<?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-3321365403515583181</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:44:41.942-07:00</updated><category term='ha ha first blog'/><title type='text'>The Onli Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenelifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3321365403515583181/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenelifestory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JoLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055874153443298724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3321365403515583181.post-346145680075897966</id><published>2007-11-25T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T05:31:45.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's wrong with me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Haiz.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I am very sorry to those who I have throw temper on recently...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Recently, I have very bad attitude, and I have been very emotionally instable, Sorry man... I am so sorry... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;If there is any chance for me to do anything, let me know, I mean I am realli sorry for what I did.... Seriously....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I have serious moodswing, SO very very sorry.... And I am petty sry... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I mean If you realli know me, then you should know how I really sry sry sry... Haiz.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I think I really need to think back and take things more lightly i mean not to be so serious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I am Sorry Chong LIMIN!!! realli dun mean it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Trust me... I wouldn't act harshly le.... I won't say the things to hurt you again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Cos I rem what you said... The one who loves you won't make you cry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3321365403515583181-346145680075897966?l=jolenelifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenelifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/346145680075897966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3321365403515583181&amp;postID=346145680075897966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3321365403515583181/posts/default/346145680075897966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3321365403515583181/posts/default/346145680075897966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenelifestory.blogspot.com/2007/11/whats-wrong-with-me.html' title='What&apos;s wrong with me?'/><author><name>JoLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055874153443298724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3321365403515583181.post-1796721978975643558</id><published>2007-11-08T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T05:25:11.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning how to cherish the past i had!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hello! Long time no chat liao... i mean Long time no post.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I learn to cherish the past at time, as at least I have the chance to meet that someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;At least I have the chance to meet him in class, not everyone have the chance to meet anyone. As for my school's case it is very little chance to even meet someone. Being able to see him everyday(which is in the past) is enough, at least i have the chance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Actually I am fortunate that i can know quite alot of things about him although some maybe lie but at least I still know things that others might not know. Actually I am quite fortunate to see quite alot of things. His gentle side/ his angry side/ his happy side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And quite fortunate not everyboby can share individual time with the people they like... Therefore, not that bad afterall bah.... Furthermore, at least he use to pamper me and worry about me, and I think that's should be enough bah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;But recently i found out that he is a guy who will like to know new people expecially girls haiz... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Nvm bah... maybe his care and concern have already flew away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I dun know if it is of any motive but just remember the happy moment bah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;JoLeNe TaN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3321365403515583181-1796721978975643558?l=jolenelifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenelifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1796721978975643558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3321365403515583181&amp;postID=1796721978975643558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3321365403515583181/posts/default/1796721978975643558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3321365403515583181/posts/default/1796721978975643558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenelifestory.blogspot.com/2007/11/learning-how-to-cherish-past-i-had.html' title='Learning how to cherish the past i had!'/><author><name>JoLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055874153443298724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3321365403515583181.post-7391419025239098942</id><published>2007-08-07T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T05:30:40.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ANGRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHOCK TO SEE ME POST????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AR!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHY NO ONE TELL ME WHY WHY WHY!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHY AM I THE LAST ONE TO KNOW WHY WOR WHY?????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PAIN PAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHY NO ONE TELL ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHY................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HAVE BEEN THE FOOL ALL ALONG....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JOLENE BAKA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3321365403515583181-7391419025239098942?l=jolenelifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenelifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7391419025239098942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3321365403515583181&amp;postID=7391419025239098942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3321365403515583181/posts/default/7391419025239098942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3321365403515583181/posts/default/7391419025239098942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenelifestory.blogspot.com/2007/08/angry.html' title='ANGRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>JoLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055874153443298724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3321365403515583181.post-8639702681719924040</id><published>2007-06-30T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T06:30:02.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's on my mind?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ha...where should I start? ha ha... tell you all what happen today first bah... I went for my practical practice!!!!!! YEAH !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;that was fun man!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ha ha ha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Guess which is the most funniest part???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ha ha... My sis got shock when she see me turn... as i didn't really release the acceleration pedal and turn... ha ha ha... Like DYTONA sia!!!! ha ha... Then the instructor got a shock... cos... I stop very near the vehicle infront ha ha ha!!!!! LALALA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Can anyone tell me what happen to me? Shouldn't I feel happy when he is close to me... Why can't i treat me like normal??? haiz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;what's on me... People view me i should be happi but why why...:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Why when i noe he no longer care i would feel the sadness why??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I JUST WANNA BE WITH YOU RIGHT NOW!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3321365403515583181-8639702681719924040?l=jolenelifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenelifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8639702681719924040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3321365403515583181&amp;postID=8639702681719924040' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3321365403515583181/posts/default/8639702681719924040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3321365403515583181/posts/default/8639702681719924040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenelifestory.blogspot.com/2007/06/whats-on-my-mind.html' title='What&apos;s on my mind?'/><author><name>JoLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055874153443298724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3321365403515583181.post-1787651045637327688</id><published>2007-06-28T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T09:07:06.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The EMO day!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;To start off....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wanted to post something i wrote at BBDC while thinking of him during my practice paper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;(The eye for him)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;" If possible of course I would want to be by your side. But if fate is to be so cruel or rather i dun realli know how to phrase it, I would just hide behind something or someone to watch you sliently. To make sure that everything is going well for you. If you sentence me to death without a reason, I would not stop you. Course without you to look out for, the world is just the same no matter where i go. =) Chill man... I am just a normal person, not being able to do much for you =( sorry =( Just trying my best to make you happy =) If you hate to see me, I would try my best to make sure that there is something or someone to block me from being seen by you=) cos i just want you to be happy the way you want! =) (The way you want it to be)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Let's start....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;About what happen yesterday... Ha ha althought it may seems to be abit lame by what they do but it is quite fun as long as they are happy=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sometimes, I just hope friends can be there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I dun realli know should I be happy or sad....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I might try to look happy with a sad heart... But is like I feel happy that i can see him being happy.... But in another words it may mean that i dun mean much to him as he is still the way he is or rather he might be even happier than being my goosd friend... When i see him talking to msn until so happy i would wonder who makes him so Happy. And he seems to be happy viewing other people's picture through friendster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;But I have no choice but to force myself to think that he is Happy especially without me... When it comes to at night... It would be worst the feeling of loneliness would be higher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;however, better than nothing at least he is talking to me now.... I mean not talk but playing with me...&gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;AM I HAPPY THE WAY I AM NOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3321365403515583181-1787651045637327688?l=jolenelifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenelifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1787651045637327688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3321365403515583181&amp;postID=1787651045637327688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3321365403515583181/posts/default/1787651045637327688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3321365403515583181/posts/default/1787651045637327688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenelifestory.blogspot.com/2007/06/emo-day.html' title='The EMO day!!!!'/><author><name>JoLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055874153443298724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3321365403515583181.post-1174831772141546705</id><published>2007-06-23T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T20:47:56.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The way to BBDC!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok man I should&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I should start with the day whereby i went for my Final Theory Test which is on 21st of jun... The whole class know about it as my Facilitator wish me all the best before i went off for my test....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079469208447067554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glhxl9s1sPA/Rn3mVTkFpaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/n64ApNmt_dg/s320/Photo-0335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And of course ha ha this is the cute little bus which i wish to sit and told my friend this type of bus is cute althought they are old.... And this is the bus that bring me the smooth journey to pass my test =) Thanks Man Cute Bus!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079470144749938098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glhxl9s1sPA/Rn3nLzkFpbI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_bCJ9AeOGyA/s320/Photo-0333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff9900;"&gt;And this are just some of the features in the bus... Look at the door man!!!! So unique... It open by sliding wor ha ha ha!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Just Love it cos it is unique enough Just LOve the way it looks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Somethings everything just can be appreciated... And Love the way it is.... Just like normal Human =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079471016628299202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glhxl9s1sPA/Rn3n-jkFpcI/AAAAAAAAAA8/OgpZ4_KrY0Q/s320/Photo-0328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And this is just one of the donut i ate at BBDC... During holidays... when i went for morning practice paper... And after i pass my FTT (final theory test...) I would focus on my practice for the driving =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;JOLene need to Jia you le!!!!! ha ha ha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079471729592870354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glhxl9s1sPA/Rn3ooDkFpdI/AAAAAAAAABE/6_d3kRo8LLE/s320/Photo-0334.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff33;"&gt;And this picture shows the pervertic julien... who acting to peep at someone's undergarment ha ha ha... Tat's lame man!!! real lame sia!!! Wth.... Cold sweat dripping -.-".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3321365403515583181-1174831772141546705?l=jolenelifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenelifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1174831772141546705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3321365403515583181&amp;postID=1174831772141546705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3321365403515583181/posts/default/1174831772141546705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3321365403515583181/posts/default/1174831772141546705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenelifestory.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-might-not-be-good-friend.html' title='The way to BBDC!!!'/><author><name>JoLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055874153443298724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glhxl9s1sPA/Rn3mVTkFpaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/n64ApNmt_dg/s72-c/Photo-0335.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3321365403515583181.post-5564230098884829365</id><published>2007-06-16T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T08:20:59.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Okay as per requested... i better blog today if not i sure kena beat man ha ha ha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Haiz... Actually recently quite emo...&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc9933;"&gt;The someone seems to left... Haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc9933;"&gt;I am Selfish so i choose to avoid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc9933;"&gt;And furthermore i am realli very very very tired le... Haiz help!!!!i miss u!!!! But haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Today the ah min hor... ha ha... Blur lol... Ha ha... Do lame thingy sia... Ha Ha Ha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#9999ff;"&gt;U know what people use the kid use de toilet bowl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#9999ff;"&gt;and when we on the way to take train she ask me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#9999ff;"&gt;are we going to take train ah dot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#9999ff;"&gt;then nvm ha ha I bought a fake sun flower to cheer her up... in the end she use it as a weapon to hit me... Evil sia... ha ha ha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Haiz... Actually seriously saying i realli miss the last him before he change lol haiz... Just hope it can turn back... but haiz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dun think so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Haiz so i have to get use to it le bah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;No matter wat luckily i still have U GUYS by my side u GUYS ROX man!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I miss u all =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I miss him! haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff9900;"&gt;opps scratch kor kor they all when playing basketball again... sry wor!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff9900;"&gt;ps ar!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I dunno why when i hear what that rad say!!! I realli very angry feel like killing him he realli disappoint me sia... Hate him!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&gt;&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#6600cc;"&gt;If U mean to hurt me !!! I would rather pass u a knife and u stab it would be less pain rather than wat i having now!!! THE WAY U TREAT GOOD FRIEND I GOT NOTHING TO SAY!!!&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO MATTER WAT I JUST WANT YOU TO KNOW I AM ALWAYS HERE... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND ALL MY FRIEND OUT THERE... JOLENE IS ALWAYS HERE... MY SHOULDER IS ALWAYS AVAILABLE =) CHILL MAN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3321365403515583181-5564230098884829365?l=jolenelifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenelifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5564230098884829365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3321365403515583181&amp;postID=5564230098884829365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3321365403515583181/posts/default/5564230098884829365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3321365403515583181/posts/default/5564230098884829365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenelifestory.blogspot.com/2007/06/okay-as-per-requested.html' title=''/><author><name>JoLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055874153443298724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3321365403515583181.post-20907554123807282</id><published>2007-06-03T06:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T07:04:47.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE THEM!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glhxl9s1sPA/RmLFViQJtQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1CJwy7tgCGQ/s1600-h/Photo-0327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071833104135075074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glhxl9s1sPA/RmLFViQJtQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1CJwy7tgCGQ/s320/Photo-0327.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ha Ha Ha.... guess you all noe wat's that dun need me to say ha ha ha.... That's NITE green apple flavour..... ha ha ha.... Huiyi trying to stop me from buying but can't... Sorri cos i realli very fan... cos i make someone angry... gaga.... &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;.... I dun wan him to angry with me.... Cos the things i say i dun mean it... Jolene is always saying things that she dun wana say de....&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071834899431404818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glhxl9s1sPA/RmLG-CQJtRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Vj7_y5Zzx6o/s320/DSCN0203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ha ha... That's me and Huiyi blur face sia... Ha Ha Ha... lala... Know why no min...??? Cos she dun give me face dun wan take with me ha ha ha.... Come lets smack her ha ha ha....&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I miss the sec sch life man!!!! I MISS THEM!!!! I miss BEL WAN AND ALL...&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MIN AND YI.... Thanks for being there for me all along... HAHA... although i am down u all are always there.... BTW.... I think i must really think before i say things... So that i won't hurt u all and pissed everyone off...&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;If the someone whom I made him angry happen to view my blog which i dun think he will see..... SOrry for being like that i am always saying things which i shouldn't say and dun wish to say de... ZHEN DE HEN BAO QIan!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MIN MIN AND YIYI!!!! THANKS FOR ACCING ME WHEN I AM DOWN AND THANKS FOR LISTENING TO ME!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3321365403515583181-20907554123807282?l=jolenelifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenelifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/20907554123807282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3321365403515583181&amp;postID=20907554123807282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3321365403515583181/posts/default/20907554123807282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3321365403515583181/posts/default/20907554123807282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenelifestory.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-love-them.html' title='I LOVE THEM!!!!!'/><author><name>JoLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055874153443298724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glhxl9s1sPA/RmLFViQJtQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1CJwy7tgCGQ/s72-c/Photo-0327.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3321365403515583181.post-2424457750619519556</id><published>2007-06-01T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T09:44:27.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the way it is</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Feeling down... If that day will come it will just arrive so why am i feeling so down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Haiz... do i really want it to be this way? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;The very moment the thought in me was just to dissapear from the scene and not seeing anything... Cos i think i just don't have the courage to face the fact...  I just don't have the courage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The day would come so i should have been prepared? or is just that i just don't want to face the truth? Am i being stupid by doing that or... I am always stupid&gt;&lt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Why do i always have to say the things i dun wan to say or dun mean it... whyh why why??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I sometimes just hate myself....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Do i really want it to be that way?.... DO I????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Forgive me&gt;&lt;... I just wanna look at you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3321365403515583181-2424457750619519556?l=jolenelifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenelifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2424457750619519556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3321365403515583181&amp;postID=2424457750619519556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3321365403515583181/posts/default/2424457750619519556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3321365403515583181/posts/default/2424457750619519556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenelifestory.blogspot.com/2007/06/way-it-is.html' title='the way it is'/><author><name>JoLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055874153443298724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3321365403515583181.post-5351069529389105250</id><published>2007-05-31T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T04:45:25.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo Man!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hey hey hey....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Today is a good day!!!!!! ha ha ha.... Cos i went to shop at bugis with Ma Yuan and her housemates.... ha ha ha.... Wah... saying the truth there are really too much things to shop.... If only i have alot alot alot of money... then i shop until i am staistified. I spend ard 120.... opps... over spend again... haiz use to it le...Ga ga.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;Hey hey.... also got to know new friend.... Ma Yuan's friend... ha ha ha.... Don't really know her actual name... only know i call her yaya... ha ha ha... funny cos she say can call her that... since it is a easy way to call i also don't mind gaga.... yeah yeah yeah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#999900;"&gt;Got myself 4 tops, 1 shorts, 4 pairs of earrings and a necklance. ha ha ha... Happy shopping... Actually want to get a shoe but don't have my size&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;okokok.... Now start with yesterday....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;not really a smooth day.... cause.... I step into the hole of a wooden cardboard...&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Felt insecure at a moment, as i try to reach grab min but i miss.... cause she was walking quite fast and didn't know... I don't blame her as it was too sudden... But for that moment i felt insecure... Haiz... No one is there to protect me all the time.... Told someone but the person never replied felt really sad... As it seems that I am not being protected... Only min there to ask if i am okay... And only Ma Yuan who bother to ask if I am okay.... Actually i am quite touch by them. But found out something not everyone would be there to protect me not everyone is there to protect me.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993399;"&gt;"Will you rescue me out of the water when i am drowning? Will you be my light when it is dark? Will you take my hands when i am lost ? Will you be there if i am sad? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993399;"&gt;" Somehow i just want to lean onto someone and think no more, although i do not want to be weak but sometime the road ahead is too steep, and i can't move on..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993399;"&gt;"WILL YOU TAKE MY HANDS?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3321365403515583181-5351069529389105250?l=jolenelifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenelifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5351069529389105250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3321365403515583181&amp;postID=5351069529389105250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3321365403515583181/posts/default/5351069529389105250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3321365403515583181/posts/default/5351069529389105250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenelifestory.blogspot.com/2007/05/yo-man.html' title='Yo Man!'/><author><name>JoLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055874153443298724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3321365403515583181.post-5039559018556625379</id><published>2007-05-29T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T07:24:37.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ha ha first blog'/><title type='text'>JOLene</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glhxl9s1sPA/Rlw3kCQJtPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ULCBbo72FSU/s1600-h/Picture+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069988372731770098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glhxl9s1sPA/Rlw3kCQJtPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ULCBbo72FSU/s320/Picture+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glhxl9s1sPA/Rlw3XCQJtOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SzfZTGU1UJw/s1600-h/DSCN0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069988149393470690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glhxl9s1sPA/Rlw3XCQJtOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SzfZTGU1UJw/s320/DSCN0148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friends.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dear buddies sorry for making you all tired all this while... Is like it is always due to my attitude and i felt really bad, I am sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I felt that i have said sorry alot of time and didn't manage to change .... Felt so useless... Really hope to control my temper. Maybe the problem with me is that i always think that people so something on purpose, which they didn't mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I should say myself lucky to have such good friends around me to guild me through my mistake and not giving up hope on me thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BABES i really luvs YOU GUYS!!!!! THANKS FOR NOT GIVING UP HOPE ON ME&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Nice facilitator for science and other module.... But really touch by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;faci&lt;/span&gt;.... I really likes her but why do she have to leave... But really wish her all the best in everything she do.... She is the one that makes me like science.... She is the one!!! That motivate me to move on and work harder to aim for better grade she is the one!!!!!! Okay i would JIA YOU!!! same to her hope she will do well no matter what she is doing really wish her all the best!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Class&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Felt closer to the class... as now we tend to eat together. Although it might not be very big group but still it is consider as W15F.... rox!!!!!! :) Just love them.... And thanks to the someone who encourage me to Jia you too!!!!! I will really try my best!!!!! We rox!!!!! ha ha ha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Module&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;haiz... still not doing very well... But i would really try my very best to improve:) not just for me but for the people around me who cares:) I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Just want him to be happy:)&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/3321365403515583181-5039559018556625379?l=jolenelifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenelifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5039559018556625379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3321365403515583181&amp;postID=5039559018556625379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3321365403515583181/posts/default/5039559018556625379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3321365403515583181/posts/default/5039559018556625379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenelifestory.blogspot.com/2007/05/jolene.html' title='JOLene'/><author><name>JoLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055874153443298724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glhxl9s1sPA/Rlw3kCQJtPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ULCBbo72FSU/s72-c/Picture+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
