<?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-1696229179713534204</id><updated>2012-01-18T09:44:12.244-08:00</updated><category term='Will work hard and get back there.'/><category term='Miss natty baby'/><category term='Want one?^^'/><category term='My lovelove(:'/><category term='Old house'/><category term='I want): anybody willing to pay?);'/><category term='And I love my dog.'/><title type='text'>Jolene-</title><subtitle type='html'>Jolene-</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>348</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-1141103517215644375</id><published>2012-01-16T17:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T17:34:06.591-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old house'/><title type='text'>Keep me strong, open, alive.</title><content type='html'>I will make it a point to worship God everyday, in the morning. Today's the first day of work. Wooo~ &lt;br /&gt;God please keep me alive:/ &lt;br /&gt;Yup, done with cny shopping part 1 ytd.. Hee, yayness. Got my Mustard shorts, black leather shorts and my red cny dress((: hoping that nobody will wear the same as me://///&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for round two bugis street today with the girls, and in the night with sister2 to find sister1's wedding dress(: hee, yay. Excited for 2pm!!!):&lt; have yet to start work, and I Wna quittttt. hahaha~ okay, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every breath that I take, every moment that I am awake, Lord have your way in me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-oI3Fcjb9bb4/TxTQCnIqzBI/AAAAAAAACdI/sVToXNIvOA8/s640/blogger-image-1340391480.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-oI3Fcjb9bb4/TxTQCnIqzBI/AAAAAAAACdI/sVToXNIvOA8/s640/blogger-image-1340391480.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-1141103517215644375?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/1141103517215644375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2012/01/keep-me-strong-open-alive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/1141103517215644375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/1141103517215644375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2012/01/keep-me-strong-open-alive.html' title='Keep me strong, open, alive.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-oI3Fcjb9bb4/TxTQCnIqzBI/AAAAAAAACdI/sVToXNIvOA8/s72-c/blogger-image-1340391480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-34345373098530586</id><published>2012-01-13T07:53:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T07:53:55.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why is choosing a poly course so difficult? Maybe because it's my results. Idk. But it sucks. I miss the days when everyone is given work to do and everyone has to just stick to it. Or rather my sec sch days. Ah. Esp, when the sch doesn't have netball. What the. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-34345373098530586?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/34345373098530586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2012/01/why-is-choosing-poly-course-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/34345373098530586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/34345373098530586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2012/01/why-is-choosing-poly-course-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-7662279536396206251</id><published>2012-01-13T07:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T07:55:35.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhaust.</title><content type='html'>So, TP Interactive media's first choice, followed by RP's business info system. &lt;br /&gt;Finally, done. &lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-7662279536396206251?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/7662279536396206251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2012/01/exhaust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/7662279536396206251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/7662279536396206251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2012/01/exhaust.html' title='Exhaust.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-8235091947492712714</id><published>2012-01-09T21:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T21:59:40.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeremiah 29:11</title><content type='html'>So, my results, passed, but shitty. &lt;br /&gt;Still, I Wna thank God for everything. Only thing is that, my English? Er? Seriously? And emath... What the seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, hoping to get in tp through netball. But looks like it's rp. Oh well, yup, can't afford not gg into a poly. Do whatever it takes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has a plan. &lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 29:11. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-8235091947492712714?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/8235091947492712714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2012/01/jeremiah-2911.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/8235091947492712714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/8235091947492712714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2012/01/jeremiah-2911.html' title='Jeremiah 29:11'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-658319885443184039</id><published>2012-01-08T18:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T18:58:57.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A lil Prayer</title><content type='html'>Dear Lord, &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the whole of 2011, thank you for letting me finish my olvls. As today's the results day, I pray that everything will go smoothly, I really Wna do well, or rather, just a poly course. Please have mercy on me. I am so nervous right now. Need you by my side. Grant me peace and happiness; please. &lt;br /&gt;In Jesus name I pray;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-2QhS6KYftYQ/TwpX7pxXNtI/AAAAAAAACc8/kNTJlfrR9KM/s640/blogger-image--501500662.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-2QhS6KYftYQ/TwpX7pxXNtI/AAAAAAAACc8/kNTJlfrR9KM/s640/blogger-image--501500662.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-658319885443184039?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/658319885443184039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2012/01/lil-prayer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/658319885443184039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/658319885443184039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2012/01/lil-prayer.html' title='A lil Prayer'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-2QhS6KYftYQ/TwpX7pxXNtI/AAAAAAAACc8/kNTJlfrR9KM/s72-c/blogger-image--501500662.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-1275607727986619522</id><published>2012-01-08T10:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T10:26:39.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeahyeah.</title><content type='html'>So, results are tmr. In a 12 hrs times. Omg, shivers in my body. Seriously. Sigh. Can't really think straight!!!! I can do it I can do it!!!!&lt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, hi. What is your problem? -.- thought you PROMISE? promise for VERY LONG ALREADY RIGHT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-1275607727986619522?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/1275607727986619522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2012/01/yeahyeah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/1275607727986619522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/1275607727986619522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2012/01/yeahyeah.html' title='Yeahyeah.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-3565128153506664532</id><published>2012-01-07T09:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T09:48:57.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeeeee</title><content type='html'>Nat and me got the bnj job. Oh yaynessssss! Really hope nothing stop us from being able to work)': &lt;br /&gt;Results results, that's what everyone is either  looking forward or getting nervous about it.&lt;br /&gt;I was actually damn nervous and scared about it, and come to think of what bb said, everything's in God's hand, I should be afraid, cause it's in God plan. I've done my best, and somehow, it just base on luck somehow or another.&lt;br /&gt;So yep, staying chilled. &lt;br /&gt;God take ov.&lt;br /&gt;Not asking angeline to check~ &lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-eOfBN8c2dkw/TwiFgLrPwcI/AAAAAAAACcc/I1qV9p5qH4M/s640/blogger-image--1697989962.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-eOfBN8c2dkw/TwiFgLrPwcI/AAAAAAAACcc/I1qV9p5qH4M/s640/blogger-image--1697989962.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-RCJ1R30HE_4/TwiFg80o8LI/AAAAAAAACcg/GTG2ZxuZEz4/s640/blogger-image-1872357204.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-RCJ1R30HE_4/TwiFg80o8LI/AAAAAAAACcg/GTG2ZxuZEz4/s640/blogger-image-1872357204.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-UfDDWjD9n0M/TwiFhSGu_SI/AAAAAAAACco/Z40kc8EmhEA/s640/blogger-image--207785536.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-UfDDWjD9n0M/TwiFhSGu_SI/AAAAAAAACco/Z40kc8EmhEA/s640/blogger-image--207785536.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-u9JGumJcrrk/TwiFiIbZX4I/AAAAAAAACcw/PoLIjfp1dmU/s640/blogger-image--1346571364.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-u9JGumJcrrk/TwiFiIbZX4I/AAAAAAAACcw/PoLIjfp1dmU/s640/blogger-image--1346571364.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-3565128153506664532?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/3565128153506664532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2012/01/keeeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/3565128153506664532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/3565128153506664532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2012/01/keeeeee.html' title='Keeeeee'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-eOfBN8c2dkw/TwiFgLrPwcI/AAAAAAAACcc/I1qV9p5qH4M/s72-c/blogger-image--1697989962.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-2744149131737531881</id><published>2012-01-05T18:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T18:30:15.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>060112</title><content type='html'>Can't replace you with a million rings. &lt;br /&gt;Up early, to meet marcyboy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interview with bnj ytd, went in; with 3 other IJTP Girls including Nat((: yep, everything was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, results. Ask Angeline to check? Or not?)': PLEASE LET ME IN TO A POLY)';&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, time to wait)':&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-2744149131737531881?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/2744149131737531881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2012/01/060112.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/2744149131737531881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/2744149131737531881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2012/01/060112.html' title='060112'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-5181790269984131885</id><published>2012-01-05T18:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T18:27:02.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Air.</title><content type='html'>So, the media said, the results will be out on 9jan, Monday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done my best, but will the outcome be the same as psle?&lt;br /&gt;Or just on the dot, nlvls?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I try so hard but idk if it's enough for my to make it through. I Wna do well, but idk why, there's something obstructing it from happening. &lt;br /&gt;Really hope I so well this time and pass my Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father's up looking at the house; and I've waited for him for 2 hours. I Wna sleep, I am tired; I Wna go home. &lt;br /&gt;Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;Bnj interview tmr; hoping that NAT and me will be able to get the job. To earn some bucks! &lt;br /&gt;Poly open house as well with the darlings, this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, life has been down. But oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;God sustain me.&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;040112&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-5181790269984131885?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/5181790269984131885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2012/01/air.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/5181790269984131885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/5181790269984131885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2012/01/air.html' title='Air.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-4559998593887530117</id><published>2012-01-03T02:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T02:40:29.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hurt in your eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-4559998593887530117?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/4559998593887530117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2012/01/hurt-in-your-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4559998593887530117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4559998593887530117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2012/01/hurt-in-your-eyes.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-3306298908809912446</id><published>2011-12-31T18:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T18:39:16.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God, I need you. 2012.</title><content type='html'>Jesus, my heart is aching. My heart is aching so bad on this very new year. Would you please stop the pain? Please God?): let me know the right. &lt;br /&gt;Please.): I Wna cry damn bad): it hurts so much): &lt;br /&gt;O God): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-3306298908809912446?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/3306298908809912446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/12/god-i-need-you-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/3306298908809912446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/3306298908809912446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/12/god-i-need-you-2012.html' title='God, I need you. 2012.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-3384962594828062584</id><published>2011-12-31T07:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T07:50:21.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>Let the bad go, good come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; 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The year's ending; &lt;br /&gt;In about 4 days. I can't remember what's my resolution, but I guess it's something about olvls. &lt;br /&gt;So yes, and results are coming out like, damn fast. I haven really feel like as if I am partying hard. &lt;br /&gt;Family's asking me to get a job. Yes I know, but nobody wants me....)': so how? Bnj and USS doesn't Wna call me. &lt;br /&gt;Job hunting round 2 with nat Tmr at tamp. Gai with ver in the evening, hahahah((: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, merry Christmas guys. Spent my eve with the city harvest people, a bunch of friendly people((: &lt;br /&gt;However, I didn't have the Christmas feel this year. Like really. It was indeed a boring day. Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, it's ov. Maybe cause there wasn't a Christmas tree at home and I had pathetic, only 3 presents?! Normally I have a bag...... Okcan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results; Really Wna do well)': God have mercy. Please?): whatever's done, done. God, you take control of whatever's left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduated from netball, Really wished I was more open before and got to know the girls, like way before hand. Every single one of them are so adorable. Love them so damn much((: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regret not staying for youth camp longer, the games as well as the encountering of God. Sigh. Oh wells. That's life I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, let me have a good time today. &lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx;&lt;br /&gt;Jo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-7626772874563939316?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/7626772874563939316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/12/hold-me-jesus-never-let-me-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/7626772874563939316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/7626772874563939316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/12/hold-me-jesus-never-let-me-go.html' title='Hold me, Jesus, never let me go.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-6818251233521194861</id><published>2011-12-20T09:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T09:26:00.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold.</title><content type='html'>Hee, just hanged the clothes for my mum. &lt;br /&gt;Youth camp and netball camp is clashed. Oh well. So I'm going one day each. And DAMN. I misplace my bible. Sorry God. Didn't mean it. So yes. &lt;br /&gt;Basically, youth camp, just Wna have fun and eat~ and if there are sessions, def get to hear God. &lt;br /&gt;Alws wanted to, desperately wanting to, never stop wanting to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes. Netball camp, lose some fats and play it for the last time. Hahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired. Night. &lt;br /&gt;God, may you please make everyone a happy girl and boy? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-6818251233521194861?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/6818251233521194861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/12/cold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/6818251233521194861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/6818251233521194861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/12/cold.html' title='Cold.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-8732592461436563256</id><published>2011-12-20T06:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T06:19:23.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry</title><content type='html'>Find everything just too weird. Like really. But nvm live life. Wna be happy. &lt;br /&gt;Applied bnj with nat a couple days ago, hoping that they will call us back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And currently in the train with best to changi point to find something:p hee. It's been long.&lt;br /&gt; Hee, &lt;br /&gt;SO GLAD THAT VER DID IT!  heheheh. Love that girl a hell load!!!(: &lt;br /&gt;Xx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-8732592461436563256?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/8732592461436563256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/8732592461436563256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/8732592461436563256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry.html' title='Merry'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-4504786499726687130</id><published>2011-12-09T10:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T10:35:32.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired.</title><content type='html'>Contracting yourself? Ha, it's irritating. Just so you know. &lt;br /&gt;Everyone do anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-4504786499726687130?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/4504786499726687130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/12/tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4504786499726687130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4504786499726687130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/12/tired.html' title='Tired.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-2603654485189419208</id><published>2011-12-09T01:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T01:29:26.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>-.-</title><content type='html'>I am frustrated by people who cNt take my jokes. Like seriously? It's just a joke? And how often do I get angry with people? Why do I still get sucha respond? &lt;br /&gt;Gnd man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-2603654485189419208?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/2603654485189419208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/2603654485189419208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/2603654485189419208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='-.-'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-659984774788734928</id><published>2011-12-07T09:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T09:55:04.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hee</title><content type='html'>So close. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving round town with the girl I love, and inwas like forget youuuuu~ &lt;br /&gt;Can't get it off my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa for breaky tmr! Nighty all! &lt;br /&gt;K makes me happy!!(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-659984774788734928?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/659984774788734928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/12/hee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/659984774788734928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/659984774788734928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/12/hee.html' title='Hee'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-276266132307749213</id><published>2011-12-07T09:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T09:53:06.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hk is ov. I kinda enjoyed myself. Esp, the last night. Some on the other hand, I did not. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'm frustrated enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-276266132307749213?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/276266132307749213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/12/hk-is-ov.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/276266132307749213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/276266132307749213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/12/hk-is-ov.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-1569456495942782036</id><published>2011-12-07T09:52:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T09:52:58.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'>62 pasir ris terrace</title><content type='html'>I enjoyed life here.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered those times when I was so amazed that I'll be staying here.&lt;br /&gt;This was wear my childhood was.&lt;br /&gt;Where I grew up. K2.. Primary school, (Elias) and spent My whole secondary school life here as well. &lt;br /&gt;Walking up the hill tirelessly everyday. How I complain about the damn freaking sunny weather... WHAT THE. can feel the heat rn. HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;How did I do it man. The countless mosquito bites I get from walking through the Forest. And the lovely breezy park I used to go and run.. It all have to come to an end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To punggol, and next, to the new house in pasir. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-1569456495942782036?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/1569456495942782036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/12/62-pasir-ris-terrace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/1569456495942782036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/1569456495942782036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/12/62-pasir-ris-terrace.html' title='62 pasir ris terrace'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-6525234967201156563</id><published>2011-12-07T09:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T09:52:49.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>26nov2011</title><content type='html'>Going hk TMR. &lt;br /&gt;Shifting to punggol right now with uncle Leong and papa. Sister's downstairs looking after the lorry. &lt;br /&gt;There is just so much to do. So much to pack.  &lt;br /&gt;Today is my last Day in 62 pasir ris terrace. No more big house for me. I must learn to stay in cozy small houses((: &lt;br /&gt;Yup. Sigh. It's gna be damn sad): but sigh. Can't do any shit. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, it's em's birthday today! Have to rush here and there, and tomorrow's flight's 7.55am.&lt;br /&gt;Really do hope this trip, even tho I am not playing; It will still be enjoyable with the other girls. &lt;br /&gt;May it be same as Perth. &lt;br /&gt;More enjoyable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, father's up with uncle Leong to bring the things in. &lt;br /&gt;Imksfblaaa.&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-6525234967201156563?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/6525234967201156563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/12/26nov2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/6525234967201156563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/6525234967201156563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/12/26nov2011.html' title='26nov2011'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-4826465378097362146</id><published>2011-11-23T02:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T02:06:23.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Miss her more than ever now. &lt;br /&gt;Hk in 4. Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-4826465378097362146?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/4826465378097362146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/miss-k-more-then-ever-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4826465378097362146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4826465378097362146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/miss-k-more-then-ever-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-4918666150440758698</id><published>2011-11-21T09:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T09:34:12.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don&amp;apos;t like to move house):</title><content type='html'>My pack is hurting so damn freaking badly. &lt;br /&gt;Moving house is not an enjoyable thing.  Ok wait, maybe if you're moving to somewhere damn cool and when you have very lil things to pack. But hell no. I have tons of things to pack and it's seriously killin. &lt;br /&gt;I Wna throw all of them away but you know, I'm a girl who has a soft heart. So like, I have feelings for all my toys and things. Hahahah. Cannot help it.&lt;br /&gt;So I have alot of things. And I Wna clear them oh so badly. &lt;br /&gt;Yep; &lt;br /&gt;I hope I clear everything by Tmr. I am damn tired. &lt;br /&gt;Wonder how my parents does everything. Seriously. They work all they long and they don't complain. They're really my superheros man. Muacks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hk in 5 days. Whoa, god damn Excited to be on the plane. I just Wna sit on the aeroplane. Freaking depriveeee)': &lt;br /&gt;Okay): I shall be patient and get going and bathe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight one and all. Having bad cramps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-4918666150440758698?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/4918666150440758698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-pack-is-hurting-so-damn-freaking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4918666150440758698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4918666150440758698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-pack-is-hurting-so-damn-freaking.html' title='I don&amp;amp;apos;t like to move house):'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-7969631889801542435</id><published>2011-11-17T19:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T19:38:27.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joyce.</title><content type='html'>Sorry I just had to this. Not say you will read it anyway. &lt;br /&gt;I just dl you la k? &lt;br /&gt;Should have just rolled eyes at you the previous day. Oh goodness. &lt;br /&gt;Nvm, soon I will. &lt;br /&gt;Till then;&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-7969631889801542435?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/7969631889801542435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/sorry-i-just-had-to-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/7969631889801542435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/7969631889801542435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/sorry-i-just-had-to-this.html' title='Joyce.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-3748518648941214566</id><published>2011-11-15T23:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T23:41:55.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>161111</title><content type='html'>I just did my hair, ytd, brows and fingers. &lt;br /&gt;Prom night; let's go.&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-3748518648941214566?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/3748518648941214566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-just-did-my-hair-ytd-brows-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/3748518648941214566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/3748518648941214566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-just-did-my-hair-ytd-brows-and.html' title='161111'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-2798804959606045244</id><published>2011-11-15T21:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T21:13:46.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You're so disgusting lor. Damn irresponsible Plz. What the shit. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-2798804959606045244?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/2798804959606045244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/youre-so-disgusting-lor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/2798804959606045244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/2798804959606045244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/youre-so-disgusting-lor.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-3664793285887119843</id><published>2011-11-14T07:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T07:32:56.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>I just dl to make people upset. Yeah get that point. &lt;br /&gt;Urgh): what should I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-3664793285887119843?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/3664793285887119843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/3664793285887119843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/3664793285887119843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-5800702777273140117</id><published>2011-11-14T02:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T02:27:18.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hehhhh.</title><content type='html'>Olvl is frigginnnn over Babeh!!!!!!!!(; Heheheh:p &lt;br /&gt;Science mcq was quite tricky today); sigh. But I hope I can make ittt laaaaa.  Not gna check any of the answers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading back to sch with dean to&lt;br /&gt;Meet Kc and the netball girls for hk briefing. Sigh o sigh. Why must it be on the fourteeeen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everything with you will be fine. I hope you won't have such crazy ongoings anymore. It's tearing you down. Hope everything will be fine. URGH.&lt;br /&gt;Cheenax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-5800702777273140117?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/5800702777273140117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/hehhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/5800702777273140117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/5800702777273140117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/hehhhh.html' title='Hehhhh.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-2107713399012599108</id><published>2011-11-13T18:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T18:07:12.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love you girl!(:</title><content type='html'>So proud of Rachel la omg!!!!!(: yay yay yay!!!(: &lt;br /&gt;She's has Gold for her SEA games!(: Heheheh:p so damn happy for her(: &lt;br /&gt;Literally screaming inside when I heard she had a gold(: hHahah, okay, mad. Can't wait for her to come back!&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-2107713399012599108?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/2107713399012599108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/love-you-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/2107713399012599108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/2107713399012599108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/love-you-girl.html' title='Love you girl!(:'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-7895099856672960388</id><published>2011-11-13T06:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T06:11:06.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don&amp;apos;t judge by what you see.</title><content type='html'>I find it damn irritating. Everybody thinks I'm a person who doesn't study. &lt;br /&gt;K sure. And when I study, everyone gets so amazed by it. &lt;br /&gt;Seriously? I study. But the results don't show. And that's why nobody ever sees my effort. &lt;br /&gt;So seriously. Stop saying that I don't study. It's annoying. And stop asking me if I got study. I am just a scaly cat. If I don't study, I will feel damn crap up So ya. Shush. Thanks. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-7895099856672960388?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/7895099856672960388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/don-judge-by-what-you-see.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/7895099856672960388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/7895099856672960388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/don-judge-by-what-you-see.html' title='Don&amp;amp;apos;t judge by what you see.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-7400134720424544038</id><published>2011-11-11T09:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T09:17:13.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bambamzz</title><content type='html'>Should I?! So preeetty... And kutie...&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-yi9GiXualEQ/Tr1YmLs9CbI/AAAAAAAACY4/wzGvlY36um4/s640/blogger-image--2144033667.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-yi9GiXualEQ/Tr1YmLs9CbI/AAAAAAAACY4/wzGvlY36um4/s640/blogger-image--2144033667.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-7400134720424544038?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/7400134720424544038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/bambamzz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/7400134720424544038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/7400134720424544038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/bambamzz.html' title='Bambamzz'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-yi9GiXualEQ/Tr1YmLs9CbI/AAAAAAAACY4/wzGvlY36um4/s72-c/blogger-image--2144033667.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-1082354043858887261</id><published>2011-11-11T09:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T09:16:14.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choices.</title><content type='html'>Guess I'm just bored. &lt;br /&gt;Don't really know what to do. Suppose to study but I'm just getting real distracted. Oh well. That's me. Hahahah. Jo is like that. &lt;br /&gt;So I did physics today. Chem tmr. Hope everything will be productive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yepyep, got my dress from cousin last week. Hehe, hope it will be fine. ESP when it goes along with the heels. &lt;br /&gt;So yep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty pissed that I've to go back to sch on 14 after my last paper. Like. URGH. Ok can. Can't party with my friends again. I miss hanging out with them oh so much. &lt;br /&gt;Everyone's going for job interviews): I just want my USS la): sighness. Hope they call me soon yeah? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another 20 mcq and im gna play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GV3qs-3-OqU/Tr1YXXf31kI/AAAAAAAACYw/cgd-QoUB85s/s640/blogger-image-1998952646.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GV3qs-3-OqU/Tr1YXXf31kI/AAAAAAAACYw/cgd-QoUB85s/s640/blogger-image-1998952646.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-1082354043858887261?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/1082354043858887261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/choices.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/1082354043858887261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/1082354043858887261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/choices.html' title='Choices.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GV3qs-3-OqU/Tr1YXXf31kI/AAAAAAAACYw/cgd-QoUB85s/s72-c/blogger-image-1998952646.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-2460308570563175441</id><published>2011-11-09T21:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T21:08:01.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Title</title><content type='html'>Chinese is over. I'm left with mcq!!!! Gna work hard for it!! &lt;br /&gt;Chinese was fine today. Although I dread doing it. HAHAH. whats new. It's Chinese. &lt;br /&gt;The formal letter was how to make Chinese an interesting subject. Oh pls. It's never interesting. Hahahah. &lt;br /&gt;Hope there will be a miracle on me. &lt;br /&gt;But I thank God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid earphones are all spolit. Bloodyhell. All of them. And I've got to use the carebears one. WTH. It keeps coming off. &lt;br /&gt;Going to find All the babies later at town(: &lt;br /&gt;And designer's house later. Oh God. I still dk what to do for my room... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumor has it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-2460308570563175441?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/2460308570563175441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/title.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/2460308570563175441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/2460308570563175441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/title.html' title='Title'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-9168340060368610027</id><published>2011-11-09T06:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T06:25:16.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Travel.</title><content type='html'>I Wanna go New York.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go Los Angeles.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go San Francisco.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go Florida.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go New Jersey.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go AMERICA.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a american. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go Sydney.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go Brisbane.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna get away from this country. &lt;br /&gt;I wanna go on a holiday. Very badly. &lt;br /&gt;But, Can't this year because I'm gna move house. Parents and family will be busy. &lt;br /&gt;Next year after my sister's wedding then(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeee:p &lt;br /&gt;Pa: okay. We might go and find ah ben in aus.&lt;br /&gt;Me: oh no la! I have a fabulous idea! Why not the new airbus to new York? HAHAHAH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Can't be distracted. &lt;br /&gt;Chinese now): can't wait to finish you up tmr. Urgh. I hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-9168340060368610027?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/9168340060368610027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/travel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/9168340060368610027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/9168340060368610027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/travel.html' title='Travel.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-4110826369873300678</id><published>2011-11-07T16:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T16:54:38.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Content.</title><content type='html'>Otw to school right now to meet laoshi. Chinese is coming again. This Thursday. Ha, second time to prove myself. But I seriously can't do Chinese. Aiyaaa. Freak Chinese); agh, I just wnna pass. Is it that difficult?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The EMAs ytd. Father fought with me the television, ha, yay, I won. Selena Gomez is sucha sweet pie&lt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glee's playing right now. I likeee. I wished I could US this year again. But fam busy with all the moving, dont think  I'll go anywhere this year. Next year though! Heheheh:p aus aus aussss:p &lt;br /&gt;So yep, I'm reaching sch. &lt;br /&gt;Beloved girls are having hist right now. And it's their last. &lt;br /&gt;6 days till olvls end. HA HA HA FINALLY. okay, wait till that day comes. Heheheh:p okay, time to meet Anna((: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss gg)':&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-4110826369873300678?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/4110826369873300678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/content.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4110826369873300678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4110826369873300678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/content.html' title='Content.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-3175951640626140168</id><published>2011-11-06T19:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T19:32:59.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Urgh.</title><content type='html'>All this menopause is driving me mad. &lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-3175951640626140168?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/3175951640626140168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/urgh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/3175951640626140168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/3175951640626140168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/urgh.html' title='Urgh.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-5927103132590843201</id><published>2011-11-06T02:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T02:35:22.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad day.</title><content type='html'>When I really need somewhere to write. &lt;br /&gt;Came to a point where I realize, who cares? Who cares about you? Everyone's selfish. So, who cares? &lt;br /&gt;When someone's down, I'm there. When I am, whose there? &lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. &lt;br /&gt;I just can't stand the fact that everyone's busy with their lives; Alright. I get that. &lt;br /&gt;Freaking dogs outside my house can shut the freak up. &lt;br /&gt;My mum can stop nagging already.&lt;br /&gt;The bickerings and all can shut and come to an end. &lt;br /&gt;Leaning on myself. Something new. &lt;br /&gt;Wtv, wtv. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on, talk about it. &lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-5927103132590843201?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/5927103132590843201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/bad-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/5927103132590843201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/5927103132590843201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/bad-day.html' title='Bad day.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-5359373201184027455</id><published>2011-11-05T23:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T23:46:25.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You're horrible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-5359373201184027455?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/5359373201184027455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/youre-horrible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/5359373201184027455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/5359373201184027455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/youre-horrible.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-8113281868139711548</id><published>2011-11-05T10:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T10:02:29.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drained.</title><content type='html'>life still goes on you see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practically did not do anything today. I'm just so exhausted, burned out. &lt;br /&gt;Feeling so what the hell when my mum says I did not put in effort for my papers. Like, really? After all much shits and practices I've done? &lt;br /&gt;What the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, you're away. not being affected or anything, but it's just not right to do so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for 14 to come. I don't Wna hear stupid naggings. I no need those judgements. I just Wna lead a happy, simple, contented  life. &lt;br /&gt;Goodbye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-8113281868139711548?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/8113281868139711548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/drained.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/8113281868139711548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/8113281868139711548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/drained.html' title='Drained.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-9020021254521170366</id><published>2011-11-04T11:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T11:28:56.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wtv.</title><content type='html'>whoa shit, i cnt take this shit.&lt;br /&gt;seriously. i cannot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-9020021254521170366?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/9020021254521170366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/wtv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/9020021254521170366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/9020021254521170366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/wtv.html' title='wtv.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-3259628682598305287</id><published>2011-11-04T06:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T11:31:05.017-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miss natty baby'/><title type='text'>Yip! It&amp;apos;s ending!&lt;:</title><content type='html'>Heh, social studies is freaking over! &lt;br /&gt;Gna run home to watch my jersey- 90210 and antm right now. &lt;br /&gt;Traveled quite a lot of places today. &lt;br /&gt;Firstly, school for paper, bb's house, totally updated my podpod, 53 songs. That's how outdated I am. HAHA. oh well. That's because of olvls. Thanks bb. Hehehe:p town, and finally, h&amp;amp;m!! HEHEHEHEHE, like finally ya?! I want that Bambi pullover): anybody??); hahahah. &lt;br /&gt;Caught one day with char, Yao, Jin, ver. Sadly, Rach has to go. Heh. After that draggy/ sweet/sad movie, went over to JK for roti! And to Ave1, to meet girlx2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed my day with my girls, time to start Chinese tmr!! No lazy!(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KiLPkdJpVUM/TrPvN9IUMxI/AAAAAAAACYo/Mu43ZWsUxi0/s640/blogger-image-1634413788.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KiLPkdJpVUM/TrPvN9IUMxI/AAAAAAAACYo/Mu43ZWsUxi0/s640/blogger-image-1634413788.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-3259628682598305287?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/3259628682598305287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/yip-it-ending.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/3259628682598305287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/3259628682598305287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/yip-it-ending.html' title='Yip! It&amp;amp;apos;s ending!&amp;lt;:'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KiLPkdJpVUM/TrPvN9IUMxI/AAAAAAAACYo/Mu43ZWsUxi0/s72-c/blogger-image-1634413788.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-2959512967019577388</id><published>2011-11-02T20:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T20:53:05.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yipyip!!!&lt;:</title><content type='html'>I was just thinking of life, and studies. And I started singing.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God will make a way, when it seems to be no way. He works in ways, we cannot see, He will make a way for me. He will be my guide, hold me closely to his sight. With love and grace with each new day, He will make a way, He will make a way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I got my lyrics wrong but, hahahah. God understands mr can alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for chap 5!&lt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-2959512967019577388?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/2959512967019577388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/yipyip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/2959512967019577388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/2959512967019577388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/yipyip.html' title='Yipyip!!!&amp;lt;:'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-3938160600936808752</id><published>2011-11-02T01:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T01:23:08.594-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='And I love my dog.'/><title type='text'>Olevels~</title><content type='html'>The girl's busy, I'm walking home, so I shall just do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olevels for the past week. Overall, I just pray and wish and hope I can do it.   English, emath, literature, Amath chemistry and physics are down. &lt;br /&gt;3 more to go. &lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I just don't understand why I'm incapable of passing my 6 subjects. Why is that so? I can't pass my Amath, no matter how hard I try. And I'm glad, I'm done with it. However, knowing that I'm Gna get a nine for it, its makes me sad. How am I suppose to get into a course, oh rather, a poly with a freaking nine?! &lt;br /&gt;Chinese, im Gna try it once more. I believe I can do this Chinese paper this time. Can't give up, gotta press on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gna move to Punggol in exactly a month's time. Sigh, I will miss you pasir ris terrace. But not the horrible hill. Hahaha, those days with the scotching sun..... Oh my. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, Gna get home and start memorizing governance, conflict and bonding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just walk through the short cut, inconsiderate people brings their pets out and never clean the poops. Not cool dude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, reached home. &lt;br /&gt;Start work.&lt;br /&gt;Lets go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-r3l_F7NYPQU/TrD9EgJmeBI/AAAAAAAACYg/Iswl5xzZK9I/s640/blogger-image--1529551987.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-r3l_F7NYPQU/TrD9EgJmeBI/AAAAAAAACYg/Iswl5xzZK9I/s640/blogger-image--1529551987.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-3938160600936808752?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/3938160600936808752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/olevels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/3938160600936808752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/3938160600936808752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/11/olevels.html' title='Olevels~'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-r3l_F7NYPQU/TrD9EgJmeBI/AAAAAAAACYg/Iswl5xzZK9I/s72-c/blogger-image--1529551987.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-5090393347241114248</id><published>2011-10-31T02:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T02:08:20.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>My Amath paper and lit paper just ended. Lit was Helena. And Amath was ???????? Screwed. So, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-5090393347241114248?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/5090393347241114248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/5090393347241114248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/5090393347241114248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-3100177892221421733</id><published>2011-10-28T04:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T04:51:51.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Find joy, in everything you do.</title><content type='html'>Down with emath. Oh yay!!! Left with my beloved amath!!!! Hehehe:p &lt;br /&gt;Gna conquer you, you stupid fool. Hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emath today was better ten paper 1. Maybe cause I could concentrate better then ytd. But today, More careless mistakes): sucks):  oh well, okay,  gna have a tiring week next week! God, please have mercy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-3100177892221421733?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/3100177892221421733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/find-joy-in-everything-you-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/3100177892221421733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/3100177892221421733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/find-joy-in-everything-you-do.html' title='Find joy, in everything you do.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-8761781214142628719</id><published>2011-10-27T20:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T20:13:10.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why like that):</title><content type='html'>I can't get angle of depression and elevation. It's killing. Ok bai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-8761781214142628719?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/8761781214142628719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/why-like-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/8761781214142628719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/8761781214142628719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/why-like-that.html' title='Why like that):'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-4878092632926452588</id><published>2011-10-27T05:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T05:16:45.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh, why God?</title><content type='html'>Feeling damn terrible. Not even&lt;br /&gt;Joking. Sick and sat in a separate room for emath paper 1 today. Sigh. Idk whats wrong with me): so much gas in my body I guess. Sigh): went to the doctors early this morning; puked last night. Sigh. Sister's not feeling well either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The invigilator was veh nice today(: she said that I looked damn sick when I started the paper. And much better after that. Hee, so true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, time to be strong and pull myself up to study for paper 2! Let's go Jo!!!!!!! You can do it!!!!((: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still wna thank God, for everything. &lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-4878092632926452588?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/4878092632926452588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/sigh-why-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4878092632926452588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4878092632926452588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/sigh-why-god.html' title='Sigh, why God?'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-2830629699892792516</id><published>2011-10-25T12:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T12:41:02.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yknow, I don&amp;apos;t really bother.</title><content type='html'>Why do people look down on others, seriously? It's just that people learn and process things slower? If someone's results are bad because they didn't study and if they are lazy, then that's a different case. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't stand people having such irritable comments. They are those smarty pants and I'm like that the bottom, and them telling me they can't make it. Wtfreak is wrong with you? Wake up ya? Just keep it to yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more? When I don't understand a easy topic, people would&lt;br /&gt;Say: 'chicken feet' like erm? Sorry ya? I don't have those extra brain cells like you so I wont know yeah?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, telling me that a higher lvl education subject is even more difficult and comparing it to whatever I am studying now is no kick? Er.. Ok.. Keep it to yourself? I dont have to know that. There's a reason why I am still stuck at this level, and I don't intend to&lt;br /&gt;Go up the higher level of yours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, keep it all to yourself, cause I don't wish to hear any single bit of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart, so what? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-2830629699892792516?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/2830629699892792516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/yknow-i-don-really-bother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/2830629699892792516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/2830629699892792516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/yknow-i-don-really-bother.html' title='Yknow, I don&amp;amp;apos;t really bother.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-4397091465778644544</id><published>2011-10-24T07:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T07:02:07.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>English language; 1127.</title><content type='html'>So, I sat for my English paper today.&lt;br /&gt;Mum prayed for me over the phone and I teared. Was really nervous. Went to the toilet several times. Sigh.  &lt;br /&gt;So, I wrote about freedom i could not write about my trapped in the lift, my love story and ... What was the last one? I forgot... Err... Oh! My netball one! Hehh. Managed to do my letter and compo. Hope it will turn out well though): paper 2 was really sucky. Like, what the shit sial. Hahahahah. Summary obviously suck. Comphre was about circus. Sigh, for me, it was difficult. But you know what, I have done my best, and the rest, its up to God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for me to concentrate on the others! Emath next; so gna tackle you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-4397091465778644544?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/4397091465778644544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/english-language-1127.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4397091465778644544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4397091465778644544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/english-language-1127.html' title='English language; 1127.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-2074113121765783136</id><published>2011-10-23T20:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T20:38:03.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk with me Lord.</title><content type='html'>God, let me do the best, be with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-2074113121765783136?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/2074113121765783136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/walk-with-me-lord.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/2074113121765783136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/2074113121765783136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/walk-with-me-lord.html' title='Walk with me Lord.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-7218954870274050912</id><published>2011-10-23T09:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T19:36:18.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoping to write this later.</title><content type='html'>I tapped my foot impatiently while waiting for the lift to arrive at the lobby. Six minutes since I pressed the lift button and it was still on the tenth floor.  there were no sign of moment. My favourite show was going to start in 5minutes and I am no where near the front door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3minutes, the lift arrive to the lobby. Emitting huge groans all the while, I hurried quickly inside the lift, punching my floor button. Praying fervently that it will transport me up in less than two seconds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, my prayers were unanswered. The door barely closed and the electric hum of the motor ceased abruptly. I didn't not even digest  the significance of that until the lift was dark. The awful reality had hit me hard: I was trapped in the lift. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tension rising rapidly in me, I started groping around, hoping to find the alarm button. After fumbling through the countless buttons, I finally found what I want. I pressed the alarm button forcefully. Nothing happened. No loyd bell sound. I pressed it again, desperately. Still, nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sheer helplessness of my predicament overcame me. I squeezed my eyes fiercely, hoping that the tears will not have it's way; but it was no use. Not long later, I realized that I was in a bawling mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surrounding was stark dark. I was never once scared of the dark; but this was a complete and unrelenting blackness. Soon, I started conjuring up monsters in the dark. 'thump!' 'did anyone just brushed through my legs?' I began To faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'hey! Anyone in there?' a voice from outside the lift. Hope rekindled in me once again. 'hang in there! Will get you out in a minute!' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True enough, barely a minute later, The lift doors were open. Light began to stream in and I saw a man who is in his early thirties, in a blue technician outfit. I smiled at him weakly in gratitude and dragged myself out of the lift. My ordeal was finally over!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-7218954870274050912?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/7218954870274050912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/hoping-to-write-this-later.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/7218954870274050912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/7218954870274050912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/hoping-to-write-this-later.html' title='Hoping to write this later.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-4476774828468935332</id><published>2011-10-20T22:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T22:40:51.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Live life, do well.</title><content type='html'>Hehh, left sch, heading for tuition now(: SS was alright, hee, got to catch up my beloved girl. Happppieee:p &lt;br /&gt;But, time passes so damn quickly. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, last day of hol today. So damn different from nlvls. I CNT take it): &lt;br /&gt;Oh wells. Live life, and do well. I can I can!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-4476774828468935332?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/4476774828468935332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/live-life-do-well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4476774828468935332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4476774828468935332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/live-life-do-well.html' title='Live life, do well.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-3126092357499552620</id><published>2011-10-20T08:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T08:17:44.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O m g</title><content type='html'>O m g, the woman because me is damn smelly. O m g. HELP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-3126092357499552620?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/3126092357499552620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-m-g.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/3126092357499552620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/3126092357499552620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-m-g.html' title='O m g'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-5919853943374380589</id><published>2011-10-20T08:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T08:16:41.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith.</title><content type='html'>Science prac? &lt;br /&gt;Thought I did okay, but, I sucked. Sigh, what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay wtv, phy was on temperature. And chem was on cat/anions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAAAA. I CNT take it. Lose some marks here and there. &lt;br /&gt;FREAK. God, please PLEASE please, let me do well): please have a miracle or something))):  sigh God, why o why):  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading to the airport right now. Pretty stewardess just walked past me. Hehe......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, just look forward, and do my best. I can do this((: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have faith Jo!!!! &lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-5919853943374380589?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/5919853943374380589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/faith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/5919853943374380589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/5919853943374380589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/faith.html' title='Faith.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-291983424362947727</id><published>2011-10-18T17:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T17:50:04.725-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Want one?^^'/><title type='text'>Okcannnnzzzz.</title><content type='html'>Y A Y N E S S. you passed -. &lt;br /&gt;Hahahahah. so happy for you!!!! Like macchiam I'm the one taking it  sial... Hahahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeahh, tmr's science practical. I hope I don't break any test tube and I Pray that phy will be something easy. Chemical can join the club yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;O God, have mercy. Heh:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otw to sch now. Everyday, tuition. Okcan... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby you light up my world like nobody else~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I love J. Lopezzzzz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-F7Nm1lcT9zA/Tp4euu89IuI/AAAAAAAACYM/jTK_Mq_GEzs/s640/blogger-image--1549918445.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-F7Nm1lcT9zA/Tp4euu89IuI/AAAAAAAACYM/jTK_Mq_GEzs/s640/blogger-image--1549918445.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-291983424362947727?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/291983424362947727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/okcannnnzzzz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/291983424362947727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/291983424362947727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/okcannnnzzzz.html' title='Okcannnnzzzz.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-F7Nm1lcT9zA/Tp4euu89IuI/AAAAAAAACYM/jTK_Mq_GEzs/s72-c/blogger-image--1549918445.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-2389186132146740953</id><published>2011-10-18T04:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T04:22:31.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Er...</title><content type='html'>Mad, why would I rmb your past. Wake up can? &lt;br /&gt;Still love you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-2389186132146740953?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/2389186132146740953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/er.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/2389186132146740953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/2389186132146740953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/er.html' title='Er...'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-2477764779141325461</id><published>2011-10-16T17:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T17:54:57.022-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I want): anybody willing to pay?);'/><title type='text'>Words without names.</title><content type='html'>Did not catch my famfam out today! Sigh, am walking down the hill Rn. Last few times alr. I better enjoy thiss. Nah, I won't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I find this situation weird. Why wouldn't you Wna invite more? Do you really know what's the purpose?  It's damn saddening. But Sigh, no choice. Your life, next time in the future, I predict, it will be so damn difficult for me to interact with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, whatever. &lt;br /&gt;SHIT. totally got caught red handed....... What theeeee..... Heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otw to the airport now to get some work done. All the kids in the world, are playing, enjoying, having funn. Jojo is gna be the next. Watch out one and all. Heh..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So excited to get my ass up on the planeeee!!! Even tho it's hk... Hahahah. I really need a getaway. Hk will be perfect. Playing the perfect game. Although I'm not allowed to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-just to See you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working towards my future, let's  Go(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-xZJjLqJxHNk/Tpt83RpwiPI/AAAAAAAACX8/NC7bbJp3MLI/s640/blogger-image-835046767.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-xZJjLqJxHNk/Tpt83RpwiPI/AAAAAAAACX8/NC7bbJp3MLI/s640/blogger-image-835046767.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-2477764779141325461?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/2477764779141325461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/words-without-names.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/2477764779141325461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/2477764779141325461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/words-without-names.html' title='Words without names.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-xZJjLqJxHNk/Tpt83RpwiPI/AAAAAAAACX8/NC7bbJp3MLI/s72-c/blogger-image-835046767.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-4081832041481389247</id><published>2011-10-16T17:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T17:35:09.715-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will work hard and get back there.'/><title type='text'>Let&amp;apos;s go, power rangerrssss.</title><content type='html'>A lil progress today, because sister and I were talking bout the polys and such. I still got hope.... Hahahahah. Okay, shall continue working hard and nonono, won't give up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs, on my mind. For alws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-yKk_LfvYxCU/Tpt4PKJHWqI/AAAAAAAACX0/dvOwabZv_r4/s640/blogger-image-567938731.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-yKk_LfvYxCU/Tpt4PKJHWqI/AAAAAAAACX0/dvOwabZv_r4/s640/blogger-image-567938731.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-4081832041481389247?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/4081832041481389247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/let-go-power-rangerrssss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4081832041481389247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4081832041481389247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/let-go-power-rangerrssss.html' title='Let&amp;amp;apos;s go, power rangerrssss.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-yKk_LfvYxCU/Tpt4PKJHWqI/AAAAAAAACX0/dvOwabZv_r4/s72-c/blogger-image-567938731.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-4467531390214133865</id><published>2011-10-13T02:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T02:02:00.200-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My lovelove(:'/><title type='text'>Teehee:p</title><content type='html'>Everyone's exams are over. Except the olvl girls. Really hope it was still 2010 missed that year so damn much. This year past too fast, I don't even have time to look back. Hahahah, &lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling rather relax still. Idk why. Relax but in a rushy way. Sigh. Idk. I better stop having this kind of thoughts and continue. I can do this. Can't get distracted!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;Jo, you can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid pimples growing all over. URGHZ.0?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I wonder if you ever think of me, because I do, all the time.'&lt;br /&gt;-need you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;br /&gt;Teehee, okay! Better be excited to study Rn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-wkE7P7HwdNM/TpapBRoQTaI/AAAAAAAACXs/IwwXRNnVoPw/s640/blogger-image-1406066673.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-wkE7P7HwdNM/TpapBRoQTaI/AAAAAAAACXs/IwwXRNnVoPw/s640/blogger-image-1406066673.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-4467531390214133865?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/4467531390214133865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/teeheep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4467531390214133865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4467531390214133865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/teeheep.html' title='Teehee:p'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-wkE7P7HwdNM/TpapBRoQTaI/AAAAAAAACXs/IwwXRNnVoPw/s72-c/blogger-image-1406066673.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-7376054105822398702</id><published>2011-10-11T17:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T17:41:22.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please God?);</title><content type='html'>Sister said, I have to pray. &lt;br /&gt;Why is it so difficult? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting sick at this point of time, really sucks. I remembered, for study break during nlvls, I was sneezing away too. Does that mean anything?&lt;br /&gt;Omg, my back, hurts so bad. My posture is so badddd. But I can't do a shit)'; damn it Kkkk. &lt;br /&gt;Sick and going up to sch for lessons, rushing for tuition, go back home, and start again. Sometimes, tuition's at night. Sigh. Will my hardwork be paid off? &lt;br /&gt;When I study, I don't feel like as if I'm putting in alot of effort. But I really want to. &lt;br /&gt;I must do this, I can do this. It's just 12days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, please heal be as fast as possible, and bless my day if you can); I love you. &lt;br /&gt;With love; &lt;br /&gt;Jojo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-7376054105822398702?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/7376054105822398702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/please-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/7376054105822398702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/7376054105822398702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/please-god.html' title='Please God?);'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-5172866490662054251</id><published>2011-10-10T07:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T07:24:02.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sucks.</title><content type='html'>What a freaking headache.&lt;br /&gt;Can't take it. My head's spinning):&lt;br /&gt;I need to sleep. But I'm not done. How):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-5172866490662054251?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/5172866490662054251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/5172866490662054251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/5172866490662054251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/sucks.html' title='Sucks.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-4603298411021687731</id><published>2011-10-10T00:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T00:34:48.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wished</title><content type='html'>Listening to Christina aguilera songs otw home now. &lt;br /&gt;Went sch for Chinese and studied with nat for a bit.. Looking through prom dresses and feeling stress that two weeks time, we're going to sit for the most important paper in our life. Sigh. So not ready. So much work to be done. Can't afford to get distracted. &lt;br /&gt;Okay, time to get off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-4603298411021687731?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/4603298411021687731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/wished.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4603298411021687731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4603298411021687731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/wished.html' title='Wished'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-6359510619811671373</id><published>2011-10-09T10:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T10:22:21.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All those smileys, all those love.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight one and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-6359510619811671373?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/6359510619811671373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/all-those-smileys-all-those-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/6359510619811671373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/6359510619811671373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/all-those-smileys-all-those-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-8779477712629669143</id><published>2011-10-08T00:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T00:17:09.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Born this wayyyyy.</title><content type='html'>Yaynessss!!! I can finally put pictures. Hehhh:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zcL3924twxA/To_481YPcyI/AAAAAAAACXk/D8oYzPO1K9E/s640/blogger-image-725936691.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zcL3924twxA/To_481YPcyI/AAAAAAAACXk/D8oYzPO1K9E/s640/blogger-image-725936691.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-8779477712629669143?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/8779477712629669143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/born-this-wayyyyy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/8779477712629669143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/8779477712629669143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/born-this-wayyyyy.html' title='Born this wayyyyy.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zcL3924twxA/To_481YPcyI/AAAAAAAACXk/D8oYzPO1K9E/s72-c/blogger-image-725936691.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-7317858403763479965</id><published>2011-10-07T22:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T22:32:12.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy, belated, ver.</title><content type='html'>Happy seventeen babe. I love you babe. Thanks for everything. You really are a joker and you make me laugh at wrong timings. We = America. Muacks.&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-7-0oHxC6nsY/To_gWpvk18I/AAAAAAAACXg/3QeMkWGPzQs/s640/blogger-image-392127088.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-7-0oHxC6nsY/To_gWpvk18I/AAAAAAAACXg/3QeMkWGPzQs/s640/blogger-image-392127088.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-7317858403763479965?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/7317858403763479965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-belated-ver.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/7317858403763479965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/7317858403763479965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-belated-ver.html' title='Happy, belated, ver.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-7-0oHxC6nsY/To_gWpvk18I/AAAAAAAACXg/3QeMkWGPzQs/s72-c/blogger-image-392127088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-2312144304705265853</id><published>2011-10-07T21:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T21:40:53.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You take control.</title><content type='html'>Happier day. &lt;br /&gt;Today must be productive! 2 more weeks!); &lt;br /&gt;So damn scared. Hehh:p &lt;br /&gt;My back is killing me so damn bad la k.   I don't even know what to do even when I am lying down. My counter pain is missing. I dk who the hell took it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehhh, i miss the girlgirl! Hahahah. &lt;br /&gt;Hope she is fine already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day all. &lt;br /&gt;Time to get up from my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, let today be a good day PLEASE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-2312144304705265853?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/2312144304705265853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-take-control.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/2312144304705265853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/2312144304705265853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-take-control.html' title='You take control.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-4620811248600506627</id><published>2011-10-06T11:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T11:04:55.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell.</title><content type='html'>Oh God, I really dw to do badly for olvls. It's so difficult. What am I suppose to do if I fail. All this questions and stuffs are constantly popping into my mind because I am just not ready. I seriously need someone to talk to me and tell me i can make it. I can do this shit. What if history repeats itself. Psle was a major look down. I dw to be another disappointment and a burden to my family. I really Wna do well. But freak. I just don't feel prepared at all. What the hell am I thinking. I am mentally tired and I am not going anywhere. Oh God, please help me. For what, worked so hard during sec1 to get up to NA, sucks k seriously. I seriously am at a point where I am damn desperate to do well. Sigh. This sucks. &lt;br /&gt;Save me from this hell.&lt;br /&gt;I've never done anything that made my parents proud before. &lt;br /&gt;What am I suppose to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I had brains. &lt;br /&gt;If only I wasn't that dumb. &lt;br /&gt;If only God helped me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-4620811248600506627?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/4620811248600506627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/hell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4620811248600506627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4620811248600506627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/hell.html' title='Hell.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-5656806889284299941</id><published>2011-10-03T10:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T10:14:11.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-5656806889284299941?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/5656806889284299941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/rubbish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/5656806889284299941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/5656806889284299941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/rubbish.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-3629864990650672986</id><published>2011-10-03T10:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T10:11:58.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What can I say?</title><content type='html'>Sighness, somehow I hope you see this. But I guess you won't. &lt;br /&gt;Seeing what you have - . seriously? Is&lt;br /&gt;It a need for you to call - a bitch? I really Wna things to get back where they were. But Now, there's so much I owe you. I don't even know where to start. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be stupid. But I know, this is something forever. Everything doesn't satisfy you. But I Wna. Sighness. I don't even know what I am typing. I am tired. Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of you tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-3629864990650672986?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/3629864990650672986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-can-i-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/3629864990650672986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/3629864990650672986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-can-i-say.html' title='What can I say?'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-3005976968027207596</id><published>2011-10-02T23:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T23:58:52.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can.</title><content type='html'>Texts texts texts. &lt;br /&gt;Fights fights fights. &lt;br /&gt;Love love love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had more than enough. I just want everything to be back where they were. No fights, no quarrels. Whats more important, me studying for olvls and excelling. I really Wna kay. No more shits. To think that I can't pass amath and chinese couldn't help. I just gotta change that mindset of mine and pia this 20 days. &lt;br /&gt;AL can, I also can. But he fail amath and chinese.... Ok wtv. God will see me through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will make it through. Just give me time. Please.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-3005976968027207596?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/3005976968027207596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-can.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/3005976968027207596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/3005976968027207596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-can.html' title='I can.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-8305268069994804846</id><published>2011-09-29T04:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T04:20:36.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>Truth is, I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-8305268069994804846?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/8305268069994804846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/8305268069994804846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/8305268069994804846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-6188633307373731932</id><published>2011-09-27T23:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T23:49:01.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gei kiang.</title><content type='html'>Realized that poly needs 5subs. GREAT. hahaha, Jo ah Jo, what a mistake sia youuuuu. Why so gei kiang take amath? Oh wells, live with it and try to pass my chineseeeee. &lt;br /&gt;26 days. I have to do it. I can do it. I will do it. K bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-6188633307373731932?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/6188633307373731932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/gei-kiang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/6188633307373731932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/6188633307373731932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/gei-kiang.html' title='Gei kiang.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-6556261158400826151</id><published>2011-09-26T09:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T09:51:42.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust Me.</title><content type='html'>You are everything to Me. Idk what have gotten into Me. I'll be back.&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-6556261158400826151?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/6556261158400826151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/trust-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/6556261158400826151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/6556261158400826151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/trust-me.html' title='Trust Me.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-4350013215160524829</id><published>2011-09-26T07:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T07:05:05.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Productive night.</title><content type='html'>Yayness, bb surprised Me with Oreo cheesecake when we're gg for night study today. But I've to wait for her for 20mins. Hahahah. Oh well! Thanks alot bb&lt;; &lt;br /&gt;Night study was productive and only Me, myself, have to pick myself up and not drown myself in failure and sorrows. I have to overcome this obstacle. Okay, enough. No more psle and nlvl sorrows. I can do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-4350013215160524829?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/4350013215160524829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/productive-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4350013215160524829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4350013215160524829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/productive-night.html' title='Productive night.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-2473327289657997406</id><published>2011-09-26T03:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T03:14:59.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be strong in the Lord.</title><content type='html'>Glee's really making me Feeeeeel bettter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, make me strong. Because I know I have to make it no matter what happens. &lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-2473327289657997406?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/2473327289657997406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/be-strong-in-lord.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/2473327289657997406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/2473327289657997406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/be-strong-in-lord.html' title='Be strong in the Lord.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-9141313686904607255</id><published>2011-09-26T00:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T00:24:55.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding on.</title><content type='html'>Sigh, listening to glee, hoping it will make me feel better at least? &lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Everything's sucha disappointment, and I am close to tears. I wna please everyone. But I am not that strong to do so. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just one of the bad days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta cut everything off rn. I need to focus. I need to get back on track. I need to be at the top and not at the losing end. I dw history to repeat. &lt;br /&gt;God, where are you. I hope you have not given up on me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-9141313686904607255?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/9141313686904607255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/holding-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/9141313686904607255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/9141313686904607255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/holding-on.html' title='Holding on.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-343106212307606548</id><published>2011-09-25T03:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T03:37:04.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She has to.</title><content type='html'>Jo needs to concentrate. She has to stop thinking of the left and the right. She has to. She has got to be back on track. She has to. She has to pick herself up. She has to. She has to stop depending on others. She has to. She have to stop wasting time. She have to. She have to be herself and stop giving in. She have to. She have to stop worrying. She have to.  &lt;br /&gt;You're not picking up the phone calls, not replying her txts. What can she do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just waits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-343106212307606548?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/343106212307606548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/she-has-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/343106212307606548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/343106212307606548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/she-has-to.html' title='She has to.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-6023910107717743483</id><published>2011-09-24T07:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T07:08:32.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Saturday.</title><content type='html'>Just had steamboat. My tummy's so damn painful. I don't understand why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did four hours of phy today. I'm mentally drained. How lousy. Gna start with math soon. &lt;br /&gt;Tired gal 9172672.&lt;br /&gt;I miss yaomin. hahahahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-6023910107717743483?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/6023910107717743483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/just-had-steamboat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/6023910107717743483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/6023910107717743483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/just-had-steamboat.html' title='My Saturday.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-1325680465159966932</id><published>2011-09-23T19:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T19:56:35.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Lord;</title><content type='html'>I guess everything happens for a reason. &lt;br /&gt;Why am I like that? Yup, God has plans and routes for me. It's already all planned. But I have to work for it. &lt;br /&gt;Exactly 30 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh God, don't let me sidetrack and be distracted anymore. Anything that is gna be distracting and pulling me away from studies, I hope it will be broken. Because I know its not from you and yes, I need to make it. I need t prove the world wrong. &lt;br /&gt;IDw them to look down on me. But I am afraid of the fact that it will come true.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you guide me and make my paths straight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-1325680465159966932?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/1325680465159966932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/dear-lord.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/1325680465159966932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/1325680465159966932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/dear-lord.html' title='Dear Lord;'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-7924347434660304181</id><published>2011-09-22T03:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T03:28:59.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Head&amp;apos;s up, will you?</title><content type='html'>Why does time past so fast when I am with you. &lt;br /&gt;Sighs, I wna stop at that moment and never wanting it to continue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way home right now. 30plus days to olvls. Hell no, I am so not ready. Yup. Gna rush through it. I can do it!!! I have to do it. I will be able to Go into a poly and live life. But.. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that me going into a poly, is something already very lucky. Sigh. Low self-esteem. What to do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, fam's going to see the house again tonight with the designer. I hope I'll be able to concentrate at home. Hehe. I can do it shit!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sigh, 16days left for sch. I dw it to end); all those memories, I am sure I am gna miss it. Even though the people I know in school, gets lesser and lesser. I realized, I wasn't able to cut queue last mon, because, I dk anyone in the queue. Hahahah, what a loser. Oh wells. Secondary sch beats primary sch HANDS FEETS TOES DOWN. &lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, that's what happens when you grow older. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx, I am hungry. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-7924347434660304181?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/7924347434660304181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/head-up-will-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/7924347434660304181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/7924347434660304181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/head-up-will-you.html' title='Head&amp;amp;apos;s up, will you?'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-4529522528366247954</id><published>2011-09-20T04:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T04:11:31.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DISSSSSAPOINTED</title><content type='html'>What the hell am I doing? &lt;br /&gt;I freaking hell came home early in the Saturday just because there will be even more time for me to study, and here I am on the freaking floor. Sleeping. REALLY?????!?!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wake up too babe.&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-4529522528366247954?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/4529522528366247954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/dissapointed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4529522528366247954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4529522528366247954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/dissapointed.html' title='DISSSSSAPOINTED'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-2769380452616671614</id><published>2011-09-19T05:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T05:46:03.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I need more.</title><content type='html'>What am I suppose to do to make you feel better? &lt;br /&gt;I've tried. And I don't know what's the next step to do. &lt;br /&gt;I dw to see it going downhill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was that enough to make your day? &lt;br /&gt;Enough said. Your Turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-2769380452616671614?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/2769380452616671614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-need-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/2769380452616671614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/2769380452616671614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-need-more.html' title='I need more.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-8303121427120531635</id><published>2011-09-18T10:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T10:16:05.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What the.</title><content type='html'>I just dont understand why am I in such a position. &lt;br /&gt;It's 34 days to olvls.&lt;br /&gt;Why the heck am I thinking of such shits?? &lt;br /&gt;Oh my, gotta do some thinking. Can't sleep, shall memorize some essays now(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-8303121427120531635?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/8303121427120531635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/8303121427120531635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/8303121427120531635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/what.html' title='What the.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-4820746700012066579</id><published>2011-09-18T04:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T04:29:07.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatty.</title><content type='html'>I am seriously putting on so much weight. No netball-no running- fats are accumulated. What am I suppose to do))); sighs); &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church was like so so so damn awesome today. &lt;br /&gt;Trying to get use to my new life. &lt;br /&gt;For next year, &lt;br /&gt;New church, new environment, new team? new school, new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a while. &lt;br /&gt;Fattypig has been making me damn smiley. I like fattypig. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-4820746700012066579?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/4820746700012066579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/fatty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4820746700012066579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4820746700012066579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/fatty.html' title='Fatty.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-4687359909327913413</id><published>2011-09-17T03:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T03:04:40.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Push.</title><content type='html'>Just got up from my nap. So damn tired. Mother tongue programme was sucha waste of time. I shouldn't have went. So yes, its 6. And I was suppose to start studying at 2. Wow Jo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-4687359909327913413?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/4687359909327913413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/push.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4687359909327913413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4687359909327913413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/push.html' title='Push.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-4186389824763015500</id><published>2011-09-15T02:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T02:56:24.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smell.</title><content type='html'>There's this smelly smell in the bus rn. On the left, guy drinking soya, lady on the right, eating tapioca. Whoa, DAMN gross); hurry bring me back to pasir);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sch was tiring as usual. Hongkong's up. But it's a training trip so dk why am I going. Just having fun with the girls I guess. So yep, had alot to talk to - today. And I am not done with her till the bell rang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warehouse sales with Yao and nat then to macs for some macs ice-cream&lt;: love my ts... Heheh. Bumped into sa and Sheryl!(: hehehe:p they are forever making fun of me); &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody please tell me what should the design be); &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-4186389824763015500?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/4186389824763015500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/smell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4186389824763015500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4186389824763015500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/smell.html' title='Smell.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-3003510089337731752</id><published>2011-09-14T04:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T04:02:15.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wna be affluent.</title><content type='html'>Tuition's over.  6 weeks to olvls. And I don't really think I am really started. Does that mean I am really screwed??); sigh. Is there enough time for me to change things still? Sighs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad sold the house and bought 413((: it's a really nice place. Don't bother if it's in pasir ris. At least it's kinda convenient and I know that I am safe. Better then 454. God really works wonders.&lt;br /&gt;Designing of the house is a really enjoyable thing to do. Especially me and my room. I dk what colour all. I know I have been bugging my friends if it's the colours are nice all. Hehehe, thanks friends&lt;:  really liking what i picked for the toilet!!!(: heheheh:p shall go and look for more designs during my free time. Like now:p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss tan sent a txt that we are able to go hk today. And i will&lt;br /&gt;Be missing my bestf bday like again); omg); i dont mean it))); sorry bestf. I still love you))); &lt;br /&gt;But we won't be playing and all. Sigh. Why why why like that); but just the thought with the girls... Might maybe put a smile on my face? Idk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just you. Idk why am I falling so hard. But you Just make my heart really really feel damn ??? I, myself don't even know how do I explain it. Sighs, I just wish there was a lil more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My crazy babygirls are all hyped up from prom and stuffs, looking through blogs to get their dresses.. While I am looking at the designs of toilets. HAHA. oh weellllsss, that's life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's cellgroup's coming over later. I guess if that's what he wants, because there are too much h over the other side, I will respect that decision. I am very sure, everything happens for a reason so I am just gna lift everything up to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh, two days ago, my phone got confiscated by gbh. And cc then fan. Seriously these teachers. I don't understand. First time father's supportive of me! Happy gal. And I got my phone back. So yup&lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall study hard for the night, for my life. &lt;br /&gt;Xx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-3003510089337731752?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/3003510089337731752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-wna-be-affluent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/3003510089337731752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/3003510089337731752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-wna-be-affluent.html' title='I wna be affluent.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-5170663083439471991</id><published>2011-09-10T22:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T22:56:03.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend.</title><content type='html'>On the train to pasir right now.&lt;br /&gt;Many things have been happening. &lt;br /&gt;Firstly, we didn't get the pasir ris house that my parents wanted. They wanted it quite badly, and when the Agent called, they say they're not selling the house anymore. Seriously? What's all these jokers are doing??? Playing game? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, we're looking round pasir and sk rn. If it's God's will, he will open the house openly and the transaction will be successful and it will be done smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't do much work ytd. Was rather distracted. Phonecall with m was hilarious tho. Hahahah. &lt;br /&gt;Xiuzhen's Wedding this morning. &lt;br /&gt;Woke up by a sweetgirl. Hahaha, adorable much. Hope her tumtum's fine right now:p &lt;br /&gt;Xiu's wedding dress was so beautiful laaaa. Tsktsk, cannot tahan. Following after, lunch and here I am, from the west, to the east. &lt;br /&gt;Yep:p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs, hope everything will be good and smooth!&lt;: alrighty, sleepy girl here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idw to go sch tmr))'; sigh, the cycle continues and life's gna get tougher. Oh God, give me strength. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5years since I'm a big girl. I dw to be a big girl); &lt;br /&gt;Next stop, pasir ris.&lt;br /&gt;Xx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-5170663083439471991?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/5170663083439471991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/5170663083439471991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/5170663083439471991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/weekend.html' title='Weekend.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-5071918276229395188</id><published>2011-09-09T12:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T12:21:07.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>Rly can't get you off my mind. Not you, but yes you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-5071918276229395188?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/5071918276229395188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/sigh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/5071918276229395188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/5071918276229395188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/sigh.html' title='Sigh'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-76752571929484931</id><published>2011-09-09T11:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T11:14:34.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck</title><content type='html'>Caught in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-76752571929484931?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/76752571929484931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/stuck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/76752571929484931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/76752571929484931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/stuck.html' title='Stuck'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-7780779623347985194</id><published>2011-09-09T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T11:06:32.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Friday</title><content type='html'>Had an awesome day today((: hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;Started off with wanting to have lunch with bestf. But I woke up late); &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry love))); I don't mean it))); so my dad sent me to Korkor sam's place. &lt;br /&gt;Clem and me were like thinking which house was it. Hahaha. We went to many floors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ss tuition was productive. Clem made it better((:&lt;br /&gt;Left and met Yao for Charles and keith's sales. AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;so many shoes!!! And I finally got my first pair of heels.&lt;br /&gt;Heehe^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After, and met Xgg. Talked for a bit, her cousins and brother came, and not bad uh me, and click with them. Hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;Yay, all of them are so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, love how I end the holidays with her.&lt;br /&gt;Time to get back for more studying when I reach home((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting, miss USA ytd, I love how I go crazy infront of the tv with so many angmoh pretty girls! And yaynesssss! Miss California won and even my mother thinks I'm mad.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah, what have I come into?&lt;br /&gt;God.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx. Hehehe^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-7780779623347985194?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/7780779623347985194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/had-awesome-day-today-hehehe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/7780779623347985194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/7780779623347985194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/had-awesome-day-today-hehehe.html' title='Awesome Friday'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-3889586853151609840</id><published>2011-09-08T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T03:44:26.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On 161, going back home.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, is my h really changing? Or is it...&lt;br /&gt;I'm just not interested? &lt;br /&gt;Damn it. God must be angry with me.&lt;br /&gt;But it's embarrassing right, if I ever tell ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, what a joke la.&lt;br /&gt;That's my life. We will just see how things goes..&lt;br /&gt;But I.. Aiya forget it. Secret diary will do the job(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dk how can people be sad over ridiculous things. Really... Like I said, it's ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And omg, x, you are freaking bad okay. Ihyfdtutmf. Hmineii???&lt;br /&gt;Gna roll my freaking eyes when I see you. Urgh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my babygirls, and .. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, time to alight.&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-3889586853151609840?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/3889586853151609840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/on-161-going-back-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/3889586853151609840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/3889586853151609840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/on-161-going-back-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-3042708865781212524</id><published>2011-09-06T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T04:29:39.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing left.</title><content type='html'>I Wna lead a happy and a carefree life. &lt;br /&gt;I live for myself. I am selfish, too bad. &lt;br /&gt;I need God, family and friends. &lt;br /&gt;Sighs. Wna prove them wrong siaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off for bible study. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont love me for fun girl, let me be the one girl. Let me be the one girl, love me for a reason, let the reason be love.&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-3042708865781212524?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/3042708865781212524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/nothing-left.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/3042708865781212524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/3042708865781212524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/nothing-left.html' title='Nothing left.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-7365260237819420832</id><published>2011-09-05T03:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T03:29:24.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont even Wna talk bout life.&lt;br /&gt;Just let me focus.&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-7365260237819420832?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/7365260237819420832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-dont-even-wna-talk-bout-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/7365260237819420832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/7365260237819420832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-dont-even-wna-talk-bout-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-2264942076053868047</id><published>2011-09-03T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T04:35:31.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Nat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;everything went well ytd. Nat believed all the lies we told her. hahahha, why she sho cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Coca for lunch, and saw some H&amp;amp;M models on the steets, so pretty la alamak times 100000.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i wna be an angmmoh too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;alrighty, olvl's coming in less than 60 days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;How to survive?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Saw my church friends today. Clement was rather nerous but excelling in his amath all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;sigh. what about me?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;gna start studying and get serious. i believe there will be a change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i wna prove you, people wrong.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tic invited me to her house in the afternoon. Her mom rmbed me and hehhe, she's so adorable and nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;luvin them alot&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Good evening ahead all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;xx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-2264942076053868047?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/2264942076053868047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-birthday-nat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/2264942076053868047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/2264942076053868047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-birthday-nat.html' title='Happy Birthday, Nat.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wRZjSwXU1wA/TmIOIT97hYI/AAAAAAAACWA/7iLSibOsCzU/s72-c/DSC02453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-6166536565796515373</id><published>2011-09-01T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T04:30:24.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday.</title><content type='html'>Bb came over today. Picked clothes and all(: &lt;br /&gt;Tuition was sleepy today. As usual. Teachers day celebration was boring... Oh wells, last year. So yep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house is settled. Sigh, 454.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, God wants it this way, nobody can stop it. So yup(:&lt;br /&gt;Nat's birthday's tmr. Pretty excited about it(: I love nat. She's so cute.&lt;br /&gt;Okay(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited for kk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-6166536565796515373?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/6166536565796515373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/bb-came-over-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/6166536565796515373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/6166536565796515373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/09/bb-came-over-today.html' title='Friday.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-4592142526198308943</id><published>2011-08-31T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T04:20:36.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time has it's way.</title><content type='html'>On the way to bedok right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sch was fine, it past really quickly today. Woke up today feeling really scared for olvls. Sigh. I'm no where near the passing for amath.I really dk what should I do laaa. Mandate told me she has an a1 alr. Sigh. I'm still at the back.when will I ever be at THe frontline? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got many hugs today. Lifted the mood up(; plus my friends has been awesome((: &lt;br /&gt;Happy with life but avoiding the problems I guess? But I don't Wna be distracted. Really. Believe me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wished I had more time. Alright, have to buck up. &lt;br /&gt;I can so this, I can prove you wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for dinnz with parents and off for some viewing for the houses.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, you will provide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-4592142526198308943?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/4592142526198308943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/08/time-has-its-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4592142526198308943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/4592142526198308943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/08/time-has-its-way.html' title='Time has it&apos;s way.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310819023306432198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H87vx21nBAw/TmILm3sB74I/AAAAAAAACVU/GS571b9eTpc/s220/297195_10150280494621569_644236568_7681003_5150598_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1696229179713534204.post-8121936761599373633</id><published>2011-08-30T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T03:06:49.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family is impt.</title><content type='html'>Tsk. Damn frustrated. Nobody hears me. Whatever. I get blame also for no freaking reason. Whatever. I have no say, so yes, I will just be like a follower. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love family outings. But when do I go out with my family? Not everytime. I am alws caught up at home. Maybe cause my m has so much work to be done. But she does work mostly everytime. She sees no breaks. Idk where the energy comes from. She's lika superhero.  My p, yes, Very intelligent. But nobody can outright him. Nobody can change his perpectives. 1s, yes, she's nice. She alws do things and make something good out of it. Yes, she got my father's genes. No one can change their mind. But she's damn  awesome at times. 2s, feels veh bad when I shoot at her. I know it's for my own good all. I really wish I can tell her more. But barricades up. She's damn smart. Damn awesome too. I like. Very happy to have her as my s. Even though we might quarrel alot, I still love her. Even though she's gna ew me. Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house, I have no say no whatever. I will just go and live life. Deal with it.  I really wish there will be more fam outings. Even when s is getting married next year. Freaking hate such thing when people moves or go away. Like, this is not me. I don't accept to changes like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, but this is life. I shall deal with it and study.  &lt;br /&gt;Xx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-8121936761599373633?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/8121936761599373633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/08/family-is-impt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/8121936761599373633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/8121936761599373633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/08/family-is-impt.html' title='Family is 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wider, wider than the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you go.&lt;br /&gt;Never ever let you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1696229179713534204-7192510520184854571?l=jolenegazettes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/feeds/7192510520184854571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolenegazettes.blogspot.com/2011/08/god-i-hope-you-are-still-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/7192510520184854571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1696229179713534204/posts/default/7192510520184854571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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