<?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-36420433</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:46:57.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16576161394934816908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36420433.post-3288417793694679802</id><published>2007-07-07T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T12:35:54.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Trust. it's something that i don't take very lightly, neither is it easy for me to trust someone.&lt;br /&gt;So the rare times that i actually do, I raise my expectations of that person so high that i almost always get disappointed. Then I'd try to find someone else to place this trust in. But it doesn't work that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36420433-3288417793694679802?l=myprettyncode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/feeds/3288417793694679802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36420433&amp;postID=3288417793694679802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/3288417793694679802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/3288417793694679802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/2007/07/trust.html' title=''/><author><name>jodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16576161394934816908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36420433.post-7398146505882022355</id><published>2007-05-13T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T06:46:59.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;how i wish i didn't have to say anything and you'd just know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;that would make everything feel alright. really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36420433-7398146505882022355?l=myprettyncode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/feeds/7398146505882022355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36420433&amp;postID=7398146505882022355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/7398146505882022355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/7398146505882022355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/2007/05/where-are-you-now-as-im-swimming.html' title=''/><author><name>jodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16576161394934816908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36420433.post-1875000960671904618</id><published>2007-05-04T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T05:06:18.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Perfect world - simple plan &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never could’ve seen this far&lt;br /&gt;I never could’ve seen this coming&lt;br /&gt;Seems like my world’s falling apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is everything so hard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don’t think I can deal with the things you said&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It just won’t go away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a perfect world&lt;br /&gt;This could never happen&lt;br /&gt;In a perfect world&lt;br /&gt;You’d still be here&lt;br /&gt;And it makes no sense&lt;br /&gt;I could just pick up the pieces&lt;br /&gt;But to you&lt;br /&gt;This means nothing&lt;br /&gt;Nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that I was strong&lt;br /&gt;Until the day it all went wrong&lt;br /&gt;I think I need a miracle to make it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could bring you back&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could turn back time&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I can’t let go&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t find my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it hurt to realize your words meant nothing at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and that you never realized i was still hurting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i never made it through without you - just so you know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36420433-1875000960671904618?l=myprettyncode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/feeds/1875000960671904618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36420433&amp;postID=1875000960671904618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/1875000960671904618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/1875000960671904618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/2007/05/perfect-world-simple-plan-i-never.html' title=''/><author><name>jodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16576161394934816908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36420433.post-1067475262583460339</id><published>2007-04-30T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T07:23:20.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fcuk. i&lt;strong&gt; really&lt;/strong&gt; need to train. but there's like no time at all?&lt;br /&gt;and im so sure i'm gonna fail mya and get expelled x(&lt;br /&gt;touchwood luh! study study study study study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;can everything stop crashing down like that?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36420433-1067475262583460339?l=myprettyncode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/feeds/1067475262583460339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36420433&amp;postID=1067475262583460339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/1067475262583460339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/1067475262583460339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/2007/04/fcuk.html' title=''/><author><name>jodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16576161394934816908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36420433.post-2101663021065656659</id><published>2007-04-29T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T09:04:53.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Crap i can't concentrate on mugging and that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know two wrongs don't make a right. and i really want to make things right x) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm trying hard, if you can tell. so don't shut me out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I kept hoping i wasn't so unimportant to you. that you'd realize something was wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm tired of waiting and waiting for you to be there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i don't want to have to beg for you to care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if you think can't take time off your BUSY LIFE for me, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;then forget it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'd rather hate you.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crash and burn - savage garden &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel all alone,&lt;br /&gt;and the world has turned its back on you,&lt;br /&gt;give me a moment please,&lt;br /&gt;to tame your wild wild heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you feel like the walls are closing in on you.&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to find relief, and people can be so cold.&lt;br /&gt;When darkness is apon your door.&lt;br /&gt;and you feel like you cant take anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one you call,&lt;br /&gt;if you jump i'll be ready to fall,&lt;br /&gt;lift you up and fly away with you into the night.&lt;br /&gt;If you need to fall apart,&lt;br /&gt;I can mend a broken heart,&lt;br /&gt;if you need to crash, then crash and burn your not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel all alone and a loyal friend is hard to find,&lt;br /&gt;your goin' on a one way street,&lt;br /&gt;with the monsters in your head.&lt;br /&gt;When hopes and dreams are far away and you can't face the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one you call,&lt;br /&gt;if you jump i'll be ready to fall,&lt;br /&gt;lift you up and fly away with you into the night.&lt;br /&gt;If you need to fall apart,&lt;br /&gt;I can mend a broken heart,&lt;br /&gt;if you need to crash, then crash and burn your not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause theres always been heart ache and pain.&lt;br /&gt;And when its all over you'll breath again, you'll breath again.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not everyone can crash and burn &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36420433-2101663021065656659?l=myprettyncode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/feeds/2101663021065656659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36420433&amp;postID=2101663021065656659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/2101663021065656659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/2101663021065656659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/2007/04/crap-i-cant-concentrate-on-mugging-and.html' title=''/><author><name>jodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16576161394934816908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36420433.post-1287372284756343185</id><published>2007-04-26T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T06:59:50.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just so you know - Jesse Mccartney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldnt love you but I want to&lt;br /&gt;I just cant turn away&lt;br /&gt;I shouldnt see you but I cant move&lt;br /&gt;I cant look away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I dont know how to be fine when Im not&lt;br /&gt;Cause I dont know how to make a feeling stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know&lt;br /&gt;This feelings taking control of me&lt;br /&gt;And I cant help it&lt;br /&gt;I wont sit around, I cant let him win now&lt;br /&gt;Thought you should know&lt;br /&gt;Ive tried my best to let go of you&lt;br /&gt;But I dont want to&lt;br /&gt;I just gotta say it all Before I go&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its getting hard to be around you&lt;br /&gt;Theres so much I cant say&lt;br /&gt;Do you want me to hide the feelings&lt;br /&gt;And look the other way&lt;br /&gt;And I dont know how to be fine when Im not&lt;br /&gt;Cause I dont know how to make a feeling stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's really time to let go. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36420433-1287372284756343185?l=myprettyncode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/feeds/1287372284756343185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36420433&amp;postID=1287372284756343185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/1287372284756343185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/1287372284756343185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-shouldnt-love-you-but-i-want-to-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16576161394934816908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36420433.post-839370720188956311</id><published>2007-04-25T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T07:24:10.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>grah. It sucks that i don't even dare to talk to you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;and there's like so much to say - even though i wouldn't really know how to explain it too.&lt;br /&gt;it's okay...i know you don't really care to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've been putting up with you, but i'm losing my patience. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and of course i would understand - you're making the same mistakes. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36420433-839370720188956311?l=myprettyncode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/feeds/839370720188956311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36420433&amp;postID=839370720188956311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/839370720188956311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/839370720188956311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/2007/04/grah.html' title=''/><author><name>jodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16576161394934816908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36420433.post-758832337117380845</id><published>2007-04-21T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T23:16:50.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what is there left to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just let it go. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36420433-758832337117380845?l=myprettyncode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/feeds/758832337117380845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36420433&amp;postID=758832337117380845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/758832337117380845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/758832337117380845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-is-there-left-to-say-just-let-it.html' title=''/><author><name>jodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16576161394934816908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36420433.post-6180056924122259516</id><published>2007-04-18T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T07:56:08.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm why am i blogging so much and why aren't it blogging on the joint blog?&lt;br /&gt;cuz like the joint blog is more for HAPPY stuff and UNPERSONAL stuff x)&lt;br /&gt;ahh oh no so screwed, i really have to &lt;em&gt;get a grip.&lt;/em&gt; (and by saying get a grip, i don't mean my racket grip)&lt;br /&gt;grah should i go on friday? but then i'll have to pon trng, and i have to go &lt;em&gt;alone &lt;/em&gt;cuz lifang isn't going. and i should wait for her cuz it's scary going alone. but the next session is two weeks later and i should really just not be a loser and just &lt;em&gt;go &lt;/em&gt;if i want to.&lt;br /&gt;lol oh yeah smth amusing jacq said today: "For one whole year i can't touch my toes, only during PFT sit-and-reach then i can."&lt;br /&gt;rawr, and i stretch until my stomach hurts also can't stretch further than &lt;em&gt;35cm. &lt;/em&gt;then jacq with her long legs and long hands i think she juz kinda straighten her arms can get &lt;em&gt;47cm&lt;/em&gt; already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36420433-6180056924122259516?l=myprettyncode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/feeds/6180056924122259516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36420433&amp;postID=6180056924122259516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/6180056924122259516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/6180056924122259516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/2007/04/hmm-why-am-i-blogging-so-much-and-why.html' title=''/><author><name>jodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16576161394934816908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36420433.post-5945616493176427497</id><published>2007-04-16T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T05:41:06.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i'm thinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;yesh, i actually do think.&lt;br /&gt;grah i think so much i'm probably hallucinating already.&lt;br /&gt;im so tired of remembering and thinking of it all. all over again.&lt;br /&gt;if i cared more and tried harder to understand...but im so darn tired.&lt;br /&gt;bt then again...isn't everyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36420433-5945616493176427497?l=myprettyncode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/feeds/5945616493176427497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36420433&amp;postID=5945616493176427497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/5945616493176427497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/5945616493176427497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-think-im-thinking-too-much.html' title=''/><author><name>jodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16576161394934816908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36420433.post-1579165828580885717</id><published>2007-04-15T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T09:05:13.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no one comes to this blog anymore.&lt;br /&gt;but ahh well nevermind i would just blog.&lt;br /&gt;i think i finally get it.&lt;br /&gt;as in not really, but at least i'm starting to make sense of all &lt;em&gt;this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a matter of willingness to sacrifice without getting anything in return. I knew that all along, and I've never ever doubted that i'd be able to do just that. seems like i overestimated myself. and after that, everything just didn't make much sense anymore, and i didn't even want to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acceptance; why is it so darn difficult?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36420433-1579165828580885717?l=myprettyncode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/feeds/1579165828580885717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36420433&amp;postID=1579165828580885717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/1579165828580885717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/1579165828580885717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/2007/04/no-one-comes-to-this-blog-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>jodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16576161394934816908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36420433.post-6259080541097726537</id><published>2007-03-25T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T00:41:52.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;old song, but very nice x)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;做一天的你 - jolin tsai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不想不想再被你看轻&lt;br /&gt;可是我始终还不够聪明&lt;br /&gt;在你面前不敢表现不高兴&lt;br /&gt;不想不想爱被看清&lt;br /&gt;而决定总是不够坚定&lt;br /&gt;狠不下心不懂对你任性&lt;br /&gt;为何付出的心都得不到回应&lt;br /&gt;一切努力都是零&lt;br /&gt;多么可惜我还分得清&lt;br /&gt;这是同情不是感情&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我只要做一天的你&lt;br /&gt;让我用一天你的表情&lt;br /&gt;了解你的心情&lt;br /&gt;永远受欢迎&lt;br /&gt;带一点烦恼的高兴&lt;br /&gt;只要你做一天的我&lt;br /&gt;让你过一天我的心情&lt;br /&gt;耗尽所有热情所有决心&lt;br /&gt;还被你否定&lt;br /&gt;是多么不公平&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我只要做一天的你&lt;br /&gt;让我用一天你的姓&lt;br /&gt;让我疲倦的心能和你合并&lt;br /&gt;就算是最虚荣的梦境&lt;br /&gt;只要你做一天的我&lt;br /&gt;让你过一天我的心情&lt;br /&gt;耗尽所有热情所有决心&lt;br /&gt;还被你否定&lt;br /&gt;是多么不公平&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36420433-6259080541097726537?l=myprettyncode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/feeds/6259080541097726537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36420433&amp;postID=6259080541097726537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/6259080541097726537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/6259080541097726537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/2007/03/mayday.html' title=''/><author><name>jodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16576161394934816908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36420433.post-117337304143410169</id><published>2007-03-08T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T08:57:21.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't think i've ever felt like such a failure before.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah this would sound really dumb to whoever knows what Im talking about, but THAT DAY was the most horrible day I had since eons ago. okay that was super vague but wtv. And i wasn't because of anything, but just because I was &lt;em&gt;disappointed&lt;/em&gt; in myself and my limitations.&lt;br /&gt;Yes it might be something so unimportant and mediocre, yet it means the world to me. But then again, so many things mean the world to me x) &lt;br /&gt;yeah so im like more irritable and cranky and really irrtating recently, so yeah...&lt;br /&gt;And for those who were there for me, you know who you are. Thankyouthankyouthankyou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36420433-117337304143410169?l=myprettyncode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/feeds/117337304143410169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36420433&amp;postID=117337304143410169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/117337304143410169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/117337304143410169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-dont-think-ive-ever-felt-like-such.html' title=''/><author><name>jodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16576161394934816908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36420433.post-117119004309143541</id><published>2007-02-11T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T02:34:03.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesh!&lt;br /&gt;i love good news x)&lt;br /&gt;One more month... ... ... yay it awaits!&lt;br /&gt;Mannnn...I miss SP and Ella and the lot. And i miss fricking Kbox!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36420433-117119004309143541?l=myprettyncode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/feeds/117119004309143541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36420433&amp;postID=117119004309143541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/117119004309143541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/117119004309143541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/2007/02/yesh-i-love-good-news-x-one-more-month.html' title=''/><author><name>jodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16576161394934816908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36420433.post-117077675783586999</id><published>2007-02-06T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T07:45:57.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I don't want a thing from you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bet you're tired of me waiting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the scraps to fall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Off your table to the ground&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just want to be here now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I am hanging on every word you say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And even if you don't want to speak tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's alright, alright with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I want nothing more than to sit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Outside heaven's door and listen to you breathing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is where I want to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only i would be more appreciative, and more content.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36420433-117077675783586999?l=myprettyncode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/feeds/117077675783586999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36420433&amp;postID=117077675783586999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/117077675783586999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/117077675783586999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-dont-want-thing-from-you-bet-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>jodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16576161394934816908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36420433.post-117025203591519277</id><published>2007-01-31T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T06:00:35.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;where's the motivation? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36420433-117025203591519277?l=myprettyncode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/feeds/117025203591519277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36420433&amp;postID=117025203591519277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/117025203591519277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/117025203591519277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/2007/01/wheres-motivation.html' title=''/><author><name>jodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16576161394934816908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36420433.post-116826687816986293</id><published>2007-01-08T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T06:34:38.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jacq you are pro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;still a long long way to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36420433-116826687816986293?l=myprettyncode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/feeds/116826687816986293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36420433&amp;postID=116826687816986293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/116826687816986293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/116826687816986293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/2007/01/jacq-you-are-pro-still-long-long-way.html' title=''/><author><name>jodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16576161394934816908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36420433.post-116765716727800358</id><published>2007-01-01T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T05:12:47.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>goodbye 2006 and hello 2007!&lt;br /&gt;The countdown was fine x)&lt;br /&gt;For 2007,&lt;br /&gt;Instead of hoping for stuff to come true, &lt;br /&gt;I'd be contented if whatever I dread don't come true.&lt;br /&gt;Contented, aint I? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww, didn't get didn't get to watch death note 2 a second time ystrday cuz of training. ugh! and i burst my racket strings. just great. whatever. &lt;br /&gt;Oh but the centrecourt cafe thingy at yck is quite cool, and ba chor mee at amk is cool though we didn't get to eat it yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;Then later at night i was sposed to go for the countdown at downtown at downtown east. Yeah i met SP and her tallllll171lll friend there and enjoyed like an hour of extremely uninteresting performances at the D'marquee. Then ellyn and jerm came and like wanted to go for fireworks at the esplanade. Really sorry SP! Luv Ya lots! oh yeah and clarine and like whoever else that was sposed to come for the downtown east countdown, yeah i shouldn't have suggested it. &lt;br /&gt;hmm after watching the trailer on tv, i wanna watch the day after tomorrow! shouldn't have fell asleep the other time i was watching it at Ella's house. oh yeah the day after tommorow is the first day of school! would be great if ellyn could be in my class, well there's a possibility...though not a big possibility. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooh how i dread! my new year wish, is for the stuff that i dread, to never have to happen. grant my simple wish x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36420433-116765716727800358?l=myprettyncode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/feeds/116765716727800358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36420433&amp;postID=116765716727800358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/116765716727800358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/116765716727800358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/2007/01/goodbye-2006-and-hello-2007-countdown.html' title=''/><author><name>jodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16576161394934816908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36420433.post-116706172224954279</id><published>2006-12-25T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T07:48:42.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reebok speed rope is the coolest thing ever! &lt;br /&gt;Thank you Eileen!&lt;br /&gt;It's super duper cool! yay i love my skipping rope!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36420433-116706172224954279?l=myprettyncode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/feeds/116706172224954279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36420433&amp;postID=116706172224954279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/116706172224954279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/116706172224954279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/2006/12/reebok-speed-rope-is-coolest-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>jodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16576161394934816908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36420433.post-116679810790973371</id><published>2006-12-22T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T06:35:07.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Insecurities. Insecurities&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it’s lack of trust.&lt;br /&gt;I think I finally figured it out…&lt;br /&gt;It’s not failure and losing that I’m afraid of.&lt;br /&gt;But rather…&lt;br /&gt;That if I failed, I would turn back and see unfriendly faces.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it’s not acceptance but tolerance.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it’s only acquaintance&lt;br /&gt;If so…I guess I already lost. &lt;br /&gt;All of it for nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36420433-116679810790973371?l=myprettyncode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/feeds/116679810790973371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36420433&amp;postID=116679810790973371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/116679810790973371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/116679810790973371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/2006/12/insecurities.html' title=''/><author><name>jodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16576161394934816908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36420433.post-116611362760218595</id><published>2006-12-14T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T08:27:07.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out with SP, Ella and Marilyn two days ago, and it was really nice x) SP and Marilyn are crazy, no wait...Ella is too(since she's like part of &lt;em&gt;the perverts&lt;/em&gt;)! sheesh i should have totally brought my camera. SP was wearing like some traditional chinese qipao/cheongsam top with jeans! hahah i wouldn't say she looked hot but she might just be a TRENDSETTER x) And Marilyn lee was wearing a jacket without a shirt underneath...hahah but she says it's not a JACKET! but it's a jacket! oh hmm i'm not making sense. but it was super cold in kbox so we were all like "marilyn, lend me your jacket leh". hahah but she was cleverer than that lol. kbox was great! and marilyn sings like a SUPERSTAR! Though she's illiterate! no jumping on the sofas with air guitars this time...but alot of dancing,drama and screaming! heck we must be the most high customers kbox ever had! ooh hmm it was unfortunate that we got a room with a fricking window! everyone shopping in paradiz center could see us -.-" we went to ella's house after that, to see her revamped room. then we were juz goofing around...just like the old times. Nah, even the old times weren't as fun. it's amazing how we can all remain such great friends two years after primary school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps absence makes the heart fonder, or perhaps it's that we lead different lives now and thus our friendship would not be affected by external factors, or perhaps we're just very good friends. In retrospect, it's so amazing how each of our lives can be so different now. Two years ago when graduating from primary school, i couldn't have seen us the way we are now. Flipping through ella's yellowed old photographs and recounting stuff that happened in the past, it really feels like we came a long way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, it'll be so anticlimax for me to end this emo blogpost with a picture of my beloved yanyalun but whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2216/4070/1600/117366/arronplaymag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2216/4070/320/993534/arronplaymag.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arron!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36420433-116611362760218595?l=myprettyncode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/feeds/116611362760218595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36420433&amp;postID=116611362760218595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/116611362760218595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/116611362760218595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/2006/12/went-out-with-sp-ella-and-marilyn-two.html' title=''/><author><name>jodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16576161394934816908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36420433.post-116610001777187778</id><published>2006-12-14T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T05:22:12.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ho humm i finally remembered my username for blogger!&lt;br /&gt;great i can blog now. &lt;br /&gt;gosh i feel so unglam. not that 'unglam' is a word that i usually use but yeah it's the only way to possibly describe what i'm feeling. BECAUSE, every single day it seems like all i do is wake up early, put on a t-shirt and training shorts and go for training. i do like training and hanging out with the squashers yes. But maybe not everyday. And waking up at an ungodly hour every sleepy saturday to take a TWO HOUR busride to bukit batok to train is just...UGH! and i reach home at FIVE in the evening. god knows why. And the holidays are ending...that's just dreadful. My 2 pairs of adidas shorts are seriously over used. i wear them like practically everyday...for training, for sleeping, for running erands, for shopping, for going to kbox, for sleepovers, for going back to school etc etc. hahah maybe i should get another pair...since i already have the one with the white stripes and the one with the blue stripes, all that's left is to get the one with the red stripes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah photos from my thailand trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2216/4070/1600/627236/parachuting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2216/4070/320/843854/parachuting.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me getting ready for parachuting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2216/4070/1600/150054/tiffany%20show.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2216/4070/320/126006/tiffany%20show.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis and I taking a photo with one of the performers of a transexual cabaret show in Pattaya! Yeah, that means that person in the photo is/was a guy. lol with transexuals looking like that, who needs pretty boys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2216/4070/1600/377028/me%20sunglasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2216/4070/320/186098/me%20sunglasses.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh! My fake nike sunglasses! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and a random picture from the global chinese music awards thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2216/4070/1600/352023/P1010238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2216/4070/320/680549/P1010238.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;red carpet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how can i resist not to have this one last photo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2216/4070/1600/336875/arron%204%20photos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2216/4070/320/574137/arron%204%20photos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww..Arron Yan Ya Lun! he's so cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36420433-116610001777187778?l=myprettyncode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/feeds/116610001777187778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36420433&amp;postID=116610001777187778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/116610001777187778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/116610001777187778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/2006/12/ho-humm-i-finally-remembered-my.html' title=''/><author><name>jodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16576161394934816908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36420433.post-116211301286419196</id><published>2006-10-29T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T10:44:52.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>photos photos where are my photos!?! Would blog soon but i have to have my photos! i think there are like about a gazillion 204 photos taken for netball carn/class lunch/class gathering etc. And then there are the photos taken at the chinese global music awards smth thingy okay i have a new latest obsession: &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2216/4070/320/aaronsmirk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2216/4070/1600/yaluncalvin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2216/4070/320/yaluncalvin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2216/4070/1600/hebeyalun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2216/4070/320/hebeyalun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How to save a live - The Fray&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Step one you say we need to talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;He walks you say sit down it's just a talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;He smiles politely back at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You stare politely right on through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Some sort of window to your right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;As he goes left and you stay right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Between the lines of fear and blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And you begin to wonder why you came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And I would have stayed up with you all night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Had I known how to save a life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36420433-116211301286419196?l=myprettyncode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/feeds/116211301286419196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36420433&amp;postID=116211301286419196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/116211301286419196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/116211301286419196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/2006/10/photos-photos-where-are-my-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>jodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16576161394934816908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36420433.post-116149826275396365</id><published>2006-10-21T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:24:22.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo im blogging again (:&lt;br /&gt;gonna put up a tagboard soon. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah my latest obsession...sytycd2 - Travis wall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f164/srm_1913/Site/02b7d2d2.gif"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v254/notme361/traviswallsexyback.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. the caption says it all; he's bringing sexy back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Went out with lifang and jacq after the exams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and we got identical haircuts. which was unintentional XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yeah the new haircuts are not much different from our old haircuts anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Then we WALKED from far east all the way to short street, which is almost near little india for beancurd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Went for kbox and slpovr later at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ahh well...it was the THREEOFUS again (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and i was pmsing for the whole of the time. ugh yeah i was being horrible but they were nice about it lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Then saturday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Back to my lovely trainings with my lovely ncode (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;very lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36420433-116149826275396365?l=myprettyncode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/feeds/116149826275396365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36420433&amp;postID=116149826275396365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/116149826275396365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36420433/posts/default/116149826275396365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myprettyncode.blogspot.com/2006/10/yo-im-blogging-again-gonna-put-up.html' title=''/><author><name>jodee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16576161394934816908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
