<?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-8658068411564108885</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:00:32.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Janey~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-5193724902029764374</id><published>2009-12-02T00:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T00:31:22.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That'll do</title><content type='html'>1 December 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I went pyramid with my partners in crime and Radzi. Sharmaine didn't join us though. She had to do Christmas shopping with her mom. We watched NEW MOON!! Awesome movie. Heee. Oh,  We saw rae, aly, jasmine and ashley in the cinema. Then we saw Sarah - yeah, the cute lil Sarah Kamin. She sat in front. Row C, I think.. We weren't sure whether it was her or not. So we called her and yeah, it's her. Haha. We went to Baskin Robbins after that. I really needed ice-cream at that time. I bought 2 scoops. Eleeza shared with me. Haha. I'm a small eater. :P  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Decmber 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm stuck at home. Yay?! :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-5193724902029764374?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/5193724902029764374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=5193724902029764374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/5193724902029764374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/5193724902029764374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/12/thatll-do.html' title='That&apos;ll do'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-8798106799702711547</id><published>2009-09-08T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T08:53:39.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take The Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It feels like I haven't blog in ages. &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lot of things going on and on nowadays.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;My life is like a roller coaster but it won't stop like any other ordinary ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I'm going sick. I feel like puking. I cried for it to stop but it just won't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;It's really hard for me to handle all these conflicts.&lt;/span&gt; It's giving me a headache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; Urgh. I just want everything back to normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;praying,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-8798106799702711547?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/8798106799702711547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=8798106799702711547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/8798106799702711547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/8798106799702711547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/09/take-ride.html' title='Take The Ride'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-1723294271553036463</id><published>2009-09-02T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T06:19:50.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking Past</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Urgh. You're everywhere. I just can't get you off my head.&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; I'll think about you in the morning. I'll daydream about you in the noon. I'll dream about you in the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; See what I mean.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I thought I'll forget all about you if you're out of my sight for 1 day but it's obviously not working. I had not seen you for days and you're still in my dreams.&lt;/span&gt; Urgh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;forgetting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-1723294271553036463?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/1723294271553036463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=1723294271553036463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/1723294271553036463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/1723294271553036463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/09/walking-past.html' title='Walking Past'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-2591807212584695175</id><published>2009-09-02T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T05:59:10.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Craze</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The second day of school after the holidays. Not bad.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Eleeza was asking us funny questions like "Why won't we feel anything when the Earth's turning?" and "Are the clouds moving?". We explained to her but she didn't get. It was a very simple thing but It made everyone of us gone mad 'cause she still doesn't understand. Haha. When we were about to go home, I asked her again whether she gets it or not. She told me "Actually.. No. " I laughed and laughed. It was just so hilarious. Me, Zharif, Lucas, Janesh and Yi-T'ng explained to her for 1 and a half hour and she still doesn't get it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Soraya and Anisah didn't come today. So me, ellie and aqeelah went recess together. Well, we didn't eat of course. We were talking at the bus-stop. We were talking about this creepy guy that text ellie recently. Awkward. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;  Oh, ellie and yi-t'ng's birthday is coming and I still don't know what to make for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Maybe I'll bake for them cupcakes. Yay! &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;CUPCAKES!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;thinking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-2591807212584695175?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/2591807212584695175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=2591807212584695175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/2591807212584695175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/2591807212584695175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/09/craze.html' title='Craze'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-4397671147908356617</id><published>2009-09-01T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T03:43:38.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold Breeze</title><content type='html'>Sigh. &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;It's raining.&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; I want to go to the bazaar.&lt;/span&gt; Too bad. I can't. It's just so bored nowadays and I don't know what to blog. No activities going on.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I'm really looking forward to play volley this Saturday with reg and all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I really want a fresh new environment. Some new friends but I still wanna keep the old ones.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's just so bored and I can't find anything else to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; I'm not quite sure whether It's just me, or everything else that I plan won't turn out right nowadays. It's just weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Urgh. And suddenly, I feel so far apart from reg, xuen, cy, zh and ben. I don't really see them in school anymore... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;P.S. I'm super duper hungry right now. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;with love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-4397671147908356617?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/4397671147908356617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=4397671147908356617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/4397671147908356617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/4397671147908356617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/09/cold-breeze.html' title='Cold Breeze'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-1112727819581109421</id><published>2009-08-22T01:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T01:49:22.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Driveway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-thzDAL0I/AAAAAAAAAJM/vSKrtGq-odU/s1600-h/rain+with+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372703676626382658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-thzDAL0I/AAAAAAAAAJM/vSKrtGq-odU/s320/rain+with+love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Today's officially the first day of holiday. Well, I'm really bored at home. I can't help but to think surfing the net is the only thing I'm gonna do during the holidays.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I can't possibly go out every single day?! Well, actually I can. It's just because of the swine flu... It's terrifying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The only thing I'm looking forward during the holiday is the movie marathon with Regina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I'm apparently running in circles.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll come back to the same spot even though I ran in different directions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; I'm still gonna face it someday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So why am I so afraid to face it now? The faster, the better, right? &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Pfft... :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-1112727819581109421?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/1112727819581109421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=1112727819581109421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/1112727819581109421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/1112727819581109421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/08/driveway.html' title='Driveway'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-thzDAL0I/AAAAAAAAAJM/vSKrtGq-odU/s72-c/rain+with+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-1824171863065600712</id><published>2009-08-19T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T06:04:45.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Googlish'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Today, we did 2 orals in one day which is tiring and fun! Haha. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyways, during maths class. We were really pissed off by the teacher. Science teacher let us out late. When we went back to class, teacher asked us to stay outside and scolded us for not being punctual. I was telling teacher what really happened, that science teacher let us out late and everything. He was quite mad then he asked us to get back in to class. In class, grr. You don't wanna know...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; It was P.J. We had this mini Olympic thingy going on. The balloon part was hilarious! We had to place the balloon at your tummy and your partner's. Then, you have to run and NOT let the balloon drop.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sharmaine and I did the tango. That's why we were slow. We weren't planning on winning. In the end, Soraya won first place with Anisah. Congrats! Haha. Soraya didn't expected it too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;We kept the balloons and we wrote notes and drew and did lots of crazy stuff. Haha. It was fun!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Haha. I'm glad that I finished the oral too. Both of it. I won't have to bother about it anymore. That is, until next year.. Oh, and we teased Janesh. Don't take it seriously wei! Shar and I take turns to say this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Janesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;$39.95&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Each sold separately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Buy 1 Get 1 Free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Terms and conditions apply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;He even said we should record it. Shar and I was planning to do it and put it in facebook. Haha. Then everyone could see how we said it. So far only Soraya, Anisah, Seo, Puteri, Janesh, Kean Hoong, Lucas, Yi-T'ng and some others saw us saying it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;blissful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-1824171863065600712?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/1824171863065600712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=1824171863065600712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/1824171863065600712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/1824171863065600712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/08/googlish.html' title='&apos;Googlish&apos;'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-8929064980648772712</id><published>2009-08-18T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T06:31:59.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neglecting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Half of our class was absent today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; I was thinking too much. Wondering. Dreaming.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;About something I shouldn't even bother.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I even got a headache after that.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I was hitting myself. Asking myself to snap out of it. &lt;/span&gt;Soraya was concern. I said "I'm fine.".  &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I don't wanna live in a world of lies. It's terrifying.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'm gonna shop to forget about all this. I don't wanna get myself into this. &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Tomorrow's the drama. The malay one. I'm shaking. I hope we'll do a great job. It's counted in the PMR thingy. Whatever that is. I just wanna get a good grade but most of all, I just wanna have fun acting.&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Oh oh oh!! Aqeelah made me &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cupcakes &lt;/span&gt;yesterday. It was scrumptious!! Love it. Actually, I love anything that has to do with &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cupcakes&lt;/span&gt;! :P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; And to think of it, tomorrow we're gonna do 2 oral tests. One for malay, the other one for english.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; Busy busy busy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;loves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Jane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-8929064980648772712?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/8929064980648772712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=8929064980648772712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/8929064980648772712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/8929064980648772712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/08/neglecting.html' title='Neglecting'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-5974341886175316407</id><published>2009-08-14T04:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T04:48:27.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Round and Round</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Today's the anual prefect's dinner.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Shar! Ellie! Zharif! Janesh! Hilman! Lucas! Izzati!&lt;/span&gt; Have a blast today!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Janeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-5974341886175316407?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/5974341886175316407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=5974341886175316407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/5974341886175316407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/5974341886175316407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/08/round-and-round.html' title='Round and Round'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-8566263269881395853</id><published>2009-08-14T04:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T04:43:33.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Healing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SoVLsxFaxgI/AAAAAAAAAIc/RbLDjZ--6LU/s1600-h/across+the+universe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369781363171575298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SoVLsxFaxgI/AAAAAAAAAIc/RbLDjZ--6LU/s320/across+the+universe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I went out with my mom today. To Sri Muda. It was half past six.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I saw something that made me furious.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I saw some of the villagers burning their rubbish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Are they out of their minds? Do they even know what's the meaning of global warming?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;It's not entirely their fault though. I admit that all of us including me made the earth ill.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It's all our fault. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Wake up people! Take care of the environment.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-8566263269881395853?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/8566263269881395853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=8566263269881395853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/8566263269881395853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/8566263269881395853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/08/healing.html' title='Healing'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SoVLsxFaxgI/AAAAAAAAAIc/RbLDjZ--6LU/s72-c/across+the+universe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-7451820590573389379</id><published>2009-08-14T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T03:15:31.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guidance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SoVJ5sGZCeI/AAAAAAAAAIU/LClFtcgvPpM/s1600-h/do+you+miss+my+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369779386148522466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SoVJ5sGZCeI/AAAAAAAAAIU/LClFtcgvPpM/s320/do+you+miss+my+love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Why is it so hard to put you out of my mind? I'm always asking myself and I feel tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Exhausted.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Just thinking about you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thinking about how you look at me in the eye. Thinking about how you smiled at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I'm always the one at the corner. Waiting for you to notice me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I could just hear my heartbeat whenever I'm near you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;When you smiled the other day, I collapsed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; I could barely even describe it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I really got to put you out of my mind once and for all. &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;trying hard to forget,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Janeee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-7451820590573389379?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/7451820590573389379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=7451820590573389379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/7451820590573389379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/7451820590573389379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/08/guidance.html' title='Guidance'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SoVJ5sGZCeI/AAAAAAAAAIU/LClFtcgvPpM/s72-c/do+you+miss+my+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-1771777316987867927</id><published>2009-08-09T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:30:23.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Of Sick</title><content type='html'>I guess you're wondering why am I so free to blog and not in school. Well, &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm sick&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sniffles to be exact. Cough too. &lt;/span&gt;Don't worry. I went to see the doctor. Everybody's getting sick nowadays. One after another. Weird. When you're sick and not in school, you'll be wondering how's school without you. Will they be &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mad&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;lonely&lt;/span&gt;? Haha. Argh, and to think tomorrow's exam! &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I better go study. I hope I won't be sneezing during exam. That would be super awkward. &lt;/span&gt;Shoot!!! Today's the oral test! Shoot shoot shoot! &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sorry soraya! Sorry anisah! I guess we'll be doing the oral next monday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Sob..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;studying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jane &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-1771777316987867927?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/1771777316987867927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=1771777316987867927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/1771777316987867927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/1771777316987867927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/08/sick-of-sick.html' title='Sick Of Sick'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-5531729755776500047</id><published>2009-08-07T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T08:34:02.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wind</title><content type='html'>Eating my &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;cupcakes&lt;/span&gt; I made yesterday. Praying that It'll rain. Locking myself in my bedroom. Walking up and down the stairs thinking what to do. I'm totally blank. I thought about making &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;cupcakes&lt;/span&gt; but I was afraid I'll turn the kitchen upside down. If I do, I'll be spending the next 2 hours cleaning it. I thought of studying for next week's exam but I don't want to. But seriously, I gotta snap out of it. I better start taking out a book from my bag. Open the book. Look through the pages. Memorise it and close the book. I don't wanna get bad grades. Oh, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;REGINA&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;PUTERI&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; ZHARIF&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; SEO&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GET WELL SOON&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;  and &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;HAPPY EARLY B'DAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;JANESH&lt;/span&gt;!! :) btw, don't think I forgot about the bet! &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;loves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-5531729755776500047?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/5531729755776500047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=5531729755776500047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/5531729755776500047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/5531729755776500047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/08/wind.html' title='The Wind'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-4503448722988758200</id><published>2009-08-05T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T07:59:14.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out Of The Stinky Old Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SnmeOVZYOUI/AAAAAAAAAIM/g6m32WzBXMg/s1600-h/balance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366494400087603522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SnmeOVZYOUI/AAAAAAAAAIM/g6m32WzBXMg/s320/balance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I had a blast today! Eating New York Cheesecake from Secret Recipe. Too bad is not &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cupcake&lt;/span&gt;. Apparently they don't sell. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;feel awkward not going recess with them. It's just weird. At least I'm talking to them, right? We're not having any of those stupid fights like 'He likes me more than you' or 'I can't believe you did this to me, I thought you were my friend' but well, the problem is mostly coming out from me. :P I'm currently going recess with Soraya. Since I started going recess with Soraya, I have this feeling that Anisah's not that close with Soraya anymore. The weird thing is Soraya don't feel that way. Neither Anisah. Super weird. It's so hard to talk to them nowadays. Regina.. not so much. I still talk to her often. But.. xuen, chern yuen, zheng hao, ben.. It's super hard to find them right now. I do see them but if it isn't because I'm rushing then It'll be them rushing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So, yar... ... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i want a cupcake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&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/8658068411564108885-4503448722988758200?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/4503448722988758200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=4503448722988758200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/4503448722988758200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/4503448722988758200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/08/out-of-stinky-old-box.html' title='Out Of The Stinky Old Box'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SnmeOVZYOUI/AAAAAAAAAIM/g6m32WzBXMg/s72-c/balance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-7476346743049422927</id><published>2009-08-04T06:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T07:19:24.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colours</title><content type='html'>I was really bummed today. Sharmaine wasn't here and I shared it with Soraya. F.Y.I Shar's not coming tomorrow either! :(   I regretted what I did. I was so sure that nothing wrong was going to happen.But... ...  Well, I'm absolutely positively sure of one thing, it's over. I could have changed it. I could have make it right. But I didn't. Everybody's asking me, "Hey, are you okay?" I really felt like saying "I'm not." I didn't though. I don't want them to worry that much. The only person that I said "I'm not" to is Soraya. She already knows what's going on. It's like she can read minds or something. Freaky.  Feel like eating a&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; cupcake&lt;/span&gt; right now. Like they say, " &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Keep calm and have a cupcake&lt;/span&gt;! " &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;  Oh, and thanks zheng hao! for 'teman-ing' me today! I was so afraid I had to stay at school until 8! Trust me, been there done that, don't wanna try it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;loves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Jane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-7476346743049422927?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/7476346743049422927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=7476346743049422927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/7476346743049422927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/7476346743049422927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/08/colours.html' title='Colours'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-4645586793482271057</id><published>2009-07-30T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T06:57:50.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry-Go-Round</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SnGVV3G2jQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/zFKFkPcBeDo/s1600-h/funambula.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364232833977453826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SnGVV3G2jQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/zFKFkPcBeDo/s320/funambula.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; Lots of activities going on and on nowadays. I just finished with a drama-Phantom Of The Opera and there's more to come. We're having a malay drama now. We're acting out Penunggu Pusaka. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;The cast is:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Seo               - Ana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Zharif          - Busu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Me               -Alang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Soraya        -Mak Teh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Anisah        -Sulung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Sharmaine -Lambak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Adam         -Siti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Kana           -Bomoh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Janesh       -Peguam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;We're working on the script now and we'll be presenting it on next wednesday. I think. :)  We're gonna have a blast! Oh, and me, sharmaine, soraya and anisah will be going for the gotong-royong in our school this saturday. Oh oh oh, and we'll be doing this oral thingy together! It's for english. At first we thought the phantom of the opera was our oral. Then suddenly teacher said we have to do oral again. I guess this is for the second semester or something. Well, the conclusion is, I'll be busy! I haven't even do my geography project!!! Shoot! I'll be busy for the next few weeks. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;tired,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-4645586793482271057?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/4645586793482271057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=4645586793482271057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/4645586793482271057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/4645586793482271057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/07/merry-go-round.html' title='Merry-Go-Round'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SnGVV3G2jQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/zFKFkPcBeDo/s72-c/funambula.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-6634057688609445707</id><published>2009-07-30T05:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T05:41:27.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Retards!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SnGSzkAbfWI/AAAAAAAAAH8/DKuNEWzVyFk/s1600-h/our+laporansss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364230045711433058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SnGSzkAbfWI/AAAAAAAAAH8/DKuNEWzVyFk/s320/our+laporansss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;soraya&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SnGSicTgAeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/zg8uQXYqhok/s1600-h/my+laporan!!+haha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364229751586161122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SnGSicTgAeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/zg8uQXYqhok/s320/my+laporan!!+haha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; me and my laporan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364229326985957330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SnGSJui7D9I/AAAAAAAAAHk/fk-S22CRqg8/s320/me+and+soraya...jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;pick-a-boo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It was before hari terbuka when we took this pictures. We were helping teacher with the laporans. And to think of it, we saw everybody's form 1 pictures. Everybody as in melurians! YAY! MELURIANS! anyways, I was suppose to post these photos earlier but it was with sabrina. :) there's more but i'm lazy to post. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;loves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Jane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8658068411564108885-6634057688609445707?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/6634057688609445707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=6634057688609445707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/6634057688609445707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/6634057688609445707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/07/retards.html' title='Retards!'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SnGSzkAbfWI/AAAAAAAAAH8/DKuNEWzVyFk/s72-c/our+laporansss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-6733040304061163021</id><published>2009-07-30T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T05:28:09.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish I Could Fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I'm fine now. Well, not exactly fine but I'm feeling better now. Being apart from them is making me sick. I just wanna talk to them. Say 'hi' or something. I saw a picture today, with all 5 of them. They were all with they're sweet &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;smiles&lt;/span&gt;. I was not in it. I was thinking then, was it right for me to go on without them? To put them out of the picture. Maybe... just maybe it wasn't the right thing to do but I had to. I'm &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;confuse&lt;/span&gt; right now. Don't know which way is right, which way is wrong. I need someone to guide me. I have somebody in my mind to talk to. I just hope that person will approach to me and ask what's wrong. In the outside I may seem alright but the inside, I'm tearing apart. My situation is getting like Sarah's. Unfortunately, mine happened first. I don't know this is something to laugh at or just stay quiet. It's hard for me to just sleep through it and forget about it. It's just impossible. I guess, It'll haunt me for the rest of my life until it is fixed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;blur,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-6733040304061163021?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/6733040304061163021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=6733040304061163021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/6733040304061163021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/6733040304061163021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/07/wish-i-could-fly.html' title='Wish I Could Fly'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-2328260366449393734</id><published>2009-07-24T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T06:26:57.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>See It Once Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SmmuwldqblI/AAAAAAAAAHc/oD7Wb-Bl5cA/s1600-h/little+angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362008981074767442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SmmuwldqblI/AAAAAAAAAHc/oD7Wb-Bl5cA/s320/little+angel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I feel awkward. Really awkward. I just don't know what else to say. I'm blank. I just, I just want it to be back to normal. Is that so hard? I admit the problem is coming out from me although I don't really know what the problem is. I just admit it. 'Cause I know you wouldn't. It's best when somebody admits it other than we blame each other for it. I'm looking out my window. Waiting. Waiting for the rain to stop and the sun shining upon us. Feeling the breeze. Looking at the clouds. If only, If only you know that it really did hurt my feelings. But, what would you do if you really did knew? Would you come towards me and apologize? Or would you act like you didn't know about it. At all. I'm stuck in a giant hole. Wondering how to get out. Tired and full with hopes. Still hoping that It will be back to normal. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; You were once my best friend. And, you will still be. Forever.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;loves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&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/8658068411564108885-2328260366449393734?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/2328260366449393734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=2328260366449393734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/2328260366449393734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/2328260366449393734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/07/see-it-once-again.html' title='See It Once Again'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SmmuwldqblI/AAAAAAAAAHc/oD7Wb-Bl5cA/s72-c/little+angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-6793494277894640852</id><published>2009-07-17T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T20:22:23.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey, I know it's tough for you. But get this, &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;we're always here for you&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;We will always support you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;:)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cheer up! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(short post for a very close friend.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;loves, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;janey&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/8658068411564108885-6793494277894640852?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/6793494277894640852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=6793494277894640852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/6793494277894640852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/6793494277894640852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-i-know-its-tough-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-7269562277672669592</id><published>2009-07-17T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T20:17:57.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought so</title><content type='html'>I firgured it all out. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;blissful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-7269562277672669592?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/7269562277672669592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=7269562277672669592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/7269562277672669592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/7269562277672669592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-thought-so.html' title='I thought so'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-5618939090918325326</id><published>2009-07-10T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T09:19:01.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired and Speechless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/Sldp4RYhoyI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ILBnDZI4TZQ/s1600-h/walk+away.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356866697240355618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/Sldp4RYhoyI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ILBnDZI4TZQ/s320/walk+away.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I really don't know what's in my mind nowadays. It's weird. Really. That I'll suddenly go to a place where I never ever thought I'll go. It's just so random. It is. Believe me. I think I'm gonna be speechless when I see him face to face. I really don't know how to start a conversation with him after what we've been through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;'Smile my way through, that's what I'll do'&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;This sentence really mean a lot to me. Right here, right now. It really do. It's just too late to escape, might as well face it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I just wanna say that I'm sorry. I really am. There was once where you fill my heart with love and laughter. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;smiles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-5618939090918325326?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/5618939090918325326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=5618939090918325326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/5618939090918325326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/5618939090918325326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/07/tired-and-speechless.html' title='Tired and Speechless'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/Sldp4RYhoyI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ILBnDZI4TZQ/s72-c/walk+away.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-6055595704897686367</id><published>2009-07-03T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T22:36:18.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/Sk7qJ1AlKcI/AAAAAAAAAHE/se0oklvg9Q8/s1600-h/look.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354474461559335362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/Sk7qJ1AlKcI/AAAAAAAAAHE/se0oklvg9Q8/s320/look.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I lost something very precious to me and I can't find it anywhere. I missed it a lot. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;How can I be so irresponsible?! How can I just let some dude take it? Now, it's gone. It's been 4 months. I can't find it anywhere. It's gone. I just wish the guy who took it will just give it back to the rightful owner. I want my volleyball back. I just want my volley back. I hadn't play volleyball since my volley's gone. This is much more worst than losing a phone, I guess. I'll just have to wait for miracles to happen.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;waiting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/8658068411564108885-6055595704897686367?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/6055595704897686367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=6055595704897686367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/6055595704897686367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/6055595704897686367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/07/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/Sk7qJ1AlKcI/AAAAAAAAAHE/se0oklvg9Q8/s72-c/look.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-7040305911530657405</id><published>2009-07-01T05:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T06:24:44.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiles On</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SktjlbydqUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fr17bN-eEzo/s1600-h/umbrella!!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353482076825692482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SktjlbydqUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fr17bN-eEzo/s320/umbrella!!!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Today was the presentation and it was awesome. We were nervous at first. When we got to the stage, we were just having fun. It was really funny. We even added the pink panther theme song and mission impossible. Everybody laughed. We had lots of fun! Oh, reg will be presenting the play tomorrow. So, good luck!!! All the best! &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt; I don't know what else to blog write now. Blank. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Smiles on. Always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Jane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/8658068411564108885-7040305911530657405?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/7040305911530657405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=7040305911530657405' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/7040305911530657405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/7040305911530657405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/07/smiles-on.html' title='Smiles On'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SktjlbydqUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fr17bN-eEzo/s72-c/umbrella!!!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-3667011623929720897</id><published>2009-06-29T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:46:49.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speechless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/Skjv78K8zDI/AAAAAAAAAGk/2pOpaAyfo0Y/s1600-h/faded+film+strips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352791970173209650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/Skjv78K8zDI/AAAAAAAAAGk/2pOpaAyfo0Y/s320/faded+film+strips.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Bummer... I was really depressed today. I tried my best to stop them but... (sigh) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Shar, Soraya and Zharif knows what's bothering me. After recess, they tried to cheer me up and i'm glad to say that it worked. We're like a bunch of 3 year olds sitting down and making paper boats and paper hats. Zharif made a few and he was using his so called "imagination". Sharmaine was pakat-ing with him. Soraya was the one who sat down beside me and listen to my every compliments. Thanks you guys! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know how long must I take to convince them and I too don't know how all these suddenly link to my best friend. Well, at least, she &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;WAS&lt;/span&gt; my best friend. I really miss her. We had 10 years of friendship! 10 years. I miss the the things we did together. Shopping, sleepovers, dancing, singing, laughing. Even our x-classmates thought that we're cousins. We practically do every single thing together. We go to the same tuition, we laugh at the same things and sometimes we even have the same results. Oh, and not to forget her blur-ness. But it's all over now. It's all because of a stupid fight. Don't feel like talking about it. Well, the good thing is we're friends now, just not the best type. I still recall that day when I went to parade with Reg. Reg and I saw her. We both look like total strangers. Not totally. Almost. *confused* I just don't know what to talk to her. I was speechless. At that very moment, I was just speechless. It was just weird. o...kay?! Why am I saying all these? O..kay? I got to get some rest. I think I'm coming down with a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;resting,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jane&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-3667011623929720897?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/3667011623929720897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=3667011623929720897' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/3667011623929720897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/3667011623929720897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/06/speechless.html' title='Speechless'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/Skjv78K8zDI/AAAAAAAAAGk/2pOpaAyfo0Y/s72-c/faded+film+strips.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-8876935431322843671</id><published>2009-06-27T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T00:05:34.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tick-Tock</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Making the props for the play, can't blog that much today. Sorry bloggers! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;with love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-8876935431322843671?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/8876935431322843671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=8876935431322843671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/8876935431322843671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/8876935431322843671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/06/tick-tock.html' title='Tick-Tock'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-9180894523051260234</id><published>2009-06-26T06:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T07:37:51.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SkTdKbDsMqI/AAAAAAAAAGc/0pHBczE3g5A/s1600-h/balloons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351645428354658978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SkTdKbDsMqI/AAAAAAAAAGc/0pHBczE3g5A/s320/balloons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I'm proud to say that I learnt a new way to look at my problems. I think I better thank Sharmaine and Soraya. They helped a lot. Honestly! &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Anyways, well, "according" to a friend of mine, today's was &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;THE &lt;/span&gt;happiest day of her life! I'm really happy for her. Because, well, I haven't seen her smile that sweet since last month. (: I can see everybody's sweet smiles today. Well, except for one. It was a very devastating day for him. Pity him. Today just wasn't his day. We tried our best to make him happy and he also tried his best to put on a smile. It was a fake smile though. It was really obvious. Hope his okay during the weekends! (: Oh, we practiced our play today in 2T. It was really funny. Everybody came out with great ideas. Speaking about ideas, the ideas were brilliant and not to forget, hilarious! L-O-L! Before school was over, I was chatting with Amelia and Siobhan. We talked about stinky guys when we were standard 4 and&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; someone's&lt;/span&gt; secret admire. :P Got to go! Toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;smiles on, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/8658068411564108885-9180894523051260234?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/9180894523051260234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=9180894523051260234' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/9180894523051260234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/9180894523051260234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/06/leaping.html' title='Leaping'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SkTdKbDsMqI/AAAAAAAAAGc/0pHBczE3g5A/s72-c/balloons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-7865121831209917366</id><published>2009-06-23T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T07:10:25.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relief</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SkDL0a9UTBI/AAAAAAAAAGE/hloHjkNjEME/s1600-h/freedom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350500458766289938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SkDL0a9UTBI/AAAAAAAAAGE/hloHjkNjEME/s320/freedom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; Today was absolutely a non-depressing day for me. Well, not exactly. But I can't be picky! Me and Sharmaine had lots of fun chatting and telling secrets. Shh! Don't tell the secret out Shar!!! Oh, and we practiced our play! Wish us luck! We're presenting it next week! Arr!!! *totally panicked* We did lots of group activities in school today. Don't know what day is today, we did every single activity in mahjong paper! What's up with that?! Helloooo! Have you forgotten about manilla card? Anyways, today was a great day for cloud gazing. The clouds were specially pretty today.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and not to forget the sarcasm and teasing from teacher. I wouldn't forget about that. That was the best part. I guess. It was really funny. You &lt;strong&gt;got&lt;/strong&gt; to know the whole story! *laughs* Currently listening to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Kris Allen-No Boundaries&lt;/span&gt;. I'm &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;LOVIN'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;it! A LOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;blissful,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Janeeeee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-7865121831209917366?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/7865121831209917366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=7865121831209917366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/7865121831209917366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/7865121831209917366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/06/relief.html' title='Relief'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SkDL0a9UTBI/AAAAAAAAAGE/hloHjkNjEME/s72-c/freedom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-7726800064506013109</id><published>2009-06-21T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T02:16:32.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TAG! YOU'RE IT! (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;1. What have you been doing recently?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;listening to 'waking up in vegas', 'i do not hook up' and 'ada cinta'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;2. Do you ever turn your handphone off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;yar! when somebody's trying to prank me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;3. What happened at 10am today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i was in dreamland!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;4. When did you last cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;er... last month i think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;5. Believe in Fate/Destiny?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;6. What do you want in life now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;somebody that knows exactly what I'm thinking and understands me. Though, I have one that understands me-Sharmaine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;7. Do you carry up an umbrella when it rains or just put up your hood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;yar, but most of the time I'll just walk through the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;8. What's your favourite thing to do on bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;listen to songs and just dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;9. What bottoms are you wearing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;bottoms?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;10. What are the nicest things in your inbox?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;it's a secret! =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;11. Do you tend to make relationships complicated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;no. i wouldn't do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;12. Are you wearing anything borrowed from anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;nope.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;13. What was the last movie you caught?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;er... i forgot! but i'm watching 17 again SOON!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;14. What are you proud of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;my best friends and my eyes i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;15. What does the oldest text message in your inbox say and who is it from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;oi! faster rest lar. Later got panda eyes-xing yiow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;16. What was the last song you sang out loud?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i do not hook up-kelly clarkson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;17. Do you have any nicknames?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Janey, Janey Waney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;18. What does the newest text message say and who is it from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Ahaha.YAY!! (: partner in crime! LOL!-Sharmaine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;19. What time did you go to sleep last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;around 2 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;20. Are you currently happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;er... i guess so!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;21. Who gives you the best advice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;SHARMAINE!!! and XING YIOW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;22. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;no! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;23. Who did you talked to on the phone last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;no one. i was watching TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;24. Is something bugging you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;yes! but it's not something, it's someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;25. Who is the last person that made you laugh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;SHARMAINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;26. Do you like yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;yes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;absolutely!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;27. You want $5 or $10?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;$10!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;28. Do you think you are stupid sometimes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;. i'm stupid in believing her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;29. Who is your best best best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Sharmaine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;30. What will you do if you like that boy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i'll tell my bestest friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;31. Who are your favourite stars?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;er... none actually. I just like their acting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;32. Do you hate your mother in sometimes in some ways?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;NO!!! definitely NOT! i love her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;33. Do you had even stead before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;huh? what's this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;34. What type of boy do you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; a guy that really cares about me and like me for who i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;35. Now are you, single or attached?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pass this tag to 10 ppl :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;1.Sharmaine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;2.Regina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;3.Xing Yiow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;4.Xuen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;5.Chern Yuen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;6.Zheng Hao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;7.Ben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;8.Seo Jinxian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;9.Sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;10.Zharif&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;1. Would you date number 5?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;no. we're just friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;2. Number 2 just got in a car crash. How do you react?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i'll rush to the hospital!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;3. You see number 9 with your boy/girlfriend. What do you do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;hey hands off!!! how could you do this to me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;4. You come home and your room has been ransacked by number 4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;xuen... if you want something you could just ask! why in the world do you have to ransack my room?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;5. Number 1 is acting weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;sharmaine?!?! are you o..kay? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;6. Number 3 and 8 decide to give 10 a haircut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;haha! this i wanna see!!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;7. Number 7 just got tickets for you and him/her to go to a concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;what concert?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;8. Number 10 takes you to a bar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;PARTAY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;9. Number 4 has to move to the other side of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;hey! i'm really gonna miss you! Keep in touch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;10. You and number 8 are being chased by the cops for an unknown reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;seo?!? what did you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;11. Number 7 and you are sitting on the couch watching a movie and him/her wraps his/her arm around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;what are you doing?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;12. Number 5 asks you out to dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;yipee! where are we going for dinner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;13. Number 9 and you are sitting on a bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;hey! that guy's cute right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;14. Number 6 calls you in the middle of the night ecause he/she can't sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;hey hao, why can't you sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;15. Your walking with someone and number 6 runs up and tackles you to the ground from behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;what are you doing? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;16. Number 1 is crying one day and you ask him/her why and it seeems him/her girlfriend/boyfriend has dumped him/her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;oh, i'm really sorry to hear that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;17. Number 2 offers to bake you a meal. As you sit in the living room the kitchen is suddenly aflame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ahhhh!!! call 911!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;18. Number 4 comes to your door one day holding a koala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;aww!!! it's sooo cute! can i hold it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;19. Number 4 just got you an X-Box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;THANKS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;20. Number 9 challenges you to a children's card game!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;you're soooo on! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;21. Number 1 thinks he/she is overweight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;YOU ARE SOOO NOT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;22. Number 7 looks lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;hey hey! wanna get some drinks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;23. Number 2 asks you rudely to leave him/her alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i'm not leaving you alone until you tell me what's wrong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;24. Number 5 and 3 decide to throw a surprise party for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;aww!!! you guys are the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;25. Number 6 decided to dye their hair black. What do you say to that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;you do know that if you dye your hair it will still be the same &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;colour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;26. Number 2 tells you he/she is going out for awhile, and then later you hear about a shooting where 2 went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;what happened?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;27. You catch number 9 by himself/herself, crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;you wanna talk about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;28. Numbers 1, 3, 5 and 6 tackles you all at once. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;hey!!! cut it off! hahahahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-7726800064506013109?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/7726800064506013109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=7726800064506013109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/7726800064506013109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/7726800064506013109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/06/tag-youre-it.html' title='TAG! 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(:'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-5623382273769589429</id><published>2009-06-21T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T07:11:06.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puzzled</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/Sj3n-5VR51I/AAAAAAAAAF8/4S2ZodRXFMM/s1600-h/my+tears+my+pain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349687000113997650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/Sj3n-5VR51I/AAAAAAAAAF8/4S2ZodRXFMM/s320/my+tears+my+pain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;The competition/ talent showcase is over. Well, I'm glad that it's over but conflicts and problems are not solved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;P.S. the conflicts is not about choral speaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I believe that everybody has they're own chance to voice out they're inner feelings, their opinions. I believe that doing nothing at all won't solve the problem. I believe that being cranky and losing temper to your close friends wouldn't solve the problem too. I still remember, you disagreed what I said, disagreed what I do. Well, I'm used to it. I'm not that depressed. At least, not like last time. (: I'll forget about it, as usual. Oh, and I bought some earrings yesterday. I don't wear earrings so I'm giving it to my partner in crimes! Hope they like it! Oh, I almost forgot! Today's father's day! Blur me... (: No wonder my mom made cupcakes! F.Y.I the cupcakes are SCRUMPTIOUS! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think today's my lucky day! Cause I found a website full of nice pictures! There's like vintage pictures, black and white pictures and lots more. YAY! haha... I've been looking for these pictures since last year! (: I hope I can find my volleyball soon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;puzzled,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jane (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/8658068411564108885-5623382273769589429?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/5623382273769589429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=5623382273769589429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/5623382273769589429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/5623382273769589429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/06/puzzled.html' title='Puzzled'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/Sj3n-5VR51I/AAAAAAAAAF8/4S2ZodRXFMM/s72-c/my+tears+my+pain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-8257869254247518032</id><published>2009-06-19T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T07:16:02.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession</title><content type='html'>I felt so stupid and irritated today. It's bugging me all the time! I'm always thinking and daydreaming. I always hope that it isn't true. Unfortunately, it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really frustrating just listening to her laugh or even talk. The things that come out from her blabber mouth it's just another one of her lies. Which irritates me the MOST! I'm confused, irritated and not to mention frustrated. Enough about that, thinking of it just makes it worst. I was in school today, I felt so bad. I didn't get to spend much of the time with Sharmaine today and it's all because of choral speaking. Not exactly all, she went for prefect briefing too. Tsk tsk.. Oh, and F.Y.I we're performing/competing tomorrow! So, wish us luck! &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(: &lt;/span&gt; I had fun laughing and telling 'secrets' to Regina. Oh, and not to forget that we're going shopping tomorrow! Tomorrow's kinda a shopping and competing day for me. It's like a full action pack! I'm a little nervous 'cause I'm taking one of the solos. I'm afraid that I'll screw it up or something. My line is " Buy one get one free ". I know what are you guys thinking right now. 'It's so short and you're nervous?!' Hey! I'm the one saying! Of course you don't feel nervous. L-O-L &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;wish us luck&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; Go Fourians&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;with love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-8257869254247518032?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/8257869254247518032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=8257869254247518032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/Sj3d3cy3tHI/AAAAAAAAAFs/z2iZMMitWOQ/s1600-h/film+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349675877078119538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/Sj3d3cy3tHI/AAAAAAAAAFs/z2iZMMitWOQ/s320/film+love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;'I see rainbow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I see clouds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You filled mine with sorrow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I filled yours with smiles.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual...&lt;br /&gt;Go to school&lt;br /&gt;Hang out with my best buddies ( that's always the fun part of going to school )&lt;br /&gt;Laugh&lt;br /&gt;Talk&lt;br /&gt;Laugh&lt;br /&gt;Chat&lt;br /&gt;Laugh&lt;br /&gt;Study&lt;br /&gt;Laugh&lt;br /&gt;But today,&lt;br /&gt;It's a little different&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;Almost the same...&lt;br /&gt;Actually...&lt;br /&gt;It's 99% the same&lt;br /&gt;But I have this 1% feeling that it wasn't exactly the same!&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how to describe this 1% feeling&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, got to go now! i'll blog some more other day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wondering,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jane&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/8658068411564108885-5693828297976598278?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/Sj3d3cy3tHI/AAAAAAAAAFs/z2iZMMitWOQ/s72-c/film+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-4419758149833133362</id><published>2009-06-12T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T20:17:48.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone</title><content type='html'>I was hoping to see the clouds once again this morning...&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately,&lt;br /&gt;All i can see in the sky is haze haze and more haze.&lt;br /&gt;I'm even getting sick.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know when could i see my precious clouds again.&lt;br /&gt;I really miss cloudgazing.&lt;br /&gt;But, not as much as i miss my volleyball...&lt;br /&gt;I can't find it anywhere...&lt;br /&gt;Don't know who took my volleyball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;still finding,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jane&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-4419758149833133362?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/4419758149833133362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=4419758149833133362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/4419758149833133362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/4419758149833133362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/06/gone.html' title='Gone'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-1437684702831379972</id><published>2009-06-12T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T20:10:47.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Struggle</title><content type='html'>I was suppose to go lagoon today.&lt;br /&gt;But something came up...&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go pyramid.&lt;br /&gt;But something came up again...&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;br /&gt;It ended up like this:&lt;br /&gt;-bored at home&lt;br /&gt;-lazy to do anything&lt;br /&gt;-blogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes got all red...&lt;br /&gt;So did my nose.&lt;br /&gt;Tears came down from my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what came up to me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, FORGET ABOUT IT JANE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jane&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-1437684702831379972?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/1437684702831379972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=1437684702831379972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/1437684702831379972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/1437684702831379972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/06/struggle.html' title='Struggle'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-6872462793600721405</id><published>2009-06-02T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T05:51:32.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>commitment, satisfaction, agreement</title><content type='html'>went sunway today for alynna's b'day party...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAPPY SWEET 14th ALYNNA!!!  =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;we reached pyramid around 11.30a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;went redbox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;was REALLY HYPER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;we went asian avenue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;reg was crazy about vintage( as usual )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;she bought her things and we went to the arcade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;xuen was playing rock fever( as usual )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;on the way out we bumped into *ahem ahem* and kelvin( a guy that i don't know! xuen knows him though... lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;anyways!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;we bumped fizi, sarah, zz and other volley seniors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;on the way to forever 21,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;we bumped rae aly and ashley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;after we shopped in forever 21,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;we bumped connie, jasmine, eunice, su jean, su ean...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;we bumped into tan xin( an ex-classmate of ours )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;F.Y.I  we bumped into lots of people today... we even bump into some form 1 girl (LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i had to go back at 4.30 for a dental appointment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;so i was really rushing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;we were looking for sasa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but we couldn't find it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(disappointment)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;monologuing moment:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;it's okay jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;you'll get over it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;it's not like some friend of yours will go all the way to sunway just to buy the thing you wanted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;P.S. i'm really crazy about &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;ribbon/ bow ties&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;checkered shorts&lt;/span&gt;! oh, and not to forget &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;CUPCAKES&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;after the dental appointment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;me and my mom went to a boutique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I SAW A &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;GORGEOUS DRESS&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and the &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;bow tie&lt;/span&gt; attached to the dress made it &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;EXTRA GORGEOUS&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;P.S. i'll download the pictures as soon as i get it from xuen =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;blissful,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Janeeeeeeeee&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/8658068411564108885-6872462793600721405?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/6872462793600721405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=6872462793600721405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/6872462793600721405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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star.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I made a wish.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoping that it'll come true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I walked passed a shop.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The shop that we took pictures together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remembering the good times we had together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remembering the past.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It kills me inside.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The indescribible feeling of pain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm trying to find my way out from this black hole.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;still dreaming and always will be,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jane&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='Dreaming'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-2180398397521846128</id><published>2009-05-28T04:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T04:58:08.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>F-R-E-E-D-O-M</title><content type='html'>Today's the 2nd last day of school...&lt;br /&gt;Also counted as the last day of school...&lt;br /&gt;Because most of us aren't going school tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;anyways...&lt;br /&gt;wow!!!&lt;br /&gt;me, soraya, anisah and aqeelah had soooo much fun today...&lt;br /&gt;before school started...&lt;br /&gt;we were all at foyer C...&lt;br /&gt;puan rajinder was lecturing us, ( as usual )&lt;br /&gt;and she started checking the guy's hair...&lt;br /&gt;we were all laughing because marcus kena from puan rajinder because he slept!&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;oh, and nabil was scared that he kena from teacher 'cause his hair was long...&lt;br /&gt;he kept praying...&lt;br /&gt;and puan rajinder didn't notice his 'long' hair...&lt;br /&gt;me seo and soraya laughed...&lt;br /&gt;during the first period...&lt;br /&gt;we got our marks for maths, science and sejarah...&lt;br /&gt;we went for moral...&lt;br /&gt;sharmaine told me that she got to go help teacher,&lt;br /&gt;and seo told me she got to go teman sarah...&lt;br /&gt;and that leaves me soraya anisah and aqeelah...&lt;br /&gt;me and soraya wanted to walk around the school...&lt;br /&gt;we were looking for the pass...&lt;br /&gt;i went to look for adam...&lt;br /&gt;when i went the other class...&lt;br /&gt;me and soraya saw ding and adam crawling out from the desk&lt;br /&gt;we laughed&lt;br /&gt;'what are you guys doing?'&lt;br /&gt;ding just smiled...&lt;br /&gt;me and soraya kept on laughing...&lt;br /&gt;we laughed all the way to foyer C&lt;br /&gt;in class,&lt;br /&gt;we played truth or dare&lt;br /&gt;oh, and to think of it....&lt;br /&gt;we dared aqeelah to say 'i love you' to chern yuen...&lt;br /&gt;we laughed really loud after that...&lt;br /&gt;(p.s. i owe chern yuen a bar of chocolate... grr)&lt;br /&gt;it was time for PJ...&lt;br /&gt;we changed our clothes...&lt;br /&gt;suddenly teacher came to us and ask us to help her...&lt;br /&gt;we agreed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;WE WERE WASHING PLATES IN BILIK MASAKAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda fun though...&lt;br /&gt;me and soraya was washing, laughing and talking...&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;SHARMAINE MISSED ALL THE FUN&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jane&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-2180398397521846128?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/2180398397521846128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=2180398397521846128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/2180398397521846128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/2180398397521846128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/05/f-r-e-e-d-o-m.html' title='F-R-E-E-D-O-M'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-7332712660696245656</id><published>2009-05-22T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T06:23:05.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing Upon A Star</title><content type='html'>stargazing...&lt;br /&gt;looking out my window...&lt;br /&gt;looking high up...&lt;br /&gt;looking at it as it shines...&lt;br /&gt;it's pretty...&lt;br /&gt;very pretty...&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;twinkle twinkle little star,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;how i wonder what you are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wishing upon a star,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Janeeeeeee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-7332712660696245656?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/7332712660696245656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=7332712660696245656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/7332712660696245656'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm already thrown to a corner.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A dark corner where nobody could see me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm invisible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't make up my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Should I or should I not?&lt;br /&gt;Should I just leave it and walk away?&lt;br /&gt;I'll be happy and the others will be sad... (or maybe they won't even care)&lt;br /&gt;Should I go on acting dumb?&lt;br /&gt;I'll be frustrated and others play dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i think only reg and sharmaine know what i mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;still thinking,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jane&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-312239172841099867?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/312239172841099867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=312239172841099867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/312239172841099867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/312239172841099867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-girl-at-corner.html' title='The Little Girl At The Corner'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-3422910782230265050</id><published>2009-05-15T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T05:37:09.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>exams... =S</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;3 MORE DAYS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ready &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;YET&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;arrrrrr!!!&lt;br /&gt;i hope the study group tomorrow will help me out!&lt;br /&gt;i need all the help that i can!!!&lt;br /&gt;=S&lt;br /&gt;hope i can get good grades!&lt;br /&gt;i have to...&lt;br /&gt;i really have to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hoping,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Janeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-3422910782230265050?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/3422910782230265050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=3422910782230265050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/3422910782230265050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/3422910782230265050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/05/exams-s.html' title='exams... =S'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-3170013022400028655</id><published>2009-05-15T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T05:29:48.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHARMAINEYYY!!!</title><content type='html'>SHARMAINEYYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;2 days without you in class was BORING!&lt;br /&gt;not THAT boring though...&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;it's just that...&lt;br /&gt;i can't hear any jokes and sarcasm from you...&lt;br /&gt;luckily there's zharif, kana, uzair and all...&lt;br /&gt;oh,&lt;br /&gt;we even tease puteri and osman...&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. U BETTER COME ON MONDAY!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;blissful,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jane &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-3170013022400028655?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/3170013022400028655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=3170013022400028655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/3170013022400028655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/3170013022400028655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/05/sharmaineyyy.html' title='SHARMAINEYYY!!!'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-7961980118102565728</id><published>2009-05-12T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T04:59:52.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Day!!!</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;I was actually kinda happy when i came to school...&lt;br /&gt;Until...&lt;br /&gt;I thought of something...&lt;br /&gt;Which makes me sad and mad...&lt;br /&gt;I tried not to think about it...&lt;br /&gt;But it just keeps coming back to me...&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the clouds so that it'll distract me from the 'evil thought' but it was no use...&lt;br /&gt;And the worst part is... Sharmaine didn't came to school!!! If she'd came, she'll try her best to make me happy...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Reg was questioning me but i really didn't wanna answer...&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry that you feel ignored by me...&lt;br /&gt;But i really don't know how to answer you...&lt;br /&gt;It's really complicated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o..kay... CHANGE TOPIC!!! think about happy thoughts! *trying hard to NOT think about it*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ATE CHOCOLATE FONDUE AGAIN!!! ( reg must me jealous right about... er... NOW!!! L-O-L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;convincing myself,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jane&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-7961980118102565728?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/7961980118102565728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=7961980118102565728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/7961980118102565728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/7961980118102565728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-day.html' title='What A Day!!!'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-1002450970129162305</id><published>2009-05-09T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T02:20:20.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today's a very happy and soothing day for me...&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to my favourite song-&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bella's lullaby&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the clouds high above me...&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the squirrels fighting for food...&lt;br /&gt;Looking at my neighbours backyard...&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the birds flying here and there&lt;br /&gt;Eating mom's homemade chocolate fondue&lt;br /&gt;Chatting with Regina...&lt;br /&gt;Telling her how i feel...&lt;br /&gt;B.T.W&lt;br /&gt;I hope you'll find your phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;P.S. THE GUY/GIRL THAT TOOK REG'S PHONE!!! JUST GIVE HER BACK WILL YA!!! IT'S NOT YOURS!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333750976200032034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SgVKQODLvyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/uS78zObrwMc/s320/DSC04578.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333750384561093330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SgVJtyBd-tI/AAAAAAAAAE8/hCHkm90UZhQ/s320/DSC04584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;MY FAV!!! CHOCOLATE FONDUE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;blissful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&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/8658068411564108885-1002450970129162305?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/1002450970129162305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=1002450970129162305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/1002450970129162305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/1002450970129162305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/05/todays-very-happy-and-soothing-day-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SgVKQODLvyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/uS78zObrwMc/s72-c/DSC04578.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-6128926414614735733</id><published>2009-05-08T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T21:46:17.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dearest Friend...</title><content type='html'>hey seo...&lt;br /&gt;cheer up!!! don't listen to what they say, as long as you know that me sharmaine soraya sarah don't think that way... =) we really believe in you... if you're still moody... look at the clouds or stars... it always helps me when i'm down... =) loveee ya! muaixxx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Janeeeeeeee   =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-6128926414614735733?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/6128926414614735733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=6128926414614735733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/6128926414614735733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/6128926414614735733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-dearest-friend.html' title='My Dearest Friend...'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-4636257021446438652</id><published>2009-05-07T03:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T00:24:24.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends That I'll Never Ever Forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Sharmaine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My partner in crimeeeeee!!! She can be very dramatic sometimes but she's really nice. She's always there when i needed somebody to cheer me up. She'll come out with lame topics which made me laugh every single time! And not to forget her sarcasm!!! haha... I'll always &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;loveee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;!!! muaixx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Xuen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My bestie!!! She's always there for me... We recess together, we chat together, we share secrets together and last but not least.... we also emo together!!! HAHA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; oh, and we even like the same things! e.g. volleyball! starbucks! pink!( wait... i forgot her fav colour... shoot! ) =P muaixx! ily!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Reg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Reggie!!! My bestie!!! Sometimes we don't agree with some things... and we find each other annoying... but we'll always work it out... we talked mostly about ben's lame jokes and boys.... oh, and not to forget volleyball!!! haha... and we both loveeeee shopping!!! =] we don't have much in common other than volleyball and chocolate cream chip and cupcakes and shopping and twilight... wait... WE DO HAVE A LOT IN COMMON... p.s. I'm monologuing =P haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Soraya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My amigo!!! She's really B-L-U-R!!! but she's really nice! and she's really cute and innocent... She really trust me and i trust her too! I tell almost every secret to her!!! =) oh, and the 1 thing i like about her most is when she doesn't know what me and sharmaine's saying, she'll say 'wad? huh?' her 'quote' ALWAYS makes me laugh! haha =) loveee you always!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Seo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;SEOJINXIANNNN!!! &lt;3!!! haha... She's the hyper one!!! She's really sweet and thoughtful! She always cheers me up when i'm sad!!! ily!!! muaixx!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Sarah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;SARAHHHHH!!! the one that's alwaysssssss hyper too!!! she's awesome!!! she always there for me! whenever she's right beside me, i won't be emo... at all!!! she and sharmaine's the ones that make me laugh the MOST!!! xoxo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Eleeza &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ellieeeeee!!! We had lots of fun last year!!! and we even fought... but we worked it all out and we're friends again!!! She's also the one with the sarcasm... haha... that makes me laugh... HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;almost all my besties makes me laugh... =) love ya!!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Zharif&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The guy that makes me laugh almost every time! His really nice! He seriously CAN'T STOP SMILING!!! Me, Sharmaine, Soraya and Seo tested him before... how long could he go without smiling and his record is 7 seconds( i think... or is it 12... i forgot ) haha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Xing Yiow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A friend and petbro of mine! His really really nice... He'll find topics to make me laugh when i'm down... He knows almost all my secrets... Shhhhh!!! haha... &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Chern Yuen/Zheng Hao/Benjamin Ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;YOU GUYS ARE THE BEST!!! They're very nice... We don't talk much though... but we really care about each other. We always support each other and that's why we're still friends... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-4636257021446438652?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/4636257021446438652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=4636257021446438652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/4636257021446438652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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school...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's got into me...&lt;br /&gt;My mind's full with unwanted memories&lt;br /&gt;and sorrows...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;It's complicated...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even tell xuen neither reg...&lt;br /&gt;And I'm trying to keep that way...&lt;br /&gt;Because once they know...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe...&lt;br /&gt;Just maybe...&lt;br /&gt;We can't even be friends anymore...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Hope I'll get well soon...&lt;br /&gt;oO...&lt;br /&gt;And I want &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;CUPCAKES&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;craving for cupcakes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jane&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-8359940631866919834?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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PLACE!!!&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!!!~&lt;br /&gt;we made banners for her...&lt;br /&gt;'SHARMAINE ROCKS'&lt;br /&gt;'SHARMAINE, WE LOVE YOU'&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;'SHARMAINE'S OUR NO.1'&lt;br /&gt;(i'll upload the photos as soon as i get it from sharmaine and janesh)&lt;br /&gt;ouch...&lt;br /&gt;i did a lot of cheering and shouting...&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;sharmaine was real awesome!&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;after that...&lt;br /&gt;we went to the cinema&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to watch paul something er... mall cop?&lt;br /&gt;( i forgot the title XP )&lt;br /&gt;but the queue was freakin' LONG!!!&lt;br /&gt;sooo...&lt;br /&gt;we went to the arcade...&lt;br /&gt;we had lots of fun there...&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to asian avenue...&lt;br /&gt;we did a lot of walking and dancing...&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;and to think of it...&lt;br /&gt;we did A LOT of CHATTING...&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;conclusion...&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS FUN!!!&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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is...&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;LOVE U ELLIE!!!&lt;br /&gt;and sharmaine...&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;and we're going shopping tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;HOW COOL IS THAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Janeyyyyy =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-8362261082483820987?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/8362261082483820987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=8362261082483820987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/8362261082483820987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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misuderstanding between us...&lt;br /&gt;i don't really know what got into us...&lt;br /&gt;i don't really know the true story...&lt;br /&gt;i don't really know why some of us aren't talking to each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. sharmaineyyy... thanks for comforting me when i was about to tear... oO... and thanks reg for cloud gazing with me... (the clouds are really pretty today...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. xuen cheer up... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i'm gonna stop now before i keep P.S.-ing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-9173003162688438158?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/9173003162688438158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=9173003162688438158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/9173003162688438158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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school...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we took some pics...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(reg's been requesting the pics for a very long time...she kept bugging me in school... haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329721432898120802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/Sfb5Z7etrGI/AAAAAAAAAE0/N_WDS2hKp28/s320/DSC04237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329720769728425330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/Sfb4zU-vLXI/AAAAAAAAAEs/QOwixcDqDSo/s320/DSC04200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329720262313347842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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/&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jane&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-7553316140202953500?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/7553316140202953500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=7553316140202953500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/7553316140202953500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/7553316140202953500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-over-it.html' title='I&apos;m Over It'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-6544155908500388856</id><published>2009-04-24T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T05:38:32.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Feel Annoyed!!!~</title><content type='html'>I feel annoyed and frustrated!!!~&lt;br /&gt;And the worst part is...&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why i feel this way!!!~&lt;br /&gt;Ar!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mood swing maybe...&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda emo today...&lt;br /&gt;Until i chat with seo and soraya...&lt;br /&gt;I laughed A LOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to my classmates!!!&lt;br /&gt;They made me laugh by trowing brooms around...&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks u guys!!!&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys A LOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;muaixx!!!~&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'll find the reason soon...&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna get over with it!!!~&lt;br /&gt;I hope i could solve the problem SOON!!!&lt;br /&gt;For now...&lt;br /&gt;I'll just keep on smiling!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY GO LUCKY!!!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-6544155908500388856?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/6544155908500388856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=6544155908500388856' title='0 Comments'/><link 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Over!!!~</title><content type='html'>MSSD was over...&lt;br /&gt;it ended yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;although we lost...&lt;br /&gt;all of us were still very SEMANGAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;i didn't get to play... along with xuen...&lt;br /&gt;but i'm okay with it!!!~&lt;br /&gt;i had fun cheering for the team!!!&lt;br /&gt;the score was:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOURIANS!&lt;/strong&gt; v.s. bestari - 5-25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOURIANS!&lt;/strong&gt; v.s. puchong perdana a.k.a. B&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;MBLEBEES - 14-25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOURIANS!&lt;/strong&gt; v.s. kembangan - 12-25&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;oh...&lt;br /&gt;and we drank BUBBLE TEA!!!&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss the bubble tea!!!&lt;br /&gt;*sob*&lt;br /&gt;anyways...&lt;br /&gt;in the bus...&lt;br /&gt;all of us fourians&lt;br /&gt;sang the 'theme song'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everywhere we go,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;People want to know,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who we are,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So we tell them,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are the &lt;strong&gt;FOURIANS&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go go fourians&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Up up fourians&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O-ee-eh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O-ee-ya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;when we reached school...&lt;br /&gt;we took a group photo ( seniors and juniors )&lt;br /&gt;after that...&lt;br /&gt;the seniors went out to eat&lt;br /&gt;the juniors stayed back... at school!!!&lt;br /&gt;on the way to the toilet...&lt;br /&gt;mei shouted...&lt;br /&gt;i say &lt;strong&gt;FOURIANS&lt;/strong&gt; u say?&lt;br /&gt;we shouted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OI!!!~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we kept continuing it!!!&lt;br /&gt;a lot form 2-s were looking out from the window...&lt;br /&gt;and then my classmates looked out...&lt;br /&gt;they were all saying hi to me...&lt;br /&gt;and some of them... especially kana(i think) accused me that i ponteng...&lt;br /&gt;grr!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;we walked pass every class and i don't really know why...&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;we were all soooooooo semangat!!!&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;i lurveeeee my volley buddies!!!&lt;br /&gt;oO...&lt;br /&gt;and after we ate our lunch at school...&lt;br /&gt;we practiced under the hot sun...&lt;br /&gt;we did put sun block though...&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328231344310858738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/SfGuLW7AM_I/AAAAAAAAADs/jmrJML4b3bo/s320/haha...+US!!!~" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328230943822975938" style="DISPLAY: block; 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COOKIES on top?!?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;DON'T LEAVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;you'll make all of us sad...&lt;br /&gt;'one goes down the other goes down'&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;*sob sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love,&lt;br /&gt;Jane&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-7868394471397196921?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/7868394471397196921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=7868394471397196921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/7868394471397196921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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really thank you guys for helping me through my problems with 'E'&lt;br /&gt;although I'm over with it...&lt;br /&gt;i still wishes that she'll forgive me 1 day...&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;other than that...&lt;br /&gt;I'm okay...&lt;br /&gt;don't have to worry about me...&lt;br /&gt;love you guys alwaysssss!!!~&lt;br /&gt;muaixx!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;      Janey! =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-8171349918162034351?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/8171349918162034351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=8171349918162034351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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Normal</title><content type='html'>When i read xuen's blog yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;I teared...&lt;br /&gt;I was sooooooo sad...&lt;br /&gt;We really tried to not let her feel left out...&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;As like what she said...&lt;br /&gt;It's time to get back to my normal life...&lt;br /&gt;Me with Sharmaine...&lt;br /&gt;Reg with Ashley and Rae...&lt;br /&gt;Xuen with Alynna and Lee Sun...&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;Xuen called me this morning...&lt;br /&gt;She said that she wanna be best friends again...&lt;br /&gt;At first...&lt;br /&gt;I kept backing out...&lt;br /&gt;I felt that my phobia is back...&lt;br /&gt;This is the same thing that happen between me and my x-best friends back at primary school...&lt;br /&gt;They said that they wanna get back with me...&lt;br /&gt;In the end...&lt;br /&gt;My heart was tore into pieces...&lt;br /&gt;After that...&lt;br /&gt;I started with a new friendship...&lt;br /&gt;With reg and xuen...&lt;br /&gt;And when xuen said that she wanna get back with me...&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know whether should I trust or not...&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;In the end...&lt;br /&gt;We're back to normal...&lt;br /&gt;I hope we'll be best friends forever...&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever...&lt;br /&gt;And it'll stay that way...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-7926868819534908462?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/7926868819534908462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=7926868819534908462' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/7926868819534908462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/7926868819534908462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-to-normal.html' title='Back To Normal'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-6031469853586733730</id><published>2009-04-16T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T05:10:44.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Undecided Path...</title><content type='html'>Are they really my true friends?&lt;br /&gt;Or not?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i really wonder whether they're my best friends or just pals?&lt;br /&gt;It's just that...&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm with them...&lt;br /&gt;I won't laugh that much...&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm with Sharmaine, Soraya, Seo, Sarah...&lt;br /&gt;I'll laugh...&lt;br /&gt;LOADSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!~&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know where to go?&lt;br /&gt;Which to choose?&lt;br /&gt;I just need more time to think about it...&lt;br /&gt;Give me some time...&lt;br /&gt;I'll firgure it out...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Just give me some time to sort things out...&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-6031469853586733730?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/6031469853586733730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-7874028858662330546</id><published>2009-04-15T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T05:43:16.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To A Friend Of Mine</title><content type='html'>hey girl!&lt;br /&gt;i know you've gone through some ups and downs...     &lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;always remember that you're lucky to have a friend (me =] ) to comfort you...&lt;br /&gt;to make you laugh...&lt;br /&gt;to make you smile...&lt;br /&gt;stay strong...&lt;br /&gt;never give up!&lt;br /&gt;loveeeeeeeeeeee ya alwayssss!!!&lt;br /&gt;muaixx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;    janey waney!  XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-7874028858662330546?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/7874028858662330546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=7874028858662330546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/7874028858662330546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/7874028858662330546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-friend-of-mine.html' title='To A Friend Of Mine'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-4803019901539394871</id><published>2009-04-15T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T05:25:36.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Tried... Very Hard...</title><content type='html'>I tried...&lt;br /&gt;Very hard...&lt;br /&gt;But i just couldn't forget the times we shared when we were best friends...&lt;br /&gt;The times we laugh&lt;br /&gt;The times we chat&lt;br /&gt;The times we joke&lt;br /&gt;And the times we shop!  =]&lt;br /&gt;There was once that i really tried to not think about her...&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't...&lt;br /&gt;Whenever she sees me and never said hi to me...&lt;br /&gt;I felt really hurt...&lt;br /&gt;I teared...&lt;br /&gt;And the only thing that could cure this is for her to forgive me...&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe......&lt;br /&gt;This day would never ever come...&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;For now...&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that i could do now is pray...&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;Try to move on...&lt;br /&gt;And not think about it...&lt;br /&gt;Just keep movin' on...&lt;br /&gt;That's what I'm gonna do...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-4803019901539394871?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/4803019901539394871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=4803019901539394871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/4803019901539394871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/4803019901539394871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-tried-very-hard.html' title='I Tried... Very Hard...'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11181916395118221857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kJTzc6xvIsE/So-sv2n07PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/u7ya4EetVw8/S220/me+reg+xuen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658068411564108885.post-8206407059493419908</id><published>2009-04-05T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T01:20:57.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the heart of a confused friend</title><content type='html'>i'm really confused...&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what's wrong and what's right...&lt;br /&gt;i don't know which to trust...&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know whether i've chose the right friend...&lt;br /&gt;it's just that...&lt;br /&gt;the friend of mine...&lt;br /&gt;won't keep my secrets...&lt;br /&gt;she doesn't care how i feel when she hurt my feelings...&lt;br /&gt;and yet she said that she's always invisible when she's with me...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;what am i suppose to do?!?!&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-8206407059493419908?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/8206407059493419908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658068411564108885&amp;postID=8206407059493419908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/8206407059493419908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658068411564108885/posts/default/8206407059493419908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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April...&lt;br /&gt;'E' and i were best friends...&lt;br /&gt;until one day somebody( our best friend ) gave her a letter...&lt;br /&gt;a letter that hurt her feeling real bad...&lt;br /&gt;before 'E' read that letter...&lt;br /&gt;i saw it...&lt;br /&gt;i tried to stop that 'somebody' but it was no use...&lt;br /&gt;the 'somebody' even asked me to keep it as a secret&lt;br /&gt;and not tell 'E' that it was her that wrote the letter&lt;br /&gt;i promised her because it was none of my business...&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to get involve in the fight between my 2 best friends...&lt;br /&gt;in the end...&lt;br /&gt;she found out...&lt;br /&gt;she found out at the middle of August...&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how she found out...&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;she did...&lt;br /&gt;she knows that 'somebody' wrote the letter...&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly...&lt;br /&gt;i was involved too....&lt;br /&gt;'somebody' told 'E' that i kept the secret...&lt;br /&gt;she was mad at me... mostly sad...&lt;br /&gt;that night....&lt;br /&gt;i sms-ed her and apologize...&lt;br /&gt;but she didn't forgive me...&lt;br /&gt;until now...&lt;br /&gt;i still apologize to her...&lt;br /&gt;but she still can't forgive me...&lt;br /&gt;it's been more than 7 months...&lt;br /&gt;i miss laughing with her...&lt;br /&gt;sharing secrets together...&lt;br /&gt;talking about the gossips at school...&lt;br /&gt;and even...&lt;br /&gt;shopping together...&lt;br /&gt;i miss her a lot...&lt;br /&gt;i just hope that one day she'll forgive me&lt;br /&gt;and my other bestiez that broke her heart...&lt;br /&gt;every night...&lt;br /&gt;i still pray to God...&lt;br /&gt;that she'll forgive us...&lt;br /&gt;that she'll be our best friend again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658068411564108885-2244138173767830146?l=janey-littlemisstrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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