<?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-10428582</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:48:04.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna be rich &amp; famous</title><subtitle type='html'>This is like the place whereby I will have quotes, poems or stories of the beauty of language or stories of my boring life...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-116756508076305881</id><published>2006-12-31T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T03:38:00.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4458/806/1600/886212/Picture%20082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4458/806/320/967145/Picture%20082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some of my fav pix.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4458/806/1600/501533/hana"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4458/806/320/127775/hana%27sdxo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4458/806/1600/957447/hanyut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4458/806/320/566997/hanyut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4458/806/1600/138728/Picture%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4458/806/320/708690/Picture%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4458/806/1600/191736/mendeensyam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4458/806/320/744178/mendeensyam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4458/806/1600/760255/Picture%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4458/806/320/78218/Picture%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-116756508076305881?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/116756508076305881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=116756508076305881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/116756508076305881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/116756508076305881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/12/some-of-my-fav-pix.html' title=''/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-116756420467437441</id><published>2006-12-31T03:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T03:23:24.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4458/806/1600/475269/fightplane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4458/806/320/163074/fightplane.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cry alone, I've gone away, a place so dark so cold, i have to set me free.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like fighter planes, well at least now i do... back to my whole "i like researching on war" again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about women soldiers in war is very difficult to find online... Had a few questions, how many American soldiers actually hit Asian land? I mean, the Japs bombed Pearl Harbour but the American fight in Europe is mostly what i can find. Shouldn't they be fighting more in Asia against Japs, not Germans? Or am i not researching enough? How many batallions reached Japan (Iwo Jima)? And whatever happened to Asian soldiers? No a lot of their stories out there... So mnay questions, so little time....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-116756420467437441?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/116756420467437441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=116756420467437441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/116756420467437441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/116756420467437441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/12/cry-alone-ive-gone-away-place-so-dark.html' title=''/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-116738804092516790</id><published>2006-12-29T02:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T02:27:20.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qn 1: If we hadn't met in years, and you see me on the streets begging for money. What would you do? How would you feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qn 2: If we all lost contact and I become rich and famous (I wish), i happen to drive by you, how would you feel? What would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qn 3: If twenty years from now, we are still friends, would you be honest with me if i asked for your opinions about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qn 4: What if i leave, disappear without a trace? What will your reaction be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear friends, please answer my questions honestly... I know half of you can't be bothered to read my blog. But the rest of you who do... answer these few questions and tell everyone else to. Just wanna know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-116738804092516790?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/116738804092516790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=116738804092516790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/116738804092516790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/116738804092516790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-dear-friends-qn-1-if-we-hadnt-met.html' title=''/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-116738575407543586</id><published>2006-12-29T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T01:49:14.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What can you do?</title><content type='html'>I turn to you my friend,&lt;br /&gt;You make me forget my past,&lt;br /&gt;I turn to you my friend,&lt;br /&gt;Present is still at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time slows down my friend,&lt;br /&gt;When you find you have to much of it,&lt;br /&gt;Time slows down my friend,&lt;br /&gt;When you are not making use of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make time go by my friend,&lt;br /&gt;I only turn to you,&lt;br /&gt;Make time go by my friend,&lt;br /&gt;Only you know how to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I did my friend,&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday and two days before,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I did my friend,&lt;br /&gt;Mind's not working anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you do this to me my friend?&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing myself in the maze,&lt;br /&gt;Why do you do this to me my friend?&lt;br /&gt;Forever living in a daze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you really my friend?&lt;br /&gt;You won't let  go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you are my friend,&lt;br /&gt;I made you so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-116738575407543586?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/116738575407543586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=116738575407543586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/116738575407543586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/116738575407543586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-can-you-do.html' title='What can you do?'/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-116728413047651800</id><published>2006-12-27T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T21:35:30.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>I wanna run away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had that feeling where you just feel like running away from everything/everyone? There could be many reasons behind it. How do you detect which reason is in fact affecting you or which is the main reason thats driving you to drift away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt like the world is turning against you because everything around doesn't seem right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought that maybe you have been interfering too much in other people's lives and not concentrating on your own? What is your own life made of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought that maybe the reason why you don't get what you want is because you don't deserve it? How do you tell what you desrve? Who judges derserving and indeserving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt like you would do everyone else a favour by getting out of their lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt like re-living your life and doing it differently the second time round?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aziz has a word for what this is... "Jaded"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jade is officially jaded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-116728413047651800?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/116728413047651800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=116728413047651800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/116728413047651800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/116728413047651800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/12/sigh.html' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-116135760693165081</id><published>2006-10-20T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T08:20:07.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-116135760693165081?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/116135760693165081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=116135760693165081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/116135760693165081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/116135760693165081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-116023076465810361</id><published>2006-10-07T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T07:19:25.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just trying this out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azeera's monologue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azeera:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Azeera. Everyone says I'm pretty. But they don't see the real me. Everyone likes to look at me, every boy, every girl, every aunty always hanging out with the void deck... haha.. EVERYONE. When I walk into a mall, everyone stops their shopping just to glance at me. When i fall on the road, drivers get blamed, even when there was no accident, even when there was no pain and even when there were no cars. But no one sees ME...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I fell in once. He was a handsome boy. Every girl dreams of a prince. Well, he was mine.  His name, Alex. He was the most handsome young man i had ever met. The most beautiful eyes, complete with the long lashes and the sweetest smile, all in one man. I was in love with him. I watched him every morning before he wakes up. I see him to work everyday. He was a policeman. Much of a workaholic, he makes me wait long, long hours for him to knock off work. When he sleeps, i will keep my eyes on his angelic face.  Then one night i couldn't bear to see him anymore. As i slid past his bathroom door and move towards his bed. Quickly but quietly, i climbed onto his bed, not wanting to wake him up. finally, i just struck with my flail. Two hits to the head was all that was needed but i gave him a dozen more. He did not even get the opportunity to defend himself. And do i feel guilty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Azeera. I was in love once, with the only man who never even glanced at me. One who never saw my beauty, one who never knew i loved, one who is now dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-116023076465810361?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/116023076465810361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=116023076465810361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/116023076465810361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/116023076465810361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-trying-this-out-azeeras-monologue.html' title=''/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-116022631310925326</id><published>2006-10-07T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T06:05:13.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Keep away from people who try to belittle your ambitions.&lt;br /&gt;Small people always do that, but the really great make you feel that you, too, can become great&lt;br /&gt;Mark Twain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-116022631310925326?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/116022631310925326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=116022631310925326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/116022631310925326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/116022631310925326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/10/keep-away-from-people-who-try-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-116022529876025242</id><published>2006-10-07T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T05:48:18.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TWO WEEKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TWO FUCKING WEEKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;"Dun worry, we have no problems with you working here. You will receive our call once we've discussed your salary and the day you start work."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking liars!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can't stand the wait and not getting any replies from other companies... Is my luck really that fucking bad??????????????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-116022529876025242?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/116022529876025242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=116022529876025242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/116022529876025242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/116022529876025242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/10/two-weeks-two-fucking-weeks-dun-worry.html' title=''/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-115824832695034583</id><published>2006-09-14T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T08:38:46.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This month's words of gold:&lt;br /&gt;They do not know what lies ahead,&lt;br /&gt;When Sun has failed and Moon is dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Gollum-LOTR(TTT)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-115824832695034583?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/115824832695034583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=115824832695034583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115824832695034583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115824832695034583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-months-words-of-gold-they-do-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-115739594383501207</id><published>2006-09-04T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T11:52:23.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WE WENT TO SENTOSA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! haha.. hapi burfday hana... it's fun to hangout wif all my friends again today.. Go sentosa, then sheesha, then lata meet hy n wan... i had a cool day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started out like shit, with memories from that one phonecall i had with him... Not forgetting that i have absolutely no $$$ to spend on Hana... But it turned out fine... I love all my friends even more now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana:&lt;br /&gt;I'll be loving u forever,&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside my heart u'll leave me never,&lt;br /&gt;even if u took my heart n tore it apart,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be loving u forever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-115739594383501207?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/115739594383501207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=115739594383501207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115739594383501207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115739594383501207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/09/we-went-to-sentosa-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-115658812870443839</id><published>2006-08-26T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T03:28:48.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Song of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to be anything other than a prison guard's son&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to be anything other than a specialist's son&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to be anyone other than a birth of two souls in one&lt;br /&gt;Part of where I'm going is knowing where I'm coming from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately&lt;br /&gt;All I have to do is think of me and I have peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of looking 'round rooms wondering what I gotta do&lt;br /&gt;Or who I'm supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be anything other than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm surrounded by liars everywhere I turn&lt;br /&gt;I'm surrounded by imposters everywhere I turn&lt;br /&gt;I'm surrounded by a identity crisis everywhere I turn&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one to notice?&lt;br /&gt;I can't be the only one who's learned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately&lt;br /&gt;All I have to do is think of me and I have peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of looking 'round rooms wondering what I gotta do&lt;br /&gt;Or who I'm supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be anything other than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I have everyone's attention please&lt;br /&gt;if you're not like this and that&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna have to leave&lt;br /&gt;I came from the mountain, the crust of creation&lt;br /&gt;My whole situation made from crater, stone&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm telling everybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately&lt;br /&gt;All I have to do is think of me and I have peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of looking 'round rooms wondering what I gotta to do&lt;br /&gt;Or who I'm supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be anything other than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gavin degraw- I dont wanna be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So true... Don't wanna be anything other than me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-115658812870443839?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/115658812870443839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=115658812870443839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115658812870443839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115658812870443839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/08/song-of-day-i-dont-need-to-be-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-115606918274932194</id><published>2006-08-20T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T03:19:42.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's fun hanging out with hana and hy!!!! It was great!!! hehe... it was two days ago but i still wun forget it... Haha!!!! I need to find a job!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! haha... help me out peeps...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-115606918274932194?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/115606918274932194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=115606918274932194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115606918274932194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115606918274932194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-fun-hanging-out-with-hana-and-hy.html' title=''/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-115522837935015430</id><published>2006-08-10T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T09:46:19.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey all... haha... ok, i juz wanna say, i am veri happie today... i met everyone today... yes everyone... seeing everyone makes me hapie... met someone new today...very nice guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One I lose,&lt;br /&gt;Another I gain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blatant pierce to the heart&lt;br /&gt;From a soul so dear&lt;br /&gt;One I've accepted&lt;br /&gt;The one i kept near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet those words came freely&lt;br /&gt;As if the wait has been to long&lt;br /&gt;And it finally found liberty&lt;br /&gt;Like the lyrics of a song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My greatest regret&lt;br /&gt;Was sharing that much&lt;br /&gt;of what i have and yet,&lt;br /&gt;Away, i have to trudge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a new phase in life comes,&lt;br /&gt;'Moving on' in the words of a layman,&lt;br /&gt;Ones gone, others will replace,&lt;br /&gt;Just like footsteps in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just sumthing i wrote impromptu... Hehe... so need to brush up on my poetry... i suck at it now... Please friends... remind me to write, write, WRITE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh n if u still read this, thanks for the warning about the bus stop...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-115522837935015430?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/115522837935015430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=115522837935015430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115522837935015430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115522837935015430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/08/hey-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-115486879867621569</id><published>2006-08-06T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T05:53:18.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so much for weking... just one day and i turnedit down the next... i think everyone else would too... Job scope: general admin, data entry, housekeeping, telemarketing, childcare and teaching national education.... pay: $800 a mth.... u think about it n tell me whether u really would take the job... i get more just doing child care....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so today is my second cousin's wedding... Guess who i met there??? i'm telling u anyway!!!! It's hanafie!!!!!!!!!!! i met hanafie... haha, i very happy... there were others who came that i was pretty happy to c too.... Oh and abang dino might find me a job in the media industry... i can't believe i forgot that he has connections.... he's gonna get back to me!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the deal is, i'm going to fast tomoro, n hopefully the whole week!!!! hopefully... i try my best... it helps in saving money and losing weight(not that i care!!!) haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-115486879867621569?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/115486879867621569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=115486879867621569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115486879867621569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115486879867621569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-much-for-weking.html' title=''/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-115436014380506604</id><published>2006-07-31T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T08:35:43.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm gonna start working tomoro!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hopefully it's a lot better than it sounds... I never saw myself working admin... I guess i gotta start somewhere even when i dun like it... I'll be trying my best to work as hard as i can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i was just thinking is it worth it??? Is it worth it to give up your own dreams to support you family??? What about my whole filmmaking shit?? I dunno... this is a sacrifice on my part so i hope my family acknowledges it and appreciate it... I think i'm gonna drop the whole going overseas to study in a film school.... I hope it's worth it... Whaddya guys think???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-115436014380506604?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/115436014380506604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=115436014380506604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115436014380506604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115436014380506604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-gonna-start-working-tomoro.html' title=''/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-115415177205351687</id><published>2006-07-28T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T22:42:52.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PC's BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I so happy, i'm so glad that my pc is back... Weeeeeeeewweeeeeeeeeeeetttttttt!!!!!!!!!! I was so angry that my pc hasn't been with me... i felt so freaking lost!!!!!!!!!! But i'm back.... Friendship is a wonderful thing peeps... Jus remember to treasure it n dun jeopardise it... if it is easy for that other person to let go... then, my advice is not matter how much it hurts, let them go as well... HAHA.... Dee's birthdAY Chalet!!!!! I really wish i can go... I really dunno wad to wear!!!!!!!!!1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-115415177205351687?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/115415177205351687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=115415177205351687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115415177205351687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115415177205351687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/07/pcs-back-ahhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='PC&apos;s BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!'/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-115322919388378935</id><published>2006-07-18T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T06:26:33.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teaching primary one students</title><content type='html'>OMG!!!!!!! Teaching primary one students can be f*cking tough!!!  They talk a lot, they go toilet all the time, and half the time u r talking to the goddamn walls coz they won't be listening!!!! You tell them to sit, they kneel or lie down... This sux!!! I can't believe i have to wake up in the morning(something i haven't done a lot, lemme tell u) and go to a school at such a non-accessible place and teach this lot of students racial Harmony!!!! They probably dunno what that means!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh n btw, heels do hurt when u stand for three hours!!!! In front of a whole lot of people who are probably not looking at your posture anyway!!!!!!!!! Oh god, being a teacher sux!!! And just so u all know, i'm only doing it for the $$$$$.... Tomorrow i have to go and see the same group of pri 1's again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even remember my primary school days... However, i did know that when i was in primary school, i listened to every word the teacher says and i wouldn't dare disobey or give them any lame comments or comebacks... My god, when they said times have changed, they were so telling the truth!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-115322919388378935?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/115322919388378935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=115322919388378935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115322919388378935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115322919388378935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/07/teaching-primary-one-students.html' title='Teaching primary one students'/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-115301703616764786</id><published>2006-07-15T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T19:30:36.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm broke...</title><content type='html'>I AM BROKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-115301703616764786?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/115301703616764786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=115301703616764786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115301703616764786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115301703616764786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-broke.html' title='I&apos;m broke...'/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-115271662871267844</id><published>2006-07-12T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T08:03:48.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IDIL and AYUL</title><content type='html'>I went to the pondok today... Spent the day with syamsi... then, Syamsi had to leave like at seven... and he left me in the care of two wonderful dudes named Idil and Ayul... HAHA!!! We had fun jus talking and bitching about joggers for a while... It's the first time in a long time that i spent time with Idil... and Ayul is a very cool new friend introduced to me by Idil... Ayul was pretending so sluttish and tried to turn Idil on... at least, that's how i c it.. HAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, toards the end of the day, we shared a moment with a kakak!!! Haha... At least that's what i saw... aniway, they got home safe and i'm happy... Idil and Ayul, thanks for temaning me today!!!! LURVE U GUYZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-115271662871267844?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/115271662871267844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=115271662871267844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115271662871267844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115271662871267844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/07/idil-and-ayul.html' title='IDIL and AYUL'/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-115262169242304321</id><published>2006-07-11T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T05:41:32.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bad feeling</title><content type='html'>Have u guys ever had the feeling... the bad feeling??? I've always had bad feelings... Like when raz, dee n I were training at SATS, i had a bad feeling n true enough we got stripped off the job.... However, something very weird is happening right now... I have this bad feeling and i can't quite figure it out... Now i thot that the bad feeling is abt raz but she says she's ok... I was thinking maybe my brother but he's ok... I dunno really... It's weird... What are these feelings anyway?? A sudden burst of psychic energy in you such that u r able to tell sumthing bad will come up??? Or is it just paranoia?? But if it's paranoia, what causes it??? Why are we so sure about it??? Sometime we think about something and it really happens.... what happens then or how, then, do we explain it??? Is everyone really psychic to a certain extent??? I used to think i did... But i'm still figuring it out.... N what about being able to see, hear or feel paranormal presence??? Is that psychic ability??? If so, then, many of us are psychic because at least at one point of time in our lives, we could have seen, felt or heard a paranormal presence... In my case paranormal is quite normal.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday, at east coast i saw a woman at the beach, dressed in white and she wasn't standing on sand but on water.... In this case, i'm sure it's not just fear... She was standing on water... Couldn't have been human.... Yeah anyway, so is there a way to measure psychic ability??? Ask around and let me noe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-115262169242304321?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/115262169242304321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=115262169242304321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115262169242304321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115262169242304321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/07/bad-feeling.html' title='bad feeling'/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-115255000887363423</id><published>2006-07-10T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T08:22:24.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm alwaysssss rite!!!!</title><content type='html'>HAHA!!! hopefully... anyway, i was rite about italy!!!!! I knew they were gonna win... told you i was psychic!!!!!! And wtf was Zidane thinking??? What a bad way of ending his world cup career... Syamsinator was rite, now we know why he's bald.... He must be headbutting himself in the locker room after the match... Probably shoved his whole head up his ass!!! Disappointing... In fact he's probably headbutting trezeguet... still since the end of the match!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kissed a girl today!~!!! wOOHOOO!!! haven't been kissed in like two years and i kissed her on a dare!!!! I had fun today wif boo n the gang!!!! Talking about the ideal life... It's cool to listen to how people's ideal lfe senarios... scary to think about it also... Knowing there's this lifestyle that u r aiming for but not getting to haf the whole lot of it!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-115255000887363423?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/115255000887363423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=115255000887363423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115255000887363423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115255000887363423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-alwaysssss-rite.html' title='i&apos;m alwaysssss rite!!!!'/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-115229075655119921</id><published>2006-07-07T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T09:45:56.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strangers</title><content type='html'>Can friends ever be strangers???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, i met my best friend for seven years at a lucky plaza today. I just knew it was him. We haven't really been as close as we were before but i would recognise him if i see him.... However, when i msg him, he said he was at work the whole time!!!!!!! I could swear that the one i saw was him... If it wasn't, then, i mite just be short sighted or sumthing... But if it was really him, could we actually be strangers??? is our friendship not a friendship anymore??? I dun understand the situation... *sighs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-115229075655119921?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/115229075655119921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=115229075655119921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115229075655119921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115229075655119921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/07/strangers.html' title='Strangers'/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-115216778477653515</id><published>2006-07-05T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T23:36:24.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>World cup Finals coming up...</title><content type='html'>I was very sad when everyone said that Germany was gonna win the semis against Italy... However, they were so f***ing wrong!!!! Oooooh!!!! Woohoo happiness.... N juz yesterday, i told everyone that France was gonna win against Portugal... everyone disagreed!!!! HAHAHA!!!! You're all wrong SUCKAS!!!!!!! Therefore, I think Italy will win!!!!! Not just because I'm an Italy fan but becoz my psychic abilities r telling me... HEHE!!! Anyone dare disagree with me????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a final note i just wanna say everyone is freaky, it's just that some are freakier than others... Think about it... Dun discriminate people juz becoz they're a little different!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHH!!!! PAY'S IN!!!!! HAHA!!!! HAPPINESS!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-115216778477653515?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/115216778477653515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=115216778477653515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115216778477653515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115216778477653515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/07/world-cup-finals-coming-up.html' title='World cup Finals coming up...'/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-115210985544145262</id><published>2006-07-05T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T07:30:55.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pondok!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I so miss the pondok days... went to the pondok today... it's amazing wad the pondok did to my life... I was so uncomfortable with my social life until i met the pondok gang!!! The pondok gang has been my new group of friends and i really love them a lot... We all really care for each other.. Well, i care a lot for these people... I can't help but feel like i belong to this group of friends... I love you pondok people so much!!! We go thru' thick and thin together!!! Love you guys... Don't worry u guys... whatever happens i'll be here for u, all of u... I'm just a call away... I may not be able to give u money or buy u gifts on ur birthdays... It may seem like i dun care but i do!!! I'll always be able to give you guys my friendship... I can run to you when you need me and i will fall with u when u fall, i will take the blame if u get caught, I would kill and die for u should there be a need for it... All i ask in return from u guys is dun ever forget me!!! N dun ever ditch me for some other bitches or bastards because if there were no pondok people, i wudn't haf a social life... Love you all!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-115210985544145262?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/115210985544145262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=115210985544145262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115210985544145262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115210985544145262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/07/pondok.html' title='Pondok!!!!!'/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-115201766885315437</id><published>2006-07-04T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T05:57:17.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>song of the day</title><content type='html'>I know a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She puts the color inside of my world&lt;br /&gt;But she's just like a maze&lt;br /&gt;Where all of the walls all continually change&lt;br /&gt;And I've done all I can&lt;br /&gt;To stand on her steps with my heart in my hands&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm starting to see&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's got nothing to do with me&lt;br /&gt;Fathers, be good to your daughters&lt;br /&gt;Daughters will love like you do&lt;br /&gt;Girls become lovers who turn into mothers&lt;br /&gt;So mothers, be good to your daughters too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you see that skin?&lt;br /&gt;It's the same she's been standing in&lt;br /&gt;Since the day she saw him walking away&lt;br /&gt;Now she's left&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning up the mess he made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fathers, be good to your daughters&lt;br /&gt;Daughters will love like you do&lt;br /&gt;Girls become lovers who turn into mothers&lt;br /&gt;So mothers, be good to your daughters too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys, you can break&lt;br /&gt;You'll find out how much they can take&lt;br /&gt;Boys will be strong&lt;br /&gt;And boys soldier on&lt;br /&gt;But boys would be gone without warmth from&lt;br /&gt;A woman's good, good heart&lt;br /&gt;On behalf of every man&lt;br /&gt;Looking out for every girl&lt;br /&gt;You are the god and the weight of her world&lt;br /&gt;So fathers, be good to your daughters&lt;br /&gt;Daughters will love like you do&lt;br /&gt;Girls become lovers who turn into mothers&lt;br /&gt;So mothers, be good to your daughters too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-115201766885315437?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/115201766885315437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=115201766885315437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115201766885315437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115201766885315437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/07/song-of-day.html' title='song of the day'/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-115191790861840228</id><published>2006-07-03T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T02:11:48.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Need to find a job!!!!</title><content type='html'>I so need a job rite now... Juz spent like a hellova lot on sheesha yesterday nite!!! I am left wif very little money for the next two weeks!!!!!!!!!! It sux... As long as i have a little bit more money than usual, i'll be very2 very hapi...Now let's talk aboutt his guy i've been liking, he is so cute... argh!!!!!!!!!!!!! But aniwei, i still can't be bothered wih relationshiops... HAHA!!!! Ok, i gotta stop rite here... Keep on reading...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-115191790861840228?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/115191790861840228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=115191790861840228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115191790861840228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115191790861840228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/07/need-to-find-job.html' title='Need to find a job!!!!'/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-115164708609875609</id><published>2006-06-29T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T22:58:06.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>turning over a new leaf</title><content type='html'>I am trying to turn over a new leaf!!! Gone are the days of clubbing and drinking... I am done with going out till late night... I realise now that all the responsibilities that were my elder brother's are now mine since he has his own new set of responsibilities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i really treasure the time that i spent with Hana, Grish, Shahirah, Shiya, Shahila n Fana. All those times we went clubbing togeda... We had a lot of fun but i had enough experience in nightlife... I wanna move on to other things...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-115164708609875609?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/115164708609875609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=115164708609875609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115164708609875609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115164708609875609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/06/turning-over-new-leaf.html' title='turning over a new leaf'/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-115081715822120345</id><published>2006-06-20T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T08:25:58.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>about my job</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I've went for training yesterday, and apparently everyone had to go thru'' yet another interview.... It totally Sux!!!!! Anyway all of us who weren't selected, me included, can transfer to another company and work for them... So today, for one whole day, i've been thinking about it... At first, i called the agency to tell them that i agree to the transfer... However, i've changed my mind cos my sis-in-law(wow! it's so weird to call her this) has a job for me at her workplace... It's better than nothing!!!! Anyway, i'd rather work as a videographer than a customer service agent.... Yeah, so my advice to people is that when u wanna find a job, make sure u think twice or three times... IS IT REALLY THE JOB YOU WANT??? Is it really sumthing u wanna wake up in the morning to everyday in the next few months?? Is it really wad you love to do??? All thesee must be taken into consideration!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;However, like in the words of Whoopi Goldberg..." If you wake up in the morning and the only thing you can't think about anything but singing, then you're born to be a singer..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ask yourself, what is it that you wake up in the morning and can't think about anything else but that thing, you're born to do it... Just remember that!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-115081715822120345?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/115081715822120345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=115081715822120345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115081715822120345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115081715822120345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/06/about-my-job.html' title='about my job'/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-115065222152062673</id><published>2006-06-18T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T10:37:01.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa trip</title><content type='html'>This blog is like 5 days overdue!!!! Ok so the story is we went to sentosa on tuesday.... Bob, Salem, Hana, Dee, Shahila, Najip, Aziz n me... We had a lotta fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aziz found a dead crab... We buried it and named it MAT. And then, Aziz started asking how crabs could walk sideways when their eyes r looking forward... Hahaha... Gotta hand it to him, it's a gd question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob lost her wallet at the end of the day and we were all very sad for her... She cried and we tried to console her. Aziz n i went to the police post with her to report it n then we got to know that we dun haf to make a police report for lost items anymore... Boo!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very sad that such a good day could end in tragedy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-115065222152062673?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/115065222152062673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=115065222152062673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115065222152062673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115065222152062673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/06/sentosa-trip.html' title='Sentosa trip'/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-115013133403467357</id><published>2006-06-12T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T09:55:34.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding's over.. Thank god!!!!</title><content type='html'>My brother is safely married... I'm so happy for him... N kak Mazni is such a nice person, they suit each other... Now i have a sister!!! Hooray!!! However, on the wedding day, i was asked by so many, "when urs? Bila lagi??" It's so irritating...&lt;br /&gt; Argh!!! Y do people wan me to get married so fast??? Is marriage really more important than career???? I dun think so... I think career is very important...  My friend is getting engaged n i have married friends. Wouldn't everyone want to see a girl succeed b4 she's put on a leash?? Wouldn't i be special if i dun follow the footsteps of my married frens??? Maybe i shud try making a new trend of not having a bf and not getting married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.- Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-115013133403467357?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/115013133403467357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=115013133403467357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115013133403467357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/115013133403467357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/06/weddings-over-thank-god.html' title='Wedding&apos;s over.. Thank god!!!!'/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-114987862093952218</id><published>2006-06-09T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T11:43:40.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hectic wedding</title><content type='html'>Been really busy these few days... My brother's getting married!!! Haha... Had a few frenz over to help out with the preparations today, namely raz, hana, aziz, halim and bob... Oh n i just wanna tell evryone that i am really sori if my family or i have hurt ur feelings... Just note, we're quite dysfunctional... Haha... Dun ambik hati k... Looking forward to saturday nite, everyone wud be here and i get to spend the night wif my frens and celebrating my brothers tying the knot function... Haha... All my frens... pleasssseeeeeeee be here and enjoy with me and have a taste of what a wedding is likeso that when it comes to your turn, u'll know wad to do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, to all you people out there whose going to end your bachelor/bachelorette days, here's an advice from Jane Wells(1886)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let your love be stronger than your hate and anger.&lt;br /&gt;Learn the wisdom of compromise,&lt;br /&gt;for it is better to bend a little than to break.&lt;br /&gt;Believe the best rather than the worst.&lt;br /&gt;People have a way of living up or down to your opinion of them.&lt;br /&gt;Remember that true friendship is the basis for any lasting relationship.&lt;br /&gt;The person you choose to marry is deserving of the courtesies and kindnesses you bestow on your friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-114987862093952218?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/114987862093952218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=114987862093952218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/114987862093952218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/114987862093952218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/06/hectic-wedding.html' title='hectic wedding'/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-114948071061642463</id><published>2006-06-04T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T21:11:50.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haha... so long never blog</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps... I haven't been blogging in a while... haha like last year was my last post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just wanted to give a shoutout to all my peeps... everyone has their problems... let's start... here's my words of gold to my frenz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana... Always make it clear to urself what u want and stick by it... And dun expect too much outts people because u'll get disappointed in the end...&lt;br /&gt;Razia.... Gal, u gotta juz stop dating motherf***ers, get the abangz2 for once and see how it goes...&lt;br /&gt;Halim... Halim, treat ur friends good, treat ur gf better... Dun let anyone get in the way of ur relationship and learn to prioritise all ur commitments into important and unimportant k...&lt;br /&gt;Farhan.... You need to adapt the f*** it attitude, wads done is done, dun cry over spilt milk...&lt;br /&gt;Shahirah... Try to be cruel to people... it works sumtimes... n dun trust people so easily...&lt;br /&gt;N everyone else... Juz take it easy... N i'll always be here for u...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-114948071061642463?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/114948071061642463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=114948071061642463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/114948071061642463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/114948071061642463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2006/06/haha-so-long-never-blog.html' title='haha... so long never blog'/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-113307730709967071</id><published>2005-11-26T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T23:43:27.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pics...</title><content type='html'>I would love to have some pics for y'all to c... but normally i get behind the cam, not in front of it... I'll try to upload the ones i have so far.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, a few things to say, i miss being not stressed. I so want to go for holiday right now. Dun worry, once I graduate, i'm outta here. Trust me u guys, there is a reason y the project is called "MAJOR project". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends, i need some people to act as:&lt;br /&gt;1) a pregnant, depressed minah&lt;br /&gt;2) a malay-speaking chinese(friend of the above minah)&lt;br /&gt;3) an abang2(big brother) kind of guy (bf of pregnant minah&lt;br /&gt;4) a doctor&lt;br /&gt;5) a makcik(mother of minah)&lt;br /&gt;6) a total rich slut (gf of minah's bf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some locations,&lt;br /&gt;1) a small house that abang2 bujang would live in&lt;br /&gt;2) a lavishly decorated master bedroom&lt;br /&gt;3) a playground with covered slide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other stuff will be told to u guys soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-113307730709967071?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/113307730709967071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=113307730709967071' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/113307730709967071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/113307730709967071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2005/11/pics.html' title='pics...'/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-113202992585834651</id><published>2005-11-16T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T20:47:35.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovers... Friends..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Love...&lt;br /&gt;Love is a many splendoured things.&lt;br /&gt;Love is blind.&lt;br /&gt;Love knows no boundaries.&lt;br /&gt;Love lasts a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;Love is neither given or taken, it is shared.&lt;br /&gt;Love is heartbreak.&lt;br /&gt;Love brings tears.&lt;br /&gt;Love brings laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is not always sugar, spice and everything nice, but it is treasure.&lt;br /&gt;Friendship means seeing someone for who she/he really is.&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is in the person who is right next to you, every boundary line you cross.&lt;br /&gt;Firendship lasts a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;friendship is what two people can own in common.&lt;br /&gt;A friendship broken is a lifetime down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is being able to cry with someone.&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is being able to laugh with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, really... Love and friendship are really not two different words. It is just two words spelt differently. Ultimately, it is the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend who thinks that he had found the love of his life. But she broke his heart. Now, he is a pathetic bugger "mourning" over her loss. But he what he doesn't realise is that he has friends. Many friends that could take over her place if only he allows us to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sad for my friend. However, this is happening everywhere all over the world. Broken Love. Broken Friendships. It will all end when everyone realises that love is friendship and vice versa. Plenty of friends to go around, and lovers while we're at it. In that way no one will be alone or broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-113202992585834651?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/113202992585834651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=113202992585834651' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/113202992585834651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/113202992585834651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2005/11/lovers-friends.html' title='Lovers... Friends..'/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-112800351382593684</id><published>2005-09-29T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T07:18:33.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a song for my life</title><content type='html'>Now if i have to express my whole life as a song it would be bedshaped...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many's the time I ran with you down&lt;br /&gt;The rainy roads of your old town&lt;br /&gt;Many the lives we lived in each day&lt;br /&gt;And buried altogether &lt;br /&gt;Don't laugh at me&lt;br /&gt;Don't look away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll follow me back&lt;br /&gt;With the sun in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And on your own&lt;br /&gt;Bedshaped&lt;br /&gt;And legs of stone&lt;br /&gt;You'll knock on my door&lt;br /&gt;And up we'll go&lt;br /&gt;In white light&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so&lt;br /&gt;But what do I know?&lt;br /&gt;What do I know?&lt;br /&gt;I know! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you think I'm holding you down&lt;br /&gt;And I've fallen by the wayside now&lt;br /&gt;And I don't understand the same things as you&lt;br /&gt;But I do &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't laugh at me&lt;br /&gt;Don't look away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll follow me back&lt;br /&gt;With the sun in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And on your own&lt;br /&gt;Bedshaped&lt;br /&gt;And legs of stone&lt;br /&gt;You'll knock on my door&lt;br /&gt;And up we'll go&lt;br /&gt;In white light&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so&lt;br /&gt;But what do I know?&lt;br /&gt;What do I know?&lt;br /&gt;I know! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And up we'll go&lt;br /&gt;In white light&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so&lt;br /&gt;But what do I know?&lt;br /&gt;What do I know?&lt;br /&gt;I know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-112800351382593684?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/112800351382593684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=112800351382593684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/112800351382593684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/112800351382593684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2005/09/song-for-my-life.html' title='a song for my life'/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-112719955397073128</id><published>2005-09-20T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T23:59:13.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now that school's out...</title><content type='html'>Now that school's out, i find myself rotting at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my boring life. Shit... I wish there was something more interesting in life for me.... GOD!!! HELP ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i wish i had the power to make my parents go away. All right i noe wad u are thinking: Doesn't everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, i want this more than others. I'm gonna be twenty tomoro, but they still treat me like i'm half that age. For those of you who are mathematically challenged, that means they treat me like i'm ten. Damn, i should be able to do anything i want without having to ask their permission. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make them disappear. Really, i'm working on it. As i said the mind is a powerful tool...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-112719955397073128?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/112719955397073128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=112719955397073128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/112719955397073128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/112719955397073128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2005/09/now-that-schools-out.html' title='Now that school&apos;s out...'/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-112660749140339519</id><published>2005-09-13T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T03:31:31.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What if??</title><content type='html'>What if whatever u say comes true???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have a car." And there it is at the car park...&lt;br /&gt;"I'm pretty." N u look in the mirror, there it is, an angel..&lt;br /&gt;"Everybody loves me." There u have it, everyone becomes weak in the knees when u meet them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if our minds are just too powerful that we can conjure up something that we want? What if we do have powers to make things right just by saying it out loud? Or better, just by thinking it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******The mind works in mysterious ways.N we have to uncover that mystery...*****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-112660749140339519?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/112660749140339519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=112660749140339519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/112660749140339519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/112660749140339519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2005/09/what-if.html' title='What if??'/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-112428125445719462</id><published>2005-08-17T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T05:23:34.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a theory...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I have this theory that everyone has their own goddamn powerful minds. It is just whether or not we know how to use it or whether or not we can try to figure out a way to do something wise with it. Many f us have premonitions and shit like that but we dun noe how we came about having it and sometimes, we dun even realise we actually just had a premonition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever felt like someone is looking at u? Ever thought about what's going to happen next and then at the next moment realize that it happened just how u imagined it? Ever seen something but then the very next minute it ain't there or it is something different? Ever felt like u were psychic? Ever read someone's thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your answer is yes to at least one of these questions, u have a powerful mind indeed. And this mind could become more powerful if u figure out a way to trigger ur mind to do more than it normally does. Get ur mind to move things just by wishing it. Get ur mind to start venturing into other minds. Get ur minds to be kick-start the other unusual things that it can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-112428125445719462?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/112428125445719462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=112428125445719462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/112428125445719462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/112428125445719462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-have-theory.html' title='I have a theory...'/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-111060813665982302</id><published>2005-03-12T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T22:15:36.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>been a while...</title><content type='html'>Hey people, I hope u guys are doing all right this day... no quote this time..&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to say i didn't mean to abandon my blog... Jus had no time... Anyways, something big, hugele just happened to me. I did something wrong and sorta paid a small part for it... I regret doing it and I a whole new person already... I'm gonna stick to doing wads rite this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad i have the friends I have... They've been caring for me and giving me hope that things are gonna be okay... I love them for it.. Oh yeah, and Faridah, sori for not telling you... I didn't know the whole world was gonna find out about it... And Razia, you've been there for me gurl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, GRISHA!!!!!!!!!! I am so proud of you....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-111060813665982302?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/111060813665982302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=111060813665982302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/111060813665982302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/111060813665982302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2005/03/been-while.html' title='been a while...'/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-110699176398839981</id><published>2005-01-29T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T01:42:43.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Watch your thoughts; they become words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Watch your words; they become actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Watch your actions; they become habits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Watch your habits; they become character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Watch your character; it becomes your destiny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;--Frank Outlaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333399;"&gt;Well, basically, watch everything coz it all matters... It's hard to live life, but come to think of it, being dead is just very boring....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-110699176398839981?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/110699176398839981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=110699176398839981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/110699176398839981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/110699176398839981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2005/01/quote-2.html' title='Quote #2'/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-110680090071861935</id><published>2005-01-27T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T20:41:40.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quote #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333399;"&gt;Hope lies in dreams in one's imagination and in the courage of those who dare to make dreams into reality.  - Jonas Salk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I think Jonas Salk is right. It is ok to have dreams be it achievable or not. As long as we dare to make it real, dare to make it seem as believable as possible, dare to wrok towards it and not give up. I believe that is the most impotant think in life; to imagine and dream, then, make it real... It is difficult, but with courage and confidence, even the foolest of fools can achive their dreams....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-110680090071861935?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/110680090071861935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=110680090071861935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/110680090071861935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/110680090071861935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2005/01/quote-1.html' title='quote #1'/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10428582.post-110679790192548315</id><published>2005-01-27T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T19:51:41.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>starting anew</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;My past blog was gone.. so starting a new one and taking care of it... life's getting more boring so i reckoned having a blog would make the least bit difference....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10428582-110679790192548315?l=mywordsofgold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/feeds/110679790192548315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10428582&amp;postID=110679790192548315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/110679790192548315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10428582/posts/default/110679790192548315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywordsofgold.blogspot.com/2005/01/starting-anew.html' title='starting anew'/><author><name>Jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06362867269065502192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/93/73/2893739/5827862354909l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
