<?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-5550555</id><updated>2012-02-17T02:19:44.398+08:00</updated><category term='colourgenics'/><category term='the complications.'/><title type='text'>RuBb|sh</title><subtitle type='html'>Trash site of "ben4 dan4" n her life.. coloured by the presence of her buddyz n family n packed with dance, studiez n Bball... </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>493</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-8388103740394203040</id><published>2011-12-18T00:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T00:49:06.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow. i took a social media course and realise..... my blog has been stagnant for 1 year! ONE YEAR!!! hahan i realise.. there are people visiting this site. thank you.. my fans. though i think its few of you.. maybe only 2,  and some random stumblers. hahahhaha as facebook gets more intrusive... i thought.. maybe.. i will use here to share. =) Plus.. i found exciting things about blog after my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/8388103740394203040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/8388103740394203040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2011_12_01_archive.html#8388103740394203040' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-4887863118053333044</id><published>2010-12-26T22:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T23:24:31.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i know i've kinda abandoned this.. but work n stuff has been so busy, but GOOD. =)a list to create before i have to think at the very last minute n give no answer. a list.. to build.1. watch (preferably chain type)2. long necklace to go with work clothes3. belts4. Emily of Emerald Hills by Wildrice!5. work clothes/pants6. treat me to good desserts7. good food too!8. take me for french food! 9. ..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/4887863118053333044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/4887863118053333044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#4887863118053333044' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-422683754950600682</id><published>2010-05-25T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T21:58:26.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its been a looong time..since i blogged.a few times i came here, wanting to write something, but never managed to pen anything in the end. i just stare at the empty space. i wonder.. whats the function of my blog? haha yes to let myself ventilate, to help friends catch up w my life.den again.. the 2nd objective is lost, cuz now got fb. hahaha n i tend to use photos uploaded in fb to express whats</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/422683754950600682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/422683754950600682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2010_05_01_archive.html#422683754950600682' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-8933442672622014468</id><published>2010-03-26T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T23:29:06.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>when i decided to go home,all that was in the mind, was snaff n fri.i needed that source of comfort, super badly.n that was when i realise.. i'm not independent on them as much as i wld like to think i am.i'm totally dependent on snaff. totally.i needed that hug. n will always need it. cuz one little her will make everything bad go away. one little her, will bring my smile back. one little her, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/8933442672622014468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/8933442672622014468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#8933442672622014468' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-8057118409306038027</id><published>2010-03-21T12:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T12:35:33.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm addicted to this little boy. his mother shld be damn proud lar. watching him everyday will help u break into a smile everyyyday. =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/8057118409306038027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/8057118409306038027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#8057118409306038027' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-5036762663767065275</id><published>2010-03-20T11:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T11:22:53.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i got a newwww toy. =)though heart really ached when i traded in c905. but vivaz..  is rawking my world now. ok lar. except that... it is kinda laggy. den again.. 905 also laggy at times. hahhaha other than that.. its like my 905 n betterrrr! 8.1megapix, smart phone, n 0dollars!! haha cuz it fair rawks.ok i haven blogged in eons. thats cuz sch work is drowning me. i think i almost can't cope </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/5036762663767065275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/5036762663767065275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#5036762663767065275' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-8818498011658720380</id><published>2010-02-04T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T22:57:09.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tripled.my bed. haha if only it was my pay. ROFL. nahhhhz. wait long long.another thing tripled.. my workload.actually.. figuratively.. i think many things tripled. oh well. good and the bads.no more prank calls (cross my fingers n hope really hard its really gone for good).you know.. i haven met the whole crew of girls since LAST YEAR! hahah sounds damn long. feels damn long. is damn long. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/8818498011658720380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/8818498011658720380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2010_02_01_archive.html#8818498011658720380' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-5494604053054330328</id><published>2010-01-18T00:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T00:51:54.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its not funny anymore.ok i now i figure out what ur up to. first the pretend salesperson, 2ndly the pretend survey.. n now.. its just apparent what this is all abt. its gross.i can't believe i was so nice to answer the survey under the pretext of discovering pple's opinion of sex education in school. u used it to get a bit more info from me n found out where i schooled at.u claim to be someone </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/5494604053054330328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/5494604053054330328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#5494604053054330328' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-6263504620074373915</id><published>2010-01-16T12:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T12:08:21.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>weird phonecall.ok which idiot gave out my house phone number?i don't remember giving out my home phone number to many people.cause i just received the weirdest phonecall ever.some apparent salesperson called my home number and told me the product i ordered is available. he even got my name right. I honestly thought it was the school tb i ordered but i'm pretty sure i gave out hp number, not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6263504620074373915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6263504620074373915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#6263504620074373915' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-1908903693821492574</id><published>2010-01-16T11:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T11:10:54.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I hate it when ur quarrel.Its not directed at mebut the verbal swordsdug holes in my skin.its just a fan.the things brought upwill disrupt many yrs beyond the fan can comfortn stir the sole bystander's soul.Everytime i struggled w my one step forward,these pain bring 2 steps back.how am i to trust?its not bright.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/1908903693821492574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/1908903693821492574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#1908903693821492574' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-5765796028768227659</id><published>2010-01-14T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T20:27:59.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i got no mood to read readings.cuz the mood is holidaying.ism is starting! gosh. excitment n stress, all combined into one.i shld try not to look at accidents in future. bahhhhz. kpo-ness adds the wrong visuals to my collection.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/5765796028768227659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/5765796028768227659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#5765796028768227659' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-6860360715806627054</id><published>2010-01-09T11:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T23:20:23.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm hommme! =)home sweet home after 18dayss.chengdu, shuimo, tibet, lanzhou and beijing.chengdu was the best. think i will love to return there again. ten thousand other places i will like to go in chengdu and the little towns ard it. n the shao kao!!  shuimo was the most meaningful w the most genuine pple. never enjoyed such comfort out of home. plus meeting new friends even as ur travelling. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6860360715806627054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6860360715806627054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#6860360715806627054' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-1995626017813305008</id><published>2009-12-18T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T00:06:09.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS my friends.messages for ur in advance. cuz i will be away.sorry if i've been..mia and not very myself recently. i guess family's issues r back to haunt sapping my energy n ermz.. vibrancy? haha i'm coping.. coping as in adjusting to regain stability in the family. its slowly regaingin a new stability, but we all still need time. =)i know many of u express concern. just that.. i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/1995626017813305008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/1995626017813305008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#1995626017813305008' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-2432132064179879630</id><published>2009-12-18T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T23:30:27.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it feels so surreallli'm flying away on 21st for 19 dayyys!that is damn long i know. first far far long long trip for me. backpack, winter, hostel. so exciting and so scarryyyy! hahahopefully we all won't fall out from facing each other for so damn long. haha i had a nightmare abt that. no joke manz.tibet! great wall! pandas! cheena sch! so many new things!!but for 18dayyyys..no snaff, no fri </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/2432132064179879630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/2432132064179879630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#2432132064179879630' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-6846142249329857855</id><published>2009-12-07T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T22:11:31.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>packing my room. packing my house.a lot of structural change.get rid of those junks. persuade others to get rid of those junks.pls do not let things deteriorate further. hanging on hard to what i have. hanging on tight to the belief that it will all turn out better.hanging on tight to snaff n fri.we are learning to be flexible in time of stresses. Learning is never an easy process.i'm sick n </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6846142249329857855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6846142249329857855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#6846142249329857855' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-2523506426889744261</id><published>2009-11-25T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T22:59:17.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its been a lot of worries. this is the first time.. when exam was so insignificant in my entire uni years. even though i know i screwed up 1 paper (cuz i wrote out of pt), i got over it quick. maybe cuz there were more pressing worries clouding my mind.i'll not be online as often. i'll be going to my grandma's place in the day. she just got discharged from hospital.n yes mgirls. this is the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/2523506426889744261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/2523506426889744261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#2523506426889744261' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-6549454259698618849</id><published>2009-11-11T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T22:55:37.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One day.. my mom came into my room and asked"why did u buy baby shirt?"i was shocked. since when did i buy baby shirt? den she walked into my room with this tiny piece of clothing on her hanger.our puzzled look emerge into one filled with shock."could that be......."n we burst into laughter!my washing machine shrank my cardigan into baby size clothes!that is how small it is now. furthermore.. it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6549454259698618849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6549454259698618849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#6549454259698618849' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K09X1dYDLdE/SvrQIk8wITI/AAAAAAAAADg/MKq8Aq4K42k/s72-c/DSC01954.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-8366150131331968896</id><published>2009-11-07T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T00:58:20.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my eyes are smaller den usual,cuz i didnt have enough slp. cuz i watched sisters keeper. hahathis week was a lot of time spent outside... not doing work compared to my usual previous weeks of mad rushing. i think i needed it. just to get out, laugh, and do all the what nots. haha n meet up w the many pple whom i miss.n i know the celebration hasn't end. =)n i have one last stretch to finish my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/8366150131331968896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/8366150131331968896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#8366150131331968896' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-5556065612007362487</id><published>2009-10-18T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T00:02:04.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a new obsession on top of beyonce. ROFL.if only.. we can all break out into dance in the midst of our daily lives, shred up all our assignments and notes of all sorts into tiny pieces and throw it all around, and sing about love in such innocent manner as if there are no other forms of worries.birthday celebrations add life to my mundane nerded life. cuz i get to meet YOUS and do silly stuff. =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/5556065612007362487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/5556065612007362487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#5556065612007362487' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-425324481735033659</id><published>2009-10-09T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T22:54:59.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>disgusted by sch work.yes.. i escaped a day into drama n anime. just to get away from work. it was that bad. i hate the assignment.not that i don't like the learning n all.. but i hate the time restrictions, the limitations and the damn tough assignments.  bahhhhz. i just want some slack now.yes like a spoilt child i whine.projects, assignments, projects, assignments. grrrrr. i don't even have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/425324481735033659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/425324481735033659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#425324481735033659' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-5455648656069566768</id><published>2009-09-16T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T22:58:26.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>immense fear.it flowed all over my body suddenly.what is under those superficiality? those pretense? or is it not? or could it be genuine misunderstanding? i don't know them enough to know, don't know them enough to trust. n i don't dare to trust suddenly. i'm scared. maybe hong hong is right,  i should be more limited in the things i share, i should protect myself. cuz no one is gonna protect me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/5455648656069566768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/5455648656069566768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#5455648656069566768' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-6872133501817751004</id><published>2009-09-12T20:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T20:51:30.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>finally, draft 1.yes i completed draft one! hooray! after many many downs and downs, i've completed. =) i hope from now on, there is no eat sleep drink shit ism. at least for the next few weeks.school has been so treacherous. its not that i don't enjoy my work, i do. n yes when work is ur life, it is balanced. but work is only one aspect of my life, i need to balance with many other aspects of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6872133501817751004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6872133501817751004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#6872133501817751004' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-688030907465881936</id><published>2009-09-04T03:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T03:53:08.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>03:46amreads the clock on my prince.for the past 3 hours plus.. i tossed and i flipped n i switched on my mp3 n i got myself a cup of chocolate milk.. all in hope of getting some winks. bahhhz. as u can see.. it didnt work.Suspect 1: snaffeeshe is snoring and hence i can't slp.Rejected:  have been sleeping through her snores previously.Suspect 2: i took a 2 hour napi dozed off on the cold hard </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/688030907465881936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/688030907465881936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#688030907465881936' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-857606493793600556</id><published>2009-09-02T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T22:07:31.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ARGHHHHHHHI HAVE NO MOOOOD TO DO MY WORK!though i know for the ten thousandth time i should. bahhhhz.irb deadline is NEARING.i shld stop facebooking. i shld stop looking at people's photos. i should stop dreading the monster! maybe i shld bannn myself from internet agaaaainnn.why are there so many things clouding my mind.so many many suggestions put into the head,its all hazy. to and fro.i don't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/857606493793600556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/857606493793600556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#857606493793600556' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-363784263749601760</id><published>2009-08-29T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T22:23:23.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy birthday nette!hope you like all the celeb thus farr! heh heh.i'm just glad, there is the group of you which made my uni life so memorable. =) where it is not just filled with dread, but amidst the dread there's hope to pull through the dreaded stuff. amidst the competition, there are people who truly care. amidst the facade, there are genuine relationships.  =) even when we are in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/363784263749601760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/363784263749601760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#363784263749601760' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-7345902548821859165</id><published>2009-08-23T20:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T20:33:10.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahahahai went to calculate my cap with nus cap calculator n i realise.. there is no way i can work my grades up to second upper even if i score straight a's for honours year! apparently i screwed up more modules den i accurately remember in my second half of year 2.haha n damn it manz. maybe i shldnt have taken the counselling modules n my grades will be fine.so all i need is average of b grade </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/7345902548821859165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/7345902548821859165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#7345902548821859165' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-3249230437697063836</id><published>2009-08-20T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T21:31:23.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>STREEEEEESSSSSSSSSSi came online for my weekly manga.. but IT IS NOT HERE!!! yet.sigh year 4 has started. its only week 2. why am i THIS stressed. my morrie will say "a lot of readings? its year 4, what were u expecting?" n i can only nod.i insist on having my work life balance, but yes.. i can see the days where "work is my life" draw near. DAMN.signs when ur nerdifying : (1) you borrow a lot of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/3249230437697063836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/3249230437697063836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#3249230437697063836' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-6958173637235441509</id><published>2009-08-09T18:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T18:10:10.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy national dayy!me: what if i cut my hair short?boy: will you still have your pony tail?me: haha no lar.boy: don't cut!me: why?boy: short hair den not pretty!!hahhaha he is damn adorable. rofl. though he drives me up the wall a lot of times! he makes me happy.. cuz he thinks i'm pretty. hahahhahai came back from port dickson! RAWKS! our resort was almost like a bungalow! 3 bedrooms though </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6958173637235441509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6958173637235441509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#6958173637235441509' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-5006275563527602414</id><published>2009-08-02T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:50:13.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the quote i love from "love of siam""If we can love someone so much, how will we be able to handle it the one day when we are separated? And, if being separated is a part of life, and you know about separation as well, is it possible that we can love someone and never be afraid of losing them? At the same time, is it possible that, we can live our entire life without loving anyone at all? That is</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/5006275563527602414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/5006275563527602414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#5006275563527602414' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-4937652541088799381</id><published>2009-08-01T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T00:13:27.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my boy is super sweet. I went for tuition sick - voiceless and coughing. He did a weird sign like fist at the eyes rubbing, and fist against his heart. i wondered what he was saying.. he told me to guess. In the end.. he meant "gan dong". den he laughed at my various plannns.. Plan A - some herbal thing for throat which i bought from the shop, Plan B - the cough sweets.den when i was about to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/4937652541088799381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/4937652541088799381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#4937652541088799381' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-2023578342319918005</id><published>2009-07-15T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T22:12:45.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shld i go run the yellow ribbons 10km runnnn???hahhaa i dunno if it'll be quite weird if i go on my own. my frenz prefer to do the 5km. not that i prefer the 10km.. but i thought.. u know.. it'll be goooood motivation for me to start my healthy lifestyle.  get my body back into ermz... the socially desirable fit state. HAHAHA or my type of desirable fit state..like megan fox.oh my shit. SHE's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/2023578342319918005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/2023578342319918005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#2023578342319918005' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-876944699593053625</id><published>2009-07-07T23:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:16:26.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fridayyyy chua dio like me.by sounds. she jerks too.haha snaff jumps. rofl.my mom laughs. now i kinda know why my frenz like to laugh at me.hahaha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/876944699593053625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/876944699593053625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#876944699593053625' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-3256624916353119388</id><published>2009-07-01T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T23:45:51.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the sweeet things my father does.heh heh. n he doesnt shows it. its hidden all over the place.he complaint to me abt how he saw mom came back with 2 $1 durian.. so tiny. so the next day.. he bought back 3 for $20 worth of durians.although he doesnt says it.. but isnt it so apparent its for her? haha n he complains that no one eats it.but my mom explains.. its the good taste of those $1 durians </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/3256624916353119388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/3256624916353119388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#3256624916353119388' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-8331714141393042969</id><published>2009-06-27T15:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T15:54:37.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>home sweeet home.the feeeling of being greeeted with excitement at the dooor.. is simply priceless. haha i missed fridayy n snaff. i missed mom and dad. i misssed singapore. =) even though it was 4 days. cuz my family and friends are here. thats why its home.n now.. i want to go back to hk too! for the food, the excitement, the fun, the shopping, the many many things to explore!!hk is FUN! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/8331714141393042969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/8331714141393042969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#8331714141393042969' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-232327232853223669</id><published>2009-06-22T05:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T05:17:47.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I"M FLYINNNNG OFFFF!!!in like 3hours. hahahabye bye singapore. be back in 4 dayys!cyyyaaaz frenz. =)heeelloooooooo Hong Kong!hiiiiiii donald!n miiiiiissssssssssses my dear friends.n huggggs my snaff n fri.n THANKS dadddyyy! for sending me. heh heh. or rather.. i'm sending myself n he's taking the car back. HAHAHAHA</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/232327232853223669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/232327232853223669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#232327232853223669' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-6909075415083680361</id><published>2009-06-21T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T00:14:20.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh my goodness. my hectic 10ddayy prog starts.i needa record this down. hahahhaha as my own tracking records. gosh.Yesterday i was bowling with my nephews. n marinating chicken at rah.Today begun at 6am, with wakeboarding in early morning sun! super fun!! haha though i barely stood n my arms are aching so bad i can't open can drinks, can't open the zip to my wallet, can't carry heavy stuff.. n </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6909075415083680361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6909075415083680361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#6909075415083680361' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-4908592779473030202</id><published>2009-06-17T21:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T21:48:05.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yawnns.why do i feel so tired though i slept so much? i think its the way my body is catching up with those lost sleep which i've neglected.i shld learn to prioritize sleep at a higher position.i've been busy. work, tuition, dinners with frenz, catching up with frenz, suntanning with the girls, seafood n movies n exploring at msia, many many many things.its the most packed holidays ever. with a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/4908592779473030202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/4908592779473030202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#4908592779473030202' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-1715945914817285973</id><published>2009-06-07T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T23:47:45.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>some excitement need to be recorded!yes it takes 3 crazy gila pple to put something together with such great excitement! hahah its almost hilarious but i hope it works out!!!! i've never seen such enthusiasm from the organisers. ROFL.we are crazy. but i love my crazy friends!! hahahhaabut its gonna be one trip fulfilled if we work this out!!!!! one trip which i've been craving for since beginning</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/1715945914817285973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/1715945914817285973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#1715945914817285973' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-160708219900423939</id><published>2009-06-03T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T23:29:49.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>surprise surprise.noone blinked me on msn this night.i think cuz twin's not online. n i'm lazy to blink other pple.i cut my own fringe. haha ok my colleagues think it looks ok. so i shall be glad. n wonder if i shld trim it shorter. hmzz.l. oh well. i think cuz i can't stand the mess. hahahha cuz big bosses are in and i need to look slightly more presentable n i got interview coming up. so yes. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/160708219900423939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/160708219900423939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#160708219900423939' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-7855506289735937325</id><published>2009-05-29T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T00:43:03.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its contrasting.i told myself i won't emo. but i did. hahaha n i told myself i shld be prooud, as all my frenz have affirmed me.. n i found myself emo-ing most instead of feeling proud about it. i'm warped. i shld have put more effort in the rest.. or just one particular other module. den again... did i even study a lot of that?sigh. i don't know. all i recalled was that.. i walked out of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/7855506289735937325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/7855506289735937325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#7855506289735937325' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-5923784988127270840</id><published>2009-05-24T23:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T23:58:23.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i jsut finished fastforwarding one korean drama!hahaha its the qing wa wang zi show. ok i know i'm damn lag. but whaaaa.. its was so sweeet! not the verbal sweetness..  but the things they do for each other n how they spur each other on. hahaha yes n i fastforwarded it cuz otherwise it'll be super slow n draggy n the schemings just keep making me mutter "bitch" and "bastard" under my breath at my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/5923784988127270840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/5923784988127270840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#5923784988127270840' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K09X1dYDLdE/Shltaa_WZyI/AAAAAAAAADQ/LSaqKU79ed0/s72-c/DSC03581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-9220033300133500172</id><published>2009-05-19T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:17:42.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha pls remember to bring plastic bags to ikea.i walked home with 2 bed for dogs (furthermore its red in colour!) in my hands, 2 heavy glass jars in my little bag bulging out and made my way home from tampines! hahaha suddenly i wished i had the car. oh well.. for the sake of snaff and fri. hahaha. its all worth it.yay! i dun need to do intern this holz. i can work n earn money! will only need </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/9220033300133500172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/9220033300133500172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#9220033300133500172' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-1172845050943940656</id><published>2009-05-18T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T23:58:08.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>something my seniors did! apparently.. there's part 2! i must FIND IT! hahahhahaha</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/1172845050943940656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/1172845050943940656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#1172845050943940656' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-7449515621715843357</id><published>2009-05-18T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T00:35:50.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha nobody nobody but youuuu! this so reminds me of grad night n our seniors dancing to it. i'll miss them like crazy! n i didn't know the wonder girls were thiiiiiiiiiiiisssss HOT! rofl. ok i'm so gonna rewatch this video manz! hahahhaexams are overrrr! i'm working. meeting mentors tmr! caught up with frenz, went to walk ard like a tourist n totally enjoyed singing n steamboat! i love my frenz!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/7449515621715843357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/7449515621715843357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#7449515621715843357' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-1171847101273427826</id><published>2009-05-04T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T23:52:42.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok its time to fill everyone in.about friday.her real name is komi.. haha i think its spelt that way.. but she doesnt really react to komi in my family. she reacts faster and more sharply to "friday". heh heh.ok its gonna be a long story abt the thing that happened on saturday.thing is.. my fren saw the poster of a missing dog who really resembles friday, and they lost the dog on good friday too!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/1171847101273427826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/1171847101273427826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#1171847101273427826' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-4515506848808430401</id><published>2009-05-03T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T00:34:22.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the owners put up posters for her.after like 3 weeks? at first we wondered why? the ethical dilemmas was there. so we both decided to call the owner afterall. maybe its the brainwashing from social work that ethics are very impt. grr.to my horrors.. not all dog lovers are that worried abt their dogs. or maybe i should say.. not all dog owners are dog lovers.i will like to elaborate.. but i'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/4515506848808430401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/4515506848808430401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#4515506848808430401' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-3723764617776755754</id><published>2009-04-30T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T00:45:19.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LIBERTYYYYi'm damn happy. not that its the last paper i have.. but its like.... the last of my super shiong paper. the next is reflection.. n i just found out its open book.. n i can study after my xmen on Saturdayyyy! yes i'm watching X MEN!! muahahahaha..i watched american idol, watched project runwayyy n i wanna watch my animes and read my manngaaa.. ok that will have to be tmr. i needa sleep.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/3723764617776755754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/3723764617776755754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#3723764617776755754' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-2459763676215152897</id><published>2009-04-22T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T23:27:02.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Selina has BANNED herself from idling on internet and watching tv.This is not idling, this is informing my dear friends who don't see me online. I only come online to check emails jsut in case there's urgent stuff.if not.. i dun even switch on prince to ensure that i abide by my ban.so if your don't see me online.. your know why la huh. i seriously got damn a lot to read up on, catch up on, study</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/2459763676215152897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/2459763676215152897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#2459763676215152897' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-1795965371617642277</id><published>2009-04-16T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T22:54:54.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My snaff and friday are getting along!!They are now friends. haha my snaff no longer fears friday. they bark at each other, play together eat together, run in and out together, greet me together when i reach home or when anyone gets home. They bark at next door neighbours (friday do it more often)!yes and thats the best picture i've got of both of them. some have been asking me who is who.. snaff</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/1795965371617642277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/1795965371617642277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#1795965371617642277' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K09X1dYDLdE/SedCuaFFCII/AAAAAAAAADA/BZkVnQa5pbI/s72-c/DSC00531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-8232496963089356884</id><published>2009-04-13T23:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T23:44:26.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my pleasant surprise.i never thought it could happen. when chek sms and said that her fren found a FEMALE SHIH TZU lost n it needed a place to reside in, my heart leaped! I've been wanting to get a 2nd dog.. n this is a pleasant surprise. tmr's mom's bday.. n she treated it like her best bday pressie ever!so yes. i met up with chek's fren-karen, found out that the new dog is actually a very young</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/8232496963089356884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/8232496963089356884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#8232496963089356884' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K09X1dYDLdE/SeNdvrHW90I/AAAAAAAAAC4/YOb_WsU645g/s72-c/DSC00508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-2527739964135368139</id><published>2009-04-09T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T21:56:22.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>eyebags.from the accumulation of assignments, last min hoo haa, many many late nights and early morning.i thought i won't survive. but i did! with my proj group mates.. we made it happen. though disappointment did set in.. but.. ok lar.. overall... it was ok.last assignment to rush! n hoooray. its time to read my ten tonnes of readings and prepare for freaking exams.i wanna go korea for summer </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/2527739964135368139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/2527739964135368139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#2527739964135368139' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-5213635019368309071</id><published>2009-03-28T21:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T22:20:58.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>newspaper newspaper newspaper.damn it. i hate rehab work. i dun mind writing psr.. but the reflections on the newspapers?!?!@$ QG% #Y^%RVQ$F$n i dun even understand how it helps me when i keep thinking of how to criticize the sentences lar.. placement lar.. blah blah blah. i have my opinions.. but to type it out n all... GRRRRRR. i like reading newspapers.. but this just makes me feel digusted at</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/5213635019368309071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/5213635019368309071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#5213635019368309071' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-5512754703961150218</id><published>2009-03-20T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T22:50:39.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I did a lot of strange things.n i mean it when i said a lot.go for lecture and forget which lecture hall.open up the laptop and saw ur group mate "belle" coming online. got damn excited and msg her on msn telling her that I forgot which lt. chat for awhile.found my lt through ivle, to realise I were sitting outside it all alonggo into d lt, log back online, chat with "belle" and found out.... she</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/5512754703961150218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/5512754703961150218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#5512754703961150218' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-6139929993254587392</id><published>2009-03-04T00:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T01:04:08.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yayness. my test has ended. i've submitted 1 paper.ok i know its just 1 test n 1 paper.. but i'm happy. hahaha cuz.. its something done and 2 loads off my freaking shoulders.yes yes i know i went into emo mood for a tad too long for selina days. the spring broke lar.. it took time to replace so i can spring up into energy immediately. more like the load too heavy.. so the spring gets pressed down</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6139929993254587392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6139929993254587392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#6139929993254587392' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-145416012503440945</id><published>2009-02-28T01:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T01:26:34.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thank you.when i was told abt the song dedication... it hit straight at the weak spot.Its not that i won't let your in... its just that.. I don't know how. This treacherous journey... I just need to brave through it. without thoughts, without care.. I stomp the way. thank you for ur assurance that ur will stand by me. it matters a lot. thanks.i believe i will brave through this.your contribution </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/145416012503440945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/145416012503440945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#145416012503440945' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-2627721128097914638</id><published>2009-02-25T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T00:04:04.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>我的快樂 徘了徊了走了　错了过了等了累了倦了困了　烦了乱了冷了　都是真的疯的想的念的　不安的焦虑的复杂的梦过的　拥有的失去的　怎么忘呢 你坐过的沙发宽了　你爱的音乐停了　我等着你等成了 摆设我的你的他的　好的坏的难的灰的蓝的黄的　酸的甜的苦的　都还记得 非常想遗忘的　绝对不能忘的我想要换你了　真的不想要了　只得 疯了环岛的火车载着我第几天了　忽然发现这一刻我不想你了 我的快乐　会回来的只要清楚曾爱得那么深刻　不准问值不值得我的快乐　会回来的　离开不是谁给了谁的选择 我的快乐　会回来的只要清楚曾爱得那么深刻　不准问值不值得我的快乐　会回来的　离开不是谁给了谁的选择 我的快乐　会回来的只要清楚曾爱得那么深刻　不准问值不值得我的快乐　会回来的　离开不是你给了我的选择 疯的想的念的　不安的焦虑的复杂的梦过的　拥有的失去的　怎么忘呢非常想遗忘的　绝对不能忘的 我想要换你了　真的不想要了　只得 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/2627721128097914638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/2627721128097914638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#2627721128097914638' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-8391065320864067113</id><published>2009-02-18T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T00:47:18.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a reminder for myself on what i need to complete:1: 15 rehab reports with newspaper article. 1half page each.2: 1 rehab assignment 8-10pages3: Sexuality readings for upcoming test!!!!!4: Engineering project due 2 weeks from now!!5: Advance placement case conference6: placement readings7: Entrepreneurial marketing projecti need to start on them! damn. how did i screw up my own planning for stuff </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/8391065320864067113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/8391065320864067113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#8391065320864067113' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-8734000006441756952</id><published>2009-02-17T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T00:42:34.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AHHHHHHi feel like flying my organiser out of the window.AHHHHHHHHHHH.why did i commit myself to so many things.AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.why does it get so tedious.AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.it felt like i'm really catching my 2nd last breath (n not breadth) this time.i'm having headache from this.AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.ok i've released it. i'm fine. i have to be.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/8734000006441756952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/8734000006441756952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#8734000006441756952' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-6835808201951368884</id><published>2009-02-16T11:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T12:12:18.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>damn it. i blogged somehting yesterday night but forgot to click publish. now its all GONE. damn it.haha oh well.was just saying abt how i spent vday fruitfully. tuition with boy, breakfast with parents, grooming for snaff, some reading time and tv marathon with daddy. heh heh. best vday ever!!n i got C905 instead of G900. long story as to what that happened but i'm loving the new phone now.. or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6835808201951368884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6835808201951368884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#6835808201951368884' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-8840171546589877394</id><published>2009-02-08T01:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T01:56:26.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ten thousand things.there were ten thousand things i wanted to blog abt.  but i never find time to sit down n release it all. ten thousand things i asked myself.. n the train of questions goes round and round.why is this sem so sian?I thought placement was supposed to be a booster, but i felt like i miss my previous placement more. I thought it was going to motivate me, but i stood rooted to the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/8840171546589877394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/8840171546589877394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#8840171546589877394' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-6326507048207978786</id><published>2009-01-17T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T22:59:47.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>60th storey.my ear got blocked in the lift. it hurts when the lift came down. but u know... the tv showing them pouring tea from that teapot with those long spouts.. sure was interesting. those sichuan mala-ness burnt my lips n throats. it was good. =)i hate administrative matters. it drains my mental health. I know they are not pleased with what I've chosen, the ten thousand concerns. Maybe its </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6326507048207978786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6326507048207978786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#6326507048207978786' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-8227257956416431187</id><published>2009-01-14T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T00:57:49.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First day of school.it was scary.. i was intimidated. but i was interesting.Sexuality.. imagine walking into a class and suddenly those abstained words related to SEX or SEX itself get thrown in ur face, heads on! with an interesting lecturer that bemuses me as he laughs abt his idea of mockery and his manner of intonation of words just amuses me. the video on coming out was cool. I like the 1st </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/8227257956416431187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/8227257956416431187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#8227257956416431187' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-3501469443576896156</id><published>2009-01-08T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:57:14.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>cranky technology.my phone refuses to send or receives at times. my msn is refusing me signing in. my fossil watch 1 went flat, fossil watch 2 spoilt, addidas watch strap snapped. that leaves me watch-less. i need to go replace the battery and let it be the sole survivor.i figured out what i want for bday. i will buy myself a new hp. =) i don't need a present lar.. if u must as i know my closest </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/3501469443576896156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/3501469443576896156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#3501469443576896156' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-6932139691194717977</id><published>2009-01-06T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:56:27.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Grotesque.thats the book i'm reading. n i'm ADDICTED. haha i have difficulty stopping myself. The addiction shows when I tell myself its time to bid, i must remember to look out for my bus stop, I read with my computer switched on.heh heh.I know i'm warped to love reading the experiences of paedophile, prostitution (not too vivid description of sex itself though.. my visuals may be too weak for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6932139691194717977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6932139691194717977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#6932139691194717977' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-3684438885022931010</id><published>2008-12-21T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T22:49:52.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Joy to the world....yes. thats the song that rings along orchard road, along with ten thousand other carols. and the da gu qiao luos! seriously. i thought gu's and luo's (drums and all) were supposed to be for chinese new year. must be our multi ethnicity. hahahaso proud of myself! i remembered the xmas present for my secret santa all by myself!!!! I just hope she had not gotten it though! but i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/3684438885022931010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/3684438885022931010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#3684438885022931010' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-6662006863977471562</id><published>2008-12-17T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T00:45:10.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yawnz.its the holidaaays!! so far its been good! spending time at work, tuition, catching up with frenz n hanging out with the girls rawks! it'll prob be good till its time for results. sigh.the good things that happened to me thus far (1) packed my room (2) went to jmaf! (3) soak into the korean art and stunned by other country/forms of art like minimalistic - beyond the logic, at the Singapore </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6662006863977471562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6662006863977471562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#6662006863977471562' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-4068531808132000244</id><published>2008-12-04T22:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:53:21.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmy mom finished the chocolates.sigh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/4068531808132000244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/4068531808132000244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#4068531808132000244' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-9021832213500068785</id><published>2008-12-04T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:49:48.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ONE LAST PAPER!!!ahhh i'm having a freaking headache frm all those reading though i haven't do much and i know i better continue reading or its another screwed paper. freak! arrrrghhhhh!i've been craving for my naruto thiiissss weeek and its still freaking not uploaded!!! ahhhh seriously.. i'm gonna upgrade to manga soon.after my exams.. i wannago out with frenz esp the girls, read naruto manga, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/9021832213500068785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/9021832213500068785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#9021832213500068785' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-3566369532284388772</id><published>2008-11-15T23:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T23:44:24.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm blogging.yes the last i wrote, i was in pain. after that, i was trying to recover, and recovery also equate to desperately trying to desperately catch up with the lost life. sianness. I've collated ten thousand webcast and readings in the end... still have like 16 hours worth of lectures to watch. argh.thankfully, i recovered quick enough for parties! afterall... its the ultimate combi of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/3566369532284388772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/3566369532284388772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#3566369532284388772' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-2464878291894541630</id><published>2008-10-09T18:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T18:49:14.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mystery to the fever.the infection from the wisdom tooth.I'm so proud of myself. cuz i advocated for my own wellbeing. hahahapolyclinic are good for referrals, but sometimes i feel quite sad for the doctors.. they are expected to know EVERYTHING. gosh. for instance, medical doctors expected to know dental stuff and make supposedly accurate referrals and be responsible for their referrals.n i had </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/2464878291894541630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/2464878291894541630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#2464878291894541630' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-7798261248989593374</id><published>2008-10-08T20:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T20:27:01.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear Jo, Rah, Yt, Char, Wing and twin,ok i know we all love first hand info about each other, be it good or bad.so i was running a fever... a high fever of 39.5, and contemplating if it was serious to the extent where I shld sms you all and told ya all abt it.and i was struggling between "I didn't want to worry them!" and "They will want me to let them know."So i decided to blog. since you girls </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/7798261248989593374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/7798261248989593374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#7798261248989593374' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-703863576318640125</id><published>2008-10-04T09:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T09:48:07.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I found it.the place to study in school,which is not freezing,where no one disturbs,with some natural elements,minimal distractions,near food and drinks,maximum concentration.in the past, studying include photos of my friends and our randomness. i think if i can choose, i'll still prefer to take photos of them, it comes with joy, laughters and warmth. then again..its not easy to find friends like</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/703863576318640125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/703863576318640125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#703863576318640125' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-3539800548002257696</id><published>2008-10-02T20:38:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T02:03:17.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the pain...argh.if the wisdom tooth brings me more brain cells, it sure comes with a painful price.i can't close my mouth, it hurts.even if i close it, the jaws are suspending from the otherleaving a gap between the teeth and the semi protruding wisdom tooth.basically, i can't freaking clamp my mouth like how it shld be.shitness. n i can't concentrate on studies.so i booked to extract it, on 13th</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/3539800548002257696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/3539800548002257696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#3539800548002257696' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-6241886482793460598</id><published>2008-09-21T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T23:13:34.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ten thousand times i wanna blog.ten thousand times i end up doing other things instead. hahahai'm lagging in school work, but somehow i'm gettin less interested its bad. I crave for fun, travel and relaxation. I will like a mixture of all. n some wealth. hahahhahaJm turned 22. =) we're on our route of adulthood. n we're still young at heart.i need to study. i've been skipping classes, haven't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6241886482793460598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6241886482793460598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#6241886482793460598' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-8205245820642089766</id><published>2008-09-04T23:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T23:30:51.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I couldn't finish this video. For many many reasons.it can be rather disgraceful that we are and have been unconsciously selfish. even if we are conscious, we do minimal or don't even see it as a necessity get out of our own selfishness. i guess, sacrifice is not exactly our favourite word.pain is universal, we experience it in different times and manners.Yet, we continue being selfish as "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/8205245820642089766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/8205245820642089766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#8205245820642089766' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-8471789526102085385</id><published>2008-08-26T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T22:43:02.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I lost my ezlink, AGAIN.in my own home. i misplaced it. haiz. I'll go make a new one on thurs lar. irritating shit. yes this time, being the 2nd time in less than a week, i got over it.i realised that when i am stress, i have a few little activities.(1) paint my nails.taking my focus away on whats bothering me, i have to focus on my ten little fingernails to prevent the nail polish from spilling </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/8471789526102085385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/8471789526102085385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#8471789526102085385' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-71636692331796934</id><published>2008-08-19T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T23:33:15.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I found my ez link card!haha yes in the lost and found at the library! so happy! Good pple exists after all! =)  at least in nus!everytime i lose something, n feel traumatised and dejected n lost hope in finding them back. it returns! =) I'm quite lucky and blessed! Thanks for the kind soul who bothered to pick up my lost ezlink and put them at the lost and found!yes like a little kid.. i found </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/71636692331796934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/71636692331796934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#71636692331796934' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-5789240860721086572</id><published>2008-08-19T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T00:36:14.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just can't get over my loss.I lost my EZlink card.. with my FACE on it. shit. all in the matter of less than 10mins. i don't think i take that long to walk out of library printing shop, walk into library rbr, take a book and check it out, and walk back to the printing shop which is really.. directly NEXT to the rbr. grrI want my ez link.I just topped up 10bucks into it, bought my bus concession</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/5789240860721086572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/5789240860721086572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#5789240860721086572' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-5190626268655347396</id><published>2008-08-14T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T22:58:29.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I can't believe i forgot i own a blog.hahha. yes yes.. i was so hyped up by stuff.. i totally forgot it. gosh.Excitement roams into my life.Placement came to an end, freeing up space for friends!!!!"Lets Meet UP!" I scream.  cuz seriously.. i miss all of you! A lot A lot!maybe a little too much excitement at times. er hemz. n became a little too unforgettable.den it reminds me of the good ol </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/5190626268655347396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/5190626268655347396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#5190626268655347396' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-6961171822629745554</id><published>2008-07-28T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T22:53:44.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Japanese Host Club Documentary!The great happiness: Tale of an Osaka love thiefI strongly recommend. if you like sex trade, find out how host works. listen to their perception (of cuz u can differ from their views.. its their way of making meaning out of their job).Everyone wants to be heard and needs attention. how far will you go to be heard? how far will you go to seek for expressions of love?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6961171822629745554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6961171822629745554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#6961171822629745554' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-6698942675513417544</id><published>2008-07-20T19:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T19:38:19.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SWIC 2008I love camps. Did i not say that before? hahaSocial Work Induction Camp (SWIC).Its one of my more meaningful camps! Like Absolut Camp but maybe more specialised. Cause its specially for Social Work students from 3 different university (unisim, monash and nus)!"Experiential" was the word i used to describe it.The panel discussion is great! To hear from the experienced. But it was more </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6698942675513417544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6698942675513417544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#6698942675513417544' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-3941799987432405460</id><published>2008-07-18T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T23:29:24.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'll be away at camp.19th 9am - 20th 12pm.24th and 25th day camp.Thats how i end my july. oh.. i missed out my ending to july 08.Report writing... till 31st july. Hopefully. i might burn the start of my august too.Consequences consequences and consequences. Sometimes i'm so tired abt being binded by it. maybe thats how those youths feel too. yet we can't run away from the word "responsibility".</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/3941799987432405460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/3941799987432405460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#3941799987432405460' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-3907763989138913026</id><published>2008-07-16T22:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T23:30:55.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thanks everyone!For expressing you concern, showing you care through words, actions and gifts. It warms me to know that you care.  =) I'll work hard.. to be that competent social work trained personnel for my client. I will I will. Thanks for understanding this very impt part of my life.I've been watching Fated to love you.. another one of those sappy funny love stories type of shows which i used</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/3907763989138913026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/3907763989138913026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#3907763989138913026' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-3202007795522139390</id><published>2008-07-07T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T23:20:16.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its gonna be a loooong post abt me.I've been wanting to type a post, but its been difficult. I realise blog becomes a place where its good to update abt each other. However, it also becomes a place where words might affect another. Thus, it affects the writer as they pen down their feelings. Requiring it to be tactful and sensitive. and finally, i decide to pick a time when i'm most exhausted and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/3202007795522139390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/3202007795522139390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#3202007795522139390' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-6444083212895725176</id><published>2008-06-19T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T23:41:44.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Their hearts whom i don't understand,I want to learn more. Those times i struggled,I'll like to stay strong. The weaknesses i've learnt,I want to improve. The times we spent,I hope its adequate.The lonely hearts, who will understand.The things we don't know, who will guide us?The times we got labelled, who will recognise us?The times we want to walk away, how did we lose our assertiveness?I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6444083212895725176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6444083212895725176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#6444083212895725176' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-2032666440968801348</id><published>2008-06-12T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T22:40:43.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Placement!I know some of you are screaming at me to blog. but i'm just.... too caught up with placement. placement = getting placed in an agency with an experienced supervisor (n v inspiring one for me too!) to guide you in learning through practical work.I love my placement and my supervisor.. she have hit my admiration list. INSPIRING. n taught me a lot a lot. I love her working style, love her</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/2032666440968801348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/2032666440968801348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#2032666440968801348' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-6912302121000109585</id><published>2008-05-09T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T01:06:54.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my fabulous today!Its hilarious and super duper fun being with dexter and monica lar. they make me laugh like crazy n singing with them.. is just bi li pa la wa san ba (as dex would have put it) ROFL.  n me and monica love the same songs! and we love our duets! hahahhaha utterly exam de-stressing! gosh we needa do that more n sing peng you as we have promised the next yr or 2. hahahhaha my super </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6912302121000109585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6912302121000109585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#6912302121000109585' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-4053026440815793551</id><published>2008-05-06T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T20:49:25.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm so screwed n i'm quite positive abt my cap dropping considering my effort and my distractions. grr. just can't concentrate.where did Motivation go?for those who watch hana yori dango, u'll realise one person in the vid looks familiar. this vid just tickles me a lot. haha i needa cram gender. grr. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/4053026440815793551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/4053026440815793551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#4053026440815793551' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-2680170783944799323</id><published>2008-05-05T16:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T17:59:09.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel like dancing.I miss dancing.those body and feet rusted.ballet, jazz, salsa, hip hop and those i have yet to learn.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/2680170783944799323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/2680170783944799323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#2680170783944799323' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-214874071848807491</id><published>2008-04-30T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T22:17:32.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why am i blogging?haha seriously i have no idea. i shld be studying counseling. but think mkt1003 took my brains away. heh heh. don't ask me what i learnt for that module. studying theories is different from looking like i fit the marketeer role. i hate cramming stuff into my head.i had a nightmare. dreamt that i accidentally said yes to being someone's gf. haha i term it nightmare cuz i woke up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/214874071848807491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/214874071848807491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#214874071848807491' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-3437933790371562977</id><published>2008-04-16T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T23:30:00.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The stage of exhaustion.I admit to that. i'm just sitting in my chair, staring at my desktop. with eyelids that feels so heavy. yet the hair is wet, the fan is blowing, the brain is stagnant. den the memory kicks in, ten thousand things on the list to be completed.Thoughts are very very important, it affects ur emotions and behavior. this is the crux of cbt. also the part of how i live my life. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/3437933790371562977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/3437933790371562977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#3437933790371562977' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-1566033162792484899</id><published>2008-03-04T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T23:54:49.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy 21st bday twin! =) thanks for being sucha good buddy for.... dunno how many thousand yrs. haha ok lar... we're not THAT old.  since jc1. =)this is ALL the photo i have of u kaez. that means SO FEW! u better let all of us take more photos of u next time lar! gosh. yes... esp now when ur leaner. hahahhahaok i made it before 12am. haha</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/1566033162792484899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/1566033162792484899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#1566033162792484899' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-6789070074773918643</id><published>2008-03-02T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T01:32:39.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Reminiscing.i was showing my mother photos of the past few yrs.frm ij to oi to cj to levi to nus to simbiosis.oh manz.her comments were hilarious. she claims that my frenz are CRAZY. hahahhaha all our ugly faces. n wing.. she said "wha... why she take so many ugly faces when she's quite pretty?" den she shook her head, laughed and went.. "ur... are just crazily enjoying". n she saw more of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6789070074773918643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6789070074773918643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#6789070074773918643' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-1363129775183470340</id><published>2008-03-02T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T01:18:12.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>thanks =)yeapz they sure did surprise me on a sunday when i was supposed to be rushing my assignment! haha that really caught me off guard.. i was expecting furniture movers n not my friends. rofl. oh manz.. but it was fun just chilling ard.. makan-ing, and watching drama. oh manz!was looking forward to wed! ice skating! pure fun! haha but ar.. i'm suffering from bruises from skates which were </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/1363129775183470340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/1363129775183470340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#1363129775183470340' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-1836736256822624576</id><published>2008-02-24T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T02:03:32.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LOVEDthe pre celebrations. the frenzy behind arranging them. the last minute-ness. they make me smile. you all lighten up my day. the first cake for the yr's celeb! the brown porky sticks, the exclamation "why no candle? i got lighter!" the quick response "you got lighter, i'll get u candle!" n candles appeared in 2 mins. all impromptu. the resourcefulness of all. its humourous! its heartwarming.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/1836736256822624576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/1836736256822624576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#1836736256822624576' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-4838083254732436113</id><published>2008-02-15T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T23:40:54.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Party.haha it just suddenly struck me that... if i were to org a party.. i shld make it themed "sexy jazz". haha interesting ain't it. oh well. just some sudden random ideas. as usual. hahabig procrastinator.lost focus. hazed determination. i need to be inspired! grr. n stop slacking. gosh. n reduce japanese drama. n stop dwelling in sweetness. hahahaha yeah me n my happy endings. oh well.. life </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/4838083254732436113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/4838083254732436113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#4838083254732436113' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-6624847452652790294</id><published>2008-02-05T15:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T15:40:51.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>grrof all times my body chooses to fall ill at this point. grrr.ahhhh go away germs n bacteria n all the bad illnesses.i want to enjoy cny!go away nightmares! yeah i resorted to rewatching goong so that only sweet n happy memories exist when i sleep. haha so dumb. yayness to fairtales n happy ending.happy cny my dear friends! =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6624847452652790294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/6624847452652790294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#6624847452652790294' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-933636887623931823</id><published>2008-02-02T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T01:04:50.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tuesday with MorrieIt was indeed a very good book. good in every aspect...structure, content, emotions and even holds life teaching skills.However, i still hate death issues. No matter how much it teaches u to embrace it..  parting is never easy. Especially for the love ones who holds the fond memories for the deceased.Maybe its cause not too long ago, it just suddenly dawned on me that my dad is</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/933636887623931823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/933636887623931823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#933636887623931823' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-101226187562952692</id><published>2008-01-25T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T23:45:29.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>emotional rollercoasters.i thought that only happen when ur in a relationship. now i realise.. it can happen as long as the particular event/situation/person matters to u.i guess, it didnt occur to me that undergrad studies matter THAT much to me.enough to drive me to irrationality. headaches, incoherence, panics. all these gushes of emotions.. so vulnerable.  i'm so freaking weak. n i thought i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/101226187562952692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/101226187562952692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#101226187562952692' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550555.post-3395377534329167219</id><published>2008-01-22T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T22:16:20.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>childhood.when i was much younger, i remember snuggling into my parents bed with my bear... watch tv with my mom or just chat with her till i doze off. den dad will return home late in the night and scoop me up, carry me over to my room n tuck me in.the other night, i snuggled into my mom's bed to watch tv with her (goong n coffee prince, dun waste electricity ma) and dozed off. suddenly, i felt </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/3395377534329167219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550555/posts/default/3395377534329167219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz4selina.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#3395377534329167219' title=''/><author><name>Rubb|sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
