<?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-198919269343269190</id><updated>2012-02-04T11:14:19.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>... Magic is a beautiful lie...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-2082655478688846948</id><published>2011-07-28T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T10:56:09.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i need acknowledgement</title><content type='html'>i'm a nobody. putting myself into such a dire and pathetic situation. i'm tired of it. all i need is acknowledgement from you all as a friend. Don't ignore me. it's not me being "xiao qi" out of the blues. but i really dont see that i'm being cherished in our friendship. those whatever things you all are telling me were simply some lame excuses. why made me into such a stupid fool? does my existence really means nothing? oh god, i am really hurt this time. after all, i get nothing from you all, not even some acknowledgement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-2082655478688846948?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/2082655478688846948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=2082655478688846948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/2082655478688846948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/2082655478688846948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-need-acknowledgement.html' title='i need acknowledgement'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-8205378647404403538</id><published>2011-07-18T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T11:15:11.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>❤ fallin' for you ❤</title><content type='html'>I'm pretty sure this lyric looks familiar to all of you rite? it's "falling for you" by Colbie Cailat. this lyric explains everthing i'm going through now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♪♬♪♪♬♬♬♪♬♪♪♬♬♬♪♬♪♪♬♬♬♪♬♪♪♬♬♬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don’t know but&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think I maybe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fallin’ for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dropping so quickly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe I should&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep this to myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waiting ’til I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Know you better&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am trying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not to tell you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I want to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m scared of what you’ll say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I’m hiding what I’m feeling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I’m tired of&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holding this inside my head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’ve been spending all my time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just thinking about ya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don’t know what to do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♪♬♪♪♬♬♬♪♬♪♪♬♬♬♪♬♪♪♬♬♬♪♬♪♪♬♬♬&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-8205378647404403538?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/8205378647404403538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=8205378647404403538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/8205378647404403538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/8205378647404403538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-pretty-sure-this-lyric-looks.html' title='❤ fallin&apos; for you ❤'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-5394251095453259182</id><published>2011-07-18T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T11:04:17.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ⓟⓡⓞⓜⓘⓈⓔ to be broken</title><content type='html'>please do always keep your promise and not breaking them. it dissappoints me. just because of this, it is enough to keep me agigated for no reason. it's not that i'm being unreasonable, but it is my principle of life. dad &amp;amp; mum agreed to go for a trip to taiwan. and i excitedly browsed through the newspaper articles hoping to get the best deal. but at last, it is cancelled after years of waiting! to worsen the situation mum said, " why do you need to follow the others? if your friend go you also must go?". to blow my last straw, even a trip to genting with my friends also seemed so impossible. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE just don't make EMPTY promise!!!!!! to many people i may seemed to be a polite, well-behaved lady but, definitely not when you're trying to provoke me. i'll blast.(p/s: it only happens infront of ppl whom knows me well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;am i expecting toooooo much???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-5394251095453259182?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/5394251095453259182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=5394251095453259182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/5394251095453259182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/5394251095453259182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2011/07/to-be-broken.html' title='ⓟⓡⓞⓜⓘⓈⓔ to be broken'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-4803242681036258130</id><published>2011-07-14T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T10:46:54.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>for i'm always your darling daughter</title><content type='html'>i'm so grateful. grateful for being able to pass my professional 1 exam. i'm pretty sure that God did really heard my repetitively calls and He answered them. everything seemed to be in so much of a perfection when there is simply no stress that keeps pestering me. ( minus the weight gaining issue )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAY is definitely a GREAT adventure! ranging from trip to penang, savouring mouth watering meals and shoppings. i got to admit that i had spent a little more than i usually do. but mummy just wouldn't resist saying NO when i'm so much into the item. Mummy &amp;amp; papa, i promise i'll study hard and smart to be a good doctor in the future. i will not dissapoint you all, for i'm always your darling daughter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-4803242681036258130?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/4803242681036258130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=4803242681036258130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/4803242681036258130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/4803242681036258130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2011/07/for-im-always-your-darling-daughter.html' title='for i&apos;m always your darling daughter'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-150522457688127625</id><published>2011-04-15T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T11:59:12.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tear drops on lecture notes</title><content type='html'>tear drops on lecture notes. when am i going to finish the mountain of notes. the progress is barely even 25%. and it is only 15days more to PRO 1. i must pass this final exam. i'm so desperate to finish up d notes. how i wish my brain would work like a hard-disk. store and store and store. not deleted until it is do so. all i can do now is not to stress to enhance maximum memory and remain calm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-150522457688127625?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/150522457688127625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=150522457688127625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/150522457688127625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/150522457688127625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2011/04/tear-drops-on-lecture-notes.html' title='tear drops on lecture notes'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-7219446362681021640</id><published>2011-03-27T10:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T10:42:48.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>exam ! professional 1</title><content type='html'>i can't imagine that professional exam 1 is just 1 month away. the stress is there once again. i'm starting to have sleepless night. now that i do believe that stress will truly make one to fall sick. and i'm one of them. catching a mild fever, diarrhoea, soar throat and headache. i'm telling myself. " Jun, you only have one month to go. strive for it, STRIVE! show to everyone that all the effort that you had been putting on all the while are worthwhile. prove it to them that hard works pay off even when i do not have such a great brain like theirs. i might not be the greatest, but i could be the best! "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-7219446362681021640?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/7219446362681021640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=7219446362681021640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/7219446362681021640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/7219446362681021640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2011/03/exam-professional-1.html' title='exam ! professional 1'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-803853968764556325</id><published>2011-03-27T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T10:35:59.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reasoning with myself</title><content type='html'>Finally I had knew the reason behind all these confusion. I guess it’s better for me to make a stop. Full stop. There wouldn’t be any progress if I were to persist my feeling on you. The opposition is not worthwhile for neither me nor you to go against for. But I really doubt if I can do that. perhaps the few months holiday where both you and I will not catch a sight of each other will lessen the "heavy" feeling of mine. perhaps everything will resume back to normal. a normal good friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-803853968764556325?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/803853968764556325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=803853968764556325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/803853968764556325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/803853968764556325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2011/03/reasoning-with-myself.html' title='reasoning with myself'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-3718820027693248385</id><published>2011-03-12T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T15:53:50.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the reason of my existence</title><content type='html'>I had finally found the reason why I enrolled into a medical school, the existence of me in university. I’m very certain the answer to this predicament is THE MIRACLE OF LIFE! i was deeply inspired by the movie, "gifted hands" and Dr. Ben Carson. he's such a brilliant doctor. For instance, who would ever thought hemispherectomy could actually saves the lives of many innocent children with seizures? The answer is, the doctor is the one that made all these impossible thought to possible. i'm really grateful that i finally found the "essence" that will keep me motivated and alive to endure the hardships.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-3718820027693248385?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/3718820027693248385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=3718820027693248385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/3718820027693248385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/3718820027693248385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2011/03/reason-of-my-existence.html' title='the reason of my existence'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-2548645520014442316</id><published>2011-03-08T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T09:47:55.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lacking the spice of life?</title><content type='html'>Lacking the spice of life. Being stranded in a state where there are barely any entertainments is depressing at times. Just a nice shopping mall and a cinema will do. I don’t ask for more. It’s sufficient to keep me alive. The life in campus after Chinese new year night is boring. There wasn’t much activities to keep me preoccupied like I used to be. Lectures, study, wushu, rehearsel, study and sleep. That was before. For now, it’s lecture, study, study and sleep. Despite the busy schedules previously, surprisingly I did much much better for my exam. From fail to a B-. Can I give myself a big round of applause? That’s because I really did work very hard to excel in this exam. There will be an upcoming professional exam in another 2 months time and its going to determine my life and death. I know the process of going through this major exam will definitely not easy accompanied by tears and emotional stresses. This exam is way tooooo important and it meant very much to me, much more than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The life in kelantan is so empty. Is that one of the reason too that i feel like getting myself into a relationship at times? Not that I’m craving so much for it. It’s just that when I see those sweet couples around me the desire just arises. There had been a person whom I’m paying attention to. I do not know what is so special of him that I can keep my pair of eye glued at him upon his appearance. His “charming-ness”? I really don’t know. I could only recalled how I was smitten by him. The patience and attention he gave me. But the chances of getting to know him more is way too little. The only time is by coincidences. Thinking about coincidence, I met him at the canteen a few days ago. My heart beat was trumping and his smiles and greeting flutters me. According to a friend of mine, a girl’s six sense is very strong. I can sense the attention he gave me was a special one and those seconds where our eyes met each are not merely coincidence .What is the proper word should I use to describe my current situation? Is that what we call admiration? But I’m not putting too much hope on this issue. I do not want to get myself hurt at last and getting myself into a mess. Just let the nature takes it own course will do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-2548645520014442316?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/2548645520014442316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=2548645520014442316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/2548645520014442316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/2548645520014442316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2011/03/lacking-spice-of-life.html' title='lacking the spice of life?'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-4657466296368098313</id><published>2011-02-28T03:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T03:38:57.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crushed</title><content type='html'>crushed. its that the appropriate word that i should be using to describe the condition that i am facing now? i thought that i had made it. approaching you a step closer. but upon knewing the similarities that i shared between your ex and I makes me to wonder who am I to you? should i just stop moving ahead and put no more hope to make things blossom?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-4657466296368098313?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/4657466296368098313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=4657466296368098313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/4657466296368098313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/4657466296368098313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2011/02/crushed.html' title='Crushed'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-5654372090024043750</id><published>2011-02-28T03:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T03:30:57.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>resuming to normal</title><content type='html'>Life is back to normal right now. USMKK CNY night was finally over. I can’t imagine how busy I was past these few weeks. Exam, intensive wushu practices and studies. To add on, a few hours of sleep per day only. But, ironically I’m starting to miss the moment whereby my “wushu family” was practicing together. The friendship and bonding that I got from the trainings were just simply can’t be expressed. It seems to be that wushu is a part of me now. The cny night was great. I took so many pictures and I enjoyed taking pictures so much. Perhaps, it’s because of my “yeng” dark blue wushu uniform and the cool martial arts weapon. Gotta love it very much. Although we had been going on the stage for several times for rehearsal, but it could not stop me from being nervous on the actual day. I felt my leg was like jelly but luckily everthing went smoothly. But what was most encouraging was the applause from the audience and the cheers from them. Knewing that even the press, sin chew daily also came over surprised me! To make things even more memorable for me, I finally manage to take another step to approach him. Taking a picture with him :) Thanks for those encouragements you had been giving me and those smiles and giggles too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-5654372090024043750?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/5654372090024043750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=5654372090024043750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/5654372090024043750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/5654372090024043750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2011/02/resuming-to-normal.html' title='resuming to normal'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-1518072899721346014</id><published>2011-02-17T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T22:22:13.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>miscommunication</title><content type='html'>The saying, &lt;em&gt;“once a mistake is done, it would still be a mistake no matter what we do to compensate those wrongs. What truly matters is the heart. A wounded heart. “&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry my dear roommate for not giving you the best birthday bash ever for your 20th bday. Instead we gave you a worse one. But I must admit that it was really a mere miscommunication that we were not able to present you a cake on the night. Instead we gave you a bucket of kfc fried chicken! But I hope you will feel better after you blowed the “white beauty” cake we bought you the next morning with your wishes and hopes. I hope you understand all the guilts we were facing and not claiming that we did it on purpose to make you feeling miserable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-1518072899721346014?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/1518072899721346014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=1518072899721346014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/1518072899721346014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/1518072899721346014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2011/02/miscommunication.html' title='miscommunication'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-4890362762519641315</id><published>2011-02-11T04:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T04:41:26.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so called</title><content type='html'>i'm angry because i'm dissappointed. is that what you called the "best friend" whom i met in secondary school. it's okay for you not to answer my call if you're that busy. but there is no need to such extend that you switch off your handphone. you can just leave the phone alone. i'll get the meaning if u didn't answer the 2nd call.  am i that annoying and disturbing? the 1st call the line is through. the 2nd and  3rd call, "...it's currently unavailable, please dial again later". i just wanted to talk to someone at that moment. the stress and stresses that engulfs me once approaching exams. and what u did was to switch off your phone after i miss called you once. what the ****!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-4890362762519641315?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/4890362762519641315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=4890362762519641315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/4890362762519641315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/4890362762519641315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2011/02/so-called.html' title='so called'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-823067778151007513</id><published>2011-01-23T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T22:09:35.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm not happy</title><content type='html'>i do not meant to be mean. But i really dislike working with you! we're working as a team and you made it as though you're doing a solo performance. have you ever thought about me and another member of our team? all i need is time and privacy to practice on my own. i'm already stress enough due to my low speed of learning.why of so many people, you so happened to be the best friend of my close friend? *sigh* recently, seniors kept reminding me that i have to catch up. i'm trying my best already. i'm getting tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing you more than i usually do. i wonder where are you? the sight of you seems to be nowhere. are you busy with preparation for your exam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there something wrong with me recently. throwing out tantrums non-stop. arghhhhhh... i'm not happy. perhaps that's the conclusion to it :( i want to go home! can't wait for the CNY 1 week break. hooray!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-823067778151007513?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/823067778151007513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=823067778151007513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/823067778151007513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/823067778151007513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-not-happy.html' title='i&apos;m not happy'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-5314042020540923233</id><published>2011-01-16T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T23:31:36.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>some happenings</title><content type='html'>nan quan ! tai-chi sword ! i guess i'm really into wushu recently :) the hours of practice daily are hectic. despite of that, i'm truly enjoying what i'm doing. i'm not scared of tired nor muscle ache due to the strenous training in preparation for USMKK CNY performance on this coming 25th february 2011. what makes me feel to continue is the warmness i felt there. the seniors are caring or i can say VERY VERY dedicated and supportive. they do not mind teaching a junior that is so slow like me! but at the same time thinking of the lecture notes that are getting more and more are worrying me. because of that i'll had to burn the midnight oil everyday. in the end, i ended up restless and looking like a panda bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to all wushu seniors, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;really thank you very much for all the concern and the care you all had been giving to me. i know that all of you are worried of me. i'll try my best to catch up with the wushu new stances and try not to be emo. i'll try to do better in the next exam. i really do appreciate those building encouragement which u all had given me :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for the past few months i had known you, you had been a very active, out-going friend. but for now, what had happened to you? you changed. you made me felt as though i do not know you that much anymore. out of sudden, i felt our bond is getting weaker. i dunno what should i utter to you. you're confining yourself in the room. you're acting the opposite what you had said b4. you're leaving me in confusion. i really wonder what had made you to become the one now, the changed one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it had been days since i had meet you. it had been days since i last talked to you. the last time was just a Hi-bye conversation. haiz. feeling just a little dissapointed now. i had always been wondering what funny mistake did i do during the practice that i made you stiffle a snigger. aduh, i feel so pai seh bcos of that. i had always wanted to thank you for willing to spend your time to correct my hard-to-find-and-fine-mistakes. i'm improving now :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-5314042020540923233?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/5314042020540923233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=5314042020540923233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/5314042020540923233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/5314042020540923233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2011/01/some-happenings.html' title='some happenings'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-3337766600726257368</id><published>2011-01-02T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T03:07:54.624-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye bye 2010, hello 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;A new year. Finally it’s good bye to 2010 and hello 2011. 2010 was a year filled with so many happenings. There were happy and sad moments throughout the year. on april 2010, I finally graduated from matriculation. Graduating from matriculation was great cos the life of student at KMPk was so hectic. It was the 1st time I had broken down so much. Can’t really imagine how much tears I had shed due to the study and study stress. It was also my 1st time of falling in love too in matriculation!  I could still remember the pain and confusion he had inflicted on me during semester 2. I was quite down at that time ( but my studies are still doing stable and okay). I kept wandering why is he acting like that. It disappoints me so much. It was the time where I realize I should let go off the “special feeling” that both of us had together. I knew that instance that he’s not mine. Despite of these hard feelings, everything was paid off when the result is finally out. With that result, I am able to pursue the course which I had wanted so much which is medicine. And that is how I landed myself in Universiti Sains Malaysia, Kubang Kerian, Kelantan. The only thing I missed so much  is the friendship which I had made in matrix. There are really wonderful and definitely hard-to-get friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Pei Shan, Shu Wen, Zhen Zhen, Yinn Shien, Li Fen, Hui Wen,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so so so much for giving me the opportunity to taste the real  feeling of friendship. It is because of you all that I’m able to be happy again. Those moments we had together are simply too memorable. Initially I was quite down as I was the only one who came to USM, whereas you all get UKM or UPM. But distance shall not drift our friendship apart. I really do believe that distance makes our friendship grow fonder. Love you all so much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 months of holiday after matrix, I’m finally entering university. A new beginning. A new life. And everything is NEW!!! I’m really thankful to God as I’m once again blessed with so many wonderful friends. Friends who appreciates me. Fiona, li ping, aslene, mei leng, sin yi, mei yee, zhi jie,  jian yeow, and many more. What can u expect from a medical student? Of course is, I have to study constantly. It’s just a beginning of a journey filled with diligent and commitment. I can say it’s not easy. This journey will not be easy. The stacks of super thick and lots of contents notes are so challenging to fit into my brain. Just weeks b4 I entered 2011, there I goes, experiencing failure for the 1st time academically L it’s horrible. The scar was in fact very deep. I still feel pain at times reminiscing it. Therefore, I’m now studying smarter and harder than I usually do to compensate the mistake I had done. There is still time for me to catch up. Hoping so much that this momentum will last throughout my studies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO 2011 !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start of with this brand new year, I had been very busy. Busy with martial art practice, nan quan. And of course studies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To study smart and hard, To eat nice food, To have wonderful nap &amp;amp; sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that’s all I have to write about the beginning of 2011 and I shall update u’ll with the happenings very soon ! tada..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-3337766600726257368?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/3337766600726257368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=3337766600726257368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/3337766600726257368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/3337766600726257368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2011/01/bye-bye-2010-hello-2011.html' title='bye bye 2010, hello 2011'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-2813128167068267030</id><published>2010-12-30T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T10:44:29.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet enough</title><content type='html'>it had been so long since the "feeling" resurfaced. though the feeling makes me feel so tough at times, but its sweet enough. sweet enough to carve a smile on my face :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-2813128167068267030?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/2813128167068267030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=2813128167068267030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/2813128167068267030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/2813128167068267030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2010/12/sweet-enough.html' title='sweet enough'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-4174163160323383017</id><published>2010-12-27T03:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T00:09:32.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jingle bell, jingle bell</title><content type='html'>22 Dec 2010. i'm back from kelantan for a short christmas break. Yippie! this 5 days break were certaintly great! the music and christmas carols simply makes the christmas even more joyful. jingle bell, jingle bell.. let see, for this christmas i went to The Curve and 1Utama just to look at the christmas decoration. Love the decos a lot!&lt;br /&gt;next, would be a countdown at the curve on christmas eve. there were so many people, wearing the santa hat with glitters and even lighting. there were so many design to be choosed from. restaurants were all fully occupied and full house. this is probably what we call " hei fun" in cantonese. even me and my family did not miss to join this "hei fun" on the eve. we went to Silver Spoon at manjalara to dine the western cousine. the atmoshere was cosy and comfortable plus with the food everything is perfectly right! btw, it seems to be a nice place for couples to dine-in too! haha..&lt;br /&gt;on christmas day, i went to my cousin brother's son bday party. there were thai cousines such as papaya salad, pandan chicken, tomyam seafood, konyaku jelly, chesnut santan desert, etc. i ate so much that i did not waste any chance not to savour any of the dishes. i had so much fun chatting with my relatives and playing with my little cousins. the party was nice and fun :)&lt;br /&gt;26 dec 2010, back to kelantan. just b4 i'm back to kelantan, again i get to savour some nice food. food which i missed so much. Dim sum @ sg buloh market and penang food from simply penang@ 1U. and oh ya, i had a wonderful time playing with my little neighbour, en en. she is simply toooooo adorable that i can't resist hugging her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-4174163160323383017?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/4174163160323383017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=4174163160323383017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/4174163160323383017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/4174163160323383017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2010/12/jingle-bell-jingle-bell.html' title='Jingle bell, jingle bell'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-1569438608409719787</id><published>2010-12-19T00:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T09:35:34.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 promises</title><content type='html'>my mood have been like a roller coaster lately. the examination result seemed to affect me so much. my 1st time of failure in academical wise. sometimes i always wonder why of so many stages why would this such situation happen to me when i'm only in university. everything seems to be something wrong with me. i get angry easily. i just had nowhere to throw out the tantrums. putting everything inside my heart. those smiles carved on my face doesn't seem that sincere anymore. even my mentor, Dr. Nazirah realized that. she said, " jangan tengok Jun tu selalu senyum je, tetapi dia sebenarnya stress ". Ya, that is so true.  it's just simply an action to cover up whatever that i don't want to reveal. i can't seemed to concentrate as long as i used to. i'm craving for something. something that even me myself can't identify. "No life". is that what happens to a city girl whom out of sudden goes to study in  a not-so-KL state?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days, i spent kindda a lot of time thinking. thinking of those changes that i would like to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. after the holiday, I must be more rajin than I usually do. Which means I must repetitively read my lecture notes even if i had finished 1 round. The more i read, the more i'll remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I must ask when I don't understand something. don't keep quiet. no people will not know that i don't know unless i ask!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. spending more of my time in library. sleeping? no of course!! to sit down, concentrate and study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. do not always compare myself with someone else. some people are born to learn and memorize and understand things very fast. they can relax more, play more. but i must learn not to do comparison that much or else i'm just giving myself extra pressure. i know that i'm slow but i can still do it. i just need to put in more effort than those gifted people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. there are always great friends around me. friends who are caring, supportive and loving like those friends whom i had met in matriculation. it is just me myself who need to realize the presence of such wonderful friends around me. I am blessed with many wonderful friends! Friendship are not evaluated by quantity but quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i know that i admire someone easily and even liking one easily. recently, i guess i found someone whom i start paying attention to. but for now, i guess i'll called it a stop for temporarily. i'll try my best to avoid him. that is because i know that if i don't meet him, i will not think of him. i have to put my education as a priority. i really need to catch up. the not-so-good result are scaring and bothering me. less distraction means more concentration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. i must not scared of the 4th year wushu senior. there is simply an aura in him which made me fear and feeling unease when he is around. everything will turns wrong when he is around when i'm practicing. I wanted to say these to him for a very long time, " I know you are very good in martial art and even won the nan quan gold medal. but when you're that great, you dun expect me to learn that fast like you do. you had been practicing for years and i'm onli a beginner, a beginner who had only learned about 4 months. how do you expect perfect and flawless movements from me? " thought i really hate him showing his dislike when i learn things so slowly and by saying " whatever lar" whenever he don't have the patient to teach me anymore, but, whats the point of me doing so? making me myself angry. Just treat him transparent will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I must improve! I must not dissappoint my mum and dad and everyone who had harboured so much hope on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that is what i could think of for now. MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-1569438608409719787?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/1569438608409719787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=1569438608409719787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/1569438608409719787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/1569438608409719787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2010/12/8-promises.html' title='8 promises'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-3124351430231313304</id><published>2010-12-16T23:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T10:49:16.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>memorable 19th birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_th1irGcQifQ/TQuwV-dvbbI/AAAAAAAAAFY/GpV8YVJDu3w/s1600/P1040916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551724857255751090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_th1irGcQifQ/TQuwV-dvbbI/AAAAAAAAAFY/GpV8YVJDu3w/s400/P1040916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_th1irGcQifQ/TQuwVoE3zJI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/4D0KWG_cPwk/s1600/P1040898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551724851245862034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_th1irGcQifQ/TQuwVoE3zJI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/4D0KWG_cPwk/s400/P1040898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_th1irGcQifQ/TQuwVRGCqOI/AAAAAAAAAFI/nTC3aK6i76A/s1600/P1040893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551724845076752610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_th1irGcQifQ/TQuwVRGCqOI/AAAAAAAAAFI/nTC3aK6i76A/s400/P1040893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_th1irGcQifQ/TQuwU3DMDGI/AAAAAAAAAFA/eW9d1mcVMTU/s1600/P1040892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551724838085463138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_th1irGcQifQ/TQuwU3DMDGI/AAAAAAAAAFA/eW9d1mcVMTU/s400/P1040892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_th1irGcQifQ/TQuwUgNnSeI/AAAAAAAAAE4/wTjurVhOS74/s1600/P1040887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551724831955175906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_th1irGcQifQ/TQuwUgNnSeI/AAAAAAAAAE4/wTjurVhOS74/s400/P1040887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;28 nov 2010 was definitely a cherishable birthday for me. the surprise birthday party bash thrown out was great! so touched by the amount of people present ( about 27 of them ), the birthday gifts from aslene and the box of many many hand-made roses by fiona, li ping, zhi jie, etc. i know it's weird for you to see this post after so long it had passed but it was just memorable =) *&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i mean minusing the exam*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-3124351430231313304?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/3124351430231313304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=3124351430231313304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/3124351430231313304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/3124351430231313304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2010/12/memorable-19th-birthday.html' title='memorable 19th birthday'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_th1irGcQifQ/TQuwV-dvbbI/AAAAAAAAAFY/GpV8YVJDu3w/s72-c/P1040916.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-7327556638554584130</id><published>2010-12-15T03:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T03:41:46.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a blow</title><content type='html'>i knew that it would be a blow for me. and indeed, it is. for the very 1st time in my life i experienced a major failure. something that is so important to me. a feeling of guilt of remorse engulf me. how should i explained to my beloved parents? i can't bare to dissappoint them for what i had did. let bygone be bygone. no matter how i still have to move forward and do better the next time. for this moment, my heart is still aching and i do not long how long will it last. it is never thaht easy to stand after falling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-7327556638554584130?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/7327556638554584130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=7327556638554584130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/7327556638554584130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/7327556638554584130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2010/12/blow.html' title='a blow'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-8307325571058796533</id><published>2010-12-13T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T09:29:51.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>awakening now</title><content type='html'>As I was scrolling back to my few posts, all of them were me in a very stress condition and teary moments. Well, i can't deny that those moments were daunting and excruciating pain. it was so horrible to such extent that i felt a slight trigger of pain in my heart. Mum told me that was one of the symptom of stress! oh gosh, i think i should really learn to take care of myself more now as i still have 4 and a half years in medical school. i'm all geared up now to compensate those regrets which i had commited. i must be disciplined enough to go through this. less naps, entertainments, chatting and day dreaming! i must score an A this time! Like most of the ppl say, " don't set your target so lowly so that u'll work for it in order to reach the benchmark u had set". Thinking about that, it's so correct to have such mindset. I was so wrong to set such a low target for my examination result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mentally not-so-prepared. i can expect myself to suffer another blow when the result is out very soon. i hope i'll be able to overcome it as soon as possible in order to continue to strive for the promise i had made to myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-8307325571058796533?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/8307325571058796533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=8307325571058796533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/8307325571058796533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/8307325571058796533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2010/12/awakening-now.html' title='awakening now'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-7030681302526003285</id><published>2010-11-29T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T19:18:10.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>selanjar 2</title><content type='html'>the 1st paper of exam is over.. my marks just flew away like that.. it was horrible that i was not able to do even the 1st question.. no matter how much i think, the answer just did not come out.. the diagram was very familiar and i just flipped it over last night but i simply can't recall.. walking out of the exam hall, almost emotionless.. "It happens again, again.." I always wonder is my effort not enough? but the fact is i'm not lazy and i really do harbour a lot of effort for every exam.. blame my short term memory.. for now, everything is mere memorizing and there is no more such thing as using the calculator and twist my head here and there to solve probably even a simple mathematics question.. or neither there are any organic chemistry that i can play and rotate the structures of alkene, carboxylic acid..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-7030681302526003285?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/7030681302526003285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=7030681302526003285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/7030681302526003285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/7030681302526003285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2010/11/selanjar-2.html' title='selanjar 2'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-1145556472786102960</id><published>2010-11-29T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T09:29:42.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>going nuts</title><content type='html'>i am going to go nuts at anytime from this moment.. at this moment instantaneously.. 2moro is exam and I still have lots of notes to be read.. the immense pressure is killing me.. so far this had been the worse birthday that i had to go through.. firstly is the selanjar 2 exam and the next one would be having my best friend and dad to forget about my bday totally! i'm feeling like giving up now.. i know i won't do well this time.. i am just convincing myself that i can at least pass.. did i really choose the correct path? it doesnt seems to be that enjoyable as i thought. STRESS!!! STRESS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-1145556472786102960?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/1145556472786102960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=1145556472786102960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/1145556472786102960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/1145556472786102960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2010/11/going-nuts.html' title='going nuts'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-7768629774127544562</id><published>2010-11-26T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T09:31:56.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>despicable me</title><content type='html'>Thinking of those hopes and faiths that both my mum and dad had on me really touches me. I can't bare to dissappoint them. Those encouraging words from them are the main spices that keep me going. Please, I really do not want to dissappoint them. Mum said, " jus do your best will do. I'll pray hard for you so that u'll pass and do well in your exam. Just be calm. You can surely do it." Arr.. Time is really running out. What should I do? I don't hav time to revise and remember. My brain is jammed now!!! Really very very stress :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-7768629774127544562?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/7768629774127544562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=7768629774127544562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/7768629774127544562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/7768629774127544562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2010/11/despicable-me.html' title='despicable me'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-1039626080483426743</id><published>2010-11-24T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T04:40:47.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't...</title><content type='html'>I finally broke down. My lacrimal gland is producing  streams of tears. Finally, I broke down due to the stress of being a medical student and exams, again! &gt;.&lt; The emotion just engulfed me out of nowhere and I can't bare to held it up anymore. I'm really tired. Both mentally and physically. Being a medical student is really challenging my brain capacity beyond my imagination. Apparently, it's seems like my brain is getting tinier. I know I will not give up that easily cos my heart is telling me to stay strong and continue to fight for what I had ever wanted so much. But... Please, help me to get through this.. I'm really tired now, for this moment...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-1039626080483426743?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/1039626080483426743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=1039626080483426743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/1039626080483426743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/1039626080483426743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-cant.html' title='I can&apos;t...'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-1608933382644706429</id><published>2010-11-23T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T06:33:48.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The confident that is lost is very hard to be found again. I just simply could not believe and have a strong fate in myself. It vanished out of sudden.It's hard for me to overcome it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-1608933382644706429?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/1608933382644706429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=1608933382644706429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/1608933382644706429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/1608933382644706429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2010/11/confident-that-is-lost-is-very-hard-to.html' title=''/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-2430449170709106012</id><published>2010-11-21T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T11:23:07.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A phrase uttered</title><content type='html'>I'm so touched by a phrase uttered from a little boy. "I'm sad. How I wish to be with my grandparents now.." The photo meant so much to him. A photo whereby he will cherished a lot, a lot and accompany him as he grow up. Little did I thought that a boy at such an early age could understand so much and think so wisely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-2430449170709106012?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/2430449170709106012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=2430449170709106012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/2430449170709106012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/2430449170709106012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2010/11/phrase-uttered.html' title='A phrase uttered'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-6074920819956771176</id><published>2010-11-16T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T11:40:27.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CVS</title><content type='html'>It's 3.33am in the morning and i'm still crunching my Cardiovascular system ECG notes. " go, go, go.. YOU CAN DO IT!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-6074920819956771176?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/6074920819956771176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=6074920819956771176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/6074920819956771176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/6074920819956771176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2010/11/cvs.html' title='CVS'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-4679327930637815195</id><published>2010-11-14T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T07:59:07.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Norm in the society</title><content type='html'>Out of a sudden, a feeling of fear envelopes my heart . The people in university are simply unpredictable. Even a simple mistake or “terlanjur kata-kata/perbuatan”, it will be spread all over around the campus, FB and blogs!!! But, dun worry. It’s not happening to me yet so far. Tis happens to a friend of mine. I guess sometimes it’s really hard to judge a people by its cover. You may think your act is okay and acceptable but some other ppl will think that it’s not right to do that. Once again that’s what we call “FREEDOM”.  Its simply a norm in the society. Whether we like it or not, there are always ppl who will support and who will against. We’ll have no choice but to learn to accept it eventhough, “IT’S VERY HARD YOU KNOW???” I guess the best way is to believe in yourself. If u think u’re rite then continue with it, even if u’re wrong it also does not mean it’s a dead end! There are always alternative ways in our life. Just please do not ask me anymore, “do you think I am right?” I am mutual. I do not stand on anyone’s side. I do not know how to answer u. I don’t know who is right and who is wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-4679327930637815195?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/4679327930637815195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=4679327930637815195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/4679327930637815195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/4679327930637815195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2010/11/norm-in-society.html' title='Norm in the society'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-4533853036462246670</id><published>2010-11-07T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T06:04:36.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>missing home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm missing home more than i usually do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*finally my studying mood is back!*&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/198919269343269190-4533853036462246670?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/4533853036462246670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=4533853036462246670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/4533853036462246670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/4533853036462246670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2010/11/missing-home.html' title='missing home'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-5898237523458862654</id><published>2010-11-03T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T00:42:48.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>input = output</title><content type='html'>Oh no... I'm in a big trouble... Is there something wrong with me recently? Just can't stop emo-ing..Tak terkata, kata-kata yang terpendam dalam hatiku. Tak dapatku bayangkan apa yang akan terjadi pada diriku jika aku teruskan keadaan sebegini. Tak kira apa jua yang telah berlaku, samada perkara yang remeh mahupun tak berapa penting, ia tetap akan berlegar-legar di dalam lapangan fikiran saya. Kadangkala saya benar-benar teringin untuk menumpukan perhatian yang sepenuhnya ketika saya mengulangkaji. Namun, saya tidak dapat melakukannya. Fikiran saya kerapkali melayang ke alam fantasi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-5898237523458862654?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/5898237523458862654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=5898237523458862654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/5898237523458862654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/5898237523458862654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2010/11/input-output.html' title='input = output'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-8661324439175348878</id><published>2010-11-01T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T01:34:51.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>unusual holiday</title><content type='html'>It’s rainy season in Kelantan. And I can expect daily non-stop downpours. Ah... The weather is soothing and breezy. The best time to take a nap! But at the same time, my laundry will not be drying. Drenched wet with a weird smell. Today is Sunday, 31 October, 2010, and I do not have class. ( btw, Friday and Saturday is weekend in Kelantan ) You must be wandering why, when there is actually no public holiday stated in the calendar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning: Ashlene’s sms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun 2day no class. Jus wan 2 inform u! Enjoy your holiday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Eh.. How come? Yippie :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlene : &lt;em&gt;Kelantan won in football&lt;/em&gt;. Very sweat 1 la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Haha.. Okay :) really very sweat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess u should know the reason now. It’s such a surprise to me. Never thought a state will actually get a day off due to the success of a football match. Anyway, THANKS KELANTAN FOOTBALL TEAM! Without u all, i won’t be getting an another extra day to be lazy. Haha.. Time to back to my Diencephalon brain notes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-8661324439175348878?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/8661324439175348878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=8661324439175348878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/8661324439175348878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/8661324439175348878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2010/11/unusual-holiday.html' title='unusual holiday'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-4314789322105447142</id><published>2010-10-27T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T07:12:02.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Should I believe the statement you had told me before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your acts are confusing me&lt;br /&gt;So do your words are confusing me too&lt;br /&gt;You really makes me wonder what are you thinking at times&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-4314789322105447142?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/4314789322105447142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=4314789322105447142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/4314789322105447142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/4314789322105447142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2010/10/should-i-believe-statement-you-had-told.html' title=''/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-7208511140901113009</id><published>2010-10-26T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T00:35:16.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am moving forward now</title><content type='html'>I'm back from my 3 days 2 nights short break at KL, my home sweet home. I know it's really a short break and a wastage of money as the airticket cost me RM350 ( 2 ways) from kota bharu to KL! But finally I felt my heart is much lighter as compared to before this. Educational stress, emotional stress, finally relieved. Finally, i'm able to concentrate in my studies once again after the much of non-stop disappointment tears. During my trip back to KL, I realized something. I start to enjoy SHOPPING a lot!!! I wonder is it because i'm studying at kelantan??? I bought JYJ album and their songs are nice :) Surprisingly, I started liking to listen to Fahrenheit songs now. Their album Super Hot changed my impression and is a total fresh things as compared to what they normally does. Love the Wu Chun MV a lot!!! But of course, Jay Chou, you are still my no. 1 :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm busying preparing for the wushu nan quan performance for the USM CNY 2011. Time management once again. Balancing the time to study and activities. Got to back to study now. Signing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;** I am moving forward now, but being able to leave the past behind??? **&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-7208511140901113009?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/7208511140901113009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=7208511140901113009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/7208511140901113009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/7208511140901113009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2010/10/am-moving-forward-now.html' title='Am moving forward now'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-2030417727483716235</id><published>2010-10-17T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T06:24:29.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>unexpected</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;result is out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i passed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's a C+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's hard for me to accept that I actually screwed up in my SEQ ( short essay question ) paper. OMG... I was expecting at least I will pass my essay paper but in the end I failed! It affects my overall paper eventhough I scored an A- for my MCQ. Ahhhhhhhh.. Most of the KL medic student scored B- and above, and I'm probably the odd one. Probably its my fault once again for not finishing reading the notes before entering the exam hall. I can't bear to smile anymore today. No mood. Signing off now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-2030417727483716235?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/2030417727483716235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=2030417727483716235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/2030417727483716235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/2030417727483716235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2010/10/unexpected.html' title='unexpected'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-4949960941469578413</id><published>2010-10-14T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T06:14:41.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time to walk now, or else I'll have to run tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Losing my confidence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the blue...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seems to be lacking of something at USM Kelantan which made me feel empty at times. I really miss the friend whom I had met in matriculation. Losing my confidence is exactly what I am facing now. No matter what I do, it’s always imperfect. I learn music, but I could not use it as i’m simply not good enough. I learn martial art, but once again it’s just half pail of water. I play badminton, but my standard is not good enough to qualify till the final. All I have is disappointment. Why do I learn things so slowly? Why am I always the tortoise in the fairytale of the race between a rabbit and tortoise? People might tell me, “Jun, it’s okay to be slow. As long you understand and enjoy what you are doing.” It’s really hurtful when you see everyone able to do the routine whereas you’re the only one lost there and had to be coached personally by senior. Just imagine, the only one out of about 30 people.  I had been rather emotional lately. I just could not pay attention to what am i studying. I tried my best remembering every single fact in the notes. But, input is equal to output. Is it so called procrastinating?  I know I should stand up now because if i don’t walk today, i’ll have to run tomorrow. Now, it is exactly the time for me to catch up the stacks of notes which i had left behind for the nervous system block. Result for Selanjar 1 will be out on this Tuesday. All i wish is just a pass. I’ll be contented. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-4949960941469578413?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/4949960941469578413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=4949960941469578413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/4949960941469578413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/4949960941469578413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-time-to-walk-now-or-else-ill-have.html' title='It&apos;s time to walk now, or else I&apos;ll have to run tomorrow'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-5916352997717942777</id><published>2010-09-07T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T10:40:29.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The stress are trully hard to be beared. Now then only i know that it is not easy to be a medical student. Diligent, perseverence, understanding of what is being taught are amongst a must quality. But the truth is, i don't think so i own these qualities. After coming back from briefing by Kah Sui and Chii Keong, i realized that i don't know many things. Once again, STUDY STRESS is back. Time constraint, time constraint!!!! How am i suppose to fit everything into my brain during a mere 1 weeks holiday? I'm really in a state of confusion and extreme pressure now. Arghhhhhhhhhhhh.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-5916352997717942777?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/5916352997717942777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=5916352997717942777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/5916352997717942777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/5916352997717942777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2010/09/stress-are-trully-hard-to-be-beared.html' title=''/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-7887600175034526548</id><published>2010-05-06T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T10:15:00.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>da happenings</title><content type='html'>finally i'm back from kmpk.. it's had been nearly about 2++ weeks since i came back. Life had been very much relaxed as compared to those stressful moments in kmpk. There had not been much happening though since i came back from kmpk. All i could say is, i am simply lazying around. Indulging many scrumptious food, a good night sleep, going on a trip and etc. Eventhough i am repeating this so called "boring routine" ( as mentioned by some of my friends) daily, i would still think that this is great. TRULLY GREAT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let see... during this holiday, i went for a trip to genting with my matrix friends which consist of 11 people all together. And i guess this is probably the 1st time i am going out for a trip and staying in a hotel with frens. We went to the snow house and it was soooo cold inside! we did something naughty there which is we brought in the camera even though we are not allowed to. but who cares :P ( the people who jaga inside did not notice anyway.. keke...) Then we went for a steamboat and ate lots and lots of food. We spent about 2 hours there eating and snapping photos. Next, was the highlight of our trip to genting, which is the outdoor theme park. The penang gang especially jesmon was excited. ROLLER COASTER,SPACE SHOT, here i comes!!! haha.. space shot ride gave me a shock as i was shouting all the way and my hand was trembling after the ride. But... it was scary and yet exciting. We spent 3 days and 2 nights there. To all my dear friends who came along to genting, thanks a lot and i do really feel very happy to join this trip. THANKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off now.. bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s : result will be out soon on 18 may 2010 and i am nervous. hoping very much for 4 flat!!! let's hope that it would be a dream come true for me :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-7887600175034526548?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/7887600175034526548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=7887600175034526548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/7887600175034526548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/7887600175034526548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2010/05/da-happenings.html' title='da happenings'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-9220800858303128097</id><published>2010-01-12T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T00:00:17.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bunches of friends at KMPk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_th1irGcQifQ/S0159pP8blI/AAAAAAAAADo/Cbo3NxeNdL0/s1600-h/DSC01028.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it had been a very long time since i last posted something in this blog. Semester 2 had just begun for about 2 months. Life is still as busy as bumble bee and the loads of assignments are simply unbearable. But the irony is, i enjoy being in kolej matrikulasi perak despite the hectic and busy schedules. There is only 1 factor that kept alive which is the bunch of friends whom i met here. Let the pictures do some talking :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_th1irGcQifQ/S0159e8DpJI/AAAAAAAAADg/QqNGWkNSnmI/s1600-h/DSC00699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_th1irGcQifQ/S0159e8DpJI/AAAAAAAAADg/QqNGWkNSnmI/s400/DSC00699.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426127223235257490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 *my tutor and lecture hall friends*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_th1irGcQifQ/S01580VZpPI/AAAAAAAAADY/7QdNkkpkx0w/s1600-h/13056_1269612134169_1045818482_832572_500102_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_th1irGcQifQ/S01580VZpPI/AAAAAAAAADY/7QdNkkpkx0w/s400/13056_1269612134169_1045818482_832572_500102_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426127211798832370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           *from left: me (jie jun), yinn shien, pei shan, sin yoong, kai lin *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_th1irGcQifQ/S0158YCVAhI/AAAAAAAAADQ/cxWxoNiByoA/s1600-h/19270_1312497887802_1091291089_941770_5355506_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_th1irGcQifQ/S0158YCVAhI/AAAAAAAAADQ/cxWxoNiByoA/s400/19270_1312497887802_1091291089_941770_5355506_s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426127204202643986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                       *jun and mae*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps till here i am goin to write for this moment. mayb if there are more time i'll upload more pics then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-9220800858303128097?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/9220800858303128097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=9220800858303128097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/9220800858303128097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/9220800858303128097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2010/01/bunches-of-friends-at-kmpk.html' title='bunches of friends at KMPk'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_th1irGcQifQ/S0159e8DpJI/AAAAAAAAADg/QqNGWkNSnmI/s72-c/DSC00699.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-749352721836602162</id><published>2009-09-25T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T10:56:04.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;SEMESTER 1 FINAL EXAM a.k.a PSPM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IS JUST GETTING NEAR AND NEAR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I DO REALLY REALLY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HOPE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HOPE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HOPE &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I COULD GET "A's" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-749352721836602162?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/749352721836602162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Busy....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Busy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Busy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Busy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably that is the only word i could describe my life now at matrix. 2 more days of holiday and i'll be back to Gopeng and continue to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perseverence&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Diligent&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/198919269343269190-3723468425318774538?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-493257320766383770</id><published>2009-05-10T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T08:49:29.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello.. see you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hello i am back from ns camp.. the experience at camp was great!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sorry i got no time to update ( wee sheong, sorry if i dissapoint u.. hehe.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am goin to study tomoro at perak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my friends, take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-493257320766383770?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-3495771856136952574</id><published>2009-03-11T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T00:08:22.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spm result day!!!</title><content type='html'>Nervous. Cannot sleep well last night. That should be the emotion for most of us who would be taking result today. As for me, I fall into deep slumber quite early last night about 11 pm on the sofa. Maybe I was exhausted after the long driving exam yesterday. Miraclely i woke up at 9.15am today without the help of an alarm clock to jolt me awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached school at about 10.10am and the result is still not out yet! OMG, the 50 minutes of waiting was rather a dreadful moment. ( *seems like over exaggerating.. hehe..) So I take those time to chit chat with my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Kring!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Kring!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That was an indication that we can take our SPM result at the dewan. My heartbeat was getting FASTER and FASTER! I quequed up ( mind my spelling), saw Pn Aliza and there it goes my result. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(SIGH OF RELIEF FINALLY)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; SPECIAL THANKS&lt;/span&gt; to my "little brother" Eugene and Fabian that accompany me all the time till I take my result.  Our school students did very well this year. Congratulation to everyone!!! :)&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/198919269343269190-3495771856136952574?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/3495771856136952574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=3495771856136952574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/3495771856136952574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/3495771856136952574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2009/03/spm-result-day.html' title='Spm result day!!!'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-5288352645178619648</id><published>2009-03-11T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T00:10:13.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving exam</title><content type='html'>11 march 2009...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving exam falls on today.  I woke up at 6am as the driving centre will be sending 25 of us to Tanjung Karang for the exam. It took us nearly an hour plus to reach there. Wow! thats pretty long i guess. As we reached there we filled in a JPJ blue form and get our "nombor giliran" and mine was 57. We were sorted into different groups. 1 group is on the road and another group is for the (mendaki bukit, side parking and 3 point turn). My teacher told me, " Don't nervous. Just do the all the things I had tought you. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most scary part was mendaki bukit. As what was thought by my driving teacher,  i should tarik my handbrake, release brake and raise up my hand. Before i could do those 3 actions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JPJ : Apa nombor kamu?&lt;br /&gt;Jie Jun : Err... lima puluh tujuh.&lt;br /&gt;JPJ :  Loong Jie Jun?&lt;br /&gt;Jie Jun : Ya, itu nama saya.&lt;br /&gt;JPJ : Jalan.... Jalan!!!&lt;br /&gt;Jie Jun : ( i was nervous after hearing that "jalan" word) huh? Saya gagal ar?&lt;br /&gt;JPJ : Saya tak kata kamu gagal la.. ( laughing) Saya suruh kamu jalan la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew.. luckily..That was a heart attack for me! Haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-5288352645178619648?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/5288352645178619648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=5288352645178619648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/5288352645178619648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/5288352645178619648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2009/03/11-march-2009.html' title='Driving exam'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-7388943975319619925</id><published>2009-03-03T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T05:30:09.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>16 days more !!! My days of entering NS camp is drawing nearer and nearer. Well, I had bought a just-nice-sized luggage bag at only RM 29.90, some snacks, plaster and many more ( necessities i meant ) at Carrefour yesterday. I know its a little bit too early to buy all these things but its better than to rush in the last minute rite? Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this pass feel week I had been following my wushu's master to class. I had to admit that teaching is FUN and so far so good. I went to a few school like Convent Bukit Nanas (CBN), La Salle, Lai Meng, KDU and Kota Damansara. The small kids at Sri KDU school are so cute eventhough they do not always listen to me. ( I guess its okay as they are only small kids :) Some of them even offer me some sweets. As return, I bought them lollipop instead. AND small kids do really like that very much! Meanwhile, the girls at CBN are nice and friendly. When they first saw me, the 1st thing they did were giving me a warm and pleasant smile. However there there were some small misunderstood between me and the teachers earlier there due to some confusion. Haha.. Lets the dialog explain :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jie Jun : Good afternoon teacher. Emm..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teacher : Why are you wearing like that?!! (in a rather high tone) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* for your info, I was wearing my wushu blouse tucked into my pants&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jie Jun : (start to panic) Err... Teacher... I am not a student in this school (CBN). Today my wushu master will be late today as he got something to do and I'll be conducting the warm up today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teacher : Ou, icic. Haha.. I am so sorry. I thought you were of one my girls.BTW, I am Miss Choo. And you are?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jie Jun : (sigh of relief) You can call me Miss Jun.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  It was a nice experience to conduct a wushu class for my very 1st time although hearing people to call me "Miss Jun" or "teacher" was rather weird for me. Haha.. Thank you master for giving me this chance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-7388943975319619925?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/7388943975319619925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=7388943975319619925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/7388943975319619925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/7388943975319619925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2009/03/16-days-more-my-days-of-entering-ns.html' title=''/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-3880814826167221714</id><published>2009-02-26T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T04:02:20.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>" You're not alone.."</title><content type='html'>Time flies... Do you think so? Recently I am slightly more busy than as usual. Maybe that is the reason why time flies. To someone the word "busy" is something that is tiring and not nice. As for me, a girl who has yet to start her working life, thinks that it is good to fill my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what is wrong with me recently? Out of sudden, I felt lonely and the feeling is back again. I feel that I am living in a lonely world at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this moment, I received a sms. "You're not alone....". I whispered to myself, " Ya, maybe I am not alone. Perhaps I am just thinking too much. I think its time for me to release something that do not belong to me."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-3880814826167221714?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/3880814826167221714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=3880814826167221714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/3880814826167221714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/3880814826167221714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2009/02/youre-not-alone.html' title='&quot; You&apos;re not alone..&quot;'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-8045198111813417534</id><published>2009-02-23T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T19:10:55.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG! Driving is certaintly dangerous. I really had to admit it! ( mayb my driving skill is bad.. hehe..)  I nearly bang a car just now!!! It happens at the hill somewhere at my housing area when the car sudddenly reversed. Phew.. Luckily..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lesson that I learnt today :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not release the clutch fully when at the hill or else "mati enjin"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remember to change to gear 1&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Always look left and right when I am at the junction.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not press accelerator when doing a turn the corner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And most important of all, stay CALM in whatever situation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hopefully my next on the road experience will better :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-8045198111813417534?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/8045198111813417534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=8045198111813417534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/8045198111813417534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/8045198111813417534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2009/02/omg-driving-is-certaintly-dangerous.html' title=''/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-6652190053244126087</id><published>2009-02-18T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T20:51:06.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cinta akan negara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Taat setia kepada raja dan negara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" Don't talk about pendidikan moral ok?? haha.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;( thats what Khang Loone said. hehe...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;deng!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I willl soon be going to NS camp, 2nd batch ! ! !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( I dunno how to describe my emotion right now. Sad, happy? )&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/198919269343269190-6652190053244126087?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/6652190053244126087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=6652190053244126087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/6652190053244126087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/6652190053244126087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2009/02/cinta-akan-negara-taat-setia-kepada.html' title=''/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-7301012024397277949</id><published>2009-02-14T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T08:03:49.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;When someone is over exaggerating about an issue how would you feel? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;UNCOMFORTABLE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thats what i felt.. I am so worried that my capability is simply not enough to fulfill the task. I do really really hope that everything is in control and it will go well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-7301012024397277949?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/7301012024397277949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=7301012024397277949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/7301012024397277949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/7301012024397277949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-someone-is-over-exaggerating-about.html' title=''/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-5091014496353736610</id><published>2009-02-05T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T06:04:39.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some beautiful memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_th1irGcQifQ/SYrwVtrj7kI/AAAAAAAAACU/yGL7kcKrX58/s1600-h/P6240005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299312167385034306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 339px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_th1irGcQifQ/SYrwVtrj7kI/AAAAAAAAACU/yGL7kcKrX58/s400/P6240005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_th1irGcQifQ/SYrwVb1jwVI/AAAAAAAAACM/2G8lbU_lcQU/s1600-h/5_meranti_design.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299312162595127634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 411px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_th1irGcQifQ/SYrwVb1jwVI/AAAAAAAAACM/2G8lbU_lcQU/s400/5_meranti_design.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Most of us are parted due to achieve our dream..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the beautiful memories we had are still there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/198919269343269190-5091014496353736610?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/5091014496353736610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=5091014496353736610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/5091014496353736610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/5091014496353736610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2009/02/some-beautiful-memories.html' title='Some beautiful memories'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_th1irGcQifQ/SYrwVtrj7kI/AAAAAAAAACU/yGL7kcKrX58/s72-c/P6240005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-5863244323839085491</id><published>2009-01-31T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T08:22:01.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>confused</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;When I thought of giving up everything as an ending, there it comes another phone call. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Why everything seems to be so confusing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;我是在想太多吗？&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/198919269343269190-5863244323839085491?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/5863244323839085491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=5863244323839085491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/5863244323839085491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/5863244323839085491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2009/01/confused.html' title='confused'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-1374545445298784500</id><published>2009-01-29T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T09:17:16.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay! Trip to 1U</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today i went to 1U with Jun Wen, Sze Man, Wei Foong, Kok Wing, my sis and I. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1st i arrived there at 2PM and we meet up at Carl's Jr. and Jun Wen were eating a TWO layer burger while Kok Wing and the others were having some softdrinks and french fries! After that we went into a Japanese shop to buy 6 sticks of something like oreo ice-cream which were belanja by Jun Wen. Hehe.. thank you! Then we went window shopping and we spend most of our time in S&amp;amp;J.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4.15pm we went and watched The Wedding Game which were starred by Fann Wong and Christopher Lee.The movie was FUNNY AND HILARIOUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6.30PM we went to SHOGUN and had our buffet dinner. There were sashimi, sushi, chinese cuisine and many many more. We ate a lot a lot a lot of food and we spend nearly 2 hours there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was tiring but this trip was very very nice and it had been such a long time since I last went out with my friends. The emotion right now for me to describe is I am HAPPY! Haha :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-1374545445298784500?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/1374545445298784500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=1374545445298784500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/1374545445298784500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/1374545445298784500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2009/01/yay-trip-to-1u.html' title='Yay! Trip to 1U'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-1776598026340702190</id><published>2009-01-26T00:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T00:26:59.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese Niu Year!!!</title><content type='html'>Yay! CNY finally had come. Soooo excited. Food food food and ANGPAO! I wonder how much angpao i will receive this year. Haha.. Today is day 1 of cny and till now i haven received any red packets yet. The countdown is still on..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-1776598026340702190?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/1776598026340702190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=1776598026340702190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/1776598026340702190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/1776598026340702190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2009/01/chinese-niu-year.html' title='Chinese Niu Year!!!'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-5877525814245228611</id><published>2009-01-21T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T07:18:37.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;To someone this may be a small problem.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But to me the pain is truly imbearable! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How long will it takes to heal my fragile heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How long more do I need to endure this pain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's hurting me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;OUCH!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-5877525814245228611?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/5877525814245228611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=5877525814245228611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/5877525814245228611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/5877525814245228611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2009/01/ouch.html' title='Ouch !'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-9050078123555896491</id><published>2009-01-14T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T19:42:55.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding back my tears..</title><content type='html'>I am frustrated, dissappointed and angry. But where should i vent my anger? Punching my hands on the wall? I know it hurts. Cry? I don't know what is happenning to me recently. Emotionally. You know, sometimes things just doesn't go in the manner we wish. At this point I really need a friend who i can talk to. " A friend in need is a friend indeed'? How if your so called "best friend" lies to you? Ya, i think its time for me to reconsider that phrase. Luckily, i found a good friend whom i can talk and speak to. I know that my problems will not solve 100% but at least i could feel much better after telling off the problems to the friend of mine. I don't know what i should say but i am glad to have this friend of mine who is always there to help me and give me encouragement. Thank you very much! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-9050078123555896491?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/9050078123555896491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=9050078123555896491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/9050078123555896491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/9050078123555896491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2009/01/holding-back-my-tears.html' title='Holding back my tears..'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-3235707198287573140</id><published>2009-01-07T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T01:11:08.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perseverance, diligent and strength?</title><content type='html'>Last night i went to master wong's wushu class for the very first time. The class was pretty tough and i was worn out by the class ended. The next morning i had muscle aches all over my body especially my legs! Pain, pain... Everything was tough, tough and tough! Pushing up, frog jump, up and down.. I think i had done each of that around 30 times or more. I think i was rather blur yesterday and i did so much mistakes during the horse riding stance. I hope it did not gave a bad impression to Master Wong. My mind was nearly blank when it comes to choosing 3 sets of wushudao and doing it. What happened to me?! Most of the wushu students there are great. Some of them are already sirs, black belt, champion of tournaments and that really gave me a fright! My first thought was "Do I deserved to be in this class?". But i think the only way i could do is to work extra hard and try not to give up that easily. Perseverance, diligent and strength is what i need!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-3235707198287573140?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/3235707198287573140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=3235707198287573140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/3235707198287573140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/3235707198287573140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2009/01/perseverance-diligent-and-strength.html' title='Perseverance, diligent and strength?'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-8491747539997501403</id><published>2009-01-05T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T00:25:27.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>joy n laughter n loneliness</title><content type='html'>Today it's the 2nd day since the school reopens. It made me reminisce the wonderful moment i had with my friends at school. We talk, recess,eat and play together. We sat in the same exam hall facing the same exam paper and tried our best to achieve excellent results. I would never forget the joy and laughter we had together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it had been around 1 month since i completed the spm exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as time pass by, i suddenly felt lonely.It seems like no going to school means i will start to lose my friends one by one, day by day. Sometimes i do wish my friends will at least ask me "how are you?". This is quite disheartening. I wondered how long this feeling would last. Maybe someday, days from now, this feeling would decrease to a point where i could bear with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-8491747539997501403?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/8491747539997501403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=8491747539997501403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/8491747539997501403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/8491747539997501403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2009/01/joy-n-laughter-n-loneliness.html' title='joy n laughter n loneliness'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-4799175912123445203</id><published>2008-12-29T20:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T20:12:17.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulation my dear mei mei, Jie Yan!</title><content type='html'>Mei mei,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;CONGRATULATION &lt;/span&gt;for getting 7A'S for your PMR!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-4799175912123445203?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/4799175912123445203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=4799175912123445203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/4799175912123445203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/4799175912123445203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2008/12/congratulation-my-dear-mei-mei-jie-yan.html' title='Congratulation my dear mei mei, Jie Yan!'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-1681618017127078485</id><published>2008-12-29T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T20:07:43.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After christmas...</title><content type='html'>Let me see what happened recently. 1st of all, I had passed my wushu grading test and i am now officially &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; belt. I am sooooo happy and i really wanted to thank Master Wong and Sir Benny for giving me a second chance to complete my wushudao 7.I had recently went for an intructor course at KIP.We were given some briefing on "How to be a good instructor?" and the proper way to do horse riding stance, forward stance,... which were taught by Kah Hui and Sook Yee.My next mission is to perform well and get my&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; red&lt;/span&gt; belt as soon as possible. Another thing would be, I hope i could enter the wushu team pattern and that would be great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I went to The Curve to celebrate my cousin's son birthday. It was held at Marche, a restaurant originated from Swiss. Mar-Shay means market. There were so much delectable and mouth-watering foods. Pasta,pizza, cakes, baked potato and the list went on. For me, I had a chicken cheese hot dog, a cup of  Mochafrapuccino, lime green tea, strawberry cake,some pasta and fish. My stomach was so full!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next would be I went for undang exam last friday. I manage to get 48 over 50. I guess thats a pretty nice score i guess. Haha..There we so many questions on Sistem KEJARA. Luckily Sze Yin told me to read on that. Thanks Sze Yin! Next week i am going to go for 6 hours kursus and soon get my L license. Weeee! Can't wait to start my 1st practical lesson!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-1681618017127078485?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/1681618017127078485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=1681618017127078485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/1681618017127078485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/1681618017127078485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2008/12/after-christmas.html' title='After christmas...'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-5192438122809263210</id><published>2008-12-24T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T23:16:22.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>Christmas eve is today! Yup, I went to my cousin brother's house to celebrate christmas eve for the 2nd time. Other than my family, my cousin sister, my cousin's sister son,...(actually i am already a grandaunty! Sounds old rite?) There were so many small kids there and the house was NOISY! I guess it's normal for kids to shout here shout there i think.. hehe.. The kids were playing PSP, watching cartoon and so on..Our dinner time were late, around 9pm i guess..my stomach was growling! I AM HUNGRY!!! Haha.. "Aiyo, the turkey is half cooked?"And the answer was yes. So, my mum and my cousin drove to the restaurant and returned with a 100% cooked turkey.Other than turkey, we also had Lala, kerang, lamb's drumstick, sushi, jelly, cake...Phew.. Finally..MAKAN, MAKAN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-5192438122809263210?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/5192438122809263210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=5192438122809263210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/5192438122809263210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/5192438122809263210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-4614175810188908766</id><published>2008-12-23T00:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T00:50:31.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>am i getting slower?</title><content type='html'>Wushu grading test is coming and this time would be from brown to pink belt.. Arrr! Nightmare again... there is so much to learn for brown belt.. seems like it is getting harder and harder..360 degree jumping turning kick, 405 degree jumping turning kick? Thats really challenging..there is so much to remember for wushudao 7 and i am just very slow for some unknown reasons.. I always think "is my brain that slow? or am i  the kind of person born and have to work extra hard in order to achieve something?" I do really envy my friends who can remember how to do the wushudao 7 after being taught for once or twice.. how bout me? I have to do very much more than that in order to remember..Haiz, not that i want to, but the feeling of the hard learning process is very uncomfortable for me.. NOT FAIR!!! Mayb the only way i could do is to strive and work harder for it! Let's hope i could pass my grading test and get my pink belt soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-4614175810188908766?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/4614175810188908766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=4614175810188908766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/4614175810188908766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/4614175810188908766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2008/12/am-i-getting-slower.html' title='am i getting slower?'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-2868132996185964771</id><published>2008-12-20T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T06:23:37.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Job?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmm.. i decided to post something here since i seems to have nothing much to do now.. well, spm is over and i hav nothing much to worry... life is so far so good i guess.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recently i went for a job interview at a pasta shop.. " I'll call you back as soon as possible" thats what the manager told me.. My 1st thought was " Nah, i don't think so they will hire me. Furthermore i got no experience working as a waiter." Guess what? They called me and asked me to start working tomorrow. Wow! That feeling was great. But.... i finally turned off the job after i calculated (ceh, show off my maths and add mm skill? *perasan* Haha..)  my transport and food expenditure as it is not really enough to cover those expenditure. Haha.. Nevermind la, at least i know that people would like to hire me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe i can use my time to study for my undang and concentrate on my driving lesson perhaps..Can't wait to drive! I always wonder what is the feeling? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-2868132996185964771?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/2868132996185964771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=2868132996185964771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/2868132996185964771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/2868132996185964771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2008/12/job.html' title='Job?'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-9089147292063361395</id><published>2008-12-12T01:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T00:30:21.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wushu Camp</title><content type='html'>I am back!!! From wushu camp which was held from 9th December to 11 December. The camp was held at PUSAT BELIA BUKIT LAGONG (somewhere at selayang). I met so many new friends at the camp ( Kah Hui, Sook Yee, Yung Han, Pei Er, Su Mien, Damy,...) Some of them are from SMK Kepong, Puteri Titiwangsa, Maxwell,.. and some of them are currently in college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Happen???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Me, my sister (Jie Yan), Bee Kun and Sze Nee reach the camp. While on the way to the camp site, the car hav to pass through a small road, juz fit for 1 and a half car to pass through..Phew, luckily my mum is a great driver! There were only river and forest around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hmm.. there were 26 wushu and non-wushu member who took part in this camp. We were divided into 4 groups and i am in group 2. My group consist of 6 members. Me, Fabian,Yung Han (my group leader), Dickson, Ming Li( he's sooo tall) and Sze Yuin. Our group name is "Wanted Jokers". Sounds weird rite? haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Lunch time! We went to the canteen approximately b4 1.30pm, if not kena DENDA cuci all the cups and plates. Chicken, vegetables, sambal were the lauk for our lunch. After that we had indoor games. We had to guess what kind of drink is in the cup and what is in the bread. OMG! Our group loss 2 times! Our group had to drink &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;VINEGAR &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;without adding a drop of water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and eat &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;WASABI&lt;/span&gt;! The vinegar was horrible and tears flow out from my eye automatically as it flow into my stomach. Yukky! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;At night we had jungle trekking. 3 "jurulatih" and our wushu sir came along to guide us. Standing right in front of me was MASTER WONG. The track was rather slippery that night. I nearly slide down the slope! Luckily Master Wong was there to held my hand. Phew... Scary.. We cross through the river, kampung orang asli and finally back to our camp site.. Tired tired.. Zzzzz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;On the second day we had rock climbing, flying fox, commando and indoor games. Rock climbing was really testing my stamina. Both my hand and leg muscle was sooooooo tired after that. I barely had any energy to continue the commando. Zzzzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Commando Time!!!! We had to pass through the shaky bridge, tarzan-ing, cat dive (yukky as we had to immerse our whole body into the mud water! ) Then we went to the river and play water! Yippie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Haha... i think i better stop here know as it would be tooooo lenghty n put everyone asleep! When i got the photos then i'll upload k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-9089147292063361395?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/9089147292063361395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=9089147292063361395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/9089147292063361395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/9089147292063361395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2008/12/wushu-camp.html' title='Wushu Camp'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-7328459983139358185</id><published>2008-11-26T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T05:01:29.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPM it's over!!!! Ambition???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Yay! Exam is finally over.Finally i can take a good rest..Zzzzz.. What a relief.. Well, i guess my exam went pretty well.At least i could finish doing my paper and pass up on time! Especially my add maths paper. Seems like now i just need to be patient and wait for the result..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Seems like now i have to start to make decision what is really my ambition? Is doctor really my ambition? How if i regret after choosing this road and continue to persue with my ambiton? Recently i read an article that says that every month there will be at least 5 doctors who are suffering from phychiatric problem! Gosh, that sounds horrible! If were to choose doctor as my ambition, i would be going to form 6, that's for sure.. This is really a big problem! Should i choose doctor as my ambition?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-7328459983139358185?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/7328459983139358185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=7328459983139358185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/7328459983139358185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/7328459983139358185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2008/11/spm-its-over-ambition.html' title='SPM it&apos;s over!!!! Ambition???'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-1760992524582363640</id><published>2008-10-25T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T05:02:26.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deeeeeepavali Open house</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;25th October 2008... yup thats the date of today.. Today is Vimesshen's open house.This is the 1st time i go for his open house since the first time i know him ( from primary 4 or 5 ).Well, I reached his house at 12.30..AND i am the first girl from 5 Meranti to reach his house! Most of the guys in my class reached edi... Jeremy, Tai San, Zi Kang,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was scrumptious and delectable! The chicken and the mutton ( i guess cos i juz take the food without knowing what it was)Haha... But the weather was sooooo hot today! Even the fan can't help to relief my hot...Phew..I was sweating all the time i eat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbie! She is finally here.. Someone to accompany me at last.. Then Cheng Yie, followed by Raja, Naressa, Kar Ying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.00 pm! time for me to go home as i got tuition at 2.30pm.. I waved good bye and left Vim's house.. WOW! This is the 1st time i feel so nice going to a Deepavali Open House...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198919269343269190-1760992524582363640?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/1760992524582363640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=1760992524582363640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/1760992524582363640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/1760992524582363640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2008/10/deeeeeepavali-open-house.html' title='Deeeeeepavali Open house'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198919269343269190.post-4800053563128307336</id><published>2008-10-01T02:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T07:34:40.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 1st post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_th1irGcQifQ/SOTbnbpRYoI/AAAAAAAAABk/WxlUniDA2kQ/s1600-h/Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252564535903085186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_th1irGcQifQ/SOTbnbpRYoI/AAAAAAAAABk/WxlUniDA2kQ/s200/Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_th1irGcQifQ/SONKvb4fi3I/AAAAAAAAABc/-t3VaYo3Zco/s1600-h/Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yay ! Finally i manage to post for the very first time in the blog.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm.. let me introduce myself ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harlo....I am Jun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; currently studying in SMK Bandar Sri Damansara (2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;this year i am 17 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;i guess i am rather a simple girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;happy go lucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;loyal to friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;likes to day dream &gt; keke..juz kidding..&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&gt; an avid fans of JAY CHOU ! ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/198919269343269190-4800053563128307336?l=jun-jj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/feeds/4800053563128307336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198919269343269190&amp;postID=4800053563128307336' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/4800053563128307336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198919269343269190/posts/default/4800053563128307336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-jj.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-1st-post.html' title='My 1st post'/><author><name>* jun *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04533465313256982770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_th1irGcQifQ/SOTbnbpRYoI/AAAAAAAAABk/WxlUniDA2kQ/s72-c/Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
