<?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-5641961081730281553</id><updated>2011-10-04T08:36:14.868+08:00</updated><category term='WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS MY FRIEND'/><category term='damn shag'/><category term='nothing&apos;s impossible'/><category term='Disappointed'/><category term='red packets'/><category term='Party'/><category term='graduation'/><category term='basketball'/><category term='pineapple tarts'/><category term='Running after you'/><category term='Awesome 19th'/><category term='curfews'/><category term='vicious cycle'/><category term='reality check'/><category term='Downnnnnn ):'/><category term='promise from God'/><category term='Mediacorp'/><category term='Hall life'/><category term='We are dreamers'/><category term='13 days'/><category term='root beeeeerrr'/><category term='Angry'/><category term='POP'/><category term='Another new chapter'/><category term='Fireproof'/><category term='Nostalgia'/><category term='sleep'/><category term='Buzzz'/><category term='A beautiful mistake'/><category term='no'/><category term='memories'/><category term='It&apos;s Christmas'/><category term='lmao'/><category term='LTD 2009'/><category term='Made with faith'/><category term='The cross'/><category term='deeper'/><category term='A levels'/><category term='Rush hour'/><category term='2nd'/><category term='MANUUUUUUU'/><category term='The 19th'/><category term='A Happy Easter'/><category term='it didn&apos;t matter'/><category term='Again and again'/><category term='another week'/><category term='when you hit rock bottom'/><category term='Prayers'/><category term='mug'/><category term='Rewind'/><category term='signs and wonders'/><category term='Rate this friendship'/><category term='my apologies'/><category term='New year'/><category term='1 more month'/><category term='20 more to go'/><category term='STRESSSED'/><category term='CNY day 4'/><category term='crazy world'/><category term='CNY'/><category term='I love you Jesus'/><category term='Excited'/><category term='892'/><category term='futile attempts'/><category term='1'/><category term='last time'/><category term='Life still goes on'/><category term='the 7th thing'/><category term='Second thoughts'/><category term='2007 Reflections'/><category term='final rush'/><category term='Day with Lovely people'/><category term='LTD 2008'/><category term='Repent'/><category term='A night to remember (:'/><category term='Slack day'/><category term='i want more taiiiis'/><category term='First day of school'/><category term='you never prove me wrong'/><category term='once bitten not shy'/><title type='text'>We are a Dream</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Josheen</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>430</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-3245430714106871564</id><published>2011-08-14T18:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T18:44:38.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too serious too soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I wonder where you where&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what your thinking about tonight&lt;br /&gt;I wonder&lt;br /&gt;Maybe your alone&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you’ve been crying just like me&lt;br /&gt;I wonder&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why I lost your touch&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I wanted to be loved too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too serious, too soon&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to love me&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be there for you like no one else before&lt;br /&gt;Too serious, too soon&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a rainy afternoon&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m staring at the moon&lt;br /&gt;Thinking we got too serious, too soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I told you every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I told you every night in every way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Maybe you got scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Maybe I have nothing else to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;But I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So baby now my life’s a mess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Cause i’m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Cos I couldn’t love you any less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-3245430714106871564?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3245430714106871564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=3245430714106871564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/3245430714106871564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/3245430714106871564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2011/08/too-serious-too-soon.html' title='Too serious too soon'/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-5313771505528931480</id><published>2011-08-14T11:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T11:42:36.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know i haven't updated this space for so long, because fortunately I always have friends to talk to regarding anything interesting happening in my life &amp;amp; hence I feel sooo lazy updating here! But sometimes, prolly times like this, I just feel like talking to myself and talking to my screen - sometimes remaining silent is just better. Afterall, silence is golden.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A new school term has started &amp;amp; honestly, the past 3 months of holidays have been one of the craziest ever in my life. I tried new things I thought I would never tried, went on trips I thought I'd never be able to go, had so much fun working for the first time... &amp;amp; i lost something very dear to me. As much as I really loved those 3 months, I really hated it as well. I never felt so lost &amp;amp; confused ever since those horrible times in JC, to the extent that I made many stupid decisions &amp;amp; I'm paying the price for them up till now. Although subtly I am thankful for all that has happened, sometimes the consequences may be too much to bear because in the end, I'm not the only one getting hurt. Still, we never know what we've gained till we've lost it - &amp;amp; even though I am paying for all my silly mistakes now, I'm glad for all that has happened because only then did I realize what's really the most important for me &amp;amp; what's best for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No idea how long all these will take, &amp;amp; even though I really am tired of all these confusion &amp;amp; doubts, something inside me tells me it'll all still be worth it in the end. Because something inside tells me that it is worth the wait, &amp;amp; something inside tells me that at the end of the day, this is what I really want (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I really do know the problems I face as an only child - I'm used to getting my way, used to being listened to &amp;amp; used to doing whatever I want. Not complaining, but life doesn't allow me to hold on to all these behaviours as I slowly grow up. Easier said than done if I wana correct them, because afterall, this is how I've been for the past 21 years. Still, 21 has marked a stage of adulthood &amp;amp; I know the only way to go up is to change. I realise how fortunate I am to have caring &amp;amp; patient friends with me all these while, but I guess after several lessons you just have to tell yourself that enough is enough &amp;amp; it's really time to break out of this comfort zone. Just wondering how I'm gona do that though :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess time will tell everything. Although I really hate the process that comes along with the result, it is still the only way out. But like I said, it'll be worth it. Just gotta hang in there &amp;amp; don't give up on me (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that I'm finally blogging I really do miss the feel of it hehe. Shall attempt to blog more often yo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-5313771505528931480?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5313771505528931480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=5313771505528931480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/5313771505528931480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/5313771505528931480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-know-i-havent-updated-this-space-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-2183117016184280665</id><published>2010-10-25T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T02:17:10.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling quite motivated. i think i only have God to thank for this :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-2183117016184280665?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2183117016184280665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=2183117016184280665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2183117016184280665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2183117016184280665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/10/feeling-quite-motivated.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-4515211364765059289</id><published>2010-10-23T17:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T17:08:26.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 month to finals. HATE IT RARH !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-4515211364765059289?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4515211364765059289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=4515211364765059289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/4515211364765059289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/4515211364765059289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/10/1-month-to-finals.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-6870762263971151279</id><published>2010-10-10T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T18:56:23.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What If</title><content type='html'>- I never met Jesus&lt;br /&gt;- I had brothers and sisters&lt;br /&gt;- I had more freedom&lt;br /&gt;- I didn't come from a christian family&lt;br /&gt;- I didn't stay in hall&lt;br /&gt;- I decided to stay on in NTU&lt;br /&gt;- things remained the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would life be now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda hate school now. Whoever said NM was slack ?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-6870762263971151279?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6870762263971151279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=6870762263971151279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/6870762263971151279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/6870762263971151279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-if.html' title='What If'/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-3486005495991460442</id><published>2010-09-20T08:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T08:24:05.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time flies, it's been a year...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-3486005495991460442?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3486005495991460442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=3486005495991460442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/3486005495991460442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/3486005495991460442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/09/time-flies-its-been-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-5050751738783334248</id><published>2010-09-10T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T21:02:43.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>I've been neglecting this space for so long ): Time has been passing so quickly this semester that honestly it feels like it's only week 2 of school when actually it's already week 5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first midterm is starting next week. I'm so terribly unprepared for it. i feel so suffocated for time with assignments due every week, lectures to keep up with, hall activities and especially with buaya week now! haha please do not remind me about money issues. rarh i have no idea where all my money is going to pop up for the next few months especially when every month have significant meanings to it = money money money :&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life so far has been hall-home-school-hall. Yea it's a boring cycle except for the nights out with the girls sometimes and just chilling and suppering with the peepz. I hope trainings faster start again so i can burn those fats out because sadly, i've broken my promises to myself (once again) and i've been suppering every night. my sleeping cycle is screwed again too because i've been sleeping at 5 plus 6 every morning and i even stayed awake the whole night on thursday to go straight for my 8am lesson that morning!  Talk about ruining my body please. The only miraculous thing is tt i haven't missed any lesson so far. Shall aspire to keep this record going :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only ranting now because my textbook is beside me and i totally have no heart to read it. Seeing some things really does make you unhappy but then i must always remember to be satisfied with whatever i have now. I really am (: So glad for all the people i have around me now. Love love! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-5050751738783334248?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5050751738783334248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=5050751738783334248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/5050751738783334248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/5050751738783334248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/09/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-8705343871170343329</id><published>2010-08-18T02:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T02:33:13.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somehow feeling apprehensive and afraid. Like this won't last, or something will crop up along the way. Or maybe it's just the work tiding in that is making that assurance dissolve with time. Either way i'm just feeling insecure and the feeling sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to books now, goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-8705343871170343329?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8705343871170343329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=8705343871170343329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/8705343871170343329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/8705343871170343329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/08/somehow-feeling-apprehensive-and-afraid.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-512913612389497679</id><published>2010-08-18T02:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T02:27:40.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thoughts keep creeping in these days &amp;amp; i dont know why&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-512913612389497679?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/512913612389497679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=512913612389497679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/512913612389497679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/512913612389497679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/08/thoughts-keep-creeping-in-these-days-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-2418467283651586379</id><published>2010-08-17T14:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T14:33:58.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hate my timetable. Hate waking up early for school. Hate my lecturer. Hate my tutorial timings. Hate the load of readings i already have when it's only just the 2nd week. RARH HATE SCHOOL ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-2418467283651586379?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2418467283651586379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=2418467283651586379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2418467283651586379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2418467283651586379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/08/hate-my-timetable.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-380908232305741326</id><published>2010-07-28T03:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T03:48:59.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If we ever meet again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/TE82AdwoAfI/AAAAAAAAAuw/aiKU84wOrc8/s1600/DSC00710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498673051659141618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/TE82AdwoAfI/AAAAAAAAAuw/aiKU84wOrc8/s320/DSC00710.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/TE81_5jHtmI/AAAAAAAAAuo/jy-2EVBtGUQ/s1600/DSC00709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498673041938822754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/TE81_5jHtmI/AAAAAAAAAuo/jy-2EVBtGUQ/s320/DSC00709.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/TE81_u8QKZI/AAAAAAAAAug/HOU9tx664bc/s1600/DSC00708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498673039091444114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/TE81_u8QKZI/AAAAAAAAAug/HOU9tx664bc/s320/DSC00708.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/TE81_N3kNiI/AAAAAAAAAuY/KQzujs-c-e0/s1600/DSC00704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498673030213416482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/TE81_N3kNiI/AAAAAAAAAuY/KQzujs-c-e0/s320/DSC00704.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some pictures i took from the kelong i visited in Malaysia months back. May i think. Pretty pretty. I could actually just stand by the edge of the kelong and stare at the sea all day long. Really very relaxing (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes i have the most random dreams. This morning i dreamt that F21 had this mega crazy sale and i bought many many items for only 10 bucks. Tops were as cheap as 2 bucks and shoes were 80 cents. HAHA. I even remember the exact amount. Oh wells i woke up a happy girl just to realise that everything was a dream ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moved into hall already and signs of aging are already displayed because my arms are aching after just a day's cleaning of my new room. My rooms seems much emptier than last sem though and it seems like i've already moved most of my stuff in haha and i also desperately wanto go ikea okay random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's 4am now and i'm still wide awake in my room. Under any normal circumstances at home, i'd have been already been in bed at least 2 hours ago. Told ya it's a hall thing. So much for being able to finally slim down again during the holidays! ): Fyi i just ate macs too hahahaha GG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still undecided with my modules for next sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall stop ranting and force myself to go and sleep now goodnight everyone! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-380908232305741326?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/380908232305741326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=380908232305741326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/380908232305741326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/380908232305741326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-we-ever-meet-again.html' title='If we ever meet again'/><author><name>Josheen</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/TE82AdwoAfI/AAAAAAAAAuw/aiKU84wOrc8/s72-c/DSC00710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-3761025134812537254</id><published>2010-07-23T00:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T01:22:20.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Place called Grace</title><content type='html'>Just walking -- no talking, no smiles, just silence and thousands of thoughts running through my mind. Feels so yesterday and being the way i am, i couldn't bring myself to be the first to speak. Does it always have to be this way. It's not easy for me to be angry but once i am, i get real fired up. Maybe it's the time of the month or whatever crap reason i may come up with but then again it's not the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's just times like these that makes me feel so lost, so helpless. When the word stubborn comes into picture it doesn't make things any better too. In the end i just find myself falling back into this black hole and i see the devil laughing at me. It's pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate the feeling. usually it comes to a point i can't take it anymore and i just burst into tears. but today, i kept my cool and it didn't exactly feel any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this may just be a turning point. maybe one day it'll happen again, and the next time they'll say i'm abusing the niceness again, and maybe the day you finally agree with them will be the day everything changes. afterall, once bitten twice shy. hey just be careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe it's just me, but somehow every word said today seemed to have a sting behind it. told you, it might be the time of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well aren't you glad for such things to happen. because it's only times like these that make me want to confide in God all the more. It's times like these where we can finally understand that God's the only one we can seek comfort in and trust all the time, no matter where or when (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-3761025134812537254?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3761025134812537254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=3761025134812537254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/3761025134812537254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/3761025134812537254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/07/place-called-grace.html' title='Place called Grace'/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-7935662326027143304</id><published>2010-07-11T00:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T00:24:31.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know i shouldn't be feeling this way.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, i feel disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the excitement's gone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-7935662326027143304?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/7935662326027143304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=7935662326027143304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/7935662326027143304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/7935662326027143304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-know-i-shouldnt-be-feeling-this-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-2472202550837499218</id><published>2010-07-03T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T20:28:07.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay July is here which means no more jam packed weeks and weekends! The only thing that's burning is my pockets especially when the shopping mood is back. I need money. I need more part time event lobangs ! Genting in 2 weeks and WC finals in a week and life has been awesome ever since last sunday (Y) :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-2472202550837499218?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2472202550837499218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=2472202550837499218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2472202550837499218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2472202550837499218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/07/yay-july-is-here-which-means-no-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-2604293062281102125</id><published>2010-06-18T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T23:09:31.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been waking up at crazy timings like 6 am &amp;amp; 7 am this entire week and i feel so old. The last time i did this was how many years ago? Hahah. Have been line judging at Li Ning ! Feels weird not calling it Aviva anymore. But anyway this year the excitement doesn't kick in as much as last year when we went crazy seeing all the players and rushing to get their signatures and pictures. I haven't even went to chase any of them this year let alone get any of their signatures yet. Alot of big stars didn't come this year too especially the China team and my LYD which is a huge disappointment ): Finals coming up on sunday and then that'll mark the beginning of Arts camp woohooooo ! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-2604293062281102125?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2604293062281102125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=2604293062281102125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2604293062281102125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2604293062281102125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/06/been-waking-up-at-crazy-timings-like-6.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-7932425055992691321</id><published>2010-06-11T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T01:42:43.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First day @ work @ IT fair ! Hahaha money doesn't come easily when you only get 50 cents commission for each sleeve you sell. Standing the whole day is tiring too but time passed pretty fast at times and the people there make the job less tiring. And it was really great seeing familiar faces there dropping by to say hello! =) Hope sales will pick up more quickly tomorrow onwards !! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nearly 2AM now and i feel like catching another episode of PS Man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-7932425055992691321?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/7932425055992691321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=7932425055992691321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/7932425055992691321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/7932425055992691321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/06/first-day-work-it-fair-hahaha-money.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-8166068345471099185</id><published>2010-06-08T14:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T14:07:25.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Past few days have been havoc, in a good way though. Been meeting up very often with one of my favouritest groups of people (Hi sugar daddy ;p) and have been having fun fun ! This is how life should be. Really had a blast this week thanks to these awesome peepz :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still the late nights out have been making my parents unhappy &amp;amp; i think i should start controlling myself more. Next few weeks ahead are gona be packed all the way to the brim with work &amp;amp; 3 camps &amp;amp; i'll prolly only be able to start breathing once July comes. I'll be starting with PC show this Thursday &amp;amp; i hope i don't see anyone because the shirt looks hideous HAHA. At least my job is brainless hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glee is getting boring. Roar !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-8166068345471099185?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8166068345471099185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=8166068345471099185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/8166068345471099185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/8166068345471099185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/06/past-few-days-have-been-havoc-in-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-8344099274288738815</id><published>2010-06-04T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T22:36:41.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Because no matter what we do, people will talk about it. They will judge, they will critisize. Even though we may have done no wrong, even though we have a reason behind everything, even though they may be what we call friends, the same thing will still happen. It's not a perfect world and we have to face it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, it doesn't matter, all these stories, doesn't it? Because in the end, it's only the true and closest friends who will stick by you even for the next 10-20 years whereas the rest will just fade away. And in the end, you know that you've not let yourself down because you did whatever you had to do for a reason, and it doesn't matter whether people understand or not, because they may never understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why should we seek their understanding too when it doesn't even concern them in the first place. Is it about the face, or is it just about the fear of exclusiveness? We lead our own lives, we make our own decisions, and whether or not they are right or wrong, we bear the consequences. What rights do these people have to interfere or even try to brainwash you and your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why are people nowadays so keen for approvals? What happened to following our heart? Why are they so quick to judge and pick out faults and slow to forgive? Why do they like to degrade other people so much? So they can feel better about themselves, or just so to feel superior to others? Why can't they tell you straight in the face that they aren't happy instead of talking behind your back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is honestly a very scary world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say this but it's really hard to know who you can trust, and who you can't. Only time will tell. I may not be implying anything, just trying to sound intellectual but fail la. But still, i'm really grateful to have all those people in my life whom i can call true friends, because i know that true friends don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, simple &amp;amp; nice day today. I suck in tennis rawr rawr rawr hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-8344099274288738815?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8344099274288738815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=8344099274288738815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/8344099274288738815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/8344099274288738815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/06/because-no-matter-what-we-do-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-7584461473389751504</id><published>2010-05-29T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T23:57:20.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's What Friends Are For</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/TAE5AsvrYRI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Gkep-G5Ka-o/s1600/tumblr_l24tzjkkx61qzx5i0o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476721306033152274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/TAE5AsvrYRI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Gkep-G5Ka-o/s320/tumblr_l24tzjkkx61qzx5i0o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a random thought, how many of them will actually make it till the end ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"No more shackles, No more chains&lt;br /&gt;No more bondage&lt;br /&gt;I'm free again ~~~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-7584461473389751504?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/7584461473389751504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=7584461473389751504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/7584461473389751504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/7584461473389751504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/05/thats-what-friends-are-for.html' title='That&apos;s What Friends Are For'/><author><name>Josheen</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/TAE5AsvrYRI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Gkep-G5Ka-o/s72-c/tumblr_l24tzjkkx61qzx5i0o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-4162224109979737984</id><published>2010-05-28T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T22:21:49.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life's full of choices. Sometimes you don't necessarily get whatever you want, don't you. And sometimes you have to choose between 2 sides, whether it makes you happy or not. Just like there is no such thing as having the best of both worlds, you have to make a decision at some point, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commitment or Passion? How'd you decide?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving up your passion for commitments you already have, or forsaking your commitments and risk being labelled irresponsible for a passion you've had prolly since the day you learnt that you could think with your brains? Or acting like a superman and trying to juggle beween both sides and maybe (highly possibly) screwing both sides up which all mean something to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never a week I can live in peace huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got all the advice I need. I already know the answer in my heart. But I really don't wana give up such a good chance. I'm afraid I'll die with regrets. Okay kidding, but aaaaahhhhh. Dilemna dilemna dilemna !!!! HELP !!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-4162224109979737984?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4162224109979737984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=4162224109979737984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/4162224109979737984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/4162224109979737984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/05/lifes-full-of-choices.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-2776787812246671980</id><published>2010-05-23T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T22:54:45.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When it comes to God's voice, it's undefiable. The same goes this time. Huge sigh of relief now =) At least I know when I obeyed his voice, &amp;amp; as lame as it sounds to all you non-believers out there, i really feel DAMN good now =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-2776787812246671980?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2776787812246671980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=2776787812246671980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2776787812246671980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2776787812246671980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-it-comes-to-gods-voice-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-2330152855178824738</id><published>2010-05-23T21:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T22:26:36.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When those figures are all that have been running through your head the past few days, suddenly they don't seem so big anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanto be............ Back to normal again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-2330152855178824738?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2330152855178824738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=2330152855178824738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2330152855178824738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2330152855178824738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-those-figures-are-all-that-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-1177227598222231084</id><published>2010-05-23T18:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T18:42:25.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upside down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/S_kF8WAz24I/AAAAAAAAAts/8243FF7DyKw/s1600/tumblr_l14x8i2OPl1qbx7ydo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474413356304817026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/S_kF8WAz24I/AAAAAAAAAts/8243FF7DyKw/s320/tumblr_l14x8i2OPl1qbx7ydo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;But also for this very reason, giving all diligence, add to your faith&lt;br /&gt;virtue, to virtue knowledge, &lt;sup id="en-NKJV-30482" class="versenum"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; to knowledge self-control, to self-control&lt;br /&gt;perseverance, to perseverance godliness, &lt;sup id="en-NKJV-30483" class="versenum"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; to godliness&lt;br /&gt;brotherly kindness, and to brotherly kindness love. &lt;sup id="en-NKJV-30484" class="versenum"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; For if these things&lt;br /&gt;are yours and abound, you will be neither barren nor unfruitful in&lt;br /&gt;the knowledge of our Lord Jesus Christ. &lt;sup id="en-NKJV-30485" class="versenum"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; For he who lacks&lt;br /&gt;these things is shortsighted, even to blindness, and has forgotten that he was&lt;br /&gt;cleansed from his old sins.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 Peter 1:5-9&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shall choose the easy way out for now (: God's in control.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS: CAN'T WAIT FOR TMR !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-1177227598222231084?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1177227598222231084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=1177227598222231084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/1177227598222231084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/1177227598222231084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/05/upside-down.html' title='Upside down'/><author><name>Josheen</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/S_kF8WAz24I/AAAAAAAAAts/8243FF7DyKw/s72-c/tumblr_l14x8i2OPl1qbx7ydo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-7313789017097921349</id><published>2010-05-22T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T22:25:38.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling snappish, irritated and down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so frustrated at myself and everyone. Life is pathetic. All i see now is a deep black hole waiting to swallow me. I know the saying goes that at the end of the hole we'll be able to see light, well lets hope that works.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-7313789017097921349?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/7313789017097921349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=7313789017097921349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/7313789017097921349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/7313789017097921349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/05/feeling-snappish-irritated-and-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-2647255892682384846</id><published>2010-05-22T00:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T00:47:31.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm getting annoyed, big time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-2647255892682384846?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2647255892682384846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=2647255892682384846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2647255892682384846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2647255892682384846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-getting-annoyed-big-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-6300557855733587745</id><published>2010-05-21T01:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T01:17:11.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once a Saint always a Saint</title><content type='html'>Caught the SA vs MJ Soccer finals today at Jalan Besar Stadium. Tight game it was, and though i thought we could have actually came back from 2 goals down, we still only managed to pull back by 1. Exciting game though, &amp;amp; i really felt as though i was reliving my College days... And surprisingly, it felt good (i always thought i hated JC the most)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing all the old familiar faces and being drowned in the SA cheers was really awesome (: I still think that we're really jinx-es because from what me and A recall we haven't actually watched a match/final in which SA had managed to win before, only all those close-shaves, especially at that stadium. Anyway my heart really did wrench abit when the final whistle blew. Gusss that's what they call "Once a Saint, Always a Saint" (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which it was to 85 for dinner with Carmen and Aline. Yay felt really good toooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love days like these (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-6300557855733587745?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6300557855733587745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=6300557855733587745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/6300557855733587745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/6300557855733587745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/05/once-saint-always-saint.html' title='Once a Saint always a Saint'/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-333236788887201155</id><published>2010-05-18T01:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T01:35:46.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Skeptical :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-333236788887201155?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/333236788887201155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=333236788887201155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/333236788887201155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/333236788887201155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/05/skeptical.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-4450718412321211070</id><published>2010-05-16T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T22:33:37.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Excited'/><title type='text'>Hard earned cash</title><content type='html'>Worked at the Minifesto event yesterday and today and honestly, i dont know whether to cry or laugh. The weather was insane because of the crazy hot sun and somehow we were the only unlucky ones stationed at shadeless areas where we were mercilessly burnt. Luckily i spammed sun block again so i got spared a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially it was very exciting because we were stationed at the practice pits where the mini coopers were supposed to be racing down the course but it got boring after a while. Furthermore i guess the attendance wasn't as high as projected, thus the frequency of the cars were low and irregular and we got so bored we started doing all the stupidest things in the world like deliberately picking up a fight with each other and sleeping and even playing pepsi cola. Yes it's good money like that because we practically did nothing but under such circumstances we really did wish we had something more to do. Hahah. Anyhow i had fun working with S &amp;amp; J plus the people there were really awesome too :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos when John uplaods them (: I'm attending a photoshop course tmr ! Step 2 of making my life more useful. Expecting more this coming week. As of now everything's so packed ! But so far so good. Feeling more peaceful though disappointments are always in the way. Nevertheless i learnt that most importantly we should be satisfied with whatever we have so yea, shall not expect anything more (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-4450718412321211070?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4450718412321211070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=4450718412321211070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/4450718412321211070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/4450718412321211070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/05/hard-earned-cash.html' title='Hard earned cash'/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-8289249440000566373</id><published>2010-05-14T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T22:52:40.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today serves a very good reason why i seriously need hall. A train ride to school was enough to make me dread the journey even though i had good company. One half hours is no joke. I can never picture myself taking public transport to school for a whole semester. And oh no i sound so spoilt hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meeting we headed down to MS for Suki-ya. Mm the food wasn't that bad and we ended up sitting there talking for quite a long time. Nobody's perfect-- Anyway i'm happy now so i guess that's all that matters (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for our second meeting of the day after that and i'm quite excited about work tmr ! Hahaha. Me and Sarah's gona be flagging the flags which is a very dangerous job while John is in charge of picking up cones. HAHAHA. The Mini Coopers are sooooo prettyyyy and the drift and all were so cool but i wouldn't dare to sit in the car ha ha. Can't wait for tmr! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-8289249440000566373?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8289249440000566373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=8289249440000566373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/8289249440000566373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/8289249440000566373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/05/today-serves-very-good-reason-why-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-4697059461888945942</id><published>2010-05-10T01:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T02:39:08.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life of a 20-year old</title><content type='html'>Exams are over but what's in store next? Now that i have 3 whole months to myself, how do i make the most of it without wasting it away? Mid June onwards will be camp after camp, which means i only have very little time to make myself useful. I want a job, but there ain't any news so far. I haven't been spending time wisely with God. I haven't been reading my bible daily and praying daily. This bugs me a lot but i lack the motivation to do so. I haven't been talking to many people. I feel very shut in my own world ever since exams were nearing, and now that exams are over, i still feel just as shut out. I miss my friends. Sorry i haven't been catching up with you all or not replying all the time. Time's been so tight ! Somehow situations always crop up and i have don't even have any free time for myself, not even to just chill at home. Why is it that i still feel as busy even when exams are over. I haven't been able to have a good sleep since preparing for exams, and once again now that exams are over, i still haven't had a single day i could sleep for as long as i want to. No i'm not exaggerating. I'm tired, literally. I felt like i needed to get away from Singapore when the semester hadn't ended, but after going to Malaysia for a week, i couldn't wait to come back. I need to go to a real place, a place that's really foreign and exciting, but somehow i know that's just not gona happen. At least not until december. The disappointment is overwhelming. My dad says i've lost my glow. Perhaps it was due to all the late nights in hall, but why do i have a feeling it'll only get worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i feeling this way because i've lost that peace within me? That peace and security i used to have but is now gone because i myself have been slipping away from God? I miss feeling how i used to feel in the past. I miss the times when God was still number 1 in my life. I'm not saying He isn't now, but my actions aren't doing my heart justice. I'm sick of going to the alter every week and making new pacts with God but yet breaking them as soon as the new week begins. I can't wait for LTD but honestly, i'm scared, because i've slipped behind too quickly, too far. It's really stressful at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not many people understand me. And those who do have been missing from my life. (Please dearies ketchup soon, &lt;strong&gt;you know who you girls are&lt;/strong&gt;) I hate the fact that we all slowly drift apart as we grow older because we all start being busier with all the new workloads. Meet-ups that used to be as often as once a week can be cut to once a month or even once every 2-3 months. What is this huh. I miss the carefree times we used to have when we had all the time in the world to kill after school that we didn't know what to do. I hate it how meetups or even updating sessions online can be so difficult because either one of us will always be busy or such. Or like now (or maybe during semester), when weekends have to be so painfully split between my family, friends and myself because of hall. I'm not blaming hall, because it's been one of the best things that ever happened to me in uni, but i hate it when i have to (and i would have done so anyway) prioritize my family over my friends. As a result, i really haven't seen alot of people for a long time. And each time i tell my parents i wana spend the weekend out, i feel bad doing so because i know i ought to be spending time with them just as much too. Once again, it's stressful, especially when i don't know how to say 'no'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the past few weeks have just been so busy and packed i can barely breathe. This week will be packed too. I hope next week will be better. This time i don't even feel like having retail therapy. All i want is a whole day to chill, relax, sip coffee and watch tvee @ home, by myself. Surely this can't be too difficult right? Of course, i need weekly doses of girlfriends and buddies too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for this long and whiny post. If you finished reading it, kudos to you because it was really nothing but complaints after complaints. But at least that's how i really feel now. &amp;amp; for the 10000000th time, i miss the past. Oh and past meaning the carefree and happy times, please don't infer too much into it. Growing up sure is tiring isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I NEED TO START EXERCISING ! Jesus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-4697059461888945942?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4697059461888945942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=4697059461888945942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/4697059461888945942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/4697059461888945942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-of-20-year-old.html' title='Life of a 20-year old'/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-5608337987462790242</id><published>2010-04-18T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T00:25:01.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/S8ngs1N-eEI/AAAAAAAAAtk/8gD1clmQV1k/s1600/nevillegay20100417_412x232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461143083968002114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/S8ngs1N-eEI/AAAAAAAAAtk/8gD1clmQV1k/s320/nevillegay20100417_412x232.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SWEEEEET (: WAH HIGH MAX JUST NOW !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-5608337987462790242?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5608337987462790242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=5608337987462790242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/5608337987462790242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/5608337987462790242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/04/sweeeeet-wah-high-max-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/S8ngs1N-eEI/AAAAAAAAAtk/8gD1clmQV1k/s72-c/nevillegay20100417_412x232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-1913293834001805757</id><published>2010-04-13T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T18:38:00.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can you imagine this is gona happen for the next 4 years? ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-1913293834001805757?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1913293834001805757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=1913293834001805757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/1913293834001805757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/1913293834001805757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/04/can-you-imagine-this-is-gona-happen-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-2939568260123407697</id><published>2010-04-13T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T01:39:25.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What means the most</title><content type='html'>I may not be the perfect christian, in fact i have lots of imperfections and flaws. However, i'm still proud to call myself a child of God. If you asked me who's the most important in my life, without a doubt i'd say Jesus. I dont know how to verbalize the message i wana drive at but one thing i know is that being able to walk with God is one aspect of my life i'll never give up. It's not a matter of being extreme or not. But i guess the only way to put it is if you've never experienced it for yourself before, you'll never understand how we christians feel. I'd dare to say that what makes us hang in there isn't because we're being "propaganda-ed" and all, it's because we've all had our own experiences with Him that makes us treasure this relationship even more. Some things may be wrong, the way some people try to share may be wrong. I may appear to be very sensitive to religion issues but i'm jsut protecting what is so dear to me. It's unfair to critisize it like that. I hate to say it but i can really take it to heart sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-2939568260123407697?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2939568260123407697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=2939568260123407697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2939568260123407697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2939568260123407697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-means-most.html' title='What means the most'/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-2769357110050936752</id><published>2010-04-13T00:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T00:02:53.542+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>Stupid, stupid me</title><content type='html'>Sigh what on earth was i thinking? It's all gone before i even had the last chance to see everything again. What was one of the most precious things to me is now gone for good. &amp;amp; it didn't even hit me this hard until just. It means something, right? ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-2769357110050936752?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2769357110050936752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=2769357110050936752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2769357110050936752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2769357110050936752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/04/stupid-stupid-me.html' title='Stupid, stupid me'/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-956087198235385785</id><published>2010-04-06T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T00:44:36.625+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Repent'/><title type='text'>Easter Sunday</title><content type='html'>Easter is a very special day, because it is the day Jesus resurrected from the dead after being crucified on the cross for 3 days. This Easter was very memorable to me, because somehow i felt like the message yesterday served as some form of wake-up call to me. He died on the cross for us and delivered us all from our sins-- without any obligations, without any resentment. Honestly, i dont deserve all this from Him. But he still saved me. I deserve to just burn and die, but He didn't let that happen. All this time i feel like i've been straying away from Him, yet He still blessed me in so many ways which i didn't even know how to appreciate. Time to get back up on your feet and do what you know you're supposed to be doing Josheen Wee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-956087198235385785?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/956087198235385785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=956087198235385785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/956087198235385785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/956087198235385785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-sunday.html' title='Easter Sunday'/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-4739075365570309881</id><published>2010-04-03T18:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T19:08:25.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the going gets tough</title><content type='html'>It's the month of April-- Much to look forward to, much to wish will never happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit i'm starting to feel the stress. I read back on my previous entries and i wonder why all my last few posts are so emo. Is life really that bad? Or do i only have the urge to blog when i'm feeling stressed and down. Exams are around the corner and after trying to plan my timetable, i realised i absolutely have no time. I hate myself for only knowing how to eat and sleep. Perhaps i shld practise more self-control this month. Afterall it's the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happened i think 2 weeks back? when my cousin suddenly webcammed me and showed me all these. Really melts my heart to see it. Can't wait to go back after exams to visit them. I really miss them alottttttttttt =( It's one of the only places i feel so carefree without any worries and stress. Hehe cute max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/S7ca6M8jTuI/AAAAAAAAAtc/cO_fpIC1Qh8/s1600/sy4-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455859060792577762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/S7ca6M8jTuI/AAAAAAAAAtc/cO_fpIC1Qh8/s320/sy4-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/S7ca50FJtZI/AAAAAAAAAtU/Prj9hXAcbz0/s1600/sy3-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455859054117762450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/S7ca50FJtZI/AAAAAAAAAtU/Prj9hXAcbz0/s320/sy3-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, i can't wait for the holidays to come. I feel like i really need a getaway and a break from Singapore and the busy life here. I wana go to BKK, HK, Taiwan, Australia. Been bugging my mum to go for a family trip, i guess it shld be materializing =D Next on my list, i wana go overseas with friends againnnn. Anywhere will do, even Bintan, really. Hahah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Driving license came today! I'm having thoughts about quitting hall soon so i can get a car instead. Hmmmmm should i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came home for the first time in 2 weeks and was greeted immediately by my pre-birthday present from my mum. Love it hehe she's the best, really! Other than that, i'm not exactly looking forward to the day itself because i'll prolly be celebrating it with the books. Roar. And i really dont feel excited about it too. Or is it because i'm hitting the big 2 in a few weeks when i totally dont look or behave like one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it has just occurred to me it'll prolly be like this for the next 2-3 years too. FML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;April's here, which means June is even nearer. Can June quickly come please please please...? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway i really find it interesting how when we grow older, we don't expect so much anymore. In the past i used to think that the bigger the presents were (literally in size), the better. I always had this weird thought that bigger presents were not as inferior. But now, even though it ain't much, but a simple gesture like this, or maybe even the thought makes me feel very appreciative (: Because if she didn't get it for me, i wouldn't even have remembered i wanted it. But she remembered (: Thanks mum (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: I hope the Manu match goes well later :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-4739075365570309881?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4739075365570309881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=4739075365570309881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/4739075365570309881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/4739075365570309881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-going-gets-tough.html' title='When the going gets tough'/><author><name>Josheen</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/S7ca6M8jTuI/AAAAAAAAAtc/cO_fpIC1Qh8/s72-c/sy4-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-1434068463105357891</id><published>2010-03-31T15:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T15:13:23.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Times like these just make me wana suffocate myself under my pillow and not breathe again. Hate this feeling. And my head is spinning still despite just waking up from my 9 hr sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-1434068463105357891?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1434068463105357891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=1434068463105357891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/1434068463105357891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/1434068463105357891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/03/times-like-these-just-make-me-wana.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-2876388492436411653</id><published>2010-03-30T03:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T03:12:46.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I see some things, start thinking of others, and wonder how my life could actually have been now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, i need to stop eating supper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-2876388492436411653?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2876388492436411653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=2876388492436411653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2876388492436411653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2876388492436411653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-see-some-things-start-thinking-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-3940582369125960661</id><published>2010-03-28T23:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T23:44:02.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I see the start to another busy and crazy week with many many events and deadlines coming up. The only thing to look forward to would be Good Friday i guess because there's no school but i think it won't be so good afterall too because i have two projects due the following week and this reminds me i have a mountain of readings waiting for me to read too yay fml. Please remind me not to do things which i'm not supposed to be doing! That, i think is just speaking to one thing. I'm sure some will definitely know what i'm talking about hahaha kkz shall abstain from it this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway beach fiesta ytd was good. Ref-ing in the sun was damn tiring though cos the sun was scorching hot and we were standing under it from 9am-4pm straight and i managed to finish my whole bottle of almost-new sunblock. Comms ball at night at Sentosa (again) where i managed to see quite a few familiar faces so it wasn't that bad. Now you know why i'm complaining about the sun and spamming sunblock right. Ugh ytd was just crazy rush especially when we didn't even catch a wink the previous night (talk about waking up at 6am in the morning) and so i slept straight after coming back from Sentosa which was almost 1 and somehow didn't manage to wake up in time today for church and ended up being an hour late. Good job josheen wee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-3940582369125960661?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3940582369125960661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=3940582369125960661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/3940582369125960661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/3940582369125960661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-see-start-to-another-busy-and-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-396721803890252911</id><published>2010-03-24T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T00:24:10.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MIDTERMS AGAIN TMR AND I'M AT MY LOWEST LEVEL OF HARDWORKINGNESS NOW. ROAR. I NEED SUPPER !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-396721803890252911?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/396721803890252911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=396721803890252911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/396721803890252911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/396721803890252911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/03/midterms-again-tmr-and-im-at-my-lowest.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-2832749591198947527</id><published>2010-03-18T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T18:24:20.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need a hug ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-2832749591198947527?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2832749591198947527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=2832749591198947527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2832749591198947527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2832749591198947527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-need-hug.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-1392352186654011507</id><published>2010-03-18T05:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T05:26:10.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So disappointing. Why do the same shit happen over and over again....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-1392352186654011507?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1392352186654011507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=1392352186654011507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/1392352186654011507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/1392352186654011507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-disappointing.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-8941489137773973952</id><published>2010-03-13T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T22:33:45.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I drove my parents home from Suntec today! Fun fun. I like! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-8941489137773973952?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8941489137773973952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=8941489137773973952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/8941489137773973952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/8941489137773973952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-drove-my-parents-home-from-suntec.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-4797352130141154404</id><published>2010-03-08T03:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T03:19:07.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tianfu with the Hornyz today =) I love the food it's the best steamboat place in the world ! :D&lt;br /&gt;My dad asked me i eat there so many times got no diminishing returns? Come to think about it, it's not only no diminishing returns, it's totally the opposite of diminishing returns. What do you call that? Increasing returns ?? Haha. Get the idea right. Time to sleep ! I just spent 4 hours packing my tiny room. SHAGGZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bible reading for today: Psalms 64 &amp;amp; Deut 24-26 (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-4797352130141154404?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4797352130141154404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=4797352130141154404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/4797352130141154404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/4797352130141154404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/03/tianfu-with-hornyz-today-i-love-food.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-221026062032108332</id><published>2010-03-01T13:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T13:28:52.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't felt this way in a long time, &amp;amp; the feeling sucks. It's like i'm too weak to even lift a pen, i'm exaggerating a little but the idea is there. No i really feel too nua to write anything on my paper. My eyes perpetually feel like closing too. And midterms tomorrow, i haven't started studying. FML.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-221026062032108332?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/221026062032108332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=221026062032108332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/221026062032108332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/221026062032108332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/03/havent-felt-this-way-in-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-6479099735488621344</id><published>2010-02-28T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T22:43:33.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess the late nights have finally taken its toll on me. I feel miserably sick now. How to study like that ): Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-6479099735488621344?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6479099735488621344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=6479099735488621344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/6479099735488621344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/6479099735488621344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-guess-late-nights-have-finally-taken.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-4298552340287857856</id><published>2010-02-24T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T20:28:30.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The pieces fit s perfectly</title><content type='html'>I realise all my NM and SC mods are somehow interlinked in one way or another content wise. I can even apply what i learnt in NM and SC in SE ! This makes studying very interesting because when i read my notes, i'll be like, eh i saw this just now &amp;amp; for some weird reason i become more interested and attentive. So yay, i shall study hard now (: Next wk is gona be very very fierce!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-4298552340287857856?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4298552340287857856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=4298552340287857856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/4298552340287857856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/4298552340287857856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/02/pieces-fit-s-perfectly.html' title='The pieces fit s perfectly'/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-4759504678966468269</id><published>2010-02-24T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T01:34:12.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I NEED MORE TIME ! GOD GIVE ME STRENGTH FOR THESE 2 WEEKS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;MAY NOT BE SLEEPING TONIGHT. ROARRRRRRRRRRR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-4759504678966468269?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4759504678966468269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=4759504678966468269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/4759504678966468269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/4759504678966468269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-need-more-time-god-give-me-strength.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-3042416371843797689</id><published>2010-02-23T02:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T02:38:16.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One thing adds to another. Fml can ??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-3042416371843797689?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3042416371843797689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=3042416371843797689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/3042416371843797689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/3042416371843797689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-thing-adds-to-another.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-779258378428294101</id><published>2010-02-18T16:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T16:49:39.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CNY day 4'/><title type='text'>Even when the sky is falling down</title><content type='html'>Had yet another awesome night meeting the OG peepz for a gathering at John's house ! In between &amp;amp; mahjong haha i spent my night laughing my ass away really Darren's luck is unstoppable. Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/S3z91c0CQ8I/AAAAAAAAAtM/vXwHmFeTSgQ/s1600-h/DSC00435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439501544666055618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/S3z91c0CQ8I/AAAAAAAAAtM/vXwHmFeTSgQ/s320/DSC00435.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our biggest loser for the day hahahaha. Seriously i think it was at least 5 times he would hit the tiang and pay double when it was like, an ace &amp;amp; king, ace &amp;amp; queen, three &amp;amp; Jack. Sorry Darren !! We treat you supper next time :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/S3z9iWkJ1KI/AAAAAAAAAs0/XgqUDnzUVzM/s1600-h/DSC00437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439501216571315362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/S3z9iWkJ1KI/AAAAAAAAAs0/XgqUDnzUVzM/s320/DSC00437.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/S3z9hpCJGKI/AAAAAAAAAss/chFWMHPSbjE/s1600-h/DSC00443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439501204349065378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/S3z9hpCJGKI/AAAAAAAAAss/chFWMHPSbjE/s320/DSC00443.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/S3z9hcOTj5I/AAAAAAAAAsk/cgSHJQI55XE/s1600-h/DSC00449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439501200910421906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/S3z9hcOTj5I/AAAAAAAAAsk/cgSHJQI55XE/s320/DSC00449.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes it's all about give &amp;amp; take isn't it? You've done more than enough, much more than me. I appreciate everything, really :]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-779258378428294101?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/779258378428294101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=779258378428294101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/779258378428294101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/779258378428294101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/02/even-when-sky-is-falling-down.html' title='Even when the sky is falling down'/><author><name>Josheen</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/S3z91c0CQ8I/AAAAAAAAAtM/vXwHmFeTSgQ/s72-c/DSC00435.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-8977420323396951359</id><published>2010-02-16T01:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T01:45:08.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nights like these</title><content type='html'>It was an awesome night with all the drinks &amp;amp; company. We dont always meet, but nights like these can just sweep me back into my secondary school days. Think back and it was starting sec 2 we used to do stupid stuffs together. &amp;amp; today, the mess we (or rather steph) created, the blasting of music &amp;amp; the attempted creation of the d.f feel was like re-living those days. Okay minus a few stuffs. I think i haven't had just an awesome time for sucha long time alr (: Felt really really good. Not weird at all as i thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures soon when steph sends them over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truths are meant to be shed in the light sooner or later anyway. So why not now. In fact, now would be a better time, no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-8977420323396951359?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8977420323396951359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=8977420323396951359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/8977420323396951359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/8977420323396951359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/02/nights-like-these.html' title='Nights like these'/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-3392025134869801235</id><published>2010-02-14T17:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T17:05:04.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need to avoid the sun from now on or alternatively immerse myself in whitening cream because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I.AM.SUPER.BLACK.NAOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RARH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-3392025134869801235?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3392025134869801235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=3392025134869801235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/3392025134869801235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/3392025134869801235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-need-to-avoid-sun-from-now-on-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-633831047325785150</id><published>2010-02-14T14:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T14:18:43.803+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red packets'/><title type='text'>Time to Revive this space</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/S3eRyNTYNLI/AAAAAAAAAsc/SNcoYxK9ulE/s1600-h/tumblr_kwk0dh1pcj1qzw0h4o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437975366823589042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/S3eRyNTYNLI/AAAAAAAAAsc/SNcoYxK9ulE/s320/tumblr_kwk0dh1pcj1qzw0h4o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think i've neglected this space alot! Haha shall start updating again on a more regular basis &amp;amp; not just keep updating on tumblr only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First up, Happy Chinese New Year to everyone! =) It's Valentine's Day today too but honestly i've never been able to spend Vday properly before (i think except once in sec4, long long ago) including this year too but it's okay i will be able to in years to come i hope HAHA. Everyday is Valentine's day with God too, no? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And what joy does Chinese New Year bring when:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Mid terms are just around the corner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) I hv assignment&lt;strong&gt;s&lt;/strong&gt; to rush&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) I'm celebrating it in Singapore instead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) It's a lonely New Year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't go back to Malaysia this year due to the supposed mid-terms and yes, i feel the vast difference in atmosphere already. Usually i'll be at my uncle's house laughing my head off at this time with all my dearest cousins &amp;amp; cam-whoring with them &amp;amp; playing cards &amp;amp; watching tvee together. &amp;amp; now i'm aimlessly typing away at my screen with a huge stack of readings beside me waiting to be read. Can't wait for holidays to come then i can go back &amp;amp; visit them =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JUNE CAN YOU QUICKLY COME. WHY IS IT ONLY STILL FEB NOW WHY WHY WHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IHG is over &amp;amp; now i have 1001 less reasons to be eating dinner @ 12mn or supper just for fills because my face will very quickly become like a ball again. I dont want to be laughed at all the way from Sweden. Lol. Plus i have to adjust my sleeping time again! Sleeping at unearthly hours everyday is very bad for my health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ROARRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to go overseas now, i feel like seeing snow &amp;amp; shopping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to play mahjong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ROAR ROAR ROAR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-633831047325785150?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/633831047325785150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=633831047325785150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/633831047325785150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/633831047325785150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/02/time-to-revive-this-space.html' title='Time to Revive this space'/><author><name>Josheen</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/S3eRyNTYNLI/AAAAAAAAAsc/SNcoYxK9ulE/s72-c/tumblr_kwk0dh1pcj1qzw0h4o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-1010023940672578201</id><published>2010-02-03T15:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T15:20:30.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pacing time</title><content type='html'>So many things, not enough time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i must have used this phrase at least a million times in my life already, the consequences of not being able to manage your time properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad IHG season is ending soon! This Sunday to be exact. Then i can focus on the more important stuffs and i need to be less lazy and start going down for driving lessons. Ughhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; as expected, ever since school started my social life has hit the rocks again. SO THANK GOD FOR THIS SATURDAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-1010023940672578201?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1010023940672578201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=1010023940672578201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/1010023940672578201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/1010023940672578201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/02/pacing-time.html' title='Pacing time'/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-4528719717643549832</id><published>2010-01-20T02:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T02:09:35.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basketball'/><title type='text'>Nostalgia</title><content type='html'>Today I put on my first bball jersey in 4 years. Even though it was for a different team this time, memories all the way from my times in CCH came flooding back. I recalled those times we trained hard together, talked about formations together, played matches &amp;amp; friendlies together, cried together laughed together, walked out of sch as the sky was turning dark together, cabbed back to sch to rush for training from parkway together, ate punggol for dinner occassionally together, got punished together, slacked together (okay actually it's only me Sam and Jen), beached together and even after graduating met up randomly just to play ball together etc etc etc. I think our mo qi is really awesome up till today =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway........really miss those times =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-4528719717643549832?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4528719717643549832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=4528719717643549832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/4528719717643549832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/4528719717643549832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/01/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia'/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-5413044024702891313</id><published>2010-01-19T04:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T04:17:38.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ever since school started it's only been sleep-lectures-eating-trainings-ihg- i realise i dont really have any social life anymore let alone have time for other stuffs. &amp;amp; i've been suffering from insomnia too i can't sleep early anymore even though i'm damn tired (lookie it's 4:16am now) k i'm gona force myself to head back to bed again now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-5413044024702891313?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5413044024702891313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=5413044024702891313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/5413044024702891313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/5413044024702891313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/01/ever-since-school-started-its-only-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-6099352942570368752</id><published>2010-01-18T02:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T02:49:20.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1) We tried our very best&lt;br /&gt;2) We all beat our own personal bests so far&lt;br /&gt;3) We didn't have any imported or ivp people at all unlike all the others&lt;br /&gt;4) Most importantly again, we tried our best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks girls for all the hard work :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-6099352942570368752?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6099352942570368752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=6099352942570368752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/6099352942570368752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/6099352942570368752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/01/1-we-tried-our-very-best-2-we-all-beat.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-4558779355181346007</id><published>2010-01-10T00:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T01:00:15.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New semester's starting again on Monday and this time, it's gona be a hectic-ly packed one. IHG till Feb-Recess week + CNY- Exams- D&amp;amp;D plus prolly beach fiesta stuffs &amp;amp; before i know it it'll be April (hehe somebody's birthday!!!) &amp;amp; then boomz, exams will be here. SML (Screw my life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only joy i'm getting out of this is that at least i'll be busy with work and all so i wont have time to think about other stuffs and get all emo &amp;amp; what not when i'm all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leonard's flying off on Monday night. TAKE CAREEEEEEE MANNNN !!!!!!!!!! Remember all the new items hahaha kidding :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I shall try to blog more often &amp;amp; PICTURESSSS yes pictures i haven't updated with pix for a long long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-4558779355181346007?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4558779355181346007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=4558779355181346007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/4558779355181346007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/4558779355181346007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-semesters-starting-again-on-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-4913192733462135982</id><published>2010-01-02T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T23:39:37.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>It's a new year but somehow it just feels like any other day. These few days has got me thinking deep. In a few days time, life's gona change for me &amp;amp; i needa learn how to be independent once again. That fact aside, the phrase "we gain some &amp;amp; we lose some" has been perpetually ringing in my ears. So how would we weigh those losses with what we have gained? I'm sorry that life sometimes makes us treat others like bastards, but then again how can we live on with it? Is it really possible to shake it all off or do we have to live with that piece of guilt stabbed inside us for the rest of our lives? And also, is it really possible to just ignore whatever you've seen that's not exactly pleasing to your eyes? There's bound to be a sore spot somewhere right? Or would that be what you call more of a soft spot? &amp;amp; so many more questions left hanging on thin thread. I'm confused..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K nvm i have better things to worry about at hand. Like the first day of school. Clean goodbyes, yes? ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-4913192733462135982?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4913192733462135982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=4913192733462135982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/4913192733462135982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/4913192733462135982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-5238118958016299290</id><published>2009-12-25T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T22:52:32.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE TRUE MEANING OF CHRISTMAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/SzTRF3D4E3I/AAAAAAAAAsU/s-tncRMBwjc/s1600-h/tumblr_kv4x0uN5Vf1qzgndho1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419186150243308402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/SzTRF3D4E3I/AAAAAAAAAsU/s-tncRMBwjc/s320/tumblr_kv4x0uN5Vf1qzgndho1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Santa lives at the North Pole.&lt;br /&gt;JESUS is everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa rides in a sleigh.&lt;br /&gt;JESUS rides on the wind and walks on the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa comes but once a year.&lt;br /&gt;JESUS is an ever present help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa fills your stockings with goodies.&lt;br /&gt;JESUS supplies all your needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa comes down your chimney uninvited.&lt;br /&gt;JESUS stands at your door and knocks, and then enters your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to wait in line to see Santa.&lt;br /&gt;JESUS is as close as the mention of His name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa lets you sit on his lap.&lt;br /&gt;JESUS lets you rest in His arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa doesn’t know your name, all he can say is “Hi little boy or&lt;br /&gt;girl,what’s your name?”&lt;br /&gt;JESUS knew our name before we did. Not only does He know our name, He knows&lt;br /&gt;our address too. He knows our history and future and He even knows how many&lt;br /&gt;hairs are on our heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa has a belly like a bowl full of jelly.&lt;br /&gt;JESUS has a heart full of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Santa can offer is HO HO HO!&lt;br /&gt;JESUS offers health, help and hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Santa says “You better not cry”.&lt;br /&gt;JESUS says “Cast all your cares on me for I care for you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa’s little helpers make toys.&lt;br /&gt;JESUS makes new life, mends wounded hearts, repairs broken homes and builds&lt;br /&gt;mansions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Santa puts gifts under your tree.&lt;br /&gt;JESUS became our gift and died on the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its obvious there is really no comparison.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We need to remember WHO CHRISTmas is all about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We need to put CHRIST back in CHRISTmas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JESUS is still the reason for the season.Yes, JESUS is better, He is even better than Santa Claus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(via poeticheartache)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So lets just not forget what Christmas really is all about besides those pretty lights and candy canes =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-5238118958016299290?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5238118958016299290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=5238118958016299290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/5238118958016299290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/5238118958016299290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/12/true-meaning-of-christmas.html' title='THE TRUE MEANING OF CHRISTMAS'/><author><name>Josheen</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/SzTRF3D4E3I/AAAAAAAAAsU/s-tncRMBwjc/s72-c/tumblr_kv4x0uN5Vf1qzgndho1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-3539770870946872371</id><published>2009-12-15T00:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T00:14:30.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay there we go again Steph. This time epic plan success or plan fail ??? HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to start choosing modules to take next semester anyway ! Never hurts to be too kiasu right =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh anyway we did the line judge thingy today again for Li Ning Youth Internationals. The whole organization system was screwed up ttm. We practically only had 15 secs intervals between matches. Until halfway through i alreayd could feel my eyes popping out from looking excessively at the stupid lines. And the worst thing is that there isn't any aircon !!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That place is complain heaven seriously. Hot like bird, tired like bird, eyes pain like bird. And the birdiest thing now is my level 7 is flooded with strangers who are complaining that the toilet is flooded with water ! Walao ehhhhhh !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-3539770870946872371?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3539770870946872371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=3539770870946872371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/3539770870946872371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/3539770870946872371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/12/yay-there-we-go-again-steph.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-2609919765286503650</id><published>2009-12-03T16:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T17:05:45.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's call for a Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EXAMS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ARE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;OVERRRRR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe although stupid gamelan was screwed i dont care exams are over!! Holidays are here and trainings are resuming and i'm happy because i love all that working out hahaha. Dallas tonight followed by new Moon which makes me happierrrrrrr :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a even happier note, DCD is coming! Starting Monday! I'm really looking forward to it because school this semester has really made me distance myself away from church and all. And i really feel i need this time to... Just reflect on some stuffs which has been happening and not let what's been happening change me ): Well that's just a personal thought haha so anyway, it's gona be 5 days with God and all the dearest church people (but without my lianzzzz sighhh ) and i'm gona room with Charlotte hhahaha yay can't wait can't wait !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-2609919765286503650?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2609919765286503650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=2609919765286503650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2609919765286503650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2609919765286503650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/12/lets-call-for-celebration.html' title='Let&apos;s call for a Celebration'/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-2866846817205957832</id><published>2009-12-02T03:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T03:33:40.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those were the days</title><content type='html'>Classic conversation with Steph online like a few moments ago and i just had to blog about it !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Y/K and Y/J huh huh Stephanie Lo ? Hahahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I still can't stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the days man, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the secondary school days ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-2866846817205957832?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2866846817205957832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=2866846817205957832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2866846817205957832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2866846817205957832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/12/those-were-days.html' title='Those were the days'/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-7504153381521126118</id><published>2009-12-01T04:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T04:25:14.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two things which perpetually can't get out of my mind right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The coming of Jesus soon&lt;br /&gt;2) People who practice what they bitch about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was studying with John Khoo at Macs where we were just randomly talking about the end of the world coming soon. I haven't caught 2012, but i believe what the Bible says and the Bible says that the world is coming to an end very soon. We discussed what was written in Revelations, and up till now that book still sends shivers down my spine whenever i think about it. It's no joke man, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway i still had the same conclusion, which is wishing i can still have the chance to get married first. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my second point...... Is something i still can't get over as i was telling John, and a few others. Can you imagine people critisizing others about certain behavioural traits of theirs and yet the next minute you catch them doing exactly what they were complaining about... Explains alot huh. Hahaaaa anyway i still think it's damn jing1bao4 the scene was blood-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i've been having loadsa fun these 2 days it feels like exams are already over! (and no sadly they aren't) Finally met up with the EP clique ytd, we refreshed our secondary sch memories by going parkway hahaha gosh i haven't been there since !#$%^&amp;amp; and the place has changed so much ha ha ha and yessss met up with my dearest Elaine low today to ketchupppppp !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how we start meeting more and more different kinds of people in our lives, i'm sure all these different exposures prepare us for the future so we'll know how to deal with all those uh, more different-frequency people, provided the world doesn't really actually end in 2012 cos that'll be when i&lt;strong&gt; just&lt;/strong&gt; graduate and if it actually ends in 2012 i wont even be able to start getting my first pay ! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kkkkk i'm still recovering from shock Leonard please dont pond me if you're reading this hahaha goodnight friendsssssss :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-7504153381521126118?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/7504153381521126118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=7504153381521126118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/7504153381521126118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/7504153381521126118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/12/two-things-which-perpetually-cant-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-1449833718643549623</id><published>2009-11-26T17:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T17:20:50.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The higher your expectations set in, the more easily you'll tend to feel disappointed. True much, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway 3 papers down just like that, and 2 left before the holidays officially start! (i'm taking it like it's starting on saturday) haha papers so far are relatively better as compared to JC because i still remember how i always used to walk out with at least half of my paper blank (Hi chemistry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and epic stuffs happened, like bringing the wrong calculator into the exam hall and so i did the whole stupid econs MCQ paper without a calculator yes call me imba hahaha. Walao can you imagine working everything out in those primary school methods where calculators didn't exist in our lives yet. I realised i almost forgot how to divide and times using those &lt;em&gt;vintage&lt;/em&gt; methods !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling pretty nervous about the whole outcome, which is a first. Usually i'll just be emotionless because i'd nvr pass anyway. Haha. I haven't had expectations such a long time. Feels............ Different, y'know? Hate the bellcurve logic (!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i'm done ranting BYE BYE !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-1449833718643549623?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1449833718643549623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=1449833718643549623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/1449833718643549623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/1449833718643549623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/11/higher-your-expectations-set-in-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-5826792485293624809</id><published>2009-11-20T20:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T20:11:13.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;One interesting fact about myself:&lt;/strong&gt; I will never grow fat from supper !&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Only my face gets rounder ))))))))))):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-5826792485293624809?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5826792485293624809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=5826792485293624809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/5826792485293624809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/5826792485293624809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-interesting-fact-about-myself-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-2385461885808016118</id><published>2009-11-19T03:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T03:35:01.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hellooooo i'm back! I've been neglecting this space cos my days are always spent at Sheares library now sadly and i've actually been updating more often on tumblr. I think it's so much nicer lah haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyyyyyyy, can't wait for exams to be over !! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-2385461885808016118?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2385461885808016118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=2385461885808016118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2385461885808016118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2385461885808016118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/11/hellooooo-im-back-ive-been-neglecting.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-4804375723935639448</id><published>2009-11-10T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T19:08:54.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Talk about opportunity costs. Owell my life will suck either way so it doesn't make that much of a difference. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm moving (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-4804375723935639448?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4804375723935639448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=4804375723935639448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/4804375723935639448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/4804375723935639448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/11/talk-about-opportunity-costs.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-8422174540613663630</id><published>2009-11-07T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T00:50:33.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, all you can do is not think. Not wonder. Not obssess. Not&lt;br /&gt;imagine. Just breathe. Breathe in. Breathe out. Everything works out in the end.&lt;br /&gt;And the more you worry about it, the longer it’s going to take for things to end&lt;br /&gt;perfectly. Just the way they should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;                                                                                                            &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-8422174540613663630?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8422174540613663630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=8422174540613663630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/8422174540613663630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/8422174540613663630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/11/sometimes-all-you-can-do-is-not-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-5403989312073415253</id><published>2009-11-06T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T21:17:24.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriously, well done. Hahahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-5403989312073415253?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5403989312073415253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=5403989312073415253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/5403989312073415253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/5403989312073415253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/11/seriously-well-done.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-3919453394254781973</id><published>2009-11-04T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T00:51:12.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deeper</title><content type='html'>The challenge lies within fathoming what some people are thinking, i think i'll never be able to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And part of me really hates for next semester to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how about making assumptions then passing judgements just like that w/o getting the facts right? I wonder what do people think about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's also just an issue that i've never found an answer for before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to end things off with a shingz, i spent my day sleeping besides having lessons and training ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-3919453394254781973?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3919453394254781973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=3919453394254781973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/3919453394254781973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/3919453394254781973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/11/deeper.html' title='Deeper'/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-1756009726044886250</id><published>2009-11-01T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T21:28:17.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's either you're just in a world of yr own, or that's how scheming this world can be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So which side should i be stepping on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess the P word just never existed in my dictionary before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-1756009726044886250?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1756009726044886250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=1756009726044886250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/1756009726044886250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/1756009726044886250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-either-youre-just-in-world-of-yr.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-4624669386237685774</id><published>2009-11-01T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T21:09:58.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't know such things could happen, up till now. Ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-4624669386237685774?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4624669386237685774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=4624669386237685774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/4624669386237685774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/4624669386237685774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-didnt-know-such-things-could-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-8195759047747004214</id><published>2009-11-01T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T01:16:01.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Forgive &amp;amp; forget?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-8195759047747004214?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8195759047747004214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=8195759047747004214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/8195759047747004214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/8195759047747004214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/11/forgive-forget.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-160528667650756567</id><published>2009-10-31T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T16:49:40.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A moment to remember</title><content type='html'>Wah my butt seriously hurts big time. Nearly 8 hours of cycling officially made it sore ttm.  Oh but night cycling was good =D The weather towards the end was awesome plus the food at LPS was damn shiok and I really appreciated all the effort in the &lt;em&gt;upzzzz&lt;/em&gt; haha many thanks to the people who helped and especially you mr S lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cycled from school to labrador park to LPS to Kallang indoor stadium to Simpang bedok then finally to East coast where the bus brought us back to sch ! The rain spoilt everything initially cos we were all feeling wet and cold but God blessed us with good weather after that ! I'll never ever forget the forfeit at Kallang ha ha ha most embarrassing yet most touching forfeit ever. Lol. I hardly ever get tricked but this time i did ! So not bad. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now what's left is clearing those loose strings hanging around. Gotta think how to put everything right in the best way. There'll be definitely be disappointment but like Steph says ultimately you should understand hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, a night to remember =D Thanks again !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-160528667650756567?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/160528667650756567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=160528667650756567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/160528667650756567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/160528667650756567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/10/moment-to-remember.html' title='A moment to remember'/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-5529250503431474418</id><published>2009-10-30T02:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T02:29:51.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I walked would you run</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/SunedotOisI/AAAAAAAAAsM/k1VjLisPk1k/s1600-h/DSC00354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398090229104937666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/SunedotOisI/AAAAAAAAAsM/k1VjLisPk1k/s320/DSC00354.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/Sunedc7ZXEI/AAAAAAAAAsE/6LQfNY-ZsoU/s1600-h/DSC00352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398090225943141442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/Sunedc7ZXEI/AAAAAAAAAsE/6LQfNY-ZsoU/s320/DSC00352.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/SunedI5qpJI/AAAAAAAAAr8/x4FaOktSVX8/s1600-h/DSC00351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398090220567176338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/SunedI5qpJI/AAAAAAAAAr8/x4FaOktSVX8/s320/DSC00351.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm feeling........... Happy (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; it's time to start opening the books up again ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realise my blog posts are gettin shorter and shorter. Haha. I'll spam yall with a long one nxt time maybe =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Night cycling tmr too yayyyyyy ! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOTE TO SELF&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; STOP EATING SUPPERZZZZ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-5529250503431474418?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5529250503431474418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=5529250503431474418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/5529250503431474418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/5529250503431474418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-feeling.html' title='If I walked would you run'/><author><name>Josheen</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h21MzRAfZWo/SunedotOisI/AAAAAAAAAsM/k1VjLisPk1k/s72-c/DSC00354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-3635857868247675834</id><published>2009-10-27T17:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T17:58:16.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Emo elmo ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-3635857868247675834?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3635857868247675834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=3635857868247675834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/3635857868247675834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/3635857868247675834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/10/emo-elmo.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-855686727431410603</id><published>2009-10-25T16:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T16:32:11.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My walk with God</title><content type='html'>I think today's message to me was clear enough. Why am i even lettin all the busy-ness in my life hinder my spiritual life? Today the voice was loud and clear, "dont run away anymore". Owell if only i could go back a little to where i was before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; seriously, no comments needed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-855686727431410603?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/855686727431410603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=855686727431410603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/855686727431410603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/855686727431410603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-walk-with-god.html' title='My walk with God'/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-1083755600876407634</id><published>2009-10-22T16:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T16:43:30.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The feeling sucks when you have it all at the tip of your fingers yet one round screws it all. I'm guessing maybe it's the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks even more when you dont even have time to sit down and emo about it because you have an assignment due the next day too. Life still goes on, but i dont even feel like looking forward anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's worst off is my implications are huge, at least much more than normal people. Stressed ttm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-1083755600876407634?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1083755600876407634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=1083755600876407634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/1083755600876407634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/1083755600876407634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/10/feeling-sucks-when-you-have-it-all-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-1144419965062685099</id><published>2009-10-15T02:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T03:03:00.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so sorry for the lack of updates. The race against time is getting so crazy my eyebags are really owning me =( Haha that aside, everything's been great =D Like today. I need more days like today! ((((((((((((((((: Still, i'm wondering how on earth i'm going to be able to meet all my deadlines by nxt wk especially for history. I need fairy Godmother to come and pop me a model answer copy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; today somebody turns 22! I wonder who man. So old already yet always still acting like a kid !!! Happy birthday anywayyyyyyy :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-1144419965062685099?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1144419965062685099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=1144419965062685099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/1144419965062685099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/1144419965062685099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-so-sorry-for-lack-of-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-9062431825962800181</id><published>2009-10-08T02:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T02:05:51.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm thinking a thousand and one things right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-9062431825962800181?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/9062431825962800181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=9062431825962800181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/9062431825962800181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/9062431825962800181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-thinking-thousand-and-one-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-6230625586633099856</id><published>2009-10-05T04:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T04:32:15.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(: + ): = :/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-6230625586633099856?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6230625586633099856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=6230625586633099856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/6230625586633099856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/6230625586633099856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-2736151790828135624</id><published>2009-10-02T11:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T11:31:40.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling the heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flu is making me feel angry at everything.&lt;br /&gt;Study simi like that !!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-2736151790828135624?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2736151790828135624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=2736151790828135624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2736151790828135624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2736151790828135624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/10/feeling-heat.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-2147630847281964020</id><published>2009-10-01T03:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T03:20:38.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes when it boils down to things like that,&lt;br /&gt;it's about choosing-- Heart vs Head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i still do trust my judgements at times.&lt;br /&gt;Times like this, i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-2147630847281964020?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2147630847281964020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=2147630847281964020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2147630847281964020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/2147630847281964020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/10/sometimes-when-it-boils-down-to-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-1896734091266087716</id><published>2009-09-26T21:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T21:11:29.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Midterms starting monday! I'm feeling 'zzzzzz' cos i have no idea how uni exams are like. But it'll be mostly over by tuesday hehe then it's time to have fun again! I want to ball more! It feels good to be suddenly so active in sports again haha. Shall upload pictures soooooon! It's been a crazy and well-spent week =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-1896734091266087716?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1896734091266087716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=1896734091266087716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/1896734091266087716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/1896734091266087716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/09/midterms-starting-monday-im-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-6836038343511516476</id><published>2009-09-21T14:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T14:48:54.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You'll always be my baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;To all those non-manu supporters out there, EAT THAT. Hahaha. Ytd night's match just made all of us high, screaming like mad cows that my voice was almost gone for awhile. 90th min equalizer was crazy to begin with, but the 96th min winner was the ultimate :D Michael Owen sia................... &lt;em&gt;Wahhhh. &lt;/em&gt;Final score 4-3 to us !! Screw you Man C !!! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that was all for Zhixuan's bday luck i guess. Cos she lost mahjong after that. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say every ending is a new beginning. This time it was selfish play on my part, sorry. You were right. Those times were the enjoyable times, but now we know it wont happen, at least for now. Still, same goes. Hoping for the best =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;It wasn't easy, trust me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K back to the books!&lt;br /&gt;Cousins arriving soon woohoooooooo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-6836038343511516476?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6836038343511516476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=6836038343511516476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/6836038343511516476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/6836038343511516476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/09/youll-always-be-my-baby.html' title='You&apos;ll always be my baby'/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-478787915513562587</id><published>2009-09-20T00:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T01:18:25.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I say jump you say how high</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=7530_149503387232_586872232_3166287.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 409px; HEIGHT: 316px" border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/7530_149503387232_586872232_3166287.jpg" width="417" height="268" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC08498.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 351px" border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/DSC08498.jpg" width="226" height="894" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi lianz i'm missing you already. Hope you're doing well in China! Glad to be receiving your emails although i haven't replied. Hehe &lt;strong&gt;haven't&lt;/strong&gt;. I dont even know if you'll be able to see this !! But still you better take care there, &amp;amp; i'm only just a phone call away. Will be praying for you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=9625_277050705234_712765234_8858819.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 260px; HEIGHT: 359px" border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/9625_277050705234_712765234_8858819.jpg" width="260" height="542" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; this is my hao peng you John Khoo. Happy belateddd 24th (omg omg) i'm so sorry i didn't stay longer ytd. But you all were really half gone ! Hahaha. STAY YOUNG MAN. People say you got potential to be handsome leh. Happy like bird only right. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC08024.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 379px; HEIGHT: 249px" border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/DSC08024.jpg" width="644" height="647" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sorry i lazy to rotate it hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one, CAB. Happy belated too! Another 1985. Lol. Dont be so stressed all the time. Hahaha. EYECANDY AH. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND LASTLY,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03620.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC036181.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 392px; HEIGHT: 304px" border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/DSC036181.jpg" width="539" height="575" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOH ZHIXUAN !!&lt;/strong&gt; 20092009 ah. Not bad. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy birthday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :D I no need to say more, you know i heart you deep deep lah. HAHAH. Come visit me more !! Yay very happy to be able to spend your bday with you tmr! :D Have a sweet 19th !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND TMR MANU SHALL OWN MAN CITY. IF NOT IT'LL BE ZX'S FAULT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually supposed to be studying.&lt;br /&gt;But history is too boring for a long concentration span.&lt;br /&gt;And all the notes dont seem to be in sync.&lt;br /&gt;Can someone tell me how on earth you study history !! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i can't wait for nxt wk to comeeeee :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-478787915513562587?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/478787915513562587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=478787915513562587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/478787915513562587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/478787915513562587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-say-jump-you-say-how-high.html' title='I say jump you say how high'/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-6510424278568718504</id><published>2009-09-17T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T19:15:19.142+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damn shag'/><title type='text'>Play your fill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC08450.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 388px; HEIGHT: 291px" border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/DSC08450.jpg" width="704" height="531" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=9435_154092453783_501048783_3501725.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 270px; HEIGHT: 358px" border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/9435_154092453783_501048783_3501725.jpg" width="384" height="567" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=9435_154092458783_501048783_3501726.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 386px; HEIGHT: 282px" border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/9435_154092458783_501048783_3501726.jpg" width="386" height="397" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC08483.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what we learn and play during our dear SEA level 2 mod. I think after 6 wks of NUS life this is my most fav lesson and tutorial especially. I'm willing to listen and i kinda know what's going on. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess wk nxt wk followed by the start of mid terms which is also our first official exam in university. My cousins are coming down nxt wk too but i guess i'm prioritizing my studies over them. Emo much. At least i have my XLB buffet next wk! :D HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; sometimes i wonder if it's just a hole i'm not willing to step out from, or is it just that i dont have enough courage. Whatever it is it's been dragging on for too long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-6510424278568718504?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6510424278568718504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=6510424278568718504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/6510424278568718504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/6510424278568718504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/09/play-your-fill.html' title='Play your fill'/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-923018579838871197</id><published>2009-09-13T15:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T15:52:57.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time machine</title><content type='html'>Been so tired i've been falling asleep at random places everywhere. The lack of sleep is really killing me! And the next few weeks are gona be worse. Mid-terms, loads of birthdays, more studying, more projects, cousins coming. Ultimate rush for time! Plus i'm really running out of ideas for doing stuffs for my buaya already ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go do my NM report now! &lt;br /&gt;THEN NAP&lt;br /&gt;THEN PACK&lt;br /&gt;THEN EAT&lt;br /&gt;THEN GO BACK HALL&lt;br /&gt;THEN BUAYA BUAYA&lt;br /&gt;THEN FIX PRINTER&lt;br /&gt;THEN CLEAN FAN&lt;br /&gt;THEN MOP FLOOR&lt;br /&gt;THEN DO ECONS TUT&lt;br /&gt;THEN READ ECONS AND NM&lt;br /&gt;THEN PACK MY ROOM AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;THEN STILL MUST EAT SUPPER&lt;br /&gt;THEN TMR LESSONS AT 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walao eh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-923018579838871197?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/923018579838871197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=923018579838871197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/923018579838871197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/923018579838871197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-machine.html' title='Time machine'/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-6378409604087775559</id><published>2009-09-11T14:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T18:49:06.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the repeat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC08451.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 238px; HEIGHT: 308px" border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/DSC08451.jpg" width="345" height="829" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC08458.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 390px; HEIGHT: 297px" border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/DSC08458.jpg" width="671" height="674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC08462.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 389px; HEIGHT: 274px" border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/DSC08462.jpg" width="382" height="663" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=712.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 389px; HEIGHT: 268px" border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/712.jpg" width="571" height="548" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG000090.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/IMG000090.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG000104.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/IMG000104.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG000112.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/IMG000112.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG000113.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 357px; HEIGHT: 269px" border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/IMG000113.jpg" width="421" height="629" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG000122.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/IMG000122.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more quality nights like this! ♥ ♥ ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-6378409604087775559?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6378409604087775559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=6378409604087775559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/6378409604087775559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/6378409604087775559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-repeat.html' title='On the repeat'/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-3034613416086962821</id><published>2009-09-09T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T19:55:46.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. My blog is dead. Haha i've been very tired these few days, &amp;amp; i'm looking forward to tmr! :D And the work load is slowly getting heavier and heavier. See i'm starting to complain! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-3034613416086962821?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3034613416086962821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=3034613416086962821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/3034613416086962821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/3034613416086962821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-5845611995453864386</id><published>2009-09-05T00:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T00:28:39.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Standing Still</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=GetAttachment.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 418px; HEIGHT: 312px" height="353" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/GetAttachment.jpg" width="423" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=GetAttachment12.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 418px; HEIGHT: 320px" height="438" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/GetAttachment12.jpg" width="418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=GetAttachment2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 414px; HEIGHT: 315px" height="450" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/GetAttachment2.jpg" width="410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=GetAttachment6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 412px; HEIGHT: 300px" height="452" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/GetAttachment6.jpg" width="412" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=GetAttachment7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 410px; HEIGHT: 307px" height="445" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/GetAttachment7.jpg" width="410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=GetAttachment9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 409px; HEIGHT: 311px" height="448" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/GetAttachment9.jpg" width="409" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fav company in sch ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay yay my cousins from malaysia will be coming down to Sg soon! Having them ard here always means fun &amp;amp; so i think i'll make the extra effort to come home for that week! :D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm home sweet home now so it's time for me to make-up for my lost sleep time haha yes it really feels good to be home too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think i shld start listening to the voices and people ard me rather than follow my own. Afterall, like what the Chinese say, the onlookers know best. Right?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-5845611995453864386?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5845611995453864386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=5845611995453864386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/5845611995453864386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/5845611995453864386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/09/standing-still.html' title='Standing Still'/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-1448831544696152273</id><published>2009-09-02T02:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T02:17:02.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC08364.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 397px; HEIGHT: 299px" height="619" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/DSC08364.jpg" width="704" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sleeping late everyday juggling between studies, hall and everything else. It's week 4 and we already have 2 upcoming projects, one due next wk and the other in 2 wks. Plus i have so many more readings to do especially for history. And during tutorials we have to always act like we're so participative just so we can get our participation marks which i shouldn't be complaining about. And i really know nuts nuts about the gamalan except the lecturer is the only reason i'm not hating the module yet. Okay la tuesday is the most tiring day of my week so just let me complain k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also hate waking up everyday being grouchy because i dont have enough sleep or waking up to see myself look tired (or at least that's what the rest are saying)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And eating spicy fried rice everyday between 12-2am in the mrng is bad for my throat my face and my weight ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K la fine. I still love hall :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-1448831544696152273?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1448831544696152273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=1448831544696152273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/1448831544696152273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/1448831544696152273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/09/fly-away.html' title='Fly Away'/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-4926814680385341071</id><published>2009-09-01T01:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T01:48:32.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's a limit to everything. I think some people are just very screwed up. Oh I especially hate it when people put my friends down. It may seem small to you but i take it quite seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-4926814680385341071?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4926814680385341071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=4926814680385341071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/4926814680385341071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/4926814680385341071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/09/theres-limit-to-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-1383238802417735237</id><published>2009-08-31T00:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T00:31:00.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5880_155551900408_626530408_3853256.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 394px; HEIGHT: 278px" height="327" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/5880_155551900408_626530408_3853256.jpg" width="374" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5880_155551930408_626530408_3853262.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 394px; HEIGHT: 294px" height="404" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/5880_155551930408_626530408_3853262.jpg" width="430" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5880_155552035408_626530408_3853281.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 393px; HEIGHT: 304px" height="383" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/5880_155552035408_626530408_3853281.jpg" width="342" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5880_155552070408_626530408_3853287.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 394px; HEIGHT: 312px" height="391" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/5880_155552070408_626530408_3853287.jpg" width="381" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5880_155552075408_626530408_3853288.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 396px; HEIGHT: 284px" height="426" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/5880_155552075408_626530408_3853288.jpg" width="522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5880_155552090408_626530408_3853290.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 368px; HEIGHT: 490px" height="590" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo353/josheen-/5880_155552090408_626530408_3853290.jpg" width="396" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picts from Jamfest (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sch starts at 10am tmr sighhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-1383238802417735237?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1383238802417735237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=1383238802417735237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/1383238802417735237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/1383238802417735237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/08/picts-from-jamfest-sch-starts-at-10am.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-135070018418747969</id><published>2009-08-29T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T00:11:08.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody's Waiting</title><content type='html'>Jamfest last night was actually kinda good. Allowed me to get my mind off some stuffs and some fresh air. Not really fresh but in a sense, freshening experience. What i needed i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i keep bumping my toe into things everywhere anywhere it's so annoying but it's just my problem. I promise (cannot swear) i've never ever seen wound more disgustin than this before. At least not on myself. FRUSTRATED LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i've been repeating myself over and over again but these things, you just gotta rant. Haha anyway it kinda makes me feel better after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say time will tell? Then how much more time do i need. How long more before i finally see through the people around me and know what i really want ..............?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea it's MANU vs ARSENAL now. Hahaha. Shld be wearing my new jersey now lo !!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog with pictures again when i go back to hall cos i realised i left my camera cable there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-135070018418747969?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/135070018418747969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=135070018418747969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/135070018418747969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/135070018418747969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/08/somebodys-waiting.html' title='Somebody&apos;s Waiting'/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-3598896628829593991</id><published>2009-08-27T03:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T03:46:16.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today i visited the most stupid doctor in the world. All she knew to say was i had to go a&amp;amp;e immediately to pluck out my toe nail and when we asked her if she could at least help to disinfect my wound, she went, "Oh i cannot do it my clinic is not clean enough" We asked her if there was any other way out and she went "no you have to pluck it out" again. Then she wrote me a referral letter to a&amp;amp;e and asked me to go there immediately and then charged me 20 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over dinner we then concluded that she was not trustable so we decided to visit another doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hoho, guess what. They totally said different things. And that doctor even gave me free consultation and asked me to think through carefully whether i wanted him to help me do the surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my point is, there i go again, crippled probably for the 3rd time since Arts camp. This time i really couldn't take it anymore )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably heading to the docs again to draw the blood out so the swell will go down. It's throbbing in pain now like John's mum predicted. Owell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to the two nice friends who accompanied me all over west coast hahahaha the weather was very very annoying today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it really feels good when so many people show concern and ask me to take care or be careful i really appreciate it all =) But i must say i'm still feeling damn frustrated over all this injury thing. It's gotta stop right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-3598896628829593991?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3598896628829593991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=3598896628829593991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/3598896628829593991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/3598896628829593991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-i-visited-most-stupid-doctor-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-3127395030381146122</id><published>2009-08-26T16:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T16:58:28.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life's been treating me well. I'm enjoying studies and i've been doing quite a lot of sports recently. Really miss that feeling ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now i can't do sports anymore for the time being i guess. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I was so frustrated i cried.&lt;br /&gt;I hate whoever that did that to me. Srsly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-3127395030381146122?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3127395030381146122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=3127395030381146122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/3127395030381146122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/3127395030381146122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/08/lifes-been-treating-me-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-3366296003242537257</id><published>2009-08-24T01:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T01:38:50.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Drifting away, is all you can say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-3366296003242537257?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3366296003242537257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=3366296003242537257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/3366296003242537257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/3366296003242537257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/08/drifting-away-is-all-you-can-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641961081730281553.post-1982480030763754164</id><published>2009-08-21T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T20:30:15.688+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall life'/><title type='text'>The Aftermath</title><content type='html'>Hall stay is making me excited yet nervous =) Shall be shifting all my barang barang in tmr! YAY. Ikea anyone ??? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd was one crazy night. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it's our dear Mr Teo's birthday in a few hours! Even though i'm quite sure he wont be reading this, still, happy birthday !!!!!!!! 5 years and counting ah. HAHAHAHA :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5641961081730281553-1982480030763754164?l=bitemyshoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1982480030763754164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5641961081730281553&amp;postID=1982480030763754164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/1982480030763754164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641961081730281553/posts/default/1982480030763754164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemyshoe.blogspot.com/2009/08/aftermath.html' title='The Aftermath'/><author><name>Josheen</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
