<?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-6259051</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:41:12.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revised rhapsody</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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>224</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110627735028408126</id><published>2005-01-21T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T11:15:50.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I need to stop all these. Refrain myself from thinking this way.Everytime I don't get my way, i start thinking too much.Thinking that we're not meant to be and maybe there is someone else there.. in your heart. Ok.. I've officially gone mad. -screams.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110627735028408126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110627735028408126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110627735028408126' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110622029386910736</id><published>2005-01-20T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T19:24:53.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How i wish my mind is as simple as those little kids out there.I think i went crazy already LA!hur hur-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110622029386910736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110622029386910736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110622029386910736' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110591969177757625</id><published>2005-01-17T07:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T07:56:38.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm so into cantonese songs now. Thanks to the drama series - My Date With a Vampire 3. All the songs in this drama are nice, very appealing. HAA. My blog song is one of the my favourite songs from Vampire 3 drama. Awww.. it's so nice can! lalala~~Alrights, gonna go school soon. MOB test later. -urgh! sucky. i think im gonna fail.But i've got yummy food later, so today isn't that bad. No blues</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110591969177757625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110591969177757625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110591969177757625' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110589043511761987</id><published>2005-01-16T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T07:50:53.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I felt relieved after text-ing each other for quite sometime. Finally, the burden that keep me in suspense is laid off. Guys, cheer for me! (:Throughout the whole period of uncertainty, i felt so helpless and have got no one to turn to. Then, i found this friend - he listened to me complaining about this and that, comforting and advising me. He's really a great buddy and it makes me wonder why </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110589043511761987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110589043511761987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110589043511761987' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110580676048072819</id><published>2005-01-16T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T00:32:40.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm suffocating... in my own thoughts..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110580676048072819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110580676048072819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110580676048072819' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110571927399664191</id><published>2005-01-14T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T00:37:30.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its MUMMY'S BIRTHDAY today! haha. We had a quiet dinner - at Pizza Hut. Only Dad, Mum, Sis &amp; her bf, and me. Bro went for reservice so he couldn't make it. But he said he will bring us to Grassroot Country Club's restuarant for dinner - celebrating mum's and sis-in-law's mum's birthday together. LOLs. Great, yummy food again. (:Reached home and i helped mum to hang those washed clothes up to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110571927399664191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110571927399664191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110571927399664191' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110570092068085804</id><published>2005-01-14T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T19:08:40.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>whooopeee! finally done with this skin. (:did this in a rush and i think it turned out fine, well at least to me la!alrights, blog later. gonna go celebrate mum's birthday!so who vote for pizza hut? me! me! me! x)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110570092068085804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110570092068085804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110570092068085804' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110563160060261923</id><published>2005-01-13T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T23:53:20.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been feeling rather emotional for the past few days. (Yet again. I know.) It has got nothing to do with pms or stuffs like that cos my period just ended last week. I guess this time, it got to do with myself. Yes, me...Pinning high expectations won't do you much good. Ultimately, disappointment will sink in, bringing you right down to the bottom of the hill, if that whoever didn't do </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110563160060261923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110563160060261923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110563160060261923' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110537272227195044</id><published>2005-01-10T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T23:58:42.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I need something to calm myself down. My mind was so worked up that i feel like screaming at anyone who come talking to me right now - Sis was nearly the victim.Why am i so frustrated? Cos this isn't the fking first time which i can't play those games i installed. The worse case was when i installed The Sims 2 into my comp, it crashed... i needa get my friend over to help me see whether my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110537272227195044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110537272227195044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110537272227195044' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110498744619606444</id><published>2005-01-06T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T12:57:26.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OMFG!I witnessed something really really disgusting and it is triggering every hair of mine stand. This couple from my neighbouring class... Okays, I know this is just what couples will do, but... NOT IN SCHOOL RIGHT! This couple was practically experimenting every intimate behaviour couple will do AT HOME. We saw that guy's hand wondered into her skirt and... you should know what happened next</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110498744619606444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110498744619606444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110498744619606444' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110456737019708914</id><published>2005-01-01T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T21:09:17.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Celebrated New Year's eve with my secondary school friends. It was a blast man! All those who sprayed us were attacked by our entire gang. Imagine... one guy being surrounded by us and was sprayed till he pleaded us to stop. Wah... it was really hilarious. Sprayed those banglas who were apparently enjoying themselves spraying us and other groups. In the end, they got sprayed by few groups of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110456737019708914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110456737019708914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110456737019708914' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110424338692117982</id><published>2004-12-28T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T22:16:26.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Urgh...! My mum is always the one who spoil my day. I'm so damn peeved la. She fking scolded me (when she thought i've overshot the free call &amp; sms charges which i didn't.) Oh come on la, please open your damn eyes BIG and read the bill content ok! I told her to read it and guess what? upon realising she was at the wrong she still scold me. WAH! SHE DAMN CRAZY CAN! @#$%^&amp;*()!~` screw her la.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110424338692117982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110424338692117982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110424338692117982' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110419267864080262</id><published>2004-12-28T08:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T19:33:50.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Good Morning everyone! I was up early in the morning to upload these pictures to the net. Am extremely tire, thus i'm not going to school now. Shall reach school for lunch instead.here:  bro's weddingAlrights, gtg. Bye!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110419267864080262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110419267864080262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110419267864080262' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110416443194567293</id><published>2004-12-27T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T07:30:37.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yooo! I just got back from Gerald's house not too long ago. The time spent was great. From sleeping in his arms to playing wrestling in the night, wah... how i wish everyday will be like that. I don't mind having this kind of routine. -grins.Hmm... I think i'm not gonna blog about bro's wedding (im too lazy to do so). To sum up, the wedding was good. The scene of fetching the bride was funny </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110416443194567293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110416443194567293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110416443194567293' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110396795358302510</id><published>2004-12-25T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T17:45:53.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okays.Christmas eve's pictures are up.click clickEnjoy!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110396795358302510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110396795358302510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110396795358302510' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110395421263106316</id><published>2004-12-25T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T17:01:11.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>weee~ I'm back to blog again. It's christmas today and i would like to wish all of you who are currently at my blog a MERRY MERRY CHRISTMAS and a HAPPY HAPPY NEW YEAR. ALL THE BEST IN THE COMING 2005. (:Alrights, I shall start blogging about yesterday. School at 9am. i met jia'en and we exchanged presents and all. Oh yes, we received chocolate from our lecturer. She's thoughtful isn't it? Hee. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110395421263106316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110395421263106316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110395421263106316' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110364591919475341</id><published>2004-12-21T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T07:35:14.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes. I have to agree that in this world no one truly understands us. Even those whom you consider your 'love of my life'. My the other half tends to misunderstand my words or actions. Even if he doesn't fathom the real reason behind my undeniably tearful eyes, he just take it that what he wants to do is more important? ; i'm angry with him; or whatsoever.Lately, i've been facing gloomy emotions</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110364591919475341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110364591919475341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110364591919475341' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110330237478060600</id><published>2004-12-18T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T16:53:32.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i feel like as if ive just finished an intensive workout. im so damn tire and sleepy la! dont think im gonna blog about today - please refer to pris' blog for more info (thats only if she blog abt today).aights... again. just few pics before i go. hohoho...im always the target. x)yummy food! - coffeebean paragonclockwise: me, phyllis, camille.camille and mee! x)hear, see and say</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110330237478060600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110330237478060600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110330237478060600' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110321026249279416</id><published>2004-12-16T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T23:36:03.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>as you can see, ive changed my template again. and this time, its not purely out of boredom. its that im starting to dislike the previous template - emily the strange. haa.anyhows, nth much to blog abt today. basically, it was just school, books and yeahs... computer. school for the past few days was alright. from the lamest lecturer(Quek ? ?) i ever seen to my jprg lecturer who claimed that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110321026249279416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110321026249279416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110321026249279416' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110298103781689662</id><published>2004-12-14T07:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T07:37:17.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>first day of school wasnt too bad and wasnt too good. it was average. just like today, i woke up at this freaking hour just to get myself ready for school ytd. wtf. damn tire can! school was boring until pris came over to have lunch with us at fc6. alamak. shes always the source of my laughing gas. ilu* pris. (:okays, gonna meet baby and go school tgt soon. goodbye everyone.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110298103781689662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110298103781689662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110298103781689662' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110282509405083543</id><published>2004-12-12T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T12:19:54.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>theres still 21 hours more to go before school officially starts. the thought of going back to school, having heaps of assignments &amp; projects and to focus everything on books, simply turns me off. but nonetheless, going back to school means i dont have to rot at home, i dont have to always "im so bored", i get to see my friends and hmm... i get to save some money? should i feel happy or should i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110282509405083543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110282509405083543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110282509405083543' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110271387914206935</id><published>2004-12-11T05:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T05:24:39.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its 5:14am now and im still awake. why? cos i was playing gunbound the lame game with pris since 12 plus am. the tiredness we got during work didnt drag us along with it, we were all so energetic after bathing. hohoho...but...i can feel my eyelids getting heavier and heavier. and my eyebags going deeper and deeper. tiredness did caught me and this time im quite prepared. too bad, i cant head </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110271387914206935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110271387914206935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110271387914206935' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110251891467961710</id><published>2004-12-08T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T23:15:14.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went town today with sis and mum. got myself stuffs that somehow match the gown which im gonna wear for bro's wedding.yeahs.. once i stepped out of fareast 7-11, i saw leandra. lols. my sis said she seems fatter than what we see on tv. well, i have to agree with her. prolly cos the way she dress makes her look fatter? ah... who cares. was shopping at fareast and came across this cheongsam which</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110251891467961710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110251891467961710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110251891467961710' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110224169637567999</id><published>2004-12-05T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T18:17:19.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im tanned!okays, maybe not. but at least i can see the different in skin colour. hohoho... (:anyhows, pictures are up on my gallery.click click</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110224169637567999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110224169637567999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110224169637567999' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110218353423366082</id><published>2004-12-05T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T02:13:37.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>instead of slping straight after bath, i decided to change my blog template. got sick of the previous one as it looks too kiddy for me. hee. x)anyhows, just got back from work 1 and 1/2 hours ago. ve got myself the adidas wallet before going to work just now. hohoho...alrights, turning in soon. gonna go tanning with pris tml at da swimming complex. LOLs. good night everyone!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110218353423366082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110218353423366082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110218353423366082' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110208234831656619</id><published>2004-12-03T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T21:59:08.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>freaks. am damn furious about what mum did. i bought this gown for bro's wedding. it was a black one. and she was fking angry.mum: what?! i asked you to get other colours not black. y you go and buy?!me: you where got say dont get black? you told me not to get white!mum: i asked you not to get white and black (which she nv said black at all) !mum: later grandpa angry!me: get black also </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110208234831656619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110208234831656619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110208234831656619' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110195113875320600</id><published>2004-12-02T09:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T09:36:21.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pretty annoyed by those qns which one of my classmates asked ytd. like hello? you mean you dont know where are the places to watch movies? i mean like... if you wanna bring your gf to da movie, just take her to shopping complex where theres a cinema? it doesnt matter where you take her to, as long as you did ask her out isnt it? ugh... was quite pissed about it and this somehow led me to think </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110195113875320600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110195113875320600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110195113875320600' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110180533863230132</id><published>2004-11-30T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T17:02:18.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>new pics are up on my gallery.click clickenjoy!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110180533863230132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110180533863230132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110180533863230132' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110178893465832535</id><published>2004-11-30T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T12:28:54.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haven been eating well these few days. why? it all thanks to my small lil ulcer which eventually grew bigger under my tongue. it fking hurts and i just cant imagine myself eating my rice or whatever in this kinda condition, and so.. i proceeded with eating junk food which will make me feel full and yesh... easier to put it in my mouth, chew and swallow. oh great, there goes my moreveggie&amp;fruits </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110178893465832535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110178893465832535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110178893465832535' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110157847057441424</id><published>2004-11-28T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T09:41:57.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>geez. just back from supper.went smb to find dar in the late evening before going to da coffeeshop near smb shopping centre to meet zhao and co. had a really highincalories meal man. first it was bbq chickenwings, then i ordered rojak. then, dar ordered fried kwayteow. wahrao. so fattening right? i guess im the one to be blamed for those add-on kg ive earned since semestral break starts. woohooo</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110157847057441424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110157847057441424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110157847057441424' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110144958936391646</id><published>2004-11-26T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T14:17:41.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i dont wanna go work! i dont know anything about serving ppls! why must sebastian be sick?! sighs.. im replacing him and today is my first day in banquet. UGH!emelia, quit bakers inn la! lets go cafe cartel!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110144958936391646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110144958936391646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110144958936391646' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110139731831682222</id><published>2004-11-25T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T12:16:43.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WOOOHOOOO!!! my computer is finally okay. thanks to mr zhaoquan!!! ((:so damn happy can! muahahaha-like after a week of being computerless and daily goingouts, i can finally stay at home. i think mum will be happy. but hey, i should be happy too. i can finally use the computer! i can play games, surf net, msn, blog.. woot.. theres lotsa things i can do with it. OMG. okay, it seems like this is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110139731831682222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110139731831682222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110139731831682222' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110104683796006121</id><published>2004-11-21T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T22:20:37.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haven been online for like 4 days? and my days were totally screwed!i admit that having computer-less is like living in hell. imagine, im so away from the "world" ):my computer crashed. and i dont know when will i be able to get a new computer. UGH!!!alrights.. gotta go. bye everyone.btw, i got myself a new hp and new no too! email me for my new no if you dont have it. cheers..p.s: blogging</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110104683796006121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110104683796006121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110104683796006121' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110062079003649792</id><published>2004-11-16T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T23:59:50.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MY COMPUTER SERIOUSLY SUCKS TO THE CORE!!!fking frustrated now can! UGH!!! how i wish i can just throw it out of the window like how i threw those sweetwrappers.that fking computer of mine spoilt my happymood la. fkit.and im hungry too. grrrr...!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110062079003649792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110062079003649792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110062079003649792' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110044792608197114</id><published>2004-11-14T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T00:08:28.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alrights. spastic me with pony beanie. so shitass.dar took it for me. xPtoday is a happyhappyjoyjoy meet-up with my baby. didnt meet him for slightly more than a week and yes, we are still lovey-dovey or maybe a lil more than before. well, absence makes hearts grow fonder isnt it? (:went town and decided to catch the movie, TAXI. its absolutely a nice show and its worth the money, fantastic!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110044792608197114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110044792608197114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110044792608197114' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110032124214147060</id><published>2004-11-13T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T12:49:57.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just came back from beach. HAHA.spasticated: xian, me, bern. (:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110032124214147060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110032124214147060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110032124214147060' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110032128349397728</id><published>2004-11-13T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T12:48:03.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dated 121104. its TANNING DAY. (:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110032128349397728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110032128349397728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110032128349397728' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110032118724123969</id><published>2004-11-13T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T12:46:27.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i love this. we are STARS OF THE DAY! (:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110032118724123969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110032118724123969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110032118724123969' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110027074932537685</id><published>2004-11-12T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T22:45:49.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wahrao, damn shagged can. just came home from town and i fell straight onto my bed. shitass. my right hand has been aching since just now. and i dont know why it will bloody hell aches. yesh. okays. i went tanning this morning with bern and  xian. and guess what, theres fking lotsa army guys at palawan beach. we totally freak out man. then those army guys were like asking for numbers etc. wtf. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110027074932537685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110027074932537685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110027074932537685' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110018275453869867</id><published>2004-11-11T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T22:19:14.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>heeehee. tanning tml! like finally. cos ive been telling bern "next time" for god knows how many times. i just realised that ive grow fatter. my fats are oozing out like those auntie on the street. wtf. damn sad can. holidays then like that. okays. no tibits for me! nonono.. ): ppls.. if ya are going to sentosa tml and you spotted a big fat pig there, please say hi. LOLs. IM FAT!!! UGHHHHHH!!!!! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110018275453869867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110018275453869867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110018275453869867' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-110000356646422874</id><published>2004-11-09T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T20:39:01.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its oh-so-bored. i miss my baby can! i need some retail therapy. i need tanning. i need swimming. and i needa WORK.hell, how i wish next monday will be tml.im rotting... oh fcuks.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110000356646422874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/110000356646422874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110000356646422874' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109989461234685888</id><published>2004-11-08T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T15:16:57.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you noe, the feeling that i always yearn for? finally, i got it! the care and concern emitting from my mummy and daddy.the feeling was superb. now i know how much mum had done for me. ive misunderstood her umpteen times but she still forgave me. i screamed at her, scolded her and she still treat me good. yes, i love her loads. having me as her daugther is her misfortune i guess. she spent so much</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109989461234685888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109989461234685888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109989461234685888' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109974539860313725</id><published>2004-11-06T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T20:55:29.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(click pic to enlarge)dated 061104neoprints.towning today wasnt bad at all. went with phyllis and jia'en, met bern there. whats funny is that, the 4 of us were wearing the same giordano black roundneck tee (well, only phyllis, jia'en and me planned to wear it. bern's was purely coincidence. haha. so cool) which made us look as if we are giordano staffs. lol. yep, we went bikini-hunting but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109974539860313725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109974539860313725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109974539860313725' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109958001091639103</id><published>2004-11-04T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T11:24:54.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have to admit that today's meeting up didnt worth those caught in the rain and nearly fell on my ass thing. the outcome wasnt what i expected. feeling damn fcukedup right now.im starting to wonder...ah, fo la!i need something to cheer me up..p.s: I DUN NEED HIS ACCOMPANIMENTyes. i need him.. hurhurrr..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109958001091639103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109958001091639103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109958001091639103' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109936665123025806</id><published>2004-11-02T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T11:37:31.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just saw the email.there will be club training on friday from 6pm to 9pm.which means - i cant watch the 9pm show alrdy.there goes the chance to see Qi Yuwu. ):this week is sure a hectic one. after exams, then it will be training and the GSS the next day. sighs..not in the mood to study..BIG F, here i come!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109936665123025806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109936665123025806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109936665123025806' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109931949560302487</id><published>2004-11-01T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T22:31:35.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alrights. marketing is over. studied those chapters that came out but UNFORTUNATELY, i forgot those facts. its sure a gonecase. tml's unix and windows operating system paper at 6pm. dont really have the mood to study for this paper. i think im gonna get a BIG F for it la.bless me..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109931949560302487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109931949560302487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109931949560302487' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109907155716847427</id><published>2004-10-30T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T01:39:17.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>why do such things always happen to me again and again?ah nvm.gurlfriends are always the best to talk to.i love today's meeting up.hey bern and pris, meet up often kae! (:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109907155716847427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109907155716847427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109907155716847427' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109896054492861323</id><published>2004-10-28T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T18:49:04.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>for the past two and a half days, ive been spending 6 hours per day to study my marketing. in total, ive studied for 15 hours of this lengthy boring module and guess what, i only managed to read through 4 out of 10 chapters. ugh! i seriously have no mood to study. like hello?! everyones having holidays, they can play, play and play but my school is still fking having exams. damnit, i still have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109896054492861323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109896054492861323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109896054492861323' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109863211482388619</id><published>2004-10-24T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T23:40:18.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>printed out 4 accounting past year papers and managed to finish 3 papers.pro huh?have been burying my head on da accounting notes and questions since afternoon, tho i did slacked for awhile. hee.alrights.went down sunplaza mosburger ta study with him in the afternoon.had dinner at his house. (haha. i love his mum's cooking la. so nice.)then it was studying at macdonalds in the evening till </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109863211482388619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109863211482388619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109863211482388619' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109845783003131328</id><published>2004-10-22T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T23:10:30.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wtf. maia is out!i couldnt believe my eyes and ears man.her singing is way better than daphne and christopher.but she got kicked out?!i think those audiences voted for da wrong ppls.ah nvm.i think maia will get into da music world and be famous even if she wasnt one of the six that were left in sg idol.she rocks la.oh.. and sylvester. hes so cute in black hair. and his singing is so damn </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109845783003131328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109845783003131328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109845783003131328' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109837521258756353</id><published>2004-10-22T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T00:17:42.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>swimming today was great but the sun wasnt there which made my purpose gone down the drain. zzz. major turn off.took pics. it will be up soon.nothing much happened after leaving phyllis sis' house.went ta his house and sorta pig all the way. damn tire.well, i aint feeling quite right now. maybe da depression is back again. who knows.i think hamtaro sucks even tho its cute. powerpuff girls </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109837521258756353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109837521258756353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109837521258756353' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109810281730217540</id><published>2004-10-18T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T20:33:37.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okays.dental appointment has been changed to this friday.phew..oh.. ya.. theres nth to blog about today.just doing the same things over and over again.computer, tv and books. bleh..yep.changed fone with mummy.im using her ultra small (to me) motorola fone and shes using nokia 3310.wahahaha. shes great.well.. she will do anything to keep me from pestering her to buy new fone.mwahaha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109810281730217540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109810281730217540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109810281730217540' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109807229304475616</id><published>2004-10-18T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T12:04:53.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>damnit.today is sure a monday blue.wth.woke up, struck by migraine.then, just now..my fking hp spoilt!HOW CAN!wahpiang. now i needa use my 3310 again.so malu.wtf.i need a new phone. hope mummy will buy for me.sighs.. blog later..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109807229304475616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109807229304475616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109807229304475616' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109802326905445190</id><published>2004-10-17T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T22:27:49.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>re-publishing this, check it out:"Through the course of finding love in life,everyone of us will find four people.The first person is yourself,The second one is the person whom you love most,The third one is the person who loves you the most,The fourth one is the person whom you spend the rest of your life with..Firstly, you will meet the person whom you love most, it was then that you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109802326905445190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109802326905445190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109802326905445190' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109793208631631713</id><published>2004-10-16T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T21:24:06.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okays.back from dinner and there arent much things to do.tv, computer.. and maybe books later.wth.totally no life.what am i gonna do during the so called study week?ugh.alrights.just some highlights from my day.he came over to cwp to accompany me for lunch. then it was lovey dovey shopping before he sent me home.great. i like that. (:tml's training cancelled. might be heading down to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109793208631631713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109793208631631713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109793208631631713' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109767936190383563</id><published>2004-10-13T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T22:56:01.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i can feel the discomfort welling up inside me.only god knows why.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109767936190383563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109767936190383563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109767936190383563' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109759052729505571</id><published>2004-10-12T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T22:18:21.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*ahem*im very proud to say thatIVE ACCOMPLISHED MY ACCOUNTING TUTORIAL 12 &amp; 13 !!!no doubts about that. mwahahaha.alrights. dont be surprised ppls.i swear i really finished these tutorials!damn happy.(eh wait, i think i didnt finish the last question of tutorial 13. but hey, at least i finish 6/7 of both tutorials ok!)well, i gotta thank my mustfinishaccountingtoday mindset, if not i will</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109759052729505571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109759052729505571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109759052729505571' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109733637151056547</id><published>2004-10-09T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T23:41:41.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>read shaz's blog and i definitely agree with what she said.playing in club means that we arent gonna play with the ppls we used to play with anymore.the chemistry, bonding, spirit, etc.. all have to start from zero (in the club).went squirrettes club training today.the feeling ive got was really awkward.except for those sp gurls who went, the rest are gurls from np, who i am not familar with</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109733637151056547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109733637151056547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109733637151056547' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109724162642321018</id><published>2004-10-08T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T22:32:01.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alrights.nightmares are finally over.my projects are all done and handed up except my crs presentation which is on next tuesday.ive got 2 days, tml and the day after tml, to rest before the nightmares come again.semestral exams are drawing near. -screamsdamnit.gotta study again.accounting, fundamentals of marketing, web client programmingdevelopment, unix and windows operating system.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109724162642321018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109724162642321018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109724162642321018' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109707598359949900</id><published>2004-10-06T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T23:19:43.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im brain-squashed.my poor brain is being squashed by all those javascript stuffs.it became towhuay for up to 4 servings.can you imagine that?okay.ive came up with this javascript code:var mybrain = towHuay(beancurd);towHuay(beancurd) = true;im going nuts..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109707598359949900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109707598359949900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109707598359949900' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109706801120098015</id><published>2004-10-06T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T21:06:51.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okay.im gonna take back my word.few entries back, i said that javascript is fun and all that shit right?now,i changed my mind.i think javascript is brain-squashing, sucking my brainjuice, driving me crazy and its so damn damn damn hard!i wonder how those java programmers can fking understand this alien language.wtf.declaring: i need help. SOMEBODY HELP ME!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109706801120098015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109706801120098015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109706801120098015' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109673393928763343</id><published>2004-10-03T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T00:29:04.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>add on to 2 october entry:i was too excited over counterstrike that i forgot to mention abt today's accounting ca 2 paper.oh well, im gonna fail this paper for sure.i forgot to include the additional information in both the profit &amp; loss statement, and balance sheet.how careless can i get. sians.a BF (badly failed) on the the result list alrdy.ugh.i wanna get A for my accounting module.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109673393928763343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109673393928763343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109673393928763343' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109671523795657992</id><published>2004-10-02T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T23:46:20.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yayaya..waiting for my mum and dad.chinatown later.back from town and now.. going chinatown.wtf.oh nvm, at least i will get to eat my fav porridge later.cant wait.keke.oh..did i mention that i went cine lan shop today?lols. went there with my classmates.its my first time playing counterstrike and i got hooked on it!well, you did guess it correct.i screamed like fk, as if the whole </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109671523795657992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109671523795657992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109671523795657992' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109647229215160055</id><published>2004-09-29T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T23:38:12.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i aint feeling good now.oh.. how great is that jenn.now you cant sleep.wtf.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109647229215160055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109647229215160055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109647229215160055' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109646577607422102</id><published>2004-09-29T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T21:49:36.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh oh.. went towning with pris just now.mr. talltall came out of nowhere and gave me a shock.thats creepy.okays.i hate going shopping in penniless state.saw lotsa stuffs i wanna buy.but no $$. zthink now he isnt happy with me or whatever.. ):wahpiangs..im feeling so stress now.semestral exams in few weeks time.project deadlines are just next week.damnit.somebody help!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109646577607422102'/><link rel='self' 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href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109620136109983530' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109603575683397250</id><published>2004-09-24T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T22:28:20.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>goodness shit.ive got multiple ulcers in my mouth.it hurts when i eat, drink, brush my teeth, rinse my mouthand it hurts even when i didnt do anything to it.fkit.its damn damn damn pain.tried putting salt ytd, but the pain was extremely excruciating,i teared during the process. oh how great is that jenn )':yaa.. and this morning, i felt the discomfort welling up in my throat.alrights. i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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NEVER!!!cos its too difficult to catch up and its very very fun! ((:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109591879436661576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109591879436661576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109591879436661576' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109586570348332632</id><published>2004-09-22T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T23:15:11.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>handed up our marketing report.so my list has got one task being cancelled out.however, we still have ta do the presentation powerpoint for it.cos my grp is presenting next monday. wtf.few more projects to go and i will be free!well, free from projects. still got exams which  i fear most.how i wish i still maintain the positive attitude towards studies.its like, after the long break,the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109586570348332632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109586570348332632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109586570348332632' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109560472215442480</id><published>2004-09-19T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T22:38:42.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>geez.today is much better than ytd.why?cause my baby came over to my house. im alone at home and need someone to talk, play, make noise blahhh with, you see.though the gettogether session lasted only for 3 hours, i still enjoyed his company. thanks my mr. talltall dar.yeaps. after he left, i went to do my marketing assignment for tml and did some accounts questions. hmm... was kinda </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109560472215442480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109560472215442480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109560472215442480' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109552434598608632</id><published>2004-09-19T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T00:19:05.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just couldnt get myself into the mood of doing marketing project just now.its saturday and i still have to do project? wtf.i simply detests this poly education system, with lil exams and more projects. these few days, i really got nth to blog abt my day cos its always the same thing - projects.sighs.i wonder when will be my semestral break cos i cant wait to relax and pamper myself with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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wed.ask me about maybank's products and services.i can tell you what they have and stuffs.fkit.this marketing project is driving me crazy.conclusion: yellow + </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109543871179166285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109543871179166285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109543871179166285' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109513249847086741</id><published>2004-09-14T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T11:28:18.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>omfglook at the time now.im still at home.i skipped crs class.supposed to attend the lesson at 10am,but when i woke upmy head was in terrible pain ):so nv gooo.today, during the 2hours break,we're gonna prepare for tml's bazaar.after school, gonna head down to winston houseand make da strawberrydippedinchoc -yummywill be going home late i guess.sighs.. i miss him.aights. gtg sch.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109513249847086741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109513249847086741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109513249847086741' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109500188457338939</id><published>2004-09-12T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T23:17:11.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i dont know what to blog about today.maybe the highlight of today is that, i went ta study with him cos i hardly do that.after that it was family outing to holland v and ikea.nth special abt that.sch starts tml.i dont feel hyper at all abt it.school sucks.projects sucks even moreee.headacheee.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109500188457338939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109500188457338939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109500188457338939' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109497392418510030</id><published>2004-09-12T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T15:25:24.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>geez.im going down sunplaza's mosburger to study.note the underlined word.i seldom do that okays.my baby wanna go study so im tagging along.wooohoooo~alrights, gonna go now.update laterr-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109497392418510030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109497392418510030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109497392418510030' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109474026337639386</id><published>2004-09-09T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T22:31:03.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alrights, everyone was greatly amused by my mademelooksretarded fringe. i know its fking straight and fking shittified la.. i regretted okk! )): i felt awful. dont know how to go match with this fking hair. zzz. anyhows, today was like so boring and something happened which simply freaked me out. shan't go into details. bern reassured me that theres nth abt it and all.. sighs.. but yeah.. im </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109474026337639386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109474026337639386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109474026337639386' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109456247706884204</id><published>2004-09-07T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T21:07:57.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it was the match which everyone wants it a draw so badly;it was the match which everyone put in their 101%;it was the match which everyone got all so tensed up before it starts;it was the match which everyone sweat like mad;it was the match which everyone defend our own zone like guard dogs;it was the match which everyone experienced a new environment;and it was the match which we got </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109456247706884204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109456247706884204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109456247706884204' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109439849058355944</id><published>2004-09-05T23:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T12:04:09.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*ahem* changed my template and i found that it looks much nicer than the previous one. i made it myself. cool huh? geez. just back from from the onceinalongwhile kfc trip with mum &amp; dad. i felt like im a 3 years old kid just now. wooohooo~ i like it. because its like it had been a long time ever since we last ate fastfood together? hmm.. ok. i just missed my childhood days. blehh..alrights. my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109439849058355944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109439849058355944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109439849058355944' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109405231730428397</id><published>2004-09-01T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T23:25:17.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>taking a break after spending an hour plus infront of the computer redo-ing the wcd mock test questions. im having wcd exam tml you see.. oh maann... my eyes are popping out like some cartoonbeingscaredbysth you see on kidscentral. made this minor mistake on the attributes and there... my entire webpage went haywire. fk. cos of this, i had ta look at every tag, attribute and value to see where is</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109405231730428397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109405231730428397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109396227240720524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109396227240720524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109396227240720524' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109379029417366906</id><published>2004-08-29T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T22:38:14.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>these perpetual headaches are killing me man.. wasted almost 3/4 of my day to sleeping and still, i feel tire and my head is throbbing bigfktime. planned to study uwos today and check my wcd project for the last time but in the end, i only manage to check my project. didnt have the mood to study for uwos.. hope my project will turn out fine as i have to submit it tml. hur hur.really dreads this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109379029417366906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109379029417366906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109379029417366906' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109353510209350886</id><published>2004-08-26T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T23:45:02.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yippeees!!! got my jersey ytd and its simply awesome. its fabulously nice. why? cos its adidas, its orange-white, its SPFB jersey, its my jersey, and yeahs, the most impt thing is that, no. 99 is printed on it. lalalala.. no 99 rawks laa.. (right bern?). aights, theres like one week plus before ivp and the tension, the excitement are there since few weeks back? blahh.. really hope we will get </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109353510209350886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109353510209350886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109353510209350886' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109334265392611209</id><published>2004-08-24T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T18:17:33.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>basket. my mum is really getting on my nerves. she couldnt stop screaming man. just because i asked her to help mi topup my fking ezlink and she fking started shouting at the top of her voice. nvm. my voice won hers after a longbattle. shither. like as if i got time to go make da train concession. and hello.. from woodlands to dover, the fare is $1.40, i took da train to sch and back to wdls. of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109334265392611209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109334265392611209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109334265392611209' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109327198813185446</id><published>2004-08-23T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T22:45:46.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ugh.. can you imagine that, after the 2 projects deadlines are over, i wil be having my exams. shitass. didnt even have time to loosen that tension i felt since few weeks back.yeahs, 2 days after my exams will be ivp. ahhhh... nanyang, temasek and smu. piangs. and the matches ate up my term break. booohooo~ how nice huh. but but.. nvm. at least ive got sth to do. and i wanna whack our rivals out</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109327198813185446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109327198813185446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109327198813185446' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109284708757970239</id><published>2004-08-19T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T00:40:21.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>omg.. its 12:21am and im still here, sitting in front of my comp rushing my wcd project. -screams. man, im going mad and i mean it. i will look like a walking panda cum zombie later when i go to school.prolong exposure to html codes will have the following symptoms:one will go bit more haywire.the haywire thingy became more serious.what one hear are full of tags, attributes and values.what </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109284708757970239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109284708757970239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109284708757970239' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109282778475558945</id><published>2004-08-18T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T19:24:19.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>was suffering from menstrual cramps and i couldnt help but whined all the way from itos to wcd lectures. im trying to loosen the tension inside me you see.. the pain was excruciating. i think i can faint anytime but i tried very hard to keep myself awake by doing silly acts. -grins. so when can i grow up? i dont know..supposed to get back my accounts ca today but that whitehair man haven even </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109282778475558945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109282778475558945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109282778475558945' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109265409035140044</id><published>2004-08-16T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T19:01:30.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yooohoooo~ i felt absolutely great today even though i was kinda irritated by some stuffs.uh huh. its monday but the blues nv get me down. (: hiaks.why am i so happy?haha. well, firstly, its because yesterday we won ite clementi gurls by 2 goals. the score was 3-1. it was happy delighted contented euphoric great high.. (and the list of adjectives go on) scene.. haha. our school guys won the ite</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109265409035140044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109265409035140044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109265409035140044' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109238641596105974</id><published>2004-08-13T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T16:40:15.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yooo, back to blog again. yeaps. have been busy working on my projects and and revising my accounts(???) for the past 3 days. okays. to be frank, revising accounts is a lie laa. i just put all my mind on logging onto the net, chatting and researching on stuffs relevant to my projects. keke.nt much things happened today. just the usual routine of waking up early, getting ready for school and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109238641596105974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109238641596105974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109238641596105974' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109214982685318929</id><published>2004-08-10T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T23:00:19.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sighs.. suddenly i can feel the discomfort welling up inside me. i dont know why, but it just came without a notice.. ugh.. i hate feeling this way, it just get me notinthemood to do anything.. even my accounts, i only manage to finish 3 questions and these 3 questions, i didnt even crack my head to do it, i just merely wrote what i think it should be. i guess, i will get lotsa crosses on my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109214982685318929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109214982685318929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109214982685318929' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109202653371167178</id><published>2004-08-09T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T12:48:26.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ytd's fireworks were totally wootified. its so(*1000) nice to the extreme that i just cant keep myself calm. lols. my eyes nearly dropped out can. well, the show was worth waiting afterall. not to mention that i was starving till i got gastric.after that fireworks show, i went straight to the nearest.. okay, not nearest, (i forgot how to walk to lau pa sat from one fullerton).. so i and him </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109202653371167178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109202653371167178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109202653371167178' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109186388129793998</id><published>2004-08-07T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T15:35:21.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>finalleeee, im can somehow slack abit at home.. marketing test is over, today's sat, tml's sun, and the day after tml is NATIONAL DAY! so ive got 3 free days. okays, not really free i still have to do my assignments and stuffs, but i still can slack in some ways.. boohooo~i think im gonna fail my marketing test as i just wrote craps on the paper and hand in the paper.. shitass. 10% gone. HAHA. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109186388129793998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109186388129793998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109186388129793998' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109162031431875510</id><published>2004-08-04T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T19:51:54.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i felt so outofbreath right now. projects and assignments just keep piling up, deadline of each project is just end of this month. sighs.. everynow and then, i get tired easily. how can i concentrate during lectures and tutorials when im falling aslp? ugh.. im feeling so fkup right now. didnt have the peaceandcalm mood to do my damn assignments and those extremewastetime projects. oh, and i didnt</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109162031431875510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109162031431875510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109162031431875510' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109137694928042671</id><published>2004-08-01T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T00:31:54.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dancing to the music: look what youve done (jet)woohoooo.. im so happy today. happy sha la-laa~~~yeahs.. today's training was like so... 'empty'. empty in the sense that quite lil ppls turned up la, making all of us so sians.. did normal drills passing shooting defending.. it was so... yeah.. our mood kinda livened up when we started to play game. the most interesting part of the game is that.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109137694928042671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109137694928042671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109137694928042671' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109137759442832033</id><published>2004-08-01T23:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T00:31:07.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>back and side vieww... wooohooo</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109137759442832033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109137759442832033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109137759442832033' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109137751776438867</id><published>2004-08-01T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T00:29:59.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my new lecoq shoes.. cool huh?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109137751776438867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109137751776438867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109137751776438867' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109119371522984856</id><published>2004-07-30T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T21:21:55.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dancing to the music: perfect10things i needa do later:- copy marketing notes.- study those marketing notes.- pack my bag for tml's matches.- sleep.okays.i noe the above activities sound really boring to you guys but yeah...at least to me, at this moment, ive got sth to do. sighs.. im feeling god damn bored!!! somebody help meee! projects and tests.. sighs.. i haven even touch my WCD </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109119371522984856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109119371522984856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109119371522984856' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109102624647936004</id><published>2004-07-28T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T22:50:46.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dancing to the music: perfect10today wasnt bad afterall.accounts tutorial wasnt that boring as most of us were talking and crapping, leaving that poor lecturer talking shits to himself.lols.okays.i think i really gotta stop my spendthrift self.i needa save, so that i can buy my personal floorball stick.and yeah...paying my own hphone bills.. "-.- sad man.. was talking to joshua abt it. and he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109102624647936004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109102624647936004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109102624647936004' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109059679278280776</id><published>2004-07-23T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T23:33:12.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dancing to the music: (none)shucks.sth in my left eye is causing this itch which is simply unbearable.after constant rubbing,my left eye looks red with many many veins stretching towards my pupil.*ouchyeahs.back from his house.was supposed to bring him to da doctor and then to da hair salon,in the end,he went bball.okay.then, he came complaining to me that his blisters hurts. -.-" dar dar, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109059679278280776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109059679278280776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109059679278280776' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109050380521576051</id><published>2004-07-22T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T21:43:25.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dancing to the music: take me to your heart (michael learns to rock)yeahs..i should buck up now and not slacking my way thru the entire semester.the projects are finally assigned.but i still dun have the mood to do it.like ugh..im getting  more and more lazy.i guess i really needa practise self-reliance,i cant possibly depend on my partner all the while.sighs..today is yet another boring </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109050380521576051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109050380521576051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109050380521576051' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259051.post-109024103251731999</id><published>2004-07-19T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T20:43:52.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dancing to the music: fall to pieces (avril lavigne) i guess i really needa reformat my comp as theres this virus called spybot thingy which cant be erased.the norton antivirus window keep popping up,so irritating can.ugh.. ): and right now theres this stupid mini concert thing going on at the field near my house.having a concert below your house may be nice,but to me,it isnt.imagine hearing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109024103251731999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259051/posts/default/109024103251731999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prima-doll.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109024103251731999' title=''/><author><name>jennifcuk</name><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></entry></feed>
