<?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-990785569970463622</id><updated>2011-08-03T03:31:36.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anything but ordinary</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990785569970463622.post-6777358117073883049</id><published>2010-05-27T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T23:56:14.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#83</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wish there were people who could understand me.&lt;br /&gt;Those that could pick me up when I'm feeling down.&lt;br /&gt;Those that can sense my sadness without having to ask a single question.&lt;br /&gt;Those that are willing to stick with me through thick and thin.&lt;br /&gt;Those that put up with my childish antics.&lt;br /&gt;Those that wait with arms right open.&lt;br /&gt;Those that embrace me in times of need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Those that I turn to when all is wrong and I'm in despair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just need a &lt;b&gt;friend&lt;/b&gt;. Is that too much that I'm asking for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-6777358117073883049?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/6777358117073883049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=6777358117073883049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/6777358117073883049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/6777358117073883049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2010/05/83.html' title='#83'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-6202746073879097682</id><published>2010-05-22T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T00:03:57.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suicidal</title><content type='html'>Exams. Oh the horror.&lt;br /&gt;If you're planning to ask me how I fared in my exams, &lt;i&gt;please&lt;/i&gt; with all due respect, &lt;b&gt;refrain&lt;/b&gt; yourselves from doing so. Obviously you should be used to my unusual behaviour when it comes to exams. So don't push it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I would like to comment on is the &lt;strike&gt;unreasonable&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;i&gt;stupidity&lt;/i&gt; of the many organisms on Earth of late. You see, in the ubiquitous world of Facebook, many newly formed groups with headings as long as an essay can be seen-all just repeating the same single sentence over and over again. It's cool to have groups, even I agree with that. But just a single sentence would suffice. We get the point you know, it's not like we're dumb like you. You don't have to make the life of others miserable by copying and repeating the same sentence or putting a whole load full of bullshit we do not even think twice of reading. It's an eyesore having to scroll down an awful lot just to bypass that stupid worthless title. It just jammed my computer. And that ticked me off, big time. So please, if you actually have a &lt;span style="background-color: #e06666;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; ( or a brain), just stop whatever it is you're doing because it's not cool. It's annoying. And need I remind you that Facebook is a social networking site? It's to share common interests and to meet new friends or keep in touch with people you know. So if you prefer wasting your time creating new groups or fan clubs out of mere single sentences, why don't you just create a new website for that particular reason &lt;b&gt;only&lt;/b&gt;? It'll save up a whole lot of time and effort of scrolling down webpages. Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be all emotional. It's a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all, goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-6202746073879097682?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/6202746073879097682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=6202746073879097682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/6202746073879097682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/6202746073879097682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2010/05/suicidal.html' title='suicidal'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-6805602253242388522</id><published>2010-05-16T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T00:46:34.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It used to be just me and the stage. Now I've got to face the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here I am. Another night of absent-minded blogging; rambling about my &lt;i&gt;oh-so-boring&lt;/i&gt; life. Well I figured since I couldn't talk to anybody, I might as well blog. Telling it to the computer. Or whoever that passes by. Geez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I sorta realize I have this ability to relate to people. Let me rephrase in case your little &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;nutshell&lt;/span&gt; of a brain can't comprehend. I can somehow feel what people are feeling; and I can visualize myself in their situation or shall I say, put myself in their shoes. I don't know why, but I guess I have a &lt;i&gt;better than average&lt;/i&gt; grasp of human nature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know what you're thinking. I'm not insane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why do I say so? I have no idea. But sometimes you just do what you gotta do, get it? Maybe it's a &lt;b&gt;gift&lt;/b&gt; of mine. I should be a psychologist. Damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Many people have been feeling down or depressed lately. And the things I know about them, I shall not mention it here. I know where I stand. I will not stoop that low. And lately. The problems I've been facing. I wouldn't exactly say that it's been solved or anything. More like it being pushed aside for the time being to concentrate on my exams. And in case you're wondering; yes I did study today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am &lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;motivated&lt;/span&gt; to do well in my exams this year. But yet I procrastinate. I &lt;b&gt;am &lt;/b&gt;human after all. What do you expect? I look forward to studying 3 subjects tomorrow : &lt;span style="background-color: lime;"&gt;Physics, Chemistry and Biology&lt;/span&gt;. I will be in 'nerd mode' for quite a while. At least until SPM is done with. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do prepare yourselves for middle hair parting, people&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And a new resolution : Refrain from Milo powder &amp;amp; &lt;b&gt;chocolates&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yes, I still munch on Milo powder.&lt;/span&gt; I've got &lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;cravings&lt;/span&gt; too you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And man, do I need to hit the gym! D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And so, I end my ramblings and rants with a kiss goodnight. I shall dream or good dreams tonight. I hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;When darkness turns to light; it ends tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-6805602253242388522?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/6805602253242388522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=6805602253242388522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/6805602253242388522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/6805602253242388522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-used-to-be-just-me-and-stage.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-1277792024517758109</id><published>2010-05-09T01:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T01:27:42.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One too many times.</title><content type='html'>It's been ages since I logged in.&lt;br /&gt;You know why. All the endless assignments and projects. And just when I finally have time to breathe, more come piling up. Great, So here I am, blogging my ass off since I have nothing better to do.&lt;br /&gt;Let's start off with exams.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been studying much but I did pay a lot of attention in classes now; I fared better than last year. At least I don't doze off during Chemistry anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Exams are roughly in 2 weeks' time. I shall start revising tomorrow. And during my free time, I shall go jogging and finish up on my Seni Folio. I feel like such a geek. Hitting the gym keeps my mind off things. But after an intense workout all the problems come&lt;b&gt; flooding &lt;/b&gt;in again.&lt;br /&gt;I honestly want to do well in my exams. But with the endless assignments, how can we all cope?&lt;br /&gt;Forum is in June. But I also have another camp coming up. But before that I've got to complete the folio and submit the drafts for the school magazine. And after that, studyyyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;Gahhhhhh. I just can't seem to relax. I'm already so frustrated. There's nobody to talk to at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where all the &lt;i style="background-color: white; color: #cc0000;"&gt;beloved ones&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;have gone to. They used to be there for me.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I could just get rid of my &lt;strike&gt;emotions&lt;/strike&gt;. Life's better that way, when you don't comprehend the meaning of despair and suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Au-revoir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-1277792024517758109?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/1277792024517758109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=1277792024517758109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/1277792024517758109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/1277792024517758109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-too-many-times.html' title='One too many times.'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-4894900155251855826</id><published>2010-02-13T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T15:34:36.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little bit more.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am not letting go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Neither am I making a move&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're the least of my worries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But still not something I won't ponder about &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And no, I'm not hurt by your words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They're all &lt;i&gt;lies&lt;/i&gt; anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It takes more than &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; to bring me down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And you, yes you, are just a &lt;strike&gt;man&lt;/strike&gt; boy with a &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;fear&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; of commitment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You think that by being an asshole, you can get just about whatever you want&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But it's all in the past&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right here; right now, I see you as a figment of my imagination&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For all that's worth, you certainly aren't one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-4894900155251855826?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/4894900155251855826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=4894900155251855826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/4894900155251855826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/4894900155251855826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2010/02/little-bit-more.html' title='a little bit more.'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-2668719922573167614</id><published>2010-02-12T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T23:39:16.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi. I'm Juliana, and I'ma geek that loves Tom &amp;amp; Jerry! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(and Spongebob Squarepants)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here we are in the month of February.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm thinking of :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Valentine's Day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chinese New Year&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ang paus!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More ang paus?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, &lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;new resolutions&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I shall not procrastinate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would like to complete my homework.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to finish whatever I have left off.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to get my &lt;u&gt;driver's license&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to get SPM over with, and get the hell out of school.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I &lt;strike&gt;want&lt;/strike&gt; WILL get my 10As for SPM (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to reach high for the &lt;i style="color: #e69138;"&gt;sky&lt;/i&gt;! :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Because life's what you make of it. And every second is worth living. Always strive, and never fear of losing. ;D&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;forever and always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-2668719922573167614?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/2668719922573167614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=2668719922573167614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/2668719922573167614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/2668719922573167614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2010/02/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-3477484727242930585</id><published>2010-02-02T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T23:37:41.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a fool for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Time and time again I keep telling myself to let you go.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Because you're not worth all this &lt;i&gt;craposity&lt;/i&gt;, and you're not worth the pain and tears I've shed. Your words felt more like bullets in my heart. They say time heals all wounds and erases all memories, but what do &lt;b&gt;they&lt;/b&gt; really know? Are they in my shoes this very moment? I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;When they say it's alright, did it really turn out to be &lt;u&gt;all RIGHT&lt;/u&gt;? No. So how can they ever say that they understand how I feel, when they don't have the slightest bit of knowledge of what's going on? Sure, time heals everything, but can time erase all those bitter deep scars that's left behind? Were they well-versed with &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;At first it seems fine and oh-so-perfect; pretty soon they're in tears and regrets. Having turn back the time is an option many would prefer, but still, we have to &lt;i&gt;learn from our mistakes&lt;/i&gt;. It's not like we have a choice anyway.&lt;br /&gt;But why do we keep making the same mistakes over and over again? We have failed to see the real truth.There isn't a &lt;i&gt;need&lt;/i&gt; for love, we just felt like we had to fulfill this &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;desire&lt;/span&gt; of ours; that having someone to love or be loved is the only way to fit in. Maybe we don't realize it yet, but soon enough, time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This love I had for you; I'm letting it go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But every time I walk out the door, I get a little closer to breaking down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And every time I look at you, it's like my heart is on fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You, yes you have stolen my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And you can have the rest of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-3477484727242930585?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/3477484727242930585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=3477484727242930585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/3477484727242930585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/3477484727242930585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-fool-for-you.html' title='I&apos;m a fool for you.'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-1911141789349959673</id><published>2010-01-08T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T23:10:00.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screwed up</title><content type='html'>I needed you to be there like you said you would.&lt;br /&gt;Where are you now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I miss you&lt;/i&gt;. So bad that it hurts to the very core.&lt;br /&gt;Yet I'm &lt;b&gt;addicted&lt;/b&gt; to you. It's &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;impossible&lt;/span&gt; being in a life without you.&lt;br /&gt;Whatthepork corny shit am I saying? I'm being too gooey. Must be the nerves.&lt;br /&gt;Gahhhh, &lt;u&gt;get a grip&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-1911141789349959673?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/1911141789349959673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=1911141789349959673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/1911141789349959673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/1911141789349959673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2010/01/screwed-up.html' title='screwed up'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-4187149826437257124</id><published>2010-01-03T12:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T21:31:53.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh-so-fabulous</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;As much as I hate how this is all coming through, I can't help but to smile at myself for the accomplishments I've made in the past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tomorrow's &lt;span style="color: #ff6600; font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE DAY&lt;/span&gt;. Back to school. Back to carrying bags. Back to wearing the school uniform. Back to seeing an endless list of homework, textbooks, and more books. Don't you just love the smell, sights and sounds of school? (: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm being really sarcastic, aren't I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Although I really really despise school, I'm somehow relieved to be back; seeing my friends again. Not having to text them and knowing I can just laugh out loud alongside them. Ah, good times, good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to start off with today.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in the morning at 8-ish. But I was still sleepy, and so I tuned out again. Got up again at 10.30 AM. And it was all because of the bloody noisy neighbours at the back. I'm telling you, they're really &lt;span style="color: #33cc00; font-style: italic;"&gt;loony ballooney nitwits&lt;/span&gt;, and they sound exactly like the morning market.&lt;br /&gt;Received a couple of texts from V. And he's being extremely sarcastic as well, since he's out of school. Gahh, you make me feel like poop in the dumpster D;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not supposed to be online, but since mum's out with her friends, I might as well just use the computer for a while.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I won't be online as much as I used to be. Now that SPM's on the way. Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you already (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My life would suck without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xoxoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-4187149826437257124?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/4187149826437257124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=4187149826437257124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/4187149826437257124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/4187149826437257124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-so-fabulous.html' title='oh-so-fabulous'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-6667653080889301393</id><published>2010-01-02T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T22:06:39.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In 2 days, I'll be back in school with the famous baju kurung.&lt;br /&gt;No more &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;pinafores&lt;/span&gt;, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;A month's worth of holidays just flew by and it's already another new year.&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt; dudes and dudettes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Abee&lt;/span&gt; has missed out on the celebration we had on the eve of new year, I've decided to give her a tiny update on what she missed out.&lt;br /&gt;(You're at loss here Bee) :D&lt;br /&gt;I'll skip to the aftermath of tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Headed home to drop my stuff there, then got ready for the big event at DesaParkCity. There was a massive &lt;s&gt;hoo-haa&lt;/s&gt; traffic jam at the entrance of DPC. So mum decided to take a walk up to the hills instead. Headed off to meet the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;long-lost-pallies&lt;/span&gt; of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Bumped into &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Haziq-saliva-boy-Jason-Mraz-wannabe-Faiz&lt;/span&gt;, and we both decided to look for the rest of the monkey circus. And what a coincidence, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Joel, Joon Kiat, Zi Han, Yew Joe &lt;/span&gt;and some of the other monkey members butted in. So off we went to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seven-eleven&lt;/span&gt;, and the guys decided to buy beer. Pretty soon we headed off to Kay's Cafe, right at the end of the long-stuffy balcony.&lt;br /&gt;By the time I got there, I was sweating so much that I could flood the bloody restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;And there was my bro, sitting there with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOJU&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHITE WINE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling jealous yet, Bee? :D&lt;br /&gt;Received texts from a couple of people, including Kelly, telling me that they couldn't make it. The damn-flipping network was jammed, and I couldn't receive or make any calls or send out a bleeping text. Somehow Zi Han's phone had coverage, I took advantage of that instead.&lt;br /&gt;Called the &lt;s&gt;twits&lt;/s&gt; twins in case they've bailed out on me again. But &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;oh-good-goody-giddy-goodness&lt;/span&gt;, they were in the parking lot, in the crowd, among thousands of people. Screamed and yelled over the phone for them to hurry up to Kay's Cafe and try out the soju.&lt;br /&gt;Some &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;10 minutes&lt;/span&gt; they came over, stayed up with us, then vanished again.&lt;br /&gt;Stood there with the gang for a long long long time until there was 5 minutes left for the countdown.&lt;br /&gt;And that's where the shit happened. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Joe&lt;/span&gt; began singing songs like the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Negaraku&lt;/span&gt; anthem, Auld Lang Syne, while a couple of girls, including me, started screaming out heads off. And when countdown finally began, I'd already lost my voice. Horrible experience with the throat, but all the same, I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Fireworks were bloody awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Then we started spraying each other with that snow-foam-in-a-can, and did that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yam seng&lt;/span&gt; tradition as long as we could. Finished up all the soju and white wine. There wasn't enough, because there was only a bottle of each drink. I didn't have to fork out the money, so I won't complain :D&lt;br /&gt;We hung around for a few more minutes, then paid the bill and headed downstairs. Along the way I saw my other bro, OngKee, working in Kay's Cafe as a chef. My face was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;blotchy red&lt;/span&gt; from the soju and white wine. What do you expect? It does contain &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;40% of alcohol&lt;/span&gt;. And I was half drunk, along with the mates. Sze Mei was the worst, even her eyes were red. And Joel had lost his voice, he was gagging and choking away. Some awesome experience, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Bee, it's too bad that me and JK couldn't see you in your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Indian costume&lt;/span&gt;. Either way I'd be too drunk to notice. And flipping hell, my parents did sort of notice that I was drunk, but I passed it off as an after effect of screaming too loud. Somehow I think they knew I was drunk anyway. Walked home since it was still jammed-packed with people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some awesome 2009 I've had with you people. I've &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;lived every moment&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;cherished every single second&lt;/span&gt; of it with you guys. And let's make the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt; out of our last year, and take on SPM with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;flying colours&lt;/span&gt;. And no matter what, we'll always be alongside each other &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;every step of the way&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all (:&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-6667653080889301393?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/6667653080889301393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=6667653080889301393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/6667653080889301393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/6667653080889301393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-2-days-ill-be-back-in-school-with.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-1405865314626679242</id><published>2009-12-30T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T00:11:12.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>obstacles</title><content type='html'>I'm so restless I could just run into a wall.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so &lt;s&gt;depressed&lt;/s&gt; emo I could eat a whole bucket of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;BR icecreammmm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I feel like I just wanna skip SPM and shoot straight to college.&lt;br /&gt;If it was possible I would've been there already.&lt;br /&gt;Just doing the things I love : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;ARTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not bragging or shit, you can justify whatever I've said;&lt;br /&gt;But I love arts, and I have the talent.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm damn right proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;I regret taking pure science.&lt;br /&gt;But I learn from my mistakes, and that's how I make better decisions.&lt;br /&gt;Don't think I've got talent? Think again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/Szt7FhKK8uI/AAAAAAAAAN8/UKrZYpYO4uc/s1600-h/Image038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/Szt7FhKK8uI/AAAAAAAAAN8/UKrZYpYO4uc/s400/Image038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421061911201116898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/Szt7FKwy--I/AAAAAAAAAN0/uPqdehyxWmc/s1600-h/Image037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/Szt7FKwy--I/AAAAAAAAAN0/uPqdehyxWmc/s400/Image037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421061905189108706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/Szt7F2CGTKI/AAAAAAAAAOE/sMp01q7sgVI/s1600-h/Image039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/Szt7F2CGTKI/AAAAAAAAAOE/sMp01q7sgVI/s400/Image039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421061916804402338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still wanna deny?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a grueling 1 hour and 45 minutes of Physics today.&lt;br /&gt;If I keep this up, I'll be the next blind Harry Potter with the round spectacles.&lt;br /&gt;I need to study, because school is reopening in like, 4 days?&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for New Year's countdown in DPC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuned in to : Lifehouse - Halfway Gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-1405865314626679242?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/1405865314626679242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=1405865314626679242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/1405865314626679242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/1405865314626679242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/12/obstacles.html' title='obstacles'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/Szt7FhKK8uI/AAAAAAAAAN8/UKrZYpYO4uc/s72-c/Image038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990785569970463622.post-759671046496516538</id><published>2009-12-28T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T23:28:20.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little bit of a history ; the other day was a mystery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I realize, whenever I am in dire need of that&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; someone&lt;/span&gt;, he isn't there.&lt;br /&gt;But when I don't need him, there he is.&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ironic&lt;/span&gt; isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;I bet many people are experiencing it.&lt;br /&gt;But was it pure &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;coincidence&lt;/span&gt; or just &lt;s&gt;an attempt of avoidance&lt;/s&gt; a game of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;play-hard-to-get&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; are driving me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;You are somehow the most &lt;u&gt;irritating&lt;/u&gt; person I can't seem to get enough of.&lt;br /&gt;An addiction, maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; and yes, &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt; are worth every &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;second&lt;/span&gt; of my blasted life.&lt;br /&gt;And yes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU,&lt;/span&gt; I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-759671046496516538?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/759671046496516538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=759671046496516538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/759671046496516538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/759671046496516538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/12/little-bit-of-history-other-day-was.html' title='a little bit of a history ; the other day was a mystery'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-675763833246764955</id><published>2009-12-27T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T16:41:08.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'># 71st</title><content type='html'>I am moody );&lt;br /&gt;Stupid hormones. Bleaghhh.&lt;br /&gt;Bloody weather. Makes me gloomy. Bahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was bored by just stoning at home, so I decided to go online.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But being online makes it worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's noone to talk to; and looking at the screen just spoils my eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time flies by so quickly and SPM's up next. Oh the jitters!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;Santa&lt;/strong&gt;, although it's already 2 days past Christmas, I'm still waiting for the DSLR camera I want so badly ;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right now I wish there was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;to talk to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Where are you when I need you most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;; imissyou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-675763833246764955?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/675763833246764955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=675763833246764955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/675763833246764955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/675763833246764955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/12/71st.html' title='# 71st'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-3368059643657797904</id><published>2009-12-27T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T00:17:23.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; we'll fall asleep under the stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;a notification ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Michael Wong&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;David Wong&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;s&gt;twits&lt;/s&gt; twins of KB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;they happen to be single (ladies, I've got their numbers if you want 'em) :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;have an &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;awesome-tastic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; sweet sixteenth, you brats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;love you guys loads ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;27.12.09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-3368059643657797904?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/3368059643657797904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=3368059643657797904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/3368059643657797904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/3368059643657797904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/12/well-fall-asleep-under-stars.html' title='&amp; we&apos;ll fall asleep under the stars'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-3242520747763349557</id><published>2009-12-25T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T22:40:37.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on the night you saved my life ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;backkkkkkk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My 2 day hiatus was caused by a trip to Melaka. I &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;cried&lt;/span&gt; when we had to leave Pom Pom for boarding ): She could feel it coming, and she was shivering in the car. Poor puppy ): And so, I felt better on the way to Melaka, though I thought I wouldn't enjoy the trip at first.&lt;br /&gt;But I was so darn &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;wronggggggg&lt;/span&gt;. I loved it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Superduper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;wuper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; great trip.&lt;br /&gt;It was worth the butt-aching 2 hours journey there. And the long line of people waiting for tickets.&lt;br /&gt;But I missed like, 2 periods of tuition on Thursday, and that seriously sucked, big time. I'll be the one missing out on all the info D: But again, it was worth it. And I didn't have to starve in class for once ;D&lt;br /&gt;You suckers going for tuition, hear my laugh! Harharharharrrrr. Get your bums out of class and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;enjoyyyyyy&lt;/span&gt;. It's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! ;D&lt;br /&gt;Dad must be dead tired. He 'accidentally' deleted &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt; the pictures we took in the camera. Better go check.&lt;br /&gt;Once again to you peeps, Merry Christmas (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-3242520747763349557?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/3242520747763349557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=3242520747763349557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/3242520747763349557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/3242520747763349557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-night-you-saved-my-life.html' title='on the night you saved my life ;'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-3488796979764518210</id><published>2009-12-18T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T22:18:33.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A change</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm back to stoning on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;While I'm at it I guess it'll be a good time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I've abandoned it long enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But still I'm having the writer's block.&lt;br /&gt;This is becoming so frequent.&lt;br /&gt;Staying away from school really has its bad points I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, so now. To update on my life.&lt;br /&gt;Holidays, how did I spend it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Shop, study, movies, online, sleep, exercise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I keep this up, I'll literally go insane. Staying up too late has its bad effects too. I can feel a cold coming on. What am I getting myself into? );&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;`xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-3488796979764518210?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/3488796979764518210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=3488796979764518210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/3488796979764518210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/3488796979764518210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/12/change.html' title='A change'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-1961258991692778139</id><published>2009-09-16T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T15:10:14.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would like to, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt;, delete all old posts. And then make another.&lt;br /&gt;Photobucket's bandwidth is always freakin' exceeding.&lt;br /&gt;Changing blogskin too.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Stupid sluggish modem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;au revoir,  old-outdated-blog;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a happy birthday to me (:&lt;br /&gt;I AM &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;SIXTEEN&lt;/span&gt;! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;driver's license&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ; 1 year, and countinggggg &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;KSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; owes me a present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big thanks and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIG BIG BIG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LUVE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to present givers :D&lt;br /&gt;I love them chocolates, and the keychain (:&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, I love you guys &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-1961258991692778139?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/1961258991692778139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=1961258991692778139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/1961258991692778139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/1961258991692778139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/09/bahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-1775895601573065335</id><published>2009-07-24T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T23:39:06.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SmnUnSARLLI/AAAAAAAAANs/ik15u3Hcxfc/s1600-h/BESThearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362050602674236594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SmnUnSARLLI/AAAAAAAAANs/ik15u3Hcxfc/s400/BESThearts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SmnUneQ7hTI/AAAAAAAAANk/wcjblaUCEog/s1600-h/love-sick1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362050605965346098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SmnUneQ7hTI/AAAAAAAAANk/wcjblaUCEog/s400/love-sick1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;because my love's a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;perfect crime&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I.LOVE.YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;`&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-1775895601573065335?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/1775895601573065335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=1775895601573065335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/1775895601573065335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/1775895601573065335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/07/because-my-loves-perfect-crime-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SmnUnSARLLI/AAAAAAAAANs/ik15u3Hcxfc/s72-c/BESThearts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990785569970463622.post-1237910806580183946</id><published>2009-07-11T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:18:49.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spent the whole morning cleaning my room.&lt;br /&gt;It felt like a tornado + typhoon + tsunami came by and seriously messed it up.&lt;br /&gt;So a gotong-royong by myself would help clear things out (:&lt;br /&gt;2 hours later, had lunch then went for art class.&lt;br /&gt;Came back and saw my cousins. Another 2 hours later, more cousins came.&lt;br /&gt;My whole day was practically a pasar malam.&lt;br /&gt;Next, went for a jog at DPC.&lt;br /&gt;Only managed a 3 lap run, 'cause my cousins were tagging along behind me.&lt;br /&gt;So we slowed down to a walk, watching dogs poop and smell their booties. How awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the jog, settled for dinner, showered and did the English work that we had to EMAIL to Miss Tang. I absolutely respect that woman ; she's got ideas! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then suddenly and &lt;em&gt;miraculously&lt;/em&gt;, up comes this random person by the name of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MichaelWongPohHong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, texting and demanding me that I go online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I did, an hour and a half later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Long story short; I edited some parts of the conversation (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[MSN]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Me ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Michael&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hey I finally signed up for facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Good, I'll buy you in Friends for Sale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(5 minutes later)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Okay I bought you, super cheap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Wait wait, so how do I buy you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Just find my name in the pet store, duh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I can't find it. OMG I suck in facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yeah I can see that &lt;/span&gt;(laughs)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(another 30 minutes later)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I think I did it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hurray! &lt;/span&gt;(But then...) &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;OMG FLOOPY? You friggin' named me Floopy? WTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Dunno, simply &lt;/span&gt;(laughs)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I changed your name too, it's DOOPY WOOPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Cool &lt;/span&gt;(laughs)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LOL. We're lifeless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;OMG. LOL. Super lifeless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Conclusion : &lt;em&gt;Agreed&lt;/em&gt;, we're very lifeless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-1237910806580183946?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/1237910806580183946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=1237910806580183946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/1237910806580183946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/1237910806580183946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/07/spent-whole-morning-cleaning-my-room.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-1085027075516251794</id><published>2009-07-10T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T23:15:17.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don’t know but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think I may be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Fallin’ for you ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dropping so quickly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe I should&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Keep this to myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waiting ’til I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Know you better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am trying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not to tell you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;But I want to&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’m scared of what you’ll say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I’m &lt;em&gt;hiding&lt;/em&gt; what I’m feeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I’m tired of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Holding this inside my head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’ve been spending all my time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just thinking about ya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don’t know what to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’ve been waiting all my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now I found ya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don’t know what to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I’m standing here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you hold my hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Pull me towards you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And we start to dance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All around us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I&lt;em&gt; see &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;nobody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here in silence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It’s just &lt;em&gt;you and me&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just can’t take it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My heart is racing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The emotions keep &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;spinning out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;143 C;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-1085027075516251794?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/1085027075516251794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=1085027075516251794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/1085027075516251794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/1085027075516251794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dont-know-but-i-think-i-may-be-fallin.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-3217078017748042495</id><published>2009-06-08T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T14:21:31.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;BACK HOME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, so this year's forum wasn't as eventful as I thought it would be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the bright side, I got to meet my &lt;em&gt;long lost&lt;/em&gt; kindergarten bestie (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Met the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hamsap &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Dickson and his retarded buddy Fong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And those 2 eventually hung out with us throughout the 3 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They were a &lt;strong&gt;big&lt;/strong&gt; help in the chaotic hotel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Surprising, ain't it? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will update more on what's going on soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At the mo, there's just not enough time to update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pictures will be posted, if I'm &lt;em&gt;hardworking&lt;/em&gt; enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;if it was to happen all over again, would you stay by my side?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-3217078017748042495?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/3217078017748042495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=3217078017748042495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/3217078017748042495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/3217078017748042495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-home-okay-so-this-years-forum.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-1353712601996759337</id><published>2009-06-04T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T23:25:14.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M.I.A&lt;/span&gt; for 3 days&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Packed and ready to go (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Penang, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HERE I COME&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Will be back to &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;monkey business&lt;/span&gt; after I'm through with &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;LEO Forum&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the mean time, &lt;strong&gt;miss me&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;call me&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;text me&lt;/span&gt; (desperately trying to impersonate Soulja Boy's &lt;em&gt;Kiss Me Through The Phone&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt; you guys just as much (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-1353712601996759337?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/1353712601996759337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=1353712601996759337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/1353712601996759337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/1353712601996759337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/06/will-be-m.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-1222787952919437030</id><published>2009-06-03T01:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T01:29:24.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>riot (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.accesshollywood.com/o/482a0d55893fbe3f/4a256173099b16cb/4a2501393f3629b1/214b9016/widget.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-1222787952919437030?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/1222787952919437030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=1222787952919437030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/1222787952919437030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/1222787952919437030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/06/riot.html' title='riot (:'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-8974887489156813405</id><published>2009-06-03T00:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T01:12:40.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SiVaiBJ6CKI/AAAAAAAAANc/BJVCPFEgdwk/s1600-h/3504070917_b5ecbd427b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342776073417001122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SiVaiBJ6CKI/AAAAAAAAANc/BJVCPFEgdwk/s400/3504070917_b5ecbd427b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUND A PICTURE OF TAYLOR LAUTNER'S ABS WITHIN MINUTES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so finely tuned.&lt;br /&gt;Sexay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I freaking &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; him even more now&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so laid back. And I love his smile. It's killer!&lt;br /&gt;His laugh is a one in a million record deal x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He went from zero to hero, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YES. First of all, I was dumbfounded because of his stupid &lt;strong&gt;WIG &lt;/strong&gt;in the first movie. But then *KABOOM* and out comes this super massively toned muscular dude from planet of the hotties. He's a mouth-watering delight &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;*drools&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabella Swan can &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; have &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; Jacob Black.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bugger off&lt;/em&gt;, will you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your Edward Cullen &amp;amp; I'll handle the rest from there (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His abs, abs, abs, abs,abs!&lt;br /&gt;It just makes me wanna scream! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is &lt;em&gt;exotic&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Addictive&lt;/strong&gt;. Hunky. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Extravagant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Outstanding&lt;/span&gt;. Incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drop dead gorgeous&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Undefined&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Awesome&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Amazing&lt;/em&gt;. Irresistable. &lt;strong&gt;Fantastic&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;em&gt; A work of ART&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Seductive&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Deliciously delicate&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I love him so much it's driving me mad.&lt;br /&gt;Edward Cullen is so outta here.&lt;br /&gt;Your picture's going under my pillow tonight x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;you're &lt;em&gt;invincible&lt;/em&gt; ; yeah it's &lt;strong&gt;true&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-8974887489156813405?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/8974887489156813405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=8974887489156813405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/8974887489156813405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/8974887489156813405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/06/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SiVaiBJ6CKI/AAAAAAAAANc/BJVCPFEgdwk/s72-c/3504070917_b5ecbd427b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990785569970463622.post-4824483299820426391</id><published>2009-06-02T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T00:19:27.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've officially &lt;em&gt;died&lt;/em&gt; and gone to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clicked randomly on the main homepage, and guess what I saw?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Bing&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;New Moon trailer&lt;/span&gt; ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Decided to have a quick look-see. It's been &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; since I've last seen anything related to Twilight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So there it was : &lt;strong&gt;TAYLOR LAUTNER &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ain't he just a total &lt;u&gt;hottie&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;xoxoxoxoxox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥♥&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let me be honest here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fact is, I was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NEVER &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;one bit attracted to Taylor Lautner. The first time I ever saw him was in 'The Adventures of Sharkboy and Lavagirl' flick. But what'd you know? People change. So does my mind. And I saw him topless in some &lt;em&gt;itty-bitty&lt;/em&gt; parts of the trailer, right at the ending. How depressing! He should be the &lt;strong&gt;main star&lt;/strong&gt; of New Moon. No offence (especially to Robert Pattinson fans), but he has the better looks. Out of the movie, R.P looks way to normal, maybe even a lil' ugly. The one thing I liked most about Taylor Lautner was that he has a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;drop dead gorgeous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; body ;3 Yummy. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come on, which dumb elephant on Earth would resist his tempting abs?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ohmygoodness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;gracious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;holy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;macaroni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Okay, so I don't have any pictures of his abs, &lt;strong&gt;YET.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But yes I admit, he's just HOT (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;youi&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;youi&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;youi&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;youi&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;youi&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;you.i&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;you.i&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;you.i&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;you.i&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SiVG_8vJ0HI/AAAAAAAAANE/7ZAzm5N0wCM/s1600-h/T.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342754597394567282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SiVG_8vJ0HI/AAAAAAAAANE/7ZAzm5N0wCM/s400/T.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SiVGt7qfk8I/AAAAAAAAAM0/h3vEXUcziO4/s1600-h/taylor-lautner.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342754287868941250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SiVGt7qfk8I/AAAAAAAAAM0/h3vEXUcziO4/s400/taylor-lautner.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Goodbye Robert Pattinson ; I don't need you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Taylor Lautner is &lt;strong&gt;MINE&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'll be first in line to watch Twilight Saga's New Moon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't wait! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;BTW, I did not abandon Rain Bi yet. I still love him just as much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;But just in total Taylor Lautner mode now. TEEHEEHEEEE &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;; and I'll be &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lovin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;you long time {&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-4824483299820426391?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/4824483299820426391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=4824483299820426391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/4824483299820426391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/4824483299820426391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-officially-died-and-gone-to-heaven.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SiVG_8vJ0HI/AAAAAAAAANE/7ZAzm5N0wCM/s72-c/T.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990785569970463622.post-4655563559280211749</id><published>2009-05-30T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T00:42:08.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hewwo evwybody C:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today I will be blogging about a particular human/animal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at the following pictures. What do you see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341284481752032178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SiAN79Mi47I/AAAAAAAAAMU/NTXru67ALuQ/s400/monkey.jpg" /&gt;Do you see a monkey? Nope, you're wrong. This is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;LEE JIA YANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He/It is the world's most endangered animal on the surface of the Earth. There's only one surviving Lee Jia Yang in Malaysia. Isn't he/it adorable? ;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at the following pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SiAN8Y6XyFI/AAAAAAAAAMk/tMi4xOx-H-U/s1600-h/hari+guru+09+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341284489191999570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SiAN8Y6XyFI/AAAAAAAAAMk/tMi4xOx-H-U/s400/hari+guru+09+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who is this handsome fella? It's not a person. This is a monkey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; furry monkey trying to act human. (Gasps) This monkey is extremely &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dangerous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to humans. And he's running loose all over &lt;strong&gt;TAMAN BUKIT MALURI&lt;/strong&gt;. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Save yourselves, people, before it's too late)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SiAN8A-ZTII/AAAAAAAAAMc/pDsk0aHR6jQ/s1600-h/hari+guru+09+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341284482766425218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SiAN8A-ZTII/AAAAAAAAAMc/pDsk0aHR6jQ/s400/hari+guru+09+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look, he's looking for trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341284495271114658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SiAN8vjvt6I/AAAAAAAAAMs/Yj83udTp9t4/s400/hari+guru+09+047.jpg" /&gt;Smelly monkey. He doesn't take a bath at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In conclusion, just beware. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LJY, don't get offended, will you? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'm innocent.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-4655563559280211749?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/4655563559280211749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=4655563559280211749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/4655563559280211749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/4655563559280211749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/05/hewwo-evwybody-c-today-i-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SiAN79Mi47I/AAAAAAAAAMU/NTXru67ALuQ/s72-c/monkey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990785569970463622.post-1458894856903433905</id><published>2009-05-26T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T22:14:10.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;LEE JIA YANG&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've always been &lt;em&gt;happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not emo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now that exams are over, I'm much happier, so there (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;PROPER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; bath, &lt;strong&gt;smelly&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; monkey ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-1458894856903433905?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/1458894856903433905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=1458894856903433905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/1458894856903433905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/1458894856903433905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/05/lee-jia-yang.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-1325293020608821183</id><published>2009-05-23T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T17:30:19.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/ShfBT7vLLzI/AAAAAAAAAMM/YkF-oj7D690/s1600-h/happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 166px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338948431468244786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/ShfBT7vLLzI/AAAAAAAAAMM/YkF-oj7D690/s400/happy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;EARTH TO LEE JIA YANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not emo, alright?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm happy (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have a nice day, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;smelly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; monkey :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-1325293020608821183?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/1325293020608821183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=1325293020608821183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/1325293020608821183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/1325293020608821183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/05/earth-to-lee-jia-yang-im-not-emo.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/ShfBT7vLLzI/AAAAAAAAAMM/YkF-oj7D690/s72-c/happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990785569970463622.post-8726800757185403949</id><published>2009-04-24T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:12:27.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What if everything I was about to say was too &lt;strong&gt;late&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What if I'd wanted to do something that's already been done?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What if I've remembered something that's already been &lt;em&gt;forgotten&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Am I a fool?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;For you, yeah I am &amp;amp; that is true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; world, this could never happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And in a perfect world, you'd still be &lt;em&gt;here&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It makes no sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could just &lt;u&gt;pick up the pieces&lt;/u&gt; but to you it means nothing at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've lost the volleyball competition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've lost my faith in &lt;em&gt;trying to believe&lt;/em&gt; I'm okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now I've lost &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My freedom to express is limited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The more I mention, the more it hurts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Plain emo, ain't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;I wouldn't wanna be like KSE but I guess I've gotten too much influence from him (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some say time will heal whatever &lt;em&gt;wounds&lt;/em&gt; that are left unmended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But if YOU were placed in this type of scenario you wouldn't be thinking that way, would you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As time passes the wounds are bound to be &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tore open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My dear readers, I'm sure you do get the point of this whole rambling-beyond-control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At least, that's what I presume.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Cause if you don't, please-with-all-the-cherries on-top, just keep your mouth shut and keep your stinking thoughts to yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't need anymore of your sly, sarcastic remarks that'll only make matters worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll bite your head off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I mean it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just need inspiration. I'm not emo. Maybe it's just some PMS problem, like what Shahrul always says. Tips on cheering me up? A bar of milk chocolate, some chocolate chip cookies, a bottle of iced-water, a few novels and inspirational music (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The thoughts are cheering me up already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Puh-lease, I'm not some emo psychotic bitch that frowns for days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;If you thought I was, I'd so slap you. Or maybe just break your teeth (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time for my nap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;And what's even worse; is that you'll never know&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-8726800757185403949?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/8726800757185403949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=8726800757185403949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/8726800757185403949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/8726800757185403949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-if-everything-i-was-about-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-273118906699010765</id><published>2009-04-18T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T21:42:33.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm craving for books.&lt;br /&gt;Lots and lots of 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;High School Debut vol 2, etc etc by Kazune Kawahara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Twilight by Stephenie Meyer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But they're costly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm gonna need to budget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;`&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-273118906699010765?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/273118906699010765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=273118906699010765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/273118906699010765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/273118906699010765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-craving-for-books.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-359304214170780677</id><published>2009-03-28T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T00:09:24.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fire and Ice&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some say the world will end in fire,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some say in ice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From what I've tasted of desire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hold with those who favor fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But if it had to perish twice,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think I know enough of hate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To say that for destruction ice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is also great&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And would suffice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Robert Frost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-359304214170780677?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/359304214170780677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=359304214170780677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/359304214170780677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/359304214170780677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/03/fire-and-ice-some-say-world-will-end-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-5277594045283911614</id><published>2009-03-19T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:41:34.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Smiled insanely to myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I am &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;exhilarated&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I got the 2 sequels I wanted so badly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(This is making me sound spoilt, but whatever.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eclipse. New Moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hurray for me&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I should &lt;em&gt;shaddup&lt;/em&gt; now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is boring, I know. But blogging isn't one of the things I'm good at, apparently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm just thankful that my English isn't as atrocious as those ... few people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;LOVES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-5277594045283911614?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/5277594045283911614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=5277594045283911614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/5277594045283911614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/5277594045283911614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/03/smiled-insanely-to-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-6572557843052271831</id><published>2009-03-18T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T17:57:22.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll let the pictures do all the talking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/ScDEo6ZtOvI/AAAAAAAAAME/ukEc3i-TOro/s1600-h/Love___.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314463767448074994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/ScDEo6ZtOvI/AAAAAAAAAME/ukEc3i-TOro/s400/Love___.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/ScDCYWQx-RI/AAAAAAAAAL8/utKPbVWsj5Y/s1600-h/colorful-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314461283845798162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/ScDCYWQx-RI/AAAAAAAAAL8/utKPbVWsj5Y/s400/colorful-10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/ScDBs2bqIPI/AAAAAAAAAL0/v204OUl-HCk/s1600-h/colorful3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314460536567111922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/ScDBs2bqIPI/AAAAAAAAAL0/v204OUl-HCk/s400/colorful3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/ScDBc_l5PkI/AAAAAAAAALk/UKEnZELD9kc/s1600-h/colorful.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314460264148057666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/ScDBc_l5PkI/AAAAAAAAALk/UKEnZELD9kc/s400/colorful.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/ScC_8AZ9GgI/AAAAAAAAALc/oB93quZoPjA/s1600-h/Twilight-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314458597919103490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/ScC_8AZ9GgI/AAAAAAAAALc/oB93quZoPjA/s400/Twilight-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/ScC8yy-vCNI/AAAAAAAAALU/Y1Yze3Rl0sA/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314455141161568466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/ScC8yy-vCNI/AAAAAAAAALU/Y1Yze3Rl0sA/s400/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's random, I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tried finding some 'appropriate' pictures of the movie 'Twilight' but I can't find any.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's too bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-6572557843052271831?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/6572557843052271831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=6572557843052271831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/6572557843052271831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/6572557843052271831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/03/ill-let-pictures-do-all-talking.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/ScDEo6ZtOvI/AAAAAAAAAME/ukEc3i-TOro/s72-c/Love___.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990785569970463622.post-5803249304910333001</id><published>2009-03-18T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T17:11:02.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/ScC5ckowoEI/AAAAAAAAALE/-TZ3zDwSsmE/s1600-h/photography-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314451460819296322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/ScC5ckowoEI/AAAAAAAAALE/-TZ3zDwSsmE/s400/photography-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;are the &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;missing piece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; to my puzzle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm officially bored. I guess it's time to change the sober soundtrack of my life. Maybe the plain background of the blog too. I'll see what I can do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What better way to express myself than photography ? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Time to brighten up the blog a lil' bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Upcoming pictures in the next entry will be all pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BIG L&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;VE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-5803249304910333001?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/5803249304910333001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=5803249304910333001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/5803249304910333001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/5803249304910333001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-are-missing-piece-to-my-puzzle-im.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/ScC5ckowoEI/AAAAAAAAALE/-TZ3zDwSsmE/s72-c/photography-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990785569970463622.post-3053888518329895868</id><published>2009-03-15T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T23:06:45.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is anybody looking for ju ? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nobody?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;guess so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313427531260301570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/Sb0WMByNEQI/AAAAAAAAAK8/sJQG_3TAlAs/s400/bubbles-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since i've got so much free time on my hands during the holidays, I might as well waste it with blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Been reading the novel 'New Moon' by Stephenie Meyer which is a sequel to the original book, 'Twilight'. Teens shouldn't pass out on this one. It's a good read. The love between a vampire and a normal human being-it's all so fascinating. But I'd love the movie better though. The author just gets too elaborative and keeps rooted to the same point over and over. But in my opinion, it's still a good book. I'll give it a 9/10 (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the best thing about reading this book-I finished it in 2 days! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, I shouldn't get so hyper just 'cause I read a book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I like it (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goodnight and goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-3053888518329895868?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/3053888518329895868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=3053888518329895868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/3053888518329895868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/3053888518329895868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/03/e-i-o-u-is-anybody-looking-for-ju.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/Sb0WMByNEQI/AAAAAAAAAK8/sJQG_3TAlAs/s72-c/bubbles-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990785569970463622.post-6352534625748292776</id><published>2009-03-05T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T18:04:10.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish I have time to blog more often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or at least, go online.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I can't update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be considerate, people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My computer is seriously shitty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So time for me to go bye-bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;sometimes i wish i could be in her shoes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-6352534625748292776?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/6352534625748292776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=6352534625748292776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/6352534625748292776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/6352534625748292776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-wish-i-have-time-to-blog-more-often.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-4375776234185698038</id><published>2009-02-08T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T22:39:21.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stares blankly at the screen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah, I'm supposed to be blogging. My head hurts as though a big 1000 tonne truck just ran over it. I'm having a fever. My nose is runny. My whole body aches. I've got a big sore throat. More like a &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;frog-in-my-throat&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, you got it. I'm sick. And my eyes are about to explode. I hate this feeling. It's like all the sickness attacks me at one go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So much for self-pity&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway. Speaking of Valentine's Day. Any single darlings of mine willing to celebrate with me? Guys are welcomed to give me flowers ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No, I do not have a special someone for Valentine's Day. But I'm still looking forward to celebrate with friends. Who says single people can't celebrate? It's time for bonding okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Retail therapy, anyone? C;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't take the pain. It's increasing. Need some aspirin. I'm outta here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xo !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-4375776234185698038?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/4375776234185698038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=4375776234185698038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/4375776234185698038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/4375776234185698038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/02/stares-blankly-at-screen.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-7502141436235011702</id><published>2009-02-06T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T23:37:34.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;hellohiandgoodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Didn't update much. It's not that I don't want to. It's 'cause I don't have the time. Be considerate, people! No, it's not been a good week. But yes, I'm still smiling. I'm not crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blah blah blah. Shaddup, juuuu !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Davey&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mikey&lt;/span&gt; would take a look at this blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So just a post to say HI C:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And please, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;don't &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;steal my trademark smileys. The words jello wello mello are all &lt;u&gt;mine&lt;/u&gt; okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-7502141436235011702?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/7502141436235011702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=7502141436235011702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/7502141436235011702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/7502141436235011702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/02/hellohiandgoodbye-didnt-update-much.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-243619082227163165</id><published>2009-01-23T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T18:50:01.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; RAIN !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the natural phenomena rain, but as in the Korean singer &lt;strong&gt;RAIN&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294438017257095074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SXmfU1fuv6I/AAAAAAAAAIc/-JZeQ3hFNH0/s400/jung.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Isn't he just sexy ? ;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SXmf2MpyUkI/AAAAAAAAAI8/U4lFo5gPufc/s1600-h/Image033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294438590408970818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SXmf2MpyUkI/AAAAAAAAAI8/U4lFo5gPufc/s400/Image033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SXmf2JlkiMI/AAAAAAAAAI0/CkrpF1T9YK0/s1600-h/Image031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294438589585983682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SXmf2JlkiMI/AAAAAAAAAI0/CkrpF1T9YK0/s400/Image031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SXmf1wGhTSI/AAAAAAAAAIs/3dIf9OMqBkM/s1600-h/Image030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294438582744861986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SXmf1wGhTSI/AAAAAAAAAIs/3dIf9OMqBkM/s400/Image030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SXmf1q6clrI/AAAAAAAAAIk/6-x1Muy3Md4/s1600-h/Image029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294438581352044210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SXmf1q6clrI/AAAAAAAAAIk/6-x1Muy3Md4/s400/Image029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have his &lt;strong&gt;ORIGINAL&lt;/strong&gt; album, RAINISM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This just proves how loyal I am ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IfYouDon'tKnowHimYou'reJustPathetic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I.Hate.People.Who.Hate.Rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway.I don't feel like updating, 'cause my bloody computer has a connection problem. Or maybe it has a virus. I hate viruses. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUCK&lt;/span&gt; the bloody people who created the damn viruses. Yes, I curse (: I'm not a good girl after all. Whatever. I'm just not in the mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the need for Starbucks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294437479600090882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SXme1ikT7wI/AAAAAAAAAIU/JdyApRY5YQI/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxoxoxoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-243619082227163165?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/243619082227163165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=243619082227163165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/243619082227163165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/243619082227163165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-love-rain-not-natural-phenomena-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SXmfU1fuv6I/AAAAAAAAAIc/-JZeQ3hFNH0/s72-c/jung.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990785569970463622.post-753935615557968940</id><published>2009-01-16T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T19:34:14.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if we were a movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you're a smart ass, &lt;em&gt;define&lt;/em&gt; it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No, I'm not a sucker for love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Neither am I willing to fall for it. &lt;strong&gt;Yet&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seeing &lt;u&gt;him&lt;/u&gt; in school everyday is just enough to drive me crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whatever. Diverting topic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I.Joined.Too.Many.Clubs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hyper much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's lame, I know. But my blog, my &lt;strong&gt;rules &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you're a stalker or you don't like my blog, please clickity-click that little [X] button up there on your right. I bet you're &lt;s&gt;stupid&lt;/s&gt; smart enough to do it right? C:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please and thank yousss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm just straight forward. Don't get it then it's your problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P/S : I did not abandon my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm outta here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Big &lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;xoxoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;`&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-753935615557968940?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/753935615557968940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=753935615557968940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/753935615557968940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/753935615557968940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-we-were-movie.html' title='if we were a movie'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-367234501932545735</id><published>2009-01-09T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T21:57:20.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting for yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;reminiscing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I've abandoned this blog long enough.&lt;br /&gt;Time to get back to blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Form 4 isn't fun anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I resent everything now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;It's frustrating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Writing a diary-journal-blog for English?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Screw it. Darn English. Rats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I should write loads of rubbish in that journal. I'm pretty good at this, after all ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;And I'm gonna doodle on it for sure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Utterly random rubbish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Like I said, it's not fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;And it's never going to be. &lt;strong&gt;Ever&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-367234501932545735?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/367234501932545735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=367234501932545735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/367234501932545735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/367234501932545735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/01/waiting-for-yesterday.html' title='waiting for yesterday'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-6003111924872721951</id><published>2009-01-03T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T19:30:11.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ThisWillBePost42 (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2009, new year, new beginning (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; it's just getting started &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;This post isn't exactly a nice one to begin with, but I won't change for the better ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Feeling pretty optimistic right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;School's reopening, but I don't feel the least bit thrilled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;The world &lt;strong&gt;LAZY &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;slowly drifts into my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Times sure does fly fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;And before you know it ; &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Doesn't anybody wish it'll all just &lt;em&gt;slow down&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Anyway, coming down with a cold and a sore frog-in-my-throat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Darn weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Signing off,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-6003111924872721951?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/6003111924872721951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=6003111924872721951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/6003111924872721951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/6003111924872721951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2009/01/thiswillbepost42-2009-new-year-new.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-95505575180304608</id><published>2008-12-31T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T21:57:55.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STRAIGHT A's BABAYE ! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy I could just jump and reach for the stars ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's already my 40th post. And my blogging skills are getting retarded and a whole lot crappy-er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But who cares, I'm on &lt;u&gt;top of the world&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;s !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-95505575180304608?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/95505575180304608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=95505575180304608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/95505575180304608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/95505575180304608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/12/straight-as-babaye-im-so-happy-i-could.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-7009358168186919867</id><published>2008-12-29T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T17:28:03.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tomorrow is &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE DAY&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PMR results coming out. The emotions running through my mind are screwed up like some scrambled eggs on toast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Probably gonna have a sleepless night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Toss. Turn. Toss. Turn. Toss. Turn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it's gonna be a long night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nervous. Terrified. Tensed. Breathless. Speechless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Get what I mean? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;`&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-7009358168186919867?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/7009358168186919867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=7009358168186919867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/7009358168186919867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/7009358168186919867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/12/tomorrow-is-day-pmr-results-coming-out.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-2139246667464406230</id><published>2008-12-27T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T18:22:01.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 days and counting, 'til PMR results comes out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ISoFeelTheJittersRightNow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;` xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-2139246667464406230?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/2139246667464406230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=2139246667464406230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/2139246667464406230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/2139246667464406230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/12/3-days-and-counting-til-pmr-results.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-4672598430803242017</id><published>2008-12-20T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T00:30:15.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salvation is found in YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Peek-A-Boo , I see &lt;strong&gt;YOU &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clickity-click on my blog ; and what do you see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New skin ;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, so it's simple. But me likeyyy ;D My blog is not for you to decide *winks !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- &amp;amp;&amp;amp; my thought of the day is ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MISS CAMP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M &lt;s&gt;HOME &lt;/s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;CAMP&lt;/span&gt;SICK &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sigh sigh sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I felt much closer to God while I was in the highlands of Pahang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I feel so &lt;em&gt;faaaaaaaar away&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss my roomie Yi Zhen and all the fellow campers of &lt;strong&gt;BSGC&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;ELIM&lt;/strong&gt; Youth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss the quiet time we had in the hall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss the worship session and the sing-a-long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss my &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ini-Ah-Ma Inima&lt;/span&gt; groupie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss the photo session and the hiking and the big &lt;em&gt;big&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;big&lt;/strong&gt; waterfall and the Amazing Race.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss the humongous campfire out in the pitch dark fields.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss Pastor Gurmit's preaching about relationships.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss receiving gifts from my Guardian Angel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss the siesta time and supper during late nights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss the games, the laughter, the adventure - &lt;strong&gt;EVERYTHING!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess I had let the youth camp get the best of me. I just wish time would stop then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The experience was just too &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;captivating&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At least, I pray that time will pass soon enough for me to go again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Til then, my heart will be with You, Lord (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥ &lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt; `&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-4672598430803242017?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/4672598430803242017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=4672598430803242017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/4672598430803242017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/4672598430803242017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/12/peek-boo-i-see-you-d-clickity-click-on.html' title='Salvation is found in YOU'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-8964664595457325284</id><published>2008-12-18T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T23:32:00.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>make it last</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SUn9H4gs0pI/AAAAAAAAAIE/-T4M8rWpDa8/s1600-h/lunapic-122958022483192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281030349939069586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SUn9H4gs0pI/AAAAAAAAAIE/-T4M8rWpDa8/s400/lunapic-122958022483192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;사랑해&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; I'm looking at you ; and my heart loves the view&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not dedicated to anyone special ; just felt completely random today ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;` Reach out, spread the L&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;VE ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-8964664595457325284?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/8964664595457325284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=8964664595457325284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/8964664595457325284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/8964664595457325284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-looking-at-you-and-my-heart-loves.html' title='make it last'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SUn9H4gs0pI/AAAAAAAAAIE/-T4M8rWpDa8/s72-c/lunapic-122958022483192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990785569970463622.post-8062986846664641957</id><published>2008-12-17T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T23:32:25.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all or nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SUin7iEun9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/m-ns2p7dBd4/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280655204292665298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SUin7iEun9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/m-ns2p7dBd4/s400/Untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SUin06qxxZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/pnUi7mrXsoc/s1600-h/karina+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280655090635621778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SUin06qxxZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/pnUi7mrXsoc/s400/karina+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SUinuG9sBwI/AAAAAAAAAHc/UuJmN3TS8cI/s1600-h/karina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280654973677078274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SUinuG9sBwI/AAAAAAAAAHc/UuJmN3TS8cI/s400/karina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The Best Of Friends ; Forever &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Karina, ILY ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; heartsssssssssss ! `&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;x&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-8062986846664641957?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/8062986846664641957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=8062986846664641957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/8062986846664641957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/8062986846664641957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/12/best-of-friends-forever-ever-karina-ily.html' title='all or nothing'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SUin7iEun9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/m-ns2p7dBd4/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990785569970463622.post-686511028929258872</id><published>2008-12-15T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T23:05:04.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>relationship : the missing link</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;BACK FROM CAMP ;D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been one heck of a week. So I'll just fit it all into 1 &lt;strong&gt;BIG &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;word. &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMAZING!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Although I didn't get to take any pictures during the whole period of camp, I vow to &lt;em&gt;try&lt;/em&gt; get it someday from my fellow campers (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At the BSGC camp, I've learnt a lot of new things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ButThatYouWillHaveToFigureOutYourself :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just so you know, the theme of this year's camp is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; Relationship : The Missing Link&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Doesn't it sound so deep ? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And for those who didn't attend this youth camp, it's your loss :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've decided to trust in &lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I would love to go for the youth camp next year, and the year after that, and the year after that, ... :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways, details of the camp!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Held in Jeram Besu, Pahang&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Arranged by fellow BSGC Sunway members&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Duration of 4 days and 3 nights (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;etc etc etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whatever the reason, I love the camp. And I'm really glad I went (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I don't care what they say, it doesn't matter anyway. 'Cause salvation is found in You (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Signing off for now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;♥♥&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥♥&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;'s !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-686511028929258872?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/686511028929258872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=686511028929258872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/686511028929258872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/686511028929258872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/12/relationship-missing-link.html' title='relationship : the missing link'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-4870281129049751413</id><published>2008-12-09T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:31:05.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;WhatArseLuck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Or is it bumm luck?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought it wasn't gonna rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I mentioned that there was no rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But then there &lt;strong&gt;was&lt;/strong&gt; rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it continued to rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since I couldn't accomplish my to-do list, I guess I'll just stall it 'til after camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's no point in getting a bitch fit 'cause of a teeny tiny matter (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Drama queens are a &lt;u&gt;no-no&lt;/u&gt; here) :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I used to blog just to make the time fly faster. Now blogging has become a part of me. HolyMotherOfPork! :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay so maybe blogging isn't my life &lt;strong&gt;yet&lt;/strong&gt;. But guitars and music and dance sure are ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How hyper of me today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess it's the weather that driving me nuts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's why I dislike the rainy season. It just gets you down. And I mean &lt;u&gt;a lot&lt;/u&gt;. I keep getting this whole idea that the sky is crying D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it makes my feet cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's just hope for a better and sunnier tomorrow (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-4870281129049751413?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/4870281129049751413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=4870281129049751413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/4870281129049751413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/4870281129049751413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/12/whatarseluck-or-is-it-bumm-luck-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-6945626631972665834</id><published>2008-12-09T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T19:58:42.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>right here ; right now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/ST4v_3B5ytI/AAAAAAAAAHU/nuE62u6_KGI/s1600-h/lunapic-12286577701915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277708587474995922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/ST4v_3B5ytI/AAAAAAAAAHU/nuE62u6_KGI/s400/lunapic-12286577701915.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it's unpredictable, what you do &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's not raining :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy, excited, nervous altogether. Leaving for camp tomorrow, back on the 14th. While I'm gone, promise you'll miss me! (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(That means you too, KSE gor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Since my previous posts have been getting shorter and shorter, I've decided to blog randomly once more. Just to make KSE &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;puas hati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Today's to-do list&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give KSE his souvenir&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walk/cycle all the way to his house to give him his souvenir (OMG)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Raid Nav's house :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pass Nav her souvenir&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drag Dhivi and Andrew along to play basketball&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gosh, what a big and super duper buper wuper to-do list ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Signing off for today (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥♥&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;sssss !&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-6945626631972665834?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/6945626631972665834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=6945626631972665834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/6945626631972665834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/6945626631972665834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/12/right-here-right-now.html' title='right here ; right now'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/ST4v_3B5ytI/AAAAAAAAAHU/nuE62u6_KGI/s72-c/lunapic-12286577701915.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990785569970463622.post-1329156288342181426</id><published>2008-12-07T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T16:25:19.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mere memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;hello (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before I go back to my habit of blogging, I would like to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;" happy birthday, ma !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥♥&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;♥♥♥&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;♥♥&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;♥♥&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;she's 42 today&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I haven't been blogging much nowadays. But sometimes, people just get carried away with their own lives. Unlike some &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;lifeless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; people ;P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Curious on what I've been up to? *Gives hint : BALI (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vacation, obviously. I deserve a break from all the stress and the studying for PMR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Speaking of PMR, there's a couple of weeks left 'til the results come out. *Screams!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All the nerve-wrecking comes back now. But to look on the bright side, other people are going through the same emotions (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Signing off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;s !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xo `&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-1329156288342181426?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/1329156288342181426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=1329156288342181426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/1329156288342181426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/1329156288342181426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/12/mere-memories.html' title='mere memories'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-9174237565305791489</id><published>2008-11-24T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T22:01:43.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that girl was me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;OhMyGod.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm so tired, I could sleep on the &lt;u&gt;keyboard&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That dramatic, huh? And yet, here I am, forcing myself up to do a quick update on the blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haven't had time to go online the past few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My missing-in-action status has been quite an impact to some &lt;/span&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The fact is, I'm getting kinda reluctant to blog. It's &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;complicated&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Been feeling restless and tired lately. It's just been a long weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What I did is &lt;s&gt;none of your business&lt;/s&gt; ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-9174237565305791489?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/9174237565305791489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=9174237565305791489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/9174237565305791489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/9174237565305791489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/11/that-girl-was-me.html' title='that girl was me'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-2767932997023675388</id><published>2008-11-19T00:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T23:29:00.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random-ness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSLn7DMZ78I/AAAAAAAAAHM/TlHv4vT_np8/s1600-h/lee-joon-ki-119956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270029515632537538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSLn7DMZ78I/AAAAAAAAAHM/TlHv4vT_np8/s400/lee-joon-ki-119956.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lee Jun Ki ; my ecstacy addiction &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like OhMyGosh isn't he the bomb? (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes yes yes, guys might so totally think he looks like a girl but &lt;strong&gt;who cares&lt;/strong&gt;? It's &lt;u&gt;my&lt;/u&gt; opinion. And he's a Korean hottie! ;3 Plus, he's sexy! ;D &lt;s&gt;It's my blog anyway&lt;/s&gt; ;P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It just so happens that I decided to blog randomly out of boredom-ness. And at the same time, I was sorta looking for pictures of Jun Ki &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; (;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Korean dudes, I should learn to speak in Korean language. Watching Korean series doesn't seem to be helping much. Any learning-language-online websites that you people can suggest? ;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, just wanna apologize for such a random post. It's kinda short too. Lost my enthusiasm for blogging I guess. &lt;em&gt;Blogging is seriously hard work, ya know! &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Like what Puan Nalini used to say, "writer's block". ;D Noone understood what that &lt;s&gt;old lady&lt;/s&gt; was saying anyway. &lt;em&gt;Oops&lt;/em&gt; ;X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In conclusion, I would like to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friendster is so &lt;em&gt;sucky &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;when it comes to maintainence&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is nobody to chat with whenever it's past 10 at night (BUMMER)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I should find something better to do than to be blogging almost everyday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need more practice on the guitar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need someone to help me read musical notes ;X&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need Starbucks, or at least an ice-cream (KSE gor should &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;belanja&lt;/span&gt;! ;D)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I should get a new iPod a.s.a.p with more storage space&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want a Maltese puppy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last but not least, I'm signing off (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-2767932997023675388?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/2767932997023675388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=2767932997023675388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/2767932997023675388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/2767932997023675388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/11/random-ness.html' title='Random-ness'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSLn7DMZ78I/AAAAAAAAAHM/TlHv4vT_np8/s72-c/lee-joon-ki-119956.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990785569970463622.post-7355593298123268133</id><published>2008-11-17T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:12:24.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tagged by &lt;strong&gt;ALYNA&lt;/strong&gt; ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. What's your most favourite colour?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pink &amp;amp; purple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Who is the most important to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;EVERYBODYYYYYY&lt;/u&gt; (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. How often do you think of committing suicide?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Do you think you have enough confidence?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah ;P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. How many babies you want?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not sure (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. What is your goal for this year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7A's for PMR (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8. Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9. Do you think that the person who tag you like to play kidnaping?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10. What are you really afraid of?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bugs ;X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11. What is your bad habit?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Too much of a perfection-ist ;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;12. Do u have a secret crush?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;13. Do you cherish everysingle friendship of yours?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of courseeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;14. What does flying means to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Freedom, and a pair of wings (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;15. What do you crave for the most currently?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Starbucks ;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;16. Are you single/in a relationship?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Single&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;17. Describe the person who tagged you in 7 words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pretty, friendly, caring, sweet, cheerful, adorable, cute (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;18. What have you done to yourself make yourself happy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Play the guitar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;19. Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not really&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;20. What do friends mean to you ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They mean everything to me (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Instructions: Remove one question from above and add in your personal question. Make a total of 20 questions and tag 5 people. List them out at the end of the post. Notify them in their cbox that they've been tagged. Whoever does the tag will have blessings from all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tagged:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. KSE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. JeAnne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. SuWen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Josephine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. Shi Wei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;x&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ox&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; `&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-7355593298123268133?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/7355593298123268133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=7355593298123268133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/7355593298123268133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/7355593298123268133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/11/tagged-by-alyna-d-1.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-5407269060618596434</id><published>2008-11-17T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T22:36:09.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Yello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Mello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Wello&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry for not blogging these past few days. Been elsewhere doing other stuff (: This time I'll be blogging about the incident on &lt;u&gt;15th of Novemberrrrrr&lt;/u&gt; (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was Sze Mei's dad's wedding. The wedding dinner was &lt;strong&gt;awesomeeee&lt;/strong&gt; ;D Well, let the pictures do the talking for now, shall we? ;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;( Carlsberg Beer &amp;amp; Red Wine included ) (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF9iOB6u_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/H1RMarFMUrc/s1600-h/IMG_0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269631065835355122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF9iOB6u_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/H1RMarFMUrc/s400/IMG_0079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My pretty darling, Min Hua &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥ &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF9VUjPy5I/AAAAAAAAAG8/bR2y8fbKscM/s1600-h/IMG_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269630844247460754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF9VUjPy5I/AAAAAAAAAG8/bR2y8fbKscM/s400/IMG_0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Hawteyh&lt;/span&gt; Kenges (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF9N0XEC-I/AAAAAAAAAG0/Uj6pjOW8FO0/s1600-h/IMG_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269630715347340258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF9N0XEC-I/AAAAAAAAAG0/Uj6pjOW8FO0/s400/IMG_0077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stephanie Choo Min Hua (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF8-tJtHbI/AAAAAAAAAGs/t1MVhpgicX4/s1600-h/IMG_0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269630455714225586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF8-tJtHbI/AAAAAAAAAGs/t1MVhpgicX4/s400/IMG_0118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;JulianaTheBanana ; ShanHoeThePrettyBoy ; SarahTheOhSoFabulous ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF8gQppgkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Cn2d_ZF5g3Y/s1600-h/IMG_0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269629932667503170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF8gQppgkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Cn2d_ZF5g3Y/s400/IMG_0116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shan Hoe and his red drunken face, trying to act cute ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF8Ns1ipiI/AAAAAAAAAGc/iBZ2syA-IlU/s1600-h/IMG_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269629613816063522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF8Ns1ipiI/AAAAAAAAAGc/iBZ2syA-IlU/s400/IMG_0115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random-ness by Kenges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF74TgdiQI/AAAAAAAAAGU/gDBGWub71wg/s1600-h/IMG_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269629246239508738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF74TgdiQI/AAAAAAAAAGU/gDBGWub71wg/s400/IMG_0114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another random one by Kenges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF7afWnyDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ZE1w08wbGCk/s1600-h/IMG_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269628734023387186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF7afWnyDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ZE1w08wbGCk/s400/IMG_0113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Top : Kishen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bottom : Juliana , Yew Joe , Shan Hoe , Sze Mei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF62KFB3FI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vZKrt220Ld8/s1600-h/IMG_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269628109837163602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF62KFB3FI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vZKrt220Ld8/s400/IMG_0112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blur-ness (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF6Ys0bC1I/AAAAAAAAAF8/e3KVyGcJ4I4/s1600-h/IMG_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269627603766676306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF6Ys0bC1I/AAAAAAAAAF8/e3KVyGcJ4I4/s400/IMG_0111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kenges and her cute lala pose ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF5xzXEKnI/AAAAAAAAAF0/VfN8B0i8HAE/s1600-h/IMG_0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269626935507692146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF5xzXEKnI/AAAAAAAAAF0/VfN8B0i8HAE/s400/IMG_0109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HotShotSarah &amp;amp;&amp;amp; DrunkardShanHoe (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF5L9B6vhI/AAAAAAAAAFs/dNRDHBmTrq0/s1600-h/IMG_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269626285268319762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF5L9B6vhI/AAAAAAAAAFs/dNRDHBmTrq0/s400/IMG_0108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kenges &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Shan Hoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF4VHLHfhI/AAAAAAAAAFc/oTSAjbRXRRE/s1600-h/IMG_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269625343098453522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF4VHLHfhI/AAAAAAAAAFc/oTSAjbRXRRE/s400/IMG_0106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sze Mei-the-girl-whose-dad-got-married-again (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF4AS46vLI/AAAAAAAAAFU/zHEk78ExSFY/s1600-h/IMG_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269624985466092722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF4AS46vLI/AAAAAAAAAFU/zHEk78ExSFY/s400/IMG_0105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Camwhores (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF3mzW50YI/AAAAAAAAAFM/V11Heifd-dw/s1600-h/IMG_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269624547505197442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF3mzW50YI/AAAAAAAAAFM/V11Heifd-dw/s400/IMG_0104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YJ ; Ju ; SH ; Keng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF3GKrU-zI/AAAAAAAAAFE/xk5u8CzCSTA/s1600-h/IMG_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269623986829196082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF3GKrU-zI/AAAAAAAAAFE/xk5u8CzCSTA/s400/IMG_0103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joe ; Keng ; Kishen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF2jj649GI/AAAAAAAAAE8/iuXnAPG5ceQ/s1600-h/IMG_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269623392309933154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF2jj649GI/AAAAAAAAAE8/iuXnAPG5ceQ/s400/IMG_0102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joe &amp;amp; me ;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF2SF-5bhI/AAAAAAAAAE0/MbScOtkfI98/s1600-h/IMG_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269623092215901714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF2SF-5bhI/AAAAAAAAAE0/MbScOtkfI98/s400/IMG_0100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With Sarah ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Ignore me, I look retarded) ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF17uLkA0I/AAAAAAAAAEs/VrYi0kzGvc0/s1600-h/IMG_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269622707869451074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF17uLkA0I/AAAAAAAAAEs/VrYi0kzGvc0/s400/IMG_0099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My darling dear sweetheart Divyaa&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF1h9PNvaI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Es3cHXOLHCY/s1600-h/IMG_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269622265234701730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF1h9PNvaI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Es3cHXOLHCY/s400/IMG_0098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sze Mei (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yeah , she was drunk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF1NmnQoJI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ehnjVPo3hkk/s1600-h/IMG_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269621915564155026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF1NmnQoJI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ehnjVPo3hkk/s400/IMG_0097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ke Juin ; Christine ; Ai Juin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF07ar0FMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lWDWC1i-qsk/s1600-h/IMG_0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269621603124384962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF07ar0FMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lWDWC1i-qsk/s400/IMG_0096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drinking red wine (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF0p43Tl1I/AAAAAAAAAEM/JOZVsgyiBsA/s1600-h/IMG_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269621301988005714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF0p43Tl1I/AAAAAAAAAEM/JOZVsgyiBsA/s400/IMG_0095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sze Mei ; Keng ; Ju&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF0XNyRi2I/AAAAAAAAAEE/1Sy46nATlkk/s1600-h/IMG_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269620981186530146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF0XNyRi2I/AAAAAAAAAEE/1Sy46nATlkk/s400/IMG_0094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Awww , isn't she a sweetheart ? ;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF0ADIWxDI/AAAAAAAAAD8/LNgTKpbBvsU/s1600-h/IMG_0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269620583189365810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF0ADIWxDI/AAAAAAAAAD8/LNgTKpbBvsU/s400/IMG_0093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSFzhcCK47I/AAAAAAAAAD0/LBDPCE2Qg4s/s1600-h/IMG_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269620057298363314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSFzhcCK47I/AAAAAAAAAD0/LBDPCE2Qg4s/s400/IMG_0092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She's absolutely adorable in this pictureeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSFzWSCM5WI/AAAAAAAAADs/ODjFtRg6l-0/s1600-h/IMG_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269619865635579234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSFzWSCM5WI/AAAAAAAAADs/ODjFtRg6l-0/s400/IMG_0091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSFy28N8P-I/AAAAAAAAADk/m1Kcu6Ysg1o/s1600-h/IMG_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269619327203295202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSFy28N8P-I/AAAAAAAAADk/m1Kcu6Ysg1o/s400/IMG_0090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Red wine (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSFyrBWIfQI/AAAAAAAAADc/_-poinbw17I/s1600-h/IMG_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269619122421398786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSFyrBWIfQI/AAAAAAAAADc/_-poinbw17I/s400/IMG_0089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Candid ;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSFyY5h3AdI/AAAAAAAAADU/tejP_vYIyV4/s1600-h/IMG_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269618811085455826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSFyY5h3AdI/AAAAAAAAADU/tejP_vYIyV4/s400/IMG_0088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSFyKH8MuRI/AAAAAAAAADM/YAW-xFApwJw/s1600-h/IMG_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269618557255989522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSFyKH8MuRI/AAAAAAAAADM/YAW-xFApwJw/s400/IMG_0087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSFx2jHLeBI/AAAAAAAAADE/d47jd_YkEyw/s1600-h/IMG_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269618220952418322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSFx2jHLeBI/AAAAAAAAADE/d47jd_YkEyw/s400/IMG_0086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Food ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSFxjiPWAdI/AAAAAAAAAC8/GxVQnIdT4R8/s1600-h/IMG_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269617894300713426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSFxjiPWAdI/AAAAAAAAAC8/GxVQnIdT4R8/s400/IMG_0085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSFxMJJ_GOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/gb9-l9DpX1U/s1600-h/IMG_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269617492430362850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSFxMJJ_GOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/gb9-l9DpX1U/s400/IMG_0084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shan Hoe says : "So, what's next on the menu?" ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSFxBeBzyLI/AAAAAAAAACs/WbgMp_IaTxY/s1600-h/IMG_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269617309054650546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSFxBeBzyLI/AAAAAAAAACs/WbgMp_IaTxY/s400/IMG_0083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SarahDivyaaKenges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSFwmxjVSkI/AAAAAAAAACk/bYwCZylA51M/s1600-h/IMG_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269616850439064130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSFwmxjVSkI/AAAAAAAAACk/bYwCZylA51M/s400/IMG_0082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269616034186565538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSFv3Qxkl6I/AAAAAAAAACU/ngVJ2YnlBio/s400/IMG_0080.JPG" border="0" /&gt; He's emo when he's hungry, happy when he's eating (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269616433065859330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSFwOetzmQI/AAAAAAAAACc/CU0R-y5m1wQ/s400/IMG_0081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Beer , red wine , abalone and fried rice (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah, so we're underaged and we got drunk. But it's not like no other teens do what we do. We're teens, we cause trouble. We're curious. We fall in love. We hang out when we're bored. &lt;s&gt;We do headbangs!&lt;/s&gt; Okay, maybe not. :D Signing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-5407269060618596434?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/5407269060618596434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=5407269060618596434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/5407269060618596434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/5407269060618596434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-yello-mello-wello-d-sorry-for-not.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SSF9iOB6u_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/H1RMarFMUrc/s72-c/IMG_0079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990785569970463622.post-4406819654392398106</id><published>2008-11-13T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:05:12.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soft spoken ; never heard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dedicated to whoever-it-wants-to-be-dedicated-to (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What happens when you lose control&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When the future has yet to start ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What happens when you're still in love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But time rips you apart ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is there even an answer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For when love is not enough?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When the world must move on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who decided I'd be that tough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-4406819654392398106?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/4406819654392398106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=4406819654392398106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/4406819654392398106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/4406819654392398106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/11/soft-spoken-never-heard.html' title='Soft spoken ; never heard'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-7034410098866715986</id><published>2008-11-13T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:08:38.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was &lt;strong&gt;awesome &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to OU today with Bee, Adam and &lt;em&gt;sor lou &lt;/em&gt;Leon and his friend, Mark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Actually saw Leon &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;face-to-face&lt;/span&gt; for the 1st time ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watched Madagascar 2 : Escape to Africa (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Overall it was a funny movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But there were too many adverts before the show started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before the movie even started I've already drank half of my&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;super duper large&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Coke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So if you're running late, don't worry. You've got &lt;em&gt;plenty&lt;/em&gt; of time (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the movie, Adam had to run off with his girlfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Left me and Bee with Leon and Mark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went walking around OU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That part was kinda &lt;s&gt;boring&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blame Leon, 'cause he didn't wanna sponsor us &lt;em&gt;yam cha&lt;/em&gt; x3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ended up at the bowling alley, watched the 2 guys play snooker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tembak tak masuk !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ;P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then Bee and I had to leave kinda early ; her mum expects her to be home by 4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But we were still kinda late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't worry Bee, maybe next time (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And remember to sleepover someday! ;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had a really great time with you guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's go out again some other time (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;xoxoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-7034410098866715986?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/7034410098866715986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=7034410098866715986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/7034410098866715986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/7034410098866715986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-was-awesome-d-went-to-ou-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-8738943541511613908</id><published>2008-11-12T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:33:34.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dots (;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Confused&lt;/s&gt;, maybe ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;IDK what're you trying to say. If that post somehow refers to me. Whatever it is, I'm &lt;u&gt;flabbergasted&lt;/u&gt; ;3 It's just that weird feeling. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Can't eat, can't sleep, o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ver the fence, reach for the stars, world series kinda thing&lt;/span&gt;. Nobody can ever understand it. Heck, I myself don't know what I'm crapping about x3 Anyways, right now I'm in a&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;guitar-fanatic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;sensation :D I won't tell you why. And my room's being refurbished *cheers out loud ;3 Finally, I can be proud of my own room. TEEHEEHEEEE. Alrights, nothing else to say. Signing off for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hearts !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;♥♥♥&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥♥&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;♥♥&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;s ;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-8738943541511613908?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/8738943541511613908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=8738943541511613908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/8738943541511613908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/8738943541511613908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/11/dots.html' title='Dots (;'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-4972882703467831889</id><published>2008-11-08T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:12:08.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>with love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks to Su Wen (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cause without her, I wouldn't be here any longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As you've noticed, I haven't been blogging for some time now. Noone knows why. Except for some. And I don't really care about that. Anyways, back to blogging. Yes, the tags (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1.The last person to tag you is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anastasia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Your 5 impressions towards him/her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pretty, wise, friendly, outgoing, sweet and did i mention pretty?&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. The most memorable thing that he/she has ever done for you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Gave me advice? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;x3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. The most memorable words that he/she has say to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LOL. Ain't telling you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. If he/she becomes your lover, you will...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm not a lesbo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. If he/she becomes your enemy, you will...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Won't happen, she's too nice! &lt;/span&gt;x3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8. If he/she becomes your lover, he/she has to improve on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Like I said, won't happen (she has a boyfriend, like &lt;strong&gt;duh&lt;/strong&gt;!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9. If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;'Cause I'm too clingy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10. The most desirable things to do for him/her is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Meet her!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11. Overall impression towards him/her is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wonderful person&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;12. How do you think the people around you will feel about you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I don't care, how does that sound?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;13. The character of you for yourself is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1 word. Different&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;14. On contrary, the character you hate of yourself is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Too much of a perfectionist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;That's easy. Jessica Alba!&lt;/span&gt; ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;16. For the person who cares and likes you, say something about them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ILY dearies&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;17. Bra or panties?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Both?&lt;/span&gt; x3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;18. Chocolate or ice-cream?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Both!&lt;/span&gt; (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;19. 10 people to tag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;1. Anastasia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;2. KSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;3. Josephine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;4. Nicholas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;5. JeAnne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;6. Su Wen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;7. Wen Ting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;8. Bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;9. Adam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;10. Karina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;20. Who is number 2 having a relationship with?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Just kidding. It's Amanda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;21. Is 3 a male or a female?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;22. If number 7 and 10 got together, would that be a good thing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Won't happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;23. How about 5 and 8?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;24. What is number 1 studying about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;25. When was the last time you had a chat with them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Not sure&lt;/span&gt; (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;26. Is number 4 single?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt; (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;27. Say something about number 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ILY gor &lt;/span&gt;(;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Dai sek person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;28. What do you think about number 3 and 6 being together?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Heck no!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;29. Describe number 9.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Gila babi&lt;/span&gt; (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;30. What will you do if number 6 and 7 fights?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Don't know each other&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-4972882703467831889?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/4972882703467831889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=4972882703467831889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/4972882703467831889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/4972882703467831889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/11/with-love.html' title='with love'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-1267824159873003306</id><published>2008-11-02T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T21:07:17.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SQ2m1rXCMHI/AAAAAAAAACM/YWSNwoJEPYw/s1600-h/ICONATOR_784313d599d95f616b220aafc9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264046980568592498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SQ2m1rXCMHI/AAAAAAAAACM/YWSNwoJEPYw/s400/ICONATOR_784313d599d95f616b220aafc9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;solitary moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sometimes I just don't get it. You know that feeling, when you felt like you can trust one particular person with just about &lt;u&gt;everything&lt;/u&gt; going on in your life, 'cause you both share the same feelings? Then the next thing you know, that person sort of ruined you with just about anything he/she says? Yeah, that feeling somehow screwed me up. And I can't take it anymore. I don't even know how to put it in words. I can't comprehend why I thought you turned out to be someone I truly &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;cherished&lt;/span&gt;, and a moment too soon, your words felt like a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;knife&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Maybe I'm to blame ; or maybe we're the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&amp;amp; that made me learn to hate you, or hate myself for letting it pass by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I started believing in &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;fairytales&lt;/span&gt;, but I guess these things were never meant to be. I guess I let my fantasies get a hold of me. Maybe it's time to&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-1267824159873003306?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/1267824159873003306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=1267824159873003306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/1267824159873003306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/1267824159873003306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/11/solitary-moments-sometimes-i-just-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SQ2m1rXCMHI/AAAAAAAAACM/YWSNwoJEPYw/s72-c/ICONATOR_784313d599d95f616b220aafc9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990785569970463622.post-4273367745667139167</id><published>2008-11-01T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T21:25:09.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Decided not to blog about the trilogy ; due to some 'problems'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kinda lazy to blog today too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Signing off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-4273367745667139167?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/4273367745667139167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=4273367745667139167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/4273367745667139167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/4273367745667139167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/11/decided-not-to-blog-about-trilogy-due.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-2491369870725676773</id><published>2008-10-30T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T23:46:42.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tagged by KSE gor (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Do you think you're hot ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;As in temperature wise, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2) Upload your favourite picture of you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Already did ; *points left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3) Why do you like that picture ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I don't know ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4) When was the last time you ate pizza ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Can't remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5) The last song you listen to ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Secondhand Serenade - Vulnerable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6) What are you doing right now besides this? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Doing the tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7) What name would you prefer besides yours ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;P &amp;amp; C ; ain't telling you (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;People to tag&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i) KSE (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ii) Karina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;iii) Yap Song Yuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;iv) Josephine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;v) Wymann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8) Who is number one ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Koh Sze En&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9) Number three is having a relationship with ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nobody ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10) Say something about number five ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;He owes me my Starbucks &amp;amp; Baskin Robins !&lt;/span&gt; ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11) How about number four ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday, Jo !&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;*hugs !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;12) Who is number two ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Karina (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-2491369870725676773?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/2491369870725676773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=2491369870725676773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/2491369870725676773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/2491369870725676773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagged-by-kse-gor-1-do-you-think-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-4015581708766171596</id><published>2008-10-30T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T23:15:50.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i am lazy ; just plain lazy ; super lazy&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know I promised to post the trilogy about the trip to Perak, but I'm feeling lazy. The pictures are in my phone and the camera ; so how am I supposed to do all this in 10 mins max? LOL. Neverminddd ; will do it some other time. &lt;s&gt;Or maybe not&lt;/s&gt;. Signing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;`xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-4015581708766171596?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/4015581708766171596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=4015581708766171596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/4015581708766171596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/4015581708766171596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-lazy-just-plain-lazy-super-lazy-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-3932093512482896977</id><published>2008-10-30T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T22:53:43.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged by wymann</title><content type='html'>Dear &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Karina&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this, but &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll join the monastery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. I think I realized it when &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;we skinny dipped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;in your camping car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; and I saw you &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;carve your initials onto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Manchester United's goalkeeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. I'm sure you're &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;masochistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; enough to understand &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;that Santa doesn't exist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. I'm returning &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the cut toenails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; to you, but I'll keep &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;the results of your blood sample&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; as a memory. You should also know that I &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;am better off without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Oprah Winfrey imitations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;In pain&lt;/span&gt;, Juliana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear (the last person who left a comment on your Journal). I don't really know how to tell you this, but ___1___. I think I realized it when ___2___ ___3___ and I saw you ___4___ ___5___. I'm sure you're ___6___ enough to understand ___7___. I'm returning ___8___ to you, but I'll keep ___9___ as a memory. You should also know that I ___10___ ___11___.___12___,-Your name-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;What's the color of your shirt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue - Our romance is over&lt;br /&gt;Red - Our affair is over&lt;br /&gt;White - I'll join the monastery&lt;br /&gt;Black - I dislike you&lt;br /&gt;Green - Our horoscope doesn't match&lt;br /&gt;Grey - You're a pervert&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - I'm selling myself&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Your nostrils are insulting&lt;br /&gt;Brown - The mafia wants you&lt;br /&gt;No shirt - You're a loser&lt;br /&gt;Other - I'm in love with your sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Which is your birth month?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January - That night&lt;br /&gt;February - Last year&lt;br /&gt;March - When your dwarf bit me&lt;br /&gt;April - When I tripped on sesame seeds&lt;br /&gt;May - First of May&lt;br /&gt;June - When you put cuffs on me&lt;br /&gt;July - When I threw up&lt;br /&gt;August - When I saw the shrunken head&lt;br /&gt;September - When we skinny dipped&lt;br /&gt;October - When I quoted Santa&lt;br /&gt;November - When your dog ran amok&lt;br /&gt;December - When I changed tennis shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Which food do you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tacos - In your apartment&lt;br /&gt;Pizza - In your camping car&lt;br /&gt;Pasta - Outside of Chicago&lt;br /&gt;Hamburgers - Under the bus&lt;br /&gt;Salad - As you ate enchilada&lt;br /&gt;Chicken - In your closet&lt;br /&gt;Kebab - With Paris Hilton&lt;br /&gt;Fish - In women's clothing&lt;br /&gt;Sandwiches - At the Hare Krishna graduation&lt;br /&gt;Lasagna - At the mental hospital&lt;br /&gt;Hot dog - Under a state of trance&lt;br /&gt;None of the above - With George Bush and his wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;What's the color of your socks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Hit on&lt;br /&gt;Red - Insult&lt;br /&gt;Black - Ignore&lt;br /&gt;Blue - Knock out&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Pour syrup on&lt;br /&gt;White - Carve your initials into&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Pull the clothes off&lt;br /&gt;Brown - Put leeches on&lt;br /&gt;Orange - Castrate&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Pull the toupee off&lt;br /&gt;Barefoot - Sit on&lt;br /&gt;Other - Drive out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;What's the color of your underwear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black - My best friend&lt;br /&gt;White - My father&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Bill Clinton&lt;br /&gt;Brown - My fart balloon&lt;br /&gt;Purple - My mustard soufflé&lt;br /&gt;Red - Donald Duck&lt;br /&gt;Blue - My avocado plant&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - My penpal in Ghana&lt;br /&gt;Orange - My Kid Rock-collection&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Manchester United's goalkeeper&lt;br /&gt;None - My John F. Kennedy-statue&lt;br /&gt;Other - The crazy monk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;What do you prefer to watch on TV?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrubs - Man&lt;br /&gt;O.C. - Emotional&lt;br /&gt;One Tree Hill - Open&lt;br /&gt;Heroes - Frostbitten&lt;br /&gt;Lost - High&lt;br /&gt;House - Scared&lt;br /&gt;Simpsons - Cowardly&lt;br /&gt;The news - Mongolic&lt;br /&gt;American Idol - Masochistic&lt;br /&gt;Family Guy - Senile&lt;br /&gt;Top Model - Middle-class&lt;br /&gt;None of the above - Ashamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Your mood right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy - How awful I've felt&lt;br /&gt;Sad - How boring you are&lt;br /&gt;Bored - That Santa doesn't exist&lt;br /&gt;Angry - That your pimples are at the last stage&lt;br /&gt;Depressed - That we're cousins&lt;br /&gt;Excited - That there is no solution to this&lt;br /&gt;Nervous - The middle-east&lt;br /&gt;Worried - That your Honda sucks&lt;br /&gt;Apathetic - That I did a sex-change&lt;br /&gt;Ashamed - That I'm allergic to your hamster&lt;br /&gt;Cuddly - That I get turned on by garbage men&lt;br /&gt;Overjoyous - That I'm open&lt;br /&gt;Other - That Extreme Home Makeover sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;What's the color of your walls in your bedroom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White - Your ring&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Your love letters&lt;br /&gt;Red - Your Darth Vader poster&lt;br /&gt;Black - Your tame stone&lt;br /&gt;Blue - The couch cushions&lt;br /&gt;Green - The pictures from LA&lt;br /&gt;Orange - Your false teeth&lt;br /&gt;Brown - Your contact book&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Our matching Snoopy-bibs&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Your old lottery coupons&lt;br /&gt;Pink - The cut toenails&lt;br /&gt;Other - Your memories from the military service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;The first letter of your first name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A/B - Your photo&lt;br /&gt;C/D - The oil stocks&lt;br /&gt;E/F - Your neighbour Martin&lt;br /&gt;G/H - My virginity&lt;br /&gt;I/J - The results of your blood-sample&lt;br /&gt;K/L - Your left ear&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Your suicide note&lt;br /&gt;O/P - My common sense&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Your mom&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Your collection of butterflies&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Your criminal record&lt;br /&gt;W/X - David's tricot outfits&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z - Your grades from college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;The last letter in your last name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A/B - Always will remember&lt;br /&gt;C/D - Never will forget&lt;br /&gt;E/F - Always wanted to break&lt;br /&gt;G/H - Never openly mocked&lt;br /&gt;I/J - Always have felt dirty before&lt;br /&gt;K/L - Will tell the authorities about&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Told in my confession today about&lt;br /&gt;O/P - Was interviewed by the Times about&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Told my psychiatrist about&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Get sick when I think of&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Always will try to forget&lt;br /&gt;W/X - Am better off without&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z - Never liked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;What do you prefer to drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water- Our friendship&lt;br /&gt;Beer - Senility&lt;br /&gt;Soft drink - A new life as a clone&lt;br /&gt;Soda - The incarnation as an eskimo&lt;br /&gt;Milk - The apartment building&lt;br /&gt;Wine - Cocaine abuse&lt;br /&gt;Cider - A passionate interest for mice&lt;br /&gt;Juice - Oprah Winfrey imitations&lt;br /&gt;Mineral water - Embarrassing rash&lt;br /&gt;Hot chocolate - Eggplant-fetishism&lt;br /&gt;Whisky - To ruin the second world war&lt;br /&gt;Other - To hate the Boston Celtics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thailand - Warm regards&lt;br /&gt;USA - Best regards&lt;br /&gt;England - Good luck on your short-term leave from jail&lt;br /&gt;Spain - Go and drown yourself&lt;br /&gt;China - Disgusting regards&lt;br /&gt;Germany - With ease&lt;br /&gt;Japan - Go burn&lt;br /&gt;Greece - Your everlasting enemy&lt;br /&gt;Australia - Greetings to your frog Leonard&lt;br /&gt;Egypt - Fuck off now&lt;br /&gt;France - In pain&lt;br /&gt;Other - Greetings to your freaky family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is adorable ;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; I tag &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;everybody&lt;/span&gt; who reads this post ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;`xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-3932093512482896977?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/3932093512482896977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=3932093512482896977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/3932093512482896977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/3932093512482896977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/10/dear-karina-i-dont-really-know-how-to.html' title='tagged by wymann'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-1473954450916620809</id><published>2008-10-29T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T23:10:05.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the linkie to my heart (;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KOH SZE EN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(upon request)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This person here so 'gan jeong' about me writing a post about him. Requested ; so here it goes. BTW, please excuse me if this post is too random ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 word. 16. Also another "unique" person that can only be found in &lt;strong&gt;MALURI&lt;/strong&gt; (: Emo-fied dude, but he's actually a &lt;s&gt;really really really&lt;/s&gt; nice person. Very '&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;dai sek&lt;/span&gt;' big brother, but loves to bully me in school. He says pinching my cheeks are a way of showing that he loves his little sister *laughs out loud*. Somehow he always manages to &lt;em&gt;pujuk&lt;/em&gt; me back. He's so random. Really random. Very "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;handsome/good looking&lt;/span&gt;" *coughs* and TALL &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;but skinny&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;/span&gt; And so, if you're wondering whether he's single, &lt;u&gt;he's not&lt;/u&gt;. Too bad ; he loves his dear Amanda (; He may not be good in studies &lt;em&gt;(wonders how can he possibly get into 4B),&lt;/em&gt; but he's a good basketball player. All in all, he's a real great friend ; a good gor (: Loves and sayangs KSE gor to bits &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262585547404326770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SQh1rEkjt3I/AAAAAAAAACE/fbaga3rH1EU/s400/SP_A0214ae.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isn't he "adorable" ? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;` xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-1473954450916620809?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/1473954450916620809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=1473954450916620809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/1473954450916620809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/1473954450916620809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/10/linkie-to-my-heart.html' title='the linkie to my heart (;'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SQh1rEkjt3I/AAAAAAAAACE/fbaga3rH1EU/s72-c/SP_A0214ae.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990785569970463622.post-1714317647585310505</id><published>2008-10-29T20:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T21:21:25.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;BACK ; BACK BACK ; BACK BACK BACK&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know you missed me&lt;/em&gt; (; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Finally, back from Perak. Glad to be home. Now. Kinda wiped out, been travelling the whole day. However, the trilogy of my so called "vacation" will be posted tomorrow (: Pictures included! ;D So don't despair ; wait until tomorrow. Signing off now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥'s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;` xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-1714317647585310505?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/1714317647585310505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=1714317647585310505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/1714317647585310505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/1714317647585310505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-back-back-back-back-back-d-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-2498070034665663946</id><published>2008-10-26T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T15:14:06.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SQPYtBeo-sI/AAAAAAAAAB8/SatHDK7XhuI/s1600-h/Heart%2520Broken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261287057701534402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SQPYtBeo-sI/AAAAAAAAAB8/SatHDK7XhuI/s400/Heart%2520Broken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Going to uncle's house in a few hours. Fidgeting restlessly now. And FYI, this will be my &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;last post&lt;/span&gt; till Wednesay. Leaving for Perak tomorrow. I'd so totally love you if you messaged me before I go. &lt;em&gt;But that's just me dreaming. &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Anyway, feeling kinda emo. So I don't really have much to talk about. Why? I guess only &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;those few &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;important people in my life know what's going on. And to whoever it may concern ; if you're reading this. I'm just letting you know. There ain't no way that I'm giving up &lt;s&gt;yet&lt;/s&gt;. And I &lt;strong&gt;mean&lt;/strong&gt; it. &lt;em&gt;You can give &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;all the reasons in the world&lt;/span&gt; why we can't be together but I'm just as &lt;u&gt;stubborn&lt;/u&gt; as you are. &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;You can go to the ends of the Earth and I'd still never listen to a word you say. I'm &lt;s&gt;sorry&lt;/s&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;not sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for saying this either. So there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-2498070034665663946?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/2498070034665663946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=2498070034665663946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/2498070034665663946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/2498070034665663946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/10/maybe-its-just-me-going-to-uncles-house.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SQPYtBeo-sI/AAAAAAAAAB8/SatHDK7XhuI/s72-c/Heart%2520Broken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990785569970463622.post-8371382973579856830</id><published>2008-10-25T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T15:15:35.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breaking down ; I need you like the ocean needs their tide</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;What is the point of loving someone when they don't even fight for what they believe in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can't stop ; just not yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's not enough by just saying sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm falling so fast now ; and I can't find your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;After what we've been through ; was it just a waste of time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And there is yet so much to prove ; so why give up so soon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can't go on without you ; I need you just to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;There's no turning back for us now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Didn't wanna need you so bad ; didn't wanna need anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But it's too late for us to stop now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Now look what you've done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can't fake it ; I'm not strong enough without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ILY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-8371382973579856830?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/8371382973579856830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=8371382973579856830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/8371382973579856830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/8371382973579856830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/10/breaking-down.html' title='breaking down ; I need you like the ocean needs their tide'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-5125500119138297371</id><published>2008-10-25T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T22:35:44.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just walk away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Currently packing. Shoving in everything I can into the bags :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6 sets of clothes, check. Mp4, check. Handphone, check. A big fluffy pillow, check. Junkies, check. Toiletries, check. Sneakers and slippers, check. And &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;most importantly&lt;/span&gt;, the camera :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ZIP . Done . 'Nuff said .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, still waiting. 2 days and counting! Wonder if Trisha's coming with us. Anyways. I've already been to Lumut, Perak. So this particular vacation there wouldn't be any different. Diverting topic. Looking forward to tomorrow. 'Cause mum will be taking me to uncle's house. And I can finally get my hands on that guitar! *&lt;em&gt;Shouts and jumps for joy!&lt;/em&gt;* When I do, I'd have to tune it, and maybe get those nylon strings replaced. And soon you'll see me rockin' and jamming to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Secondhand Serenade's&lt;/span&gt; songs! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BTW, went for a jog. Ran/jogged a couple of rounds. Felt so goooooddddd (: (Note to self : Lose 2 kgs by the end of 2008) I kinda missed Syazana's Raya Open House. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I'm sorry dearie, just had lots to do lately. Maybe next year (: &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Feeling kinda exhausted. Signing off now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;` xoxoxoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-5125500119138297371?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/5125500119138297371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=5125500119138297371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/5125500119138297371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/5125500119138297371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-walk-away.html' title='just walk away'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-5525249403458473460</id><published>2008-10-24T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T19:46:37.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a diamond in the rough</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nicholas Yap Song Yuan (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Referring to the name above, I guess you can say that I'm gonna write an entire post all about him (: (&lt;em&gt;Better be grateful for this, bro&lt;/em&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He's just about any guy you can find in the streets. Or more likely, in &lt;u&gt;MALURI&lt;/u&gt; ;D Random at times, very friendly and sociable. Often forgetful. He loves anime and adores anything that has to do with DotA, Warcraft, Final Fantasy, etc etc. A &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;great friend&lt;/span&gt;, he was always there whenever I needed him. Be it through the good and the bad times, or sometimes just to help me with Maths and Science. A smart guy, sometimes &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;ego-istic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. And when he's angry, he tends to shout. He's sensitive, in a way. Doesn't exactly show how he really feels, no matter how much he dislikes that particular person or subject. He keeps them bottled up. More likely to be labelled an emo guy by me (: Patient and caring ; always tolerant anough to listen to me ranting or venting about my loved ones ; problems and so on. Appreciates the little things that people do for him. He has loads of manga that I like to read too! ;D Used to be a very famous opera singer in primary school x3 He writes really good poems and quotes. And so, if you ever happen to be looking for poems to express your feelings to your loved ones, he's the one to find :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He's a real good guitar player. Classical, 'cause he's the &lt;strong&gt;romantic&lt;/strong&gt; type (: And somehow, he managed to play my &lt;em&gt;very very very&lt;/em&gt; favourite song '&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Vulnerable&lt;/span&gt;' by &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Secondhand Serenade&lt;/span&gt; *screams!*. Well, it may just be the intro part of the song, but he did GREAT (: I'm hoping he would teach me guitar someday in the near future :D Overall he's a lovable fellow ;D And me, as a 'so-called-sister', loves him to&lt;em&gt; itsy-bitsy&lt;/em&gt; pieces ;3 And if you're reading this Nicky, always remember, no matter how much I dislike the imperfections in you, you'll always be my favourite brother in the whole wide world (: Love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥♥♥♥&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;xoxoxoxo !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-5525249403458473460?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/5525249403458473460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=5525249403458473460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/5525249403458473460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/5525249403458473460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/10/diamond-in-rough.html' title='a diamond in the rough'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-3936038883737727630</id><published>2008-10-24T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T23:54:04.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stay close ; don't go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SQGYfb_6tHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/9XULCjOn2R4/s1600-h/love-u.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260653505604662386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SQGYfb_6tHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/9XULCjOn2R4/s400/love-u.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;try your hardest to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;remember&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The day got off with a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bad start&lt;/span&gt;. Mum kinda woke me up an hour earlier than I was supposed to by &lt;strong&gt;mistake&lt;/strong&gt;. And she told me this a little too late ; right after I got dressed. Sighhh. So I went to nap on the couch, just couldn't move a muscle anymore. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've a feeling I'm gonna get super duper large eyebags soon. &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Woke up an hour later ; rushed upstairs to tie my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;unkempt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; hair. Snuck my mp4 into my pocket, ran down to have a light breakfast. Then off to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;School was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BORING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;thank &lt;strong&gt;GOD &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yap and Shanae brought their guitars (: And so, Shahrul began his antics by grabbing Shanae's guitar and started jamming with Joel. Mannn he's real good at strumming. Really good. Super. Duper. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Okayy I should shut up now&lt;/span&gt; ;D Shah can play just about any song there is. I envy this dude. In a &lt;em&gt;good way&lt;/em&gt;, though. I was so &lt;em&gt;intrigued&lt;/em&gt; by Joel and Shahrul's skills that time flew so fast. And heck, it was already recess. That's as good as it gets. Music really does make you &lt;em&gt;lose sense&lt;/em&gt; of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;u&gt;LITERALLY&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; After recess, they started jamming again. Everybody else just sat there &lt;s&gt;dumbfounded&lt;/s&gt; AWESTRUCK. When will I be able to play like that? &lt;em&gt;Darn it&lt;/em&gt;. I didn't realise how long they were jamming. Possibly a few hours. Then the bell rang again. Time to go homeeee! But somehow I wish I could stay longer and listen to both of them play. It was just totally awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Came home. Mum reminded me that I had dental appointment. &lt;em&gt;Rats!&lt;/em&gt; Forgot about that. About an hour later, mum and I headed off for the dental clinic all the way in Damansara. Waited there for 15 minutes before the dentist does his usual drill, checking my pearly whites and somehow always manages to &lt;em&gt;violently&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sabotage&lt;/span&gt; my poor gums without fail. &lt;strong&gt;Everytime&lt;/strong&gt;. I &lt;em&gt;so so so so&lt;/em&gt; hate him. And now I'm in real need of painkillers. They hurt so bad. But look on the bright side, going to Perak in 3 days! (: Going with the uncles, aunties, &lt;em&gt;ah ma&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;ah kong&lt;/em&gt;, cousins, nieces, nephews, monkeys and baboons ;D Sweet vacation, here I come! And to top it off, I'm going to &lt;em&gt;borrow &lt;/em&gt;my uncle's guitar tomorrow. 'Cause in November, I'll be starting my guitar class :D Now I'm getting hyped up. Wheeeee! x3 Signing off for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;`&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; x&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;x&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;x&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;o&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;♥♥&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-3936038883737727630?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/3936038883737727630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=3936038883737727630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/3936038883737727630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/3936038883737727630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/10/try-your-hardest-to-remember-day-got.html' title='stay close ; don&apos;t go'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v05j65wIfoo/SQGYfb_6tHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/9XULCjOn2R4/s72-c/love-u.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-990785569970463622.post-3806316237886620078</id><published>2008-10-23T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T21:31:42.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>he was all i ever wanted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Confused ; lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I recalled the moment when he said he fell for me. But maybe that was just my imagination. The whole truth seems to be written all over his blog. And I guess this was his little game of '&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;hide and seek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;'. I had lots of fun playing these games with you, but you've taken things a little too far. 'Cause you told me you fell for me, and the next moment you didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I guess this wasn't meant to be ; you and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-3806316237886620078?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/3806316237886620078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=3806316237886620078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/3806316237886620078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/3806316237886620078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/10/he-was-all-i-ever-wanted.html' title='he was all i ever wanted'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-7784147732673911432</id><published>2008-10-22T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T21:08:25.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taggies (;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;as tagged by wymann liew&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01] Name : &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Juliana (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02] Nickname : &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Ju ; Nana ; Julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03] Married : &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Nope , too young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04] Zodiac Sign : &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Virgo ; Rooster ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05] Gender : &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Femaleee babeyh !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06] Age : &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07] High School : &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SMK Taman Bukit Maluri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08] College : &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Not yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09] Height : &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;161 cm ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10] Weight : &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Didn't check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11] Do you like yourself : &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Lovin' it (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12] Piercings : &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;One on each ear (trying to get more ! :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13] Right or left : &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Like I said , 1 each&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14] Are you a freak : &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Don't know ; don't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15] Hair : &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Black , maybe dark brown (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16] Skin : &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Moderate ; maybe tanned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17] Allergic : &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18] What are you doing now : &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Chatting ; doing tags ; listening to music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19] What will you do 1 hour later : &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;SLEEP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20] What will you do 10 years later : &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Depends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21] Live with : &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22] Siblings : &lt;strong&gt;None&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23] Eldest : &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24] Youngest : &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25] Love/hate your family : &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I love them (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26] You found your another half : &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Errr . Not sure (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27] If yes, who is he/she : &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;LOL ain't telling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28] If no, who you want he/she to be : &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Stop with the stupid questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29] Time(s) you in relationship : &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Heck no , ain't telling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30] Ever woo-ed a boy/girl : &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31] Anyone woo-ed you before : &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Yeah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32] Did anything wrong to your other half : &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Stop it with the half&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33] What was/were the wrong you had done : &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Why must I tell ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34] Ever argue with your other half : &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No half means no half laaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35] You with your other half : &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;No other half !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36] Are you straight/lesbo : &lt;strong&gt;Straight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37] Reasons you love your other half : &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Don't have a half&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38] You and your other half in which stage : &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;No other half , no stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39] You woo-ed him/her or he/she woo-ed you : &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;A bit of both , maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40] Ever think of marry he/she : &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Didn't go that far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41] Your first best friend :&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Poh Choo ! Or was it Ade (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42] Your first enemy : &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Can't recall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43] The friend you love the most : &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Too many sweethearts&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44] The enemy you hate the most : &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Can't remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45] Your most beautiful girl friend : &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Too many hawteyhs (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46] Your most handsome guy friend : &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Uhmm . Won't tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47] The kind of girl you hate the most : &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I can't say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48] The kind of boy you hate the most : &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Arrogant dudes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49] You fall in love with your close friend before : &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh yeah , one too many times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50] Your best friend is your ex-lover : &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51] If your friend back stabbed you : &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Who the hell cares ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52] If your friend betray you : &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Screw that person up ? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53] If your friend woo your lover : &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Same thing all over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54] If your friend fall in love with you : &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Let it be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55] If you fall in love with your best friend : &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We'll see what happens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56] Are you a good student : &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;At times (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57] You always done your homeworks/assignments : &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Most of the time ; after PMR , screw it ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58] The teacher/tutor you love the most : &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pn. Hamidah ; Pn. Mani ; Ms. Lisa ! (: ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59] Always late to school/college : &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Heck no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60] Your class : &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;3B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61] You love your senior : &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Not sure ; doubt so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62] Senior who you love the most : &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63] Your classmates good/bad : &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;1 word . BABOONS (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64] Excellent result classmate : &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Apa English ni ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65] Laziest classmate : &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66] Smart people : &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fam , Asyrani , Mena , Gan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67] Stupid people : &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Got some ; not mentioning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68] Good looking people : &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69] Ugly people : &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70] Funny people : &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Shahmim ; Shahrul (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71] Cute people : &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Some laaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72] Bad people : &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73] Honest people : &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nobody ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74] Acting people : &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Huh ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75] You are what kind of people :&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; Whoever did this question must have real bad English ;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76] Lip or eyes : &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Eyes (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77] Hugs or kisses : &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hugs !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78] Shorter or taller : &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Medium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79] Hesitant or spontaneous : &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Spontaneous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80] Nice stomach or nice arms : &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Both ? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81] Listener or talker : &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Both :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82] Romantic or rich : &lt;strong&gt;Romantic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83] Good husband or good father : &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For me or for him ? LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84] Age to get married : &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85] Numbers of kid(s) : &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Save that for later (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86] Career : &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Currently a student&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87] Salary : &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;None&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88] Retirement age : &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;See how long can I last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89] Properties value : &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Everything (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90] Wishes : &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;That everything turns out fine (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91] I tag : &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wymann ; KSE ; Josephine ; Alex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-7784147732673911432?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/7784147732673911432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=7784147732673911432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/7784147732673911432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/7784147732673911432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/10/taggies.html' title='taggies (;'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-3586734419388881925</id><published>2008-10-22T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T21:58:18.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more than words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Actions speak louder than words&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well at least, that's what everybody tells me. And so now I've somehow realized, that all this while my heart was aching over &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that will eventually bring me more heartache. And well, they were right. I saw something I shouldn't have seen today. Now I've decided to move on and never look back anymore. What made me decide this? Not sure. Maybe it's an impulse (: Proud of myself, but somehow I'm still feeling sad. But I guess time will tell. All I need is time to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;` xo ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-3586734419388881925?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/3586734419388881925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=3586734419388881925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/3586734419388881925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/3586734419388881925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-than-words.html' title='more than words'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-3420057662060129921</id><published>2008-10-21T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T22:23:55.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am finding out that maybe I was wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That I've fallen down and I can't do this alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stay with me ; this is what I need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sing us a song and we'll sing it back to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We could sing our own ; but what would it be without you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am nothing now  ; and it's been so long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since I've heard the sound ; the sound of my only hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This time I will be listening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sing us a song and we'll sing it back to you&lt;br /&gt;We could sing our own ; but what would it be without you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This heart, it beats ; beats for only you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This heart, it beats, beats for only you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My heart is yours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Paramore - My heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-3420057662060129921?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/3420057662060129921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=3420057662060129921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/3420057662060129921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/3420057662060129921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-finding-out-that-maybe-i-was-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-6454407725466828625</id><published>2008-10-21T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:28:05.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Arse luck today :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There was some sort of tae-kwon-do demonstration in school by a group of college students . Nice to watch. But the techniques they used are sorta 'ahemmms' and towards the end they used several '&lt;em&gt;kepit and tumble and roll&lt;/em&gt;' over and over again. Overall I give a 8/10 for excellent teamwork (; However, what I enjoyed watching the most was a very cute guy in the group :D After the demo was some sort of telematch. And heck, I got dragged into it by Daniel. They were somehow short of team members. But it was partly my own idea to join them. Much better than sitting somewhere just watching. And guess what? Our team was called &lt;strong&gt;SPONGEBOBIANS&lt;/strong&gt; (: AHAHAHA! See how much we love our team? &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥ &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kuat semangat&lt;/em&gt; people, that's what we are! x3 Anyways, during the telematch. Our first obstacle was already stupid enough. Sighhs. Had to crawl under the nets. &lt;em&gt;Ewwwwww&lt;/em&gt;! And so, there goes my nice and clean TBM shirt. But I didn't really care much. Alrights, moving on. Refuse to talk about the telematch longer (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forwarddd , forwarddd , forwarddd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forwardinggg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forwardeddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After telematch was already recess. Goshhh, how time flies (: Went to the toilet to change back into school uniform. I was glad, couldn't stand it any longer in PJ attire :/ Covered in dirt. Had to really scrub off the dirt from my poor poor poor elbows and palm. Then the skin came off. Just my luck. Sighhh. Went around begging for a band-aid. Nobody seems to have one. Great. Could it get any worse? It did. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I didn't have anything to munch on during recess. (Note : The school canteen has the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yuckiest &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;food that you can ever find) &lt;br /&gt;Bell rang, brought my bags back to the science lab. Sat under the fan for a very very very long time. And there was nobody in class. Just me. I seriously had no idea where everybody went. So there I was, happily sitting in the class, smiling like a mad person. (: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was funnnn &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;:D Then 1 by 1, everybody slowly came back. Only half the class was present. But the teachers didn't seem to bother. LOL. Went lepak-ing around school. No teachers around. Was kinda happy about it. Went to the library for the last 2 periods. Brought along my bag. Left it there, went back down to find Bee. And she was sitting in class, listening to the songs on her brother's phone. No offence, but your bro's phone is kinda retarded :D Then the batt on her bro's phone died. Mannn I feel sorry for her. So both of us went back to the library. &lt;em&gt;Walk walk walk walk walk walk. &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Waited there like a bunch of idiots for 10 minutes. Then the bell rang. Hurrayyy! XD And I could finally get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so, I guess you can see what a random day it was for me. If there are anymore random events going on, you shall be notified. I'll post something else some other time. For now I'm signing out (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xo&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-6454407725466828625?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/6454407725466828625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=6454407725466828625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/6454407725466828625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/6454407725466828625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/10/arse-luck-today-there-was-some-sort-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-6858926656580819253</id><published>2008-10-20T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T18:36:58.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;To &lt;s&gt;UNCLE&lt;/s&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Wymann&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;upon request)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alrights. Since you 'beh song' with me calling you uncle, I'll post this to all the readers just for your sake okayy? Now be happy! Smileeeee! TEEHEEEHEEEE (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not uncle ; just Wymann (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Puas? Ahahahaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-6858926656580819253?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/6858926656580819253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=6858926656580819253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/6858926656580819253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/6858926656580819253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-uncle-wymann-upon-request-alrights.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-936447089946477648</id><published>2008-10-20T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T19:34:31.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I let my heart win</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess there's no explaination to why I'm not over you. Maybe it's just me. Why do I sound so emo all of a sudden? Truth is, I myself don't know why. Maybe it's cause I was stuck in the rain. Then it somehow reminded me of something ; someone ; somewhere. Mannn I sound deep. LOL. Came home from school. Had a real boring day. Everybody was just chit-chatting away. Teacher doesn't really care, because the form 4s are having their final examinations. Super boring in class. But at least we get to sit in the science lab for the whole entire week! TEEHEEHEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home, had lunch, bathed, went online. Dying of boredom. Then it started to rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;drip , drip , drip , drip&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;Then there was thunder. Reminded me of Uncle Wymann (: He's a scaredy cat. Really afraid of thunder. A traumatic childhood experience, I guess? Ahahahaaaa (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sorry Wymann!&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;No idea what to do later tonight. The only thing I can possibly do right now is online, online, online ... *continues chanting* :D If I keep this up then I'd be considered a nerd! LOL. Anyway, time to watch my Korean drama. Tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;` &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;x&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ox&lt;/span&gt;ox&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ox&lt;/span&gt;ox&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ox&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-936447089946477648?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/936447089946477648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=936447089946477648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/936447089946477648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/936447089946477648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-let-my-heart-win.html' title='I let my heart win'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-684667483270353486</id><published>2008-10-19T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T18:04:54.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vulnerable ; that's what she was</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you said you loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wished my life was this song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because these songs ; they never die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I would never have to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'd show you how I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Without saying a word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could wrap up both our hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But somehow I know it sounds absurd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-684667483270353486?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/684667483270353486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=684667483270353486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/684667483270353486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/684667483270353486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/10/vulnerable-thats-what-she-was.html' title='Vulnerable ; that&apos;s what she was'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-792472031636095314</id><published>2008-10-19T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T17:35:24.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drop dead .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Currently &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DUMBFOUNDED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don't know how, I don't know why. Just lost for words. My brain doesn't seem to be functioning like it normally does. Sounds bimbo-&lt;em&gt;tic&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yes, but it doesn't seem to matter. I've been staring at the screen for sometime now and I can't really get anything out of me. Nothing can be put to words on my blog now. I guess that's the main problem with blogging. But I'm still trying (: TEEHEEHEEE. It will improve soon, I guaranteeeee. With time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;xo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;♥♥♥&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-792472031636095314?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/792472031636095314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=792472031636095314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/792472031636095314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/792472031636095314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/10/drop-dead.html' title='drop dead .'/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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-990785569970463622.post-7406847850390781654</id><published>2008-10-17T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T15:26:27.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;hi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've deleted the old blog and posts FYI. Decided to start everything all over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New post, new skin, new beginning (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PMR is finally &lt;strong&gt;OVER.&lt;/strong&gt; Now I can happily online for as long as I want &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;without studying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. And I can finally go out. &lt;em&gt;Hurray! &lt;/em&gt;No plans so far. Thinking of spending my time sleeping till the late afternoon. TEEHEEHEE (: Then online as usual till late nights. I don't really care about what mum says. I've spent too many weeks away from my computer! Another plan is to go jogging. Get fit, need to slim down. Cause I spent too many weeks sitting at home studying. Now I feel bloated! Sigh sighhh. Gotta start off soon, somewhere. Jog about 10, 15 rounds? The questions is whether I'm that active or not. LOL. I guess I'll follow mum and dad tomorrow. &lt;em&gt;If they happen to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lovesss&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;lovesss&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lovesss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;lovesss&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lovesss&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;lovesss&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lovesss&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;lovesss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/990785569970463622-7406847850390781654?l=breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/feeds/7406847850390781654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=990785569970463622&amp;postID=7406847850390781654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/7406847850390781654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/990785569970463622/posts/default/7406847850390781654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingbarriers-juliana.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-hi-hello-ive-deleted-old-blog-and.html' title=''/><author><name>ju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753228363788084492</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>
