profile. haiiz. really sorry. maybe you think that i've my own boi thats why you decided to leave me right? hahh.. thanx for evrything tho. times we've spend together. miss you ya.&lt;br /&gt;took my results yesterday. everything happened. happy morning, sad night. my brother met with an accident on the day i took my results. nothing to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961836834544676466-5235447935668262228?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/5235447935668262228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=5235447935668262228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/5235447935668262228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/5235447935668262228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2008/12/memorable-day-for-me.html' title='a memorable day for me...'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-8048947596265118392</id><published>2008-12-16T14:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T14:37:38.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I had one wish...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If i had one wish,&lt;br /&gt;if i could have one thing,&lt;br /&gt;that one thing that i would choose&lt;br /&gt;is one more ordinary day with you&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could see you&lt;br /&gt;and be there where my arms could reach you&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could let you know&lt;br /&gt;how much you touched our lives&lt;br /&gt;the words we long to say are words that go unsaid&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could tell you&lt;br /&gt;the thing i never got the chance to&lt;br /&gt;though our tears are bitter&lt;br /&gt;i know that you will always be there deep in our memories&lt;br /&gt;life goes on but it will never be the same without you.&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/8961836834544676466-8048947596265118392?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/8048947596265118392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=8048947596265118392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/8048947596265118392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/8048947596265118392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-i-had-one-wish.html' title='If I had one wish...'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-7821374718529147263</id><published>2008-11-21T00:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T00:52:24.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm...</title><content type='html'>life has to go on ryte? now... i've nobody i can trust cos u choose to leave me. thx anyway.. i'm still keepin my fingers crossed over sum things dat happened today. i cant make up my mind..  i really need u by my side. u may think im kinda stoopit ryte now, but i dont care. i still hv sumone anyway... thx des for da advice i shud be tellin him* ryte now... and kit for being by my side.  and sumone*... u shud be sleepin ryte now cos tomoro u hv to work lurh... haiiz stubborn stubborn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"you gotta take the good with the bad;&lt;br /&gt;smile with the sad;&lt;br /&gt;love what you got &amp;amp; remember what you had;&lt;br /&gt;learn to forgive, but never to forget;&lt;br /&gt;learn from your mistakes, but never regret;&lt;br /&gt;people change, things go wrong,&lt;br /&gt;just remember... life goes on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hee... took frm wee kiat's fs profile... saw it when replyin his comment... i find it kinda... hmmm...  nice?? lol... im speechless... dunno wat to say..  its late... everybody went to sleep ady lurh... leavin me alone... ALONE...&lt;br /&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/8961836834544676466-7821374718529147263?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/7821374718529147263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=7821374718529147263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/7821374718529147263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/7821374718529147263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2008/11/hmmm.html' title='hmmm...'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-953266676547415633</id><published>2008-11-03T13:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T16:23:40.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hee...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;currently updatin my bloggie's template... lol~ have fun ppl! tcare! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961836834544676466-953266676547415633?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/953266676547415633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=953266676547415633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/953266676547415633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/953266676547415633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2008/11/hee.html' title='hee...'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-8462242276547353394</id><published>2008-10-22T10:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T13:35:44.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...emo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We must remember that life is short and our time with our loved ones is not forever... We must not tell ourselves that there is always tomorrow or the next week to express our love. Tomorrrow may never come and those words of appreciation, that kiss or hug may never be felt by them. We may live with regret for the rest of our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961836834544676466-8462242276547353394?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/8462242276547353394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=8462242276547353394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/8462242276547353394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/8462242276547353394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2008/10/remember.html' title='...emo...'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-2918109692308172953</id><published>2008-09-28T14:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T16:21:21.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Salty Coffee...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;He met her on a party. She was so understanding, many guys chasing after her, while he is so normal, nobody paid attention to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised, but due to being polite, she promised. They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to sat anything, she felt uncomfortable, she thought, "Please, let me go home..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Suddenly he asked the waiter, "Would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee." Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red, but still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it. She asked him curiously, "Why do you have this hobby?" He replied, "When I was a little boy, I was living near the sea, I like playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea, just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;While saying that, tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched... That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A man who can tell out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, and has responsibility of home. Then she also started to speak, spoke about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family. That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm and careful. He was such a good person but she almost missed him! Thanks to his salty coffee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Then the story was just like every beautiful love story, the princess married to the prince, and then they were living the happy life... And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee, as she knew that's the way he liked it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said, "My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life lie. This was the only lie I said to you --- the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt. It was hard for me to change so I just went ahead. I never thought that would be the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything... Now I'm dying, I'm afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth; I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste... But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life! Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you... Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, I still want to know you and have you for my whole life, even though I have to drink the salty coffee again."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Her tears made the letter totally wet. Someday, someone asked her, "What's the taste of salty coffee?" "It's sweet," she replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961836834544676466-2918109692308172953?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/2918109692308172953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=2918109692308172953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/2918109692308172953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/2918109692308172953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2008/09/salty-coffee.html' title='The Salty Coffee...'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-9148449614957880977</id><published>2008-07-10T22:10:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T16:02:11.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;damn pain... hvin a damn sore throat... ish... cant even shout in class lyk i always do... &gt;.&lt;''' early mornin got assembly at da basketball court... 'special' assembly cos those ppl frm dunno-wat-jabatan (JPM i think) wans to take a video? or wat i dunno... a few minutes later it started to drizzle and den rained! yay!!! tot can go back class mana tau cannot... ish! need to go to the hall.. where gt enuf space to fit all the cows, pigs, and etc... so pn kong, our most keng discipline teacher asked da forms 1 and 2s to go back class... but not form 3... T.T everyone in da hall was lyk actin in a movie! lol... really! got those cameras, lights and all dat... haha... da so-called-director fella kept on askin to pause and do it over again... even when da pengetua was giving her speech, she was paused by him... den she said "i pun tergagap-gagap atas sini." lol... den while i was talkin wif my frens, suddenly the whole row of teachers up there started to clap their hands loudly... -.-''' lameo. cos da so-called-director asked them to! lol... damn funnie man... so energetic sumore... very jarang u can see them clappin de ok! den they were asked to leave da hall... den us! damn stoopit man... haha... cos we're so damn blur pigs! den da so-called-director asked da prefect to tell us "girls. dun look at da camera. just look in front and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s69.photobucket.com/albums/i70/punkpeilee/?action=view&amp;amp;current=603854245_dd9668cc74.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i70/punkpeilee/603854245_dd9668cc74.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;smile!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;lame ryte... haha... den he asked us to clap lyk wat da teachers do... haha... its quite a nice experience lyk wat joanne said... cos we're lyk actin man... cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ok... dis year&lt;/span&gt;, 2008, my burfday on da 9th of July falls on wed... went to skul and my frens wished me... hehe thx ppl... wanted to stayback dat day go mp one... but at last soo called my mum... at first dunno for wat reason they wanted me to stayback but i suspected sumthing... a suprise party? haha... den they planned everything, den asked mich to bring me go jln jln before meeting them... haha... soo, ivy, amanda, grace, sin yee, bernice, chu ling blanja me at pizza hut... ^^ ordered sensasi delight set : cool lime chicken... luv da mushroom soup... hee... den before i could feast on my pizza, they asked me to open da present they bought cos sum of them need to go back to skul to attend basketball meeting... soo was sittin beside me and she took out a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s69.photobucket.com/albums/i70/punkpeilee/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1050878-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i70/punkpeilee/P1050878-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i wondered wat is inside dat small little parcel... a key chain?? hehe... cos soo was lyk so excited tellin me dat i'm goin to lyk da present very much... den chu ling closed my eyes cos they dun wan me to see it &amp;amp; bernice recordin da video... haha... den slowly i put my finger into da parcel and touched on sumthing... a thing dunno wats dat but its lyk a lizard! i quickly take out my finger... yucks! a lizard for my present?? cool... haha... den soo insisted i must pull out da *thing*... taaa dah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s69.photobucket.com/albums/i70/punkpeilee/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1050886.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i70/punkpeilee/P1050886.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was snakes! *zomg*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;soo den pulled out another two...disgustin ok! ish... damn notty... dunno who's genius idea is dat... *soo's* da snakes are not my present actually... hehe.... they bought me dis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s69.photobucket.com/albums/i70/punkpeilee/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1050882.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i70/punkpeilee/P1050882.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;luv it luv it luv it!!! hehe... thx to soo, jac, joanne, chu ling, bernice, sin yee, soo huey, tzu en, shih huay, janine, andrea, jihan, jo, shirinnah, wei ching, swee chin, MARILYN TEH SHEE YIN *i didnt expect*, choon ming, celine &amp;amp; chin ying... thankiu thankiu... hehe... den we took sum photos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s69.photobucket.com/albums/i70/punkpeilee/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG9027.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i70/punkpeilee/CIMG9027.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and mich den walked back to her mum's office... she hv to help her mum wif da accounts while i was outside readin galaxie... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961836834544676466-9148449614957880977?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/9148449614957880977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=9148449614957880977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/9148449614957880977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/9148449614957880977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2008/07/random.html' title='random...'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-2087996888069991121</id><published>2008-07-07T15:11:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T16:11:38.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm backie... ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sorrie ppl... hehe.. its quite a long tym already since i've updated on my blog... lol... lazy u kno.. f.y.i., dere's only...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;97 days&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to PMR&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;48 days&lt;/span&gt; to trials,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;just more &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;6 days&lt;/span&gt; to third monthly test!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;T.T ppl!! start to study okay... i'm worried so i've started on science &amp;amp; sej yesterday... &gt;.&lt;''' okie forget bout dat for a moment... ^^ ponteng last fri... reasons... = got some boring function at skul, = no badan beruniform! hehe... i've been kicked out frm band... tryin to join PBSM now... asked Jacqueline, da PBSM president, to ask pn. noraini whether i can join or not... asked moi, da secretary, earlier but she said pn. noraini said cannot cos due to my laziness i've been kicked out frm band (didnt attend functions for quite long &gt;.&lt;) so she thinks dat i'm goin to be lazy and wont be attending for PBSM meetings too! wth... hey! not just my laziness *paiseh* i've other problems too okay??! nvm... forget bout it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s69.photobucket.com/albums/i70/punkpeilee/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1050892.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i70/punkpeilee/P1050892.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my warning letters... ^^&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/8961836834544676466-2087996888069991121?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/2087996888069991121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=2087996888069991121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/2087996888069991121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/2087996888069991121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-backie.html' title='i&apos;m backie... ^^'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-6867287226746676765</id><published>2008-06-20T11:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:22:16.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>funnie?? hehe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljgxzAbDfW0/SFsjmkbyNXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/G9WsVJpgQf4/s1600-h/untitled17.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljgxzAbDfW0/SFsjmkbyNXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/G9WsVJpgQf4/s320/untitled17.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213800139133695346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8961836834544676466-6867287226746676765?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/6867287226746676765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=6867287226746676765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/6867287226746676765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/6867287226746676765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2008/06/funnie-hehe.html' title='funnie?? hehe...'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljgxzAbDfW0/SFsjmkbyNXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/G9WsVJpgQf4/s72-c/untitled17.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-5289413793832605775</id><published>2008-06-20T10:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T10:30:15.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rep card day??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hehe... reached home a while ago... mummy went to take my report card... =.=''' told mrs foo dat my bm marks still so low even i went for tui... ish... and teacher was dere smiling?? swt... haha... borin...&lt;/span&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/8961836834544676466-5289413793832605775?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/5289413793832605775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=5289413793832605775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/5289413793832605775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/5289413793832605775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2008/06/rep-card-day_20.html' title='rep card day??'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-2441699739241882427</id><published>2008-06-17T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T16:07:01.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weee~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hehe... so happie er~~~ currently doin my blog blog. haha... thx so much grace* u helped me alot... thx thx thx!!! haha... halfway... havent complete editin it... hmmm... dis friday is HARI TITIAN MESRA... arghh~~~&lt;/span&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/8961836834544676466-2441699739241882427?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/2441699739241882427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=2441699739241882427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/2441699739241882427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/2441699739241882427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2008/06/weee.html' title='weee~~~'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-4911669838943482260</id><published>2008-06-07T10:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T15:27:51.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;done my kh and sej folio! yay~~ hmmm... i'm doin my geog folio now... on9 to find info bout Switzerland.. erm... yesterday slept at around 12++... lol... doin 'sumthin'... haha... dunno y... haiz. bro's comin back tomoro... and skul reopens on mon... T___T haiz. borin borin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961836834544676466-4911669838943482260?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/4911669838943482260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=4911669838943482260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/4911669838943482260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/4911669838943482260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2008/06/sad.html' title='sad...'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-4919877458403626152</id><published>2008-06-05T13:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T15:27:35.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>at library~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;hey ppl~~ hehe.. allo... i'm back... kinda free to blog?? lol... currently at da unit siber in da public library... wee~~ rajin heh... go to library... hehe... paiseh ya... hmmm... came here to do ma folios... just copied and paste frm my fren's pendrive... thx ya ie-kyn!! hehe... granny came today to cook da dumplings ingredients... hehe... cousin came too... brought his gameboy and stuffs... hehe... okay... le yin was here in da library too... erm checkin her frenster i think... hehe... kay... gtg.. byiie~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961836834544676466-4919877458403626152?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/4919877458403626152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=4919877458403626152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/4919877458403626152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/4919877458403626152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2008/06/at-library.html' title='at library~~~'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-6343281035721037423</id><published>2008-05-30T14:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T15:27:17.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another borin day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hehe... borin again... can anybodee help me with dis blog? i wanna change da background le... ish... hmmph... ^^ hehe.. yay~~ my bro went for his sukma thingy at terengganu liao... next sun only come back.. hmmm... alone in da hse?? haha... can do wateva i wan... nice. online since 10 till 1 sumthing... den eat lunch... den online again... lyk nothing betta to do hor... lol.&lt;/span&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/8961836834544676466-6343281035721037423?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/6343281035721037423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=6343281035721037423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/6343281035721037423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/6343281035721037423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2008/05/another-borin-day.html' title='another borin day...'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-7126127222315010865</id><published>2008-05-27T11:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T15:26:59.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long long time ago...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;haha! allo! im back... i noe its been a long tym since i 'activate' my blog ryte?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hehe.. i noe... due to my laziness... lol... erm... okay.. as usual i've nothing to write... haha... hv been online'ing' since mornin... gtg liao... cos my bro's comin back... so.. erm... boring. babai~~ muahahaha~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961836834544676466-7126127222315010865?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/7126127222315010865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=7126127222315010865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/7126127222315010865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/7126127222315010865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2008/05/long-long-time-ago.html' title='long long time ago...'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-7160675320867082515</id><published>2008-04-28T15:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T15:26:44.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O.o??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ish... today durin sej... tot my folio lost liao... T___T da pn. lee didnt call my name... ish... if lost, walau... goin to bom her hse tonite man... ppl do so hard ady say lost... but.. fui... luckily mine's perfect... lol... get full marks dats y she didnt give back.. yay yay!!! hehe~ last period durin maths, got an awful smell... mayb sum kind of poisonouns gas aite... haha... luckily didnt die in da class... lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961836834544676466-7160675320867082515?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/7160675320867082515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=7160675320867082515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/7160675320867082515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/7160675320867082515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2008/04/oo.html' title='O.o??'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-8842177110727330779</id><published>2008-04-24T15:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T15:26:26.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dammit...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;arghh... damn.. my layout is so damn ugly. T___T dunno how to use yet... ask my fren some tips but dis is all i get? haha... nvm nvm... today gt da injection... for da kancing gigi or da rubella thingy... i dun really noe wat its for... hee... pain le... da nurse told me somethin... gotta go check my eyes... O.O hehe... need to + 2 more kg... wat did i hear?? haha... im not under weight ok... hmmph... ^^borin borin....&lt;/span&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/8961836834544676466-8842177110727330779?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/8842177110727330779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=8842177110727330779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/8842177110727330779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/8842177110727330779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2008/04/dammit.html' title='dammit...'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961836834544676466.post-3192184040625498289</id><published>2008-04-22T15:36:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T11:19:28.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day?? O.o junior ler... lol~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;lol.... today, 22nd of April 08' is my first day of BLOGGIN... hehez... still dunno anything main tembak only... kaka~ hmmm... actually i wanted to start long long tym ago but im just too scared dunno wat to write... lol.. really. muahahahahha~~ borin borin.. woohoo... today in skul mostly teacher didnt come so.. lepakin around class... keke... yeah... our position-in-class paper given out by teacher today... pengsan! last monthly test so guddd... now... aiks... dun wan say lar... so paiseh man... damn... ^^ goin to watch gameplan ltr... havent watch.. fren borrowed me just now... hehe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961836834544676466-3192184040625498289?l=thelameo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/feeds/3192184040625498289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961836834544676466&amp;postID=3192184040625498289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/3192184040625498289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961836834544676466/posts/default/3192184040625498289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelameo.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-day-oo-junior-ler-lol.html' title='first day?? O.o junior ler... lol~'/><author><name>Jynne :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09038787905892600396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2irIc8u_D0/TfG2CG7dqCI/AAAAAAAAADA/MteR5OV5PZ4/s220/DSC00580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
