<?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-5343674552853192092</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:43:49.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Jacklyn Chung's house</title><subtitle type='html'>Hello people.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-5041907455830460436</id><published>2009-10-11T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T05:19:51.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just opened a new blog. &lt;a href="http://jacklyn-chung.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://jacklyn-chung.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Got tired of everything, please feel free to visit. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-5041907455830460436?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5041907455830460436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=5041907455830460436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/5041907455830460436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/5041907455830460436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-new-blog.html' title='My New Blog'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-5882805621579002960</id><published>2009-10-09T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T09:41:54.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm getting mad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I can't take it anymore. My mind is so packed. I cried, I called you, I asked you and I thought about it for a long time, I still can't really make myself trust you. Why all the things occured at the same time and they seemed to be related? I checked on things, but why I still can't make myself believe you? You explained to me, but were you telling the truth? Were you just lying? I wanted to trust you, but you couldn't convince me. And all the things that happened, I can't really do it. It is hurting me much. If you're really lying, please just stop it. I beg you. This is the second time I beg you. Please.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-5882805621579002960?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5882805621579002960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=5882805621579002960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/5882805621579002960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/5882805621579002960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-getting-mad.html' title='I&apos;m getting mad'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-3218904212544176608</id><published>2009-10-09T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T01:10:48.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lovely Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;10th of October 2009. Friday. It's raining now. And I'm all alone in the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Skipped school, again. I know, most of my friends skipped school too. :D We'd discussed about when to skip school yesterday, and we'd agreed to go back to school only on next Wednesday. Whee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Woke up at about 1 p.m. today. It was about 20 minutes after school ended. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thought of going to swim just now, but it rained. Bummer.... So it is still raining, so I'm gonna stay alone in the house. I should be studying, 'cause SPM is coming very very soon. Kinda freaked out right now when I'm talking and thinking about it, so I'm gonna stop talking about SPM here. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I feel like taking a nap right now. It feels really good to sleep on a rainy day. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-3218904212544176608?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3218904212544176608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=3218904212544176608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/3218904212544176608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/3218904212544176608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-lovely-friday.html' title='My Lovely Friday'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-7782658102400120718</id><published>2009-10-07T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T23:00:35.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We are having problems now. Like, seriously. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I can't deny, I really like him, alot. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Maybe I'm a replacement. Who knows? I've always been a replacement in everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I just checked out my name on the The Very Best Baby Name Book, Jacklyn means SUBSTITUTE. Ok, no wonder. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Skipped school today. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Actually, I think most of my classmates skipped school today, too. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Woke up early today to do something important. It was our secret ya, lmao. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Was supposed to go back to school at 1 p.m. to attend History extra class today, but I didn't turn up at last. I wanted to attend it, but I hadn't finished my History homework! I was sitting in the front table too, I didn't wanna be screwed by Miss Kok! So... Hope Miss Kok won't screw me up in the school tomorrow or in the future. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Was busy copying Physics answers in front of the computer just now. Gotta continue copying the answers later on. My mind is saturated for sure now. Arghh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;FUCK!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, this word had not been showing up in my blog post for such a long time. And now, it is here again! Welcome back! :D Miss you alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm kinda addicted to the song Already Gone by Kelly Clarkson, though the music sounds kinda like the song Halo. At first I thought The Saturdays or The Pussycat Dolls sang it, but later only I knew that Kelly Clarkson sang it. Nice song, Kelly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And forget about your boyfriend, and meet me at the hotel room. You can bring your girlfriends, and meet me at the hotel room. lol. Actually I should change that to, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;forget about your girlfriend, and meet me at the hotel room. You can bring your boyfriends, and meet me at the hotel room. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ROFL. Just kidding. I like this song. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-7782658102400120718?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7782658102400120718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=7782658102400120718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/7782658102400120718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/7782658102400120718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-like-you-alot-lot.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-7923667588128938523</id><published>2009-10-05T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T22:59:59.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't wanna feel this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I feel like shit now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I feel like as if the end of the world is coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;All I want now is just a companion, but all I can find is just me and myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Maybe Yi Ning was right, but I do trust myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Stop telling me that you love me. Do you know that that's hilarious 'cause we're too young? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Stop telling me that you miss me. You do know that that's not true 'cause you miss the other chick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Stop telling me bullshit. I don't wanna hear no more. I've had enough of those.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was right. I shouldn't have trusted anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-7923667588128938523?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7923667588128938523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=7923667588128938523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/7923667588128938523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/7923667588128938523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/stop-it.html' title='Stop it.'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-4659129585800774138</id><published>2009-10-02T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T11:20:08.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>D-day is approaching   :O</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's time to brush up my English. I realised this when I got back my English papers. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Puan&lt;/span&gt; Foo even written a comment on my Section B essay. It's about 45 days more to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt; day, guess I don't have much time left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We got to know our positions in the class today. My result turned out to be better than I'd expected. Kind of didn't believe it, but believed it at last. I have to put in a lot of effort in my studies from now on, 'cause I know my results are actually not good at all. My parents want me to enter Form 6 if I don't get any scholarships, which is kind of making me frustrated, 'cause I don't wanna enter Form 6. Not at all. My sisters were studying in Form 6 before, and I knew it was hard to study in Form 6. And yeah, I know, with the kind of results that I got, I don't think I will be able to get any scholarships. Thus, the conclusion is, there's a big possibility that I will be entering Form 6. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Being single is always much better than being in a relationship. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. How do people maintain their marriage for so many years? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;.. I wonder. :O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-4659129585800774138?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4659129585800774138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=4659129585800774138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/4659129585800774138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/4659129585800774138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/d-day-is-approaching-o.html' title='D-day is approaching   :O'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-2090319224585077066</id><published>2009-09-20T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T11:19:17.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Holidays just started. Hari Raya just started today. And I'm already bored. Today is Sunday, my least favourite day of the week. But well, since it's holiday tomorrow, I don't hate this Sunday that much. I woke up at around 12 in the afternoon today, then went to watch TV and have my brunch. After that, I went back to sleep again. At 5-ish, I woke up, watched TV and had my dinner. I was being so lazy.... 'cause I didn't really have anything to do. This is so boring. These holidays are so boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But yesterday at Sunlight Centre was kinda fun. We were asked to go out and stand in front of other people, create a story and tell it out loud. We were working in pairs. The first person create a story, then another person will continue the story when the teacher said stop. After that, the first person had to continue the story again when the teacher said stop again. This was carried on until the teacher told us to end the story. I was the first one who had to tell out my story. I chose Kit Ying as my partner. I was thinking of what to tell while listening to the teacher explaining the game. I told a ghost story. And I got stucked in the middle of the story. And everyone was like, huh? It was embarassing but fun. :) And Wan Li's lollipop's story really did make us laugh. LOL. We were busy chatting too. Wan Li didn't what was 'curry chicken' a.k.a. love bites, so we had to explain to her. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now it's 12.05 in the midnight. So now it's already Monday. Guess I will be bored the whole day again. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-2090319224585077066?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2090319224585077066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=2090319224585077066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/2090319224585077066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/2090319224585077066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/holidays.html' title='Holidays!!!'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-1729712829754934363</id><published>2009-09-12T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T11:17:42.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Sick. I'm Tired. And I'm Dying.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't know why, but you made me cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I shouldn't feel sad, but I'm feeling really down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Who are you to me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm not sure about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I just wanna be happy, but why you make me feel so bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-1729712829754934363?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1729712829754934363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=1729712829754934363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/1729712829754934363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/1729712829754934363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/e.html' title='I&apos;m Sick. I&apos;m Tired. And I&apos;m Dying.'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-5427713052906607376</id><published>2009-09-11T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T11:17:11.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness is just what I need right now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm jealous.. But I will try to control my feelings. I will try my best, just to make myself feel better. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Trial exam's gonna finish soon. 1 more busy week to go. Physics, Chemistry and Add Maths 1 are gonna eat me up soon. :( Haven't started my revision for these subjects yet. This weekend is the only time I have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I miss you. I hope that you miss me too. I wanna see you, and I hope that you wanna see me too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm not crazy, I'm just a lil unwell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-5427713052906607376?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5427713052906607376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=5427713052906607376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/5427713052906607376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/5427713052906607376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/happiness-is-just-what-i-need-right-now.html' title='Happiness is just what I need right now.'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-7965046143960558632</id><published>2009-08-30T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T11:16:23.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trial EXAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guess what? Trial exam starts again on next TUESDAY! Aww.. Fuck! This will be the last post before the 17th of September. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now let's see... What had I revised during this holiday? Errr.... Well, nothing I guess so. :( All my friends were busy doing their revision during this holiday, and now they are still busy revising. I don't know what to do know... I don't wanna get sucky results again. People say that trial exam is very important, but why am I still wasting my time? I'm so gonna suffer for the next 3 weeks. :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And yea, he call me Lyn. :P I'm gonna miss him very much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-7965046143960558632?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7965046143960558632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=7965046143960558632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/7965046143960558632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/7965046143960558632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/trial-exam.html' title='Trial EXAM'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-5600848340363195949</id><published>2009-08-21T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T11:14:57.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays? Yea right.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sorry for not letting you held my hands. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sorry for being a bad partner. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Holidays are starting from tomorrow. The so-called holidays. Have to study real hard during these 1 week-holidays. Biology, Chemistry, Physics, History........ Well, I hope that I will still be normal after the trial exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went to school today. Was playing poker cards with Chooi Yan, Chor Yin, Sook Yeng, Yuen Ling, Lim Yi, Hillary, Shang Ze, See Kiat, Wen Jie and Chun Lim in the class today. We didn't gamble, we just beat the hands of the losers. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Working again tomorrow. Charity Concert at 7 p.m. Should I attend it? :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-5600848340363195949?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5600848340363195949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=5600848340363195949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/5600848340363195949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/5600848340363195949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/holidays-yea-right.html' title='Holidays? Yea right.'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-1263898036772514008</id><published>2009-08-14T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T11:13:30.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Not Ready, I'm Not Ready for Anything</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lonely is the word for me. I can rarely see my sisters anymore. Most of the time, I'm like the only child of my parents. That's what happens when the age gaps between you and your siblings are too big. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tomorrow I will be working again from 12 p.m. until 5 p.m. Then I'm going to attend the "Sunlight" BBQ party. Trial exam is just around the corner, waiting for me. Just couldn't believe how fast the time passed by. I don't know what to do right now since I have not done my revision yet. *Sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Chatted with him on the phone through sms for the first time today. But he stopped replying my message just now. I think I bored him off. How long will it last? Is it that tomorrow we'll be over? And I'll be dumped, again? I'm just not that kind of girl you would wanna spend your precious time with, I'm just the kind of girl you think is lame. That's what I am, it's hard to change myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, it's gonna rain now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-1263898036772514008?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1263898036772514008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=1263898036772514008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/1263898036772514008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/1263898036772514008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-not-ready-im-not-ready-for-anything.html' title='I&apos;m Not Ready, I&apos;m Not Ready for Anything'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-3625578161902992028</id><published>2009-08-12T05:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T11:12:13.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Boring Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, today I skipped the History extra class again. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I started to walk home after Bio class ended. Walked until the front of Harmony Boutique, my dad called, saying that he was coming to fetch me. Good. The Sun was burning hot at that time. After reached home, I went out again. Went to the salon opposite of my house. Had a haircut. Sick of my dickhead hairstyle. Maybe I should try going bald. Not bad, huh? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Have to start doing my revision. Seriously. I really do mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-3625578161902992028?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3625578161902992028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=3625578161902992028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/3625578161902992028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/3625578161902992028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-boring-wednesday.html' title='Another Boring Wednesday'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-724703263593261297</id><published>2009-08-10T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T02:13:18.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Will Try To Forget You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Monday again. A whole new week had just arrived. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Boring assembly again in the morning. Yeah, there was a news report about SMK Sri Sentosa's students involved in a bully case lately. And this news report was definitely not true, 'cause the students involved in the bully case were &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SMK SRI SENTOSA&lt;/span&gt;!!! It was a false report!!! Hope others will see this and know about this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tuition class as usual after school. Alone in the house again after tuition class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Exam's just around the corner. And I haven't do my revision yet. Time passes by just like that, without a meaning. Why am I still wasting my time? Well, I can't explain that. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-724703263593261297?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/724703263593261297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=724703263593261297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/724703263593261297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/724703263593261297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-will-try-to-forget-you.html' title='I Will Try To Forget You'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-1331572863170439615</id><published>2009-08-09T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T07:19:24.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All of a sudden I felt that every single thing is not right. I feel like crying right now. I just need some companion right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-1331572863170439615?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1331572863170439615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=1331572863170439615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/1331572863170439615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/1331572863170439615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/all-of-sudden-i-felt-that-every-single.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-8730533266999888558</id><published>2009-08-07T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T01:37:47.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Down Down Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;T.T   I will be working tomorrow. From 12 p.m. to 7 p.m. I really don't feel like going to work tomorrow, but it's the money that matters. :( I'm broke, baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today PJ class was kinda fun. Some of the 5A12 and 5A11's girls(most of us were 5A12's) followed Puan Lim walking around in the school compound since we couldn't play badmintons and basketballs. Puan Lim was talking about breastfeeding stuff. She said it is important for a woman who just gave birth to breastfeed her baby. I asked her, "Do bigger breasts produce more milk?" "No, they don't." Then she said again, "Why? You have bigger breasts ah?" I shouted, "NO!!!" Haha. After PJ class, we went back to our classes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Going to work tomorrow. When I think of this, I feel so down. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-8730533266999888558?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8730533266999888558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=8730533266999888558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/8730533266999888558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/8730533266999888558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/down-down-down.html' title='Down Down Down'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-7476132158908645162</id><published>2009-08-05T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T11:04:29.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get A Life, PEOPLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A faithful friend is the medicine of life. A true friend unbosoms freely, advises justly, assists readily, adventures boldly, takes all patiently, defends courageously, and continues a friend unchangeably. Those over-friendly may be cheating you. So now, I know who really do care about me, and who really don't. I know who are my true friends, and who aren't. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went back to school today after being absent to school for 2 days. Still having fever this morning, but I couldn't skip classes anymore. Were having Chemistry classes on the first 2 periods, then we went back to class before going to the Career Day's talk. Well, guess what? I forgot to carry my bag up to the class after Chemistry classes. Luckily Mun Mun helped me to take my bag up. Thanks ya, LOL. I was so damn blur. Last time, there were Chun Lim and Ghin Seong who forgot their bags, now, it was my turn. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went to Career Day's talk after that. Honestly, I didn't know a single word that guy was talking about. :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After recess, we went down to Block G for the EDU Fair. Saw the prefect again, with his girlfriend. I think they were having some " Just you and me " time there. Wow, you know what? His girlfriend's fringe was so long, and curly. It looked more like pubic hair! So, of course, she looked like a dickhead. LOL. So, why didn't you ask her to clip her fringe up or send her to the discipline teachers so that she could look less like a dickhead and more like a cuckoo, you pussy? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-7476132158908645162?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7476132158908645162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=7476132158908645162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/7476132158908645162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/7476132158908645162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/get-life-people.html' title='Get A Life, PEOPLE'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-2803197663406638146</id><published>2009-08-05T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T03:37:45.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>F + L + U = SUFFERING</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have been absent to school for 2 days now. Flu, again. @.@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;First, it was sorethroat on Monday. Then, sorethroat + runny nose on Tuesday. After that, sorethroat + runny nose + fever on today. Oh, I'm really dying. In less than a month's time, I'm attacked by flu again. Arghh...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hope my condition is gonna get well by tomorrow. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-2803197663406638146?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2803197663406638146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=2803197663406638146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/2803197663406638146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/2803197663406638146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/f-l-u-suffering.html' title='F + L + U = SUFFERING'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-3979636933328353637</id><published>2009-08-02T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T06:16:16.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh well I'm so damn bored right now. So it's better that I find something to do before I start to rust. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today morning my mom woke me up at about 10 a.m. telling me that we will be going to Rawang to visit my granny. Of course, I wanted to sleep more, but I was being forced by my parents to wake up. :( Still lazying on the bed, suddenly we heard the police siren. I was too lazy to get up from the bed to see what was going on. My parents said that there was a patrol car chasing a Proton Wira. There were 2 young guys in the Proton Wira. The 2 cars passed by my condo's guard house. Not long after that, I heard the sound of 2 gunshots! Ok, that really caught my attention. But since the cars were at the place behind my condo, me and my parents couldn't see the cars. About 10 minutes later, the Proton Wira passed by my condo's guard house again. There was a patrol car in front of the Proton Wira, and another patrol car was following from the behind of the Proton Wira. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I had to really wake up after that. After getting everything done, we went to Rawang. Visited uncle and his family and of course, my granny. Went home at 4, reached home at 5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Life is so boring. What else can I do? Aww... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-3979636933328353637?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3979636933328353637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=3979636933328353637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/3979636933328353637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/3979636933328353637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-well-im-so-damn-bored-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-2155846903518726801</id><published>2009-08-01T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T09:01:40.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wanna Lose Weight!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Massive traffic jams in some KL areas juzt now. Supposed to go to Imbi Road for dinner and then go to Rawang to visit my granny, but because of the traffic jams, the plans were cancelled. So me and my parents had dinner in Sri Petaling instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went grocery shopping with my parents at Carrefour after that. In Carrefour, some bras were sold at a price at low as RM 1.99. When I passed by the place where they were selling those bras, WOW!!!! I saw a bra with a size almost as big as my face. I took it up just to check the size. It was a 38G. I don't know when will I reach that level. LOL. Mines are kind of small anyway. Haha. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Had ice-cream again. Mcdonald's one. I already had 3 or 4 times McDonald's ice-cream this week. Well, the weight loss plan, will it be successful? I don't think so. Haha. Ok, no more ice-cream next week, or maybe I'll just have one. :) Good luck, Shun Mun. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-2155846903518726801?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2155846903518726801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=2155846903518726801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/2155846903518726801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/2155846903518726801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-wanna-lose-weight.html' title='I Wanna Lose Weight!!!!'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-6176254561334493845</id><published>2009-07-31T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T09:17:10.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Reached home at about 1 p.m. today. After a while, I went online. When I opened my Tagged message box, I was shocked to read a message a guy on Tagged sent to me. He said things about his "thingy" and it was really grossy. I was like, OMG!!! That was the most disgusting message that others had sent to me. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went for a drink with sis Sheryl just now. A couple was sitting near us. The girl and the boy were like so intimate that me and my sis laughed. Of course, I don't think they knew we were laughing at them. By the way they dressed, we didn't think that they will be acting so intimate in the public. Haha. My sis said they were very "in". LMAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Alone in the house again. I don't know what to do. Maybe I'll take a nap soon. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-6176254561334493845?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6176254561334493845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=6176254561334493845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/6176254561334493845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/6176254561334493845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-5561987425023233432</id><published>2009-07-30T00:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T00:52:16.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364151041811212642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SnFK87iy6WI/AAAAAAAAAEY/AWl4QlVXxig/s400/sorry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well.... Today, I wanna apologize to all the people that I offended before. I was wrong. I thought too much. I was too sensitive. I was stupid enough to believe in what I thought was right. I'm so sorry, people. I really do. You were right, my friend. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Guess what? Shun Mun decided to lose weight!!! Please support her, if you don't, you can just get lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;P/S: Soh Kuan, no adult content today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-5561987425023233432?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5561987425023233432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=5561987425023233432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/5561987425023233432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/5561987425023233432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SnFK87iy6WI/AAAAAAAAAEY/AWl4QlVXxig/s72-c/sorry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-5010905508718146424</id><published>2009-07-28T00:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T03:35:34.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lovely Morning!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Morning is the beginning of the day. Today morning was supposed to be a great start for me in a Tuesday, but YOU!!! Yeah, it was YOU!!! YOU ruined my beautiful, lovely, cheerful, innocent morning!!! You S.H. !!! Arrghhhhh..........!!!!!!!!! My whole morning was ruined just because of you!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;School was boring as usual, attended Chinese extra class after school. It was good 'cause I just listened to some of my classmates reading out the text that Puan Chong gave us, and of course, listened to Puan Chong's teaching. The whole text was about LOVE, to be more accurate, FIRST LOVE. I think some of the sentences in the text gave me goosebumps. LOL. But I can't deny, it was a really wonderful text after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Going to swim afterwards. I'm too tensed. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh yeah, cheer up, Yi Ning. There are tonnes of beautiful fish in the big ocean, see? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before I stop writing, this is for you, you who ruined my morning. You suck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/Sm6wRZnVHKI/AAAAAAAAAEI/FjAj3Licf88/s1600-h/f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363418019224951970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 114px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/Sm6wRZnVHKI/AAAAAAAAAEI/FjAj3Licf88/s320/f.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/5343674552853192092-5010905508718146424?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5010905508718146424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=5010905508718146424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/5010905508718146424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/5010905508718146424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-lovely-morning.html' title='My Lovely Morning!!!!'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/Sm6wRZnVHKI/AAAAAAAAAEI/FjAj3Licf88/s72-c/f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-3267133852246073869</id><published>2009-07-25T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:59:56.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ex File</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh well.... It's Saturday now...Nope, it should be Sunday. It's 12.43 a.m. now. so it's Sunday baby.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just back from a drink with my aunt and her family. Life is so bored that I don't know how to express it. And trial is coming very soon. I don't know what my teachers have been teaching. Guess I have to start doing revision from now on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Texted him just now. He didn't seem like talking to me. Maybe Yi Ning was right, he got himself a new girl. Perhaps, huh, he is now back with his ex. Anything can happen in this world, and we won't know. Kind of confusing. Complicated. I just wanted to chat with him 'cause I was bored like fucking hell. Nothing much. Ewww..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I'm wondering why some people are so confident of themselves. Why wouldn't they look clearly of themself before saying anything? That's really funny. Hahaha!!!! Hope someone can laugh with me, 'cause it's really funny!!!! ROFL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Gotta work on my homework soon. EST essays... I'm still thinking whether I wanna do them or not. Maybe I should get more opinions from my classmates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-3267133852246073869?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3267133852246073869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=3267133852246073869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/3267133852246073869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/3267133852246073869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/ex-file.html' title='The Ex File'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-38263465631362829</id><published>2009-07-24T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:58:26.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Lost, LOSERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh yeah... I do know, Music Club's president and some other people don't like me. By the way they talked to me, the way they treated me, I could see that. They look down on me, but it's ok. You will know that you're wrong one day, baby. :) And I won't give a damn on you anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, it's Friday again. Add Maths class was fun today since we didn't have to do much work. Not much learning required. Let's hope that Add Maths class will always be like that but then we'll be dead during exams. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I tried playing tarot cards just now. Just wanted to know more about my life. But too bad, I was not sure if I had read them in the correct ways. And I really wanna finish reading " Sex and The City ", but I don't know if I can do that 'cause "it's still a long way to go". :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Life's just boring. Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-38263465631362829?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/38263465631362829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=38263465631362829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/38263465631362829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/38263465631362829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/get-lost-losers.html' title='Get Lost, LOSERS'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-2857789147381225352</id><published>2009-07-23T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T05:39:01.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Still Fucked Up Till Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SmhTGLmdR0I/AAAAAAAAAEA/4r68nOhpkOk/s1600-h/fu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361626722042988354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SmhTGLmdR0I/AAAAAAAAAEA/4r68nOhpkOk/s320/fu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeah... I'm so damn fucked up now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, before that, Happy Birthday, Mun Mun! May you will always be smart, pretty and successful. :) Hope you will see this. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, such a fucked up life. I'm so sick of every single thing! So, why? It seemed like some people were not talking to me again these few days. If my instinct wasn't true, why they were doing that recently? Fuck! ( excuse me....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Since life has been bad for me, I decided to give myself a lil treat today by having lunch at McDonald's. Having meals alone in McDonald's had always been fun. Saw a cute guy in there today. :p He was kind of fair, but ok, he was cute. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lastly, Dad, stop watching me while I blog. It's a privacy thing. It's a teenage thing.                                                                                                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-2857789147381225352?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2857789147381225352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=2857789147381225352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/2857789147381225352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/2857789147381225352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-still-fucked-up-till-now.html' title='I&apos;m Still Fucked Up Till Now'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SmhTGLmdR0I/AAAAAAAAAEA/4r68nOhpkOk/s72-c/fu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-4408471169888976415</id><published>2009-07-22T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T10:16:48.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodnight</title><content type='html'>It's 1.16 a.m. right now. Gonna sleep afterwards. Goodnight. Muackx. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-4408471169888976415?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4408471169888976415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=4408471169888976415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/4408471169888976415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/4408471169888976415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/goodnight.html' title='Goodnight'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-7925151591509465885</id><published>2009-07-21T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:56:53.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Super Fucked Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Life nowadays has always been boring and frustrating. I hate my life!!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hey to somebody, please behave yourself. Shut the fuck up! Oh well, it had been a long time since I last used the F word in my stupid blog I guess so. Feel so good to be me again, LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;School. Really feeling like quitting school. School is definitely not a place for a people like me. Maybe I should quit school and start working. I need money so badly too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dad couldn't fetch me home from school today. Walked home after finish watching the girls' basketball tournament. 5A12 girls lost to 5A10 girls today, but they did a great job anyway. Well done, girls! Walking home on the road, a car suddenly passed by. It was speeding and it really scared me. Fuck you, you stupid driver!!! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! How were you gonna repay my life if you hit me? And you weren't driving a sports car. Tell you what, your car is even older than my dad's car! You sucker!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Alright, feeling much better now after letting it all out. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-7925151591509465885?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7925151591509465885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=7925151591509465885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/7925151591509465885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/7925151591509465885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-super-fucked-up.html' title='I&apos;m Super Fucked Up'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-1634705213473884180</id><published>2009-07-20T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:55:16.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Day? Perhaps....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's the day, ugh...Monday again. Not many of us like Mondays, I think. 'Cause it's the beginning of a working week, after a day or two holidays on the weekend. Yeah, I don't like Mondays. Stupid Mondays......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was the boring school assembly again in the morning today. I'd waited for a long time, waited for Daniel to ask all of us to sit down so that I could take a lil nap. I didn't sleep well yesterday. Don't know why. Teachers and students were busy giving talks, speeches or whatever. It was hard for me to take my nap when I had to sit on the dirty floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And oh yeah, sometimes, miracles do happen. My class, the one and only 5A12, got the cleanest class award last week. Wow.... From the beginning of the year till now, I had only been wiping the windows for 1 or 2 times. Cool, huh? ;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Classes as usual, it was just that we had our Bio class in the class since there was no electrical supply to the Bio lab. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The whole KL, I think should be the whole Malaysia is in a hazy state right now. Looking outside the balcony, I can no longer see the nice view of KL. I csn not see the KL Tower, Petronas Twin Towers, Times Square buildings, etc. Just like nothing left. LOL It will be good if all of the students are given FREE holidays because of the hazy environment. :) But let's hope it will get well soon, 'cause the air is not healthy for all of us too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok, bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-1634705213473884180?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1634705213473884180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=1634705213473884180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/1634705213473884180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/1634705213473884180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-day-perhaps.html' title='A New Day? Perhaps....'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-6441893182932144997</id><published>2009-07-18T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:53:10.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm So Over It, I've Been There and Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is the 3rd day. So here am I, single again. He said that it would be better if we ended it 'cause he was having many problems. Well, sounds like I had been dumped. :O But he said that he still liked me. Perhaps..........LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Didn't attend "Yang Guang" meeting today. Seriously, I don't know whether they had a meeting today too. Went swimming at about 3.30 p.m. There were two girls swimming in the pool. To be accurate, playing. Then, a group of guys jumped into the pool. The girls who knew the guys went back. I think they went to the playground. I didn't see all the guys' faces, maybe there were one or two cute guys which I can bumped into. Haha. Nah, just kidding. Went back not long after that. Mom got a shock when she saw me. My skin complexion got darker again. Cool..... The only problem was the areas covered by the tankini were much fairer in colour. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Not gonna write anymore. Goodbye. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-6441893182932144997?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6441893182932144997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=6441893182932144997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/6441893182932144997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/6441893182932144997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-so-over-it-ive-been-there-and-back.html' title='I&apos;m So Over It, I&apos;ve Been There and Back'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-1191313235284073531</id><published>2009-07-08T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T07:34:17.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It has been 2 days now. Am I enjoying my freedom again? Well, i don't know. No text messages from you anymore. Ok, just let it be then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SlSqzOsUAqI/AAAAAAAAAD4/1u3pZx7t-9Y/s1600-h/0ceba418ef7cda1e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356093653944369826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SlSqzOsUAqI/AAAAAAAAAD4/1u3pZx7t-9Y/s200/0ceba418ef7cda1e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SlSqy-CPhfI/AAAAAAAAADw/XxXSMVQGRuM/s1600-h/f8fcee5409b96d8c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356093649472947698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SlSqy-CPhfI/AAAAAAAAADw/XxXSMVQGRuM/s200/f8fcee5409b96d8c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And to our King of Pop, Michael Jackson, may you rest in peace. We'll support you till the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-1191313235284073531?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1191313235284073531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=1191313235284073531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/1191313235284073531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/1191313235284073531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/freedom.html' title='Freedom?'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SlSqzOsUAqI/AAAAAAAAAD4/1u3pZx7t-9Y/s72-c/0ceba418ef7cda1e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-647524400039969283</id><published>2009-07-07T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:50:58.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeah...Well, today is the 7th of July 2009. 6 days more to Exhibition Day. And when Exhibition Day is approaching, most of us are busy with our things. And yeah, so do conflicts occur. Everyone just wants the best for their clubs and societies or whatever, so they just don't care about other people's needs. " I want this, so you can't have this! " This is the situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SlNV6gasN_I/AAAAAAAAADg/nN76Tut-E3Y/s1600-h/1588059161ecfff8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355718845496309746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 83px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SlNV6gasN_I/AAAAAAAAADg/nN76Tut-E3Y/s200/1588059161ecfff8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;they try to talk and talk and talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;but eventually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SlNV63la5ZI/AAAAAAAAADo/q5dIKQ2fH1I/s1600-h/4f495d160346f040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355718851715327378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 66px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SlNV63la5ZI/AAAAAAAAADo/q5dIKQ2fH1I/s200/4f495d160346f040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;they get frustrated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SlNV6ZTaafI/AAAAAAAAADY/k6JYf5_Zr78/s1600-h/5fda81c9e263d7be.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355718843586734578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SlNV6ZTaafI/AAAAAAAAADY/k6JYf5_Zr78/s200/5fda81c9e263d7be.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they tend to start fighting, arguing or whatever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and they start to hate each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So this is what has been happening now. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I want to congratulate my friend, or brother, that is Chun Yoong here. LOL. His wife just gave birth to a cute baby girl 2 months ago. His baby's name is Katherine See Ying Ping. Below is a pretty picture of hers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SlNV6Hb97TI/AAAAAAAAADQ/igabj6EtGnI/s1600-h/4577_87515757461_562227461_2034665_328128_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355718838790778162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SlNV6Hb97TI/AAAAAAAAADQ/igabj6EtGnI/s200/4577_87515757461_562227461_2034665_328128_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;baby Katherine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;isn't she adorable? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, brother, you must be a good husband and daddy. :P May you and your family be blessed always. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-647524400039969283?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/647524400039969283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=647524400039969283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/647524400039969283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/647524400039969283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SlNV6gasN_I/AAAAAAAAADg/nN76Tut-E3Y/s72-c/1588059161ecfff8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-2286587934898257136</id><published>2009-07-06T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T02:38:52.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You May Be Alone, But You're Not Lonely</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At 5.30 a.m. today, Uncle Jimmy was confirmed dead. He passed away after a few weeks in coma condition. Uncle Jimmy was an old friend of my dad, which my dad had known for about 40 years. That's a real long time, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I remember he always gave me money when I saw him. I couldn't recall the day when I last saw him, but as I could remember, it was during a day after my school. I think that was on last year. He was together with my dad in the car when my dad came to fetch me home. It never see him again after that day. And few weeks ago, he got a stroke and it was a serious one. Then he was in coma. As I know, he did open his eyes about one or two weeks ago, but he couldn't talk or move. and on this morning, he finally passed away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I still remember Uncle Chin. He was a friend of my dad whom he had known in July last year. He was 40 years old and he is a tall guy. He is religious. He went to the temples, listened to the Chinese prayers, and so on. He passed away on the 2nd of December. A week after that day, only we got to know that he had already passed away. He suffered from a heart attack. My parents were curious 'cause he had not been keep in touch with them for a few days. Although we all just got to know each other, he was already becoming a close friend to our family. When they asked the guard at his condo, only they found out about his death. He passed away on his bed, alone. There was no one in his house at that  time. it was shocking for us to hear the news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Actually, I didn't really like being with Uncle Chin last time. He always talk about all those religious things and other things which I'm not really into them, so I felt frustrated whenever he talked about all those things. But what now? He is not here anymore. I can't no longer see him, hear him talking or have meals with him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;People come and go. Some people stay for a while in our lives and then they are gone forever. Some stay for a long time and finally they will be gone forever too. Some people enter our lives for a while, then they are gone. Maybe they are still living in this world, but we never see them anymore. If we are lucky enough, we can still see them or talk to them, but the feelings are not the same anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Uncle Jimmy and Uncle Chin, rest in peace. You will always be on our minds.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SlG71HTf36I/AAAAAAAAADI/1tOrcbARxqk/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355267953088520098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SlG71HTf36I/AAAAAAAAADI/1tOrcbARxqk/s200/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SlG71IzDSzI/AAAAAAAAADA/-NGd4Kcei4I/s1600-h/img+a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355267953489300274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SlG71IzDSzI/AAAAAAAAADA/-NGd4Kcei4I/s200/img+a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm always left alone. In the school, I'm always seen alone. Maybe alone is my symbol. So what? What if I'm not loveable? What if I'm not good enough to be your friend? I don't wanna be your friend either, 'cause you SUCK!!! LOL. I may be alone without you, but I'm not lonely. I have my family, right? :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355267950649672354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 85px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SlG70-OCAqI/AAAAAAAAAC4/dgMIN0XYGhA/s200/img+b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Look nicely, sometimes being alone can be wonderful too, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And whenever you are feeling down, unhappy, frustrated, desperate or whatever, try to look outside. Life's beautiful. It's not just about the idiot people that come put you down. It's not just about the small and big things that toughen your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, please don't forget to.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SlG639stg8I/AAAAAAAAACw/GYfklmsXZPE/s1600-h/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355266902537896898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SlG639stg8I/AAAAAAAAACw/GYfklmsXZPE/s200/smile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355266892783233634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 82px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SlG63ZXBKmI/AAAAAAAAACg/cJLzsxH8uZQ/s200/laugh.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;See, life's wonderful. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SlG63slc7DI/AAAAAAAAACo/zJLncQPHfYA/s1600-h/CAS17TWJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355266897944046642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 105px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SlG63slc7DI/AAAAAAAAACo/zJLncQPHfYA/s200/CAS17TWJ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com.my/imgres?imgurl=http://www.deviantart.com/download/96100337/Lonely_by_FrozenStardust.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/96100337/&amp;amp;usg=__U3Hgx6D9Ag_WZmsvtUYhmNBVd7o=&amp;amp;h=3200&amp;amp;w=3200&amp;amp;sz=696&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=71&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=o_JUActxG4EmAM:&amp;amp;tbnh=150&amp;amp;tbnw=150&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dlonely%26ndsp%3D20%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DN%26start%3D60%26um%3D1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com.my/imgres?imgurl=http://www.deviantart.com/download/96100337/Lonely_by_FrozenStardust.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/96100337/&amp;amp;usg=__U3Hgx6D9Ag_WZmsvtUYhmNBVd7o=&amp;amp;h=3200&amp;amp;w=3200&amp;amp;sz=696&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=71&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=o_JUActxG4EmAM:&amp;amp;tbnh=150&amp;amp;tbnw=150&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dlonely%26ndsp%3D20%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DN%26start%3D60%26um%3D1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-2286587934898257136?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2286587934898257136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=2286587934898257136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/2286587934898257136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/2286587934898257136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-may-be-alone-but-youre-not-lonely.html' title='You May Be Alone, But You&apos;re Not Lonely'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SlG71HTf36I/AAAAAAAAADI/1tOrcbARxqk/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-774325371738686427</id><published>2009-07-05T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:49:00.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sunday again. I hate Sundays. From primary school till now I never like Sundays, unless the day after that Sunday is a holiday. Sundays are creepy. Sundays indicate that the next day you got to go to school again and you have to finish your homework by today. That's creepy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out for a drink with my parents just now. Saw a car with a "Don't Kiss My Fit Body" sticker on it. Pervertic enough, huh? :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SlDbt6mQIVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/_ZZYYe39ad4/s1600-h/6bce4f212d80ad0a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355021538813813074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 90px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SlDbt6mQIVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/_ZZYYe39ad4/s200/6bce4f212d80ad0a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SlDbtk8rJmI/AAAAAAAAACI/F8XfReu5jCQ/s1600-h/5b6b73aeb3cac654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355021533002278498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SlDbtk8rJmI/AAAAAAAAACI/F8XfReu5jCQ/s200/5b6b73aeb3cac654.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-774325371738686427?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/774325371738686427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=774325371738686427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/774325371738686427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/774325371738686427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunday-again_3532.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8p0mAXGAodc/SlDbt6mQIVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/_ZZYYe39ad4/s72-c/6bce4f212d80ad0a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-5153160067969174257</id><published>2009-07-04T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:47:54.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Woke up at six today. Oh yeah, had to go to school today. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Armchair Treasure Hunt ( or I prefer to say Wheelchair Treasure Hunt ) on the first four periods. Me, Yeng Hsia, Wen Li, Mei Juin and Chun Lim were supposed to be in a group. But since See Kiat was absent and Ee Lynne will not be taking part in the Open Category anymore, Chun Lim joined Ghin Seong's group and eventually Ee Lynne joined our group. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Competition started. I think I was the useless one. Just managed to find 2 answers I think. :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After it ended, we went back to class. Turned on the mp3 and I started to do my Music Club's things. After a while, I stopped. Bumped into Soh Kuan, Mun Mun and Yi Ning 'cause they wanted to listen to songs too. Haha. Then Shwu Yee asked me to take photo for the school magazine. I looked so awful in those pictures. Aww.... Shun Mun, you really got to lose weight now!!!! Or else you will be a fat ass for the rest of your life!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Students' parents came to the school to take their children's report cards. My mom was not coming since she had to work. My dad said that he will not be free 'cause he had to take his clients to see the houses. Yeah, I told them before that they need not to come to take my report card since I got sucky results. But then, I felt like asking my dad to come. Furthermore, if he didn't come, I had to wait until 12.40 p.m. then only I could go home. So I told him when he is free, come over. I was the last girl left in the class whose parent hadn't come. The rest of my classmates remaining in my class were guys. They were really a bunch of funny people. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Reached home, went swimming. After I got home, I realised that my skin got darker. But only some parts of it. Those parts that were covered by the tankini remain unchanged. OMG. My skin tone now is so weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Going to Gardens later with my parents to meet my sis and her friend. She said she is gonna give us a dinner treat. So, why not? Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-5153160067969174257?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5153160067969174257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=5153160067969174257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/5153160067969174257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/5153160067969174257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/woke-up-at-six-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-8313405453114741523</id><published>2009-07-02T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T05:49:27.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 1+1 thingy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finally, after don't know how long, I can get to go online in my home again. No more cybercafes. Hurray!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, he didn't text me for about 2 days already. OMG! What's wrong? Last night I sent a text to him telling him that we should just let go, but he didn't reply me! Oh god.... What is this? What he wants? Until now, I still haven't receive any sms from him! Is he trying to tell me that he let go too? Gimme an answer, B!!! Don't just ignore me!!! Seriously, I don't know if I really wanna end this thing. A part of me wanna let go, but another part of me wanna continue this. Maybe I get tired and bored about this relationship thing, I just don't know. Maybe I wanna get going with my normal life and get back my freedom. I really don't know. :( I just really really have no idea what should I do. What am I thinking? I'm so fucking confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tomorrow's already Friday. I'm so freaked out that time passed by so damn fast. Without my notice, exam is so gonna be around the corner. I have to work harder and harder and harder in my studies. Wish me all the best. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-8313405453114741523?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8313405453114741523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=8313405453114741523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/8313405453114741523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/8313405453114741523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/11-thingy.html' title='The 1+1 thingy'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-6932289774578646680</id><published>2009-04-17T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:43:25.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's Friday again. Can you imagine how fast time is passing by? Omg... Exam is coming soon!!! Ok, maybe I'm being a lil paranoid here. LOL. But time is really cruel, "ting!" then it's already exam time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today Mrs. Buvaneswary gave us a test. OMG!!! All of a sudden, she gave us paper 2 test. Add maths really do make me mad!!!!! I kept discussing the questions with my friends, though Mrs. Buvaneswary told us to do it ourselves. But in the end, our answers were not the same!!! So what now? Are you kidding me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Skipped choir practice today. Sorry, Sook Yeng, I'm really sorry. You had to do all the jobs yourself. So sorry. Hope you will read my blog and get to know that I'm really feeling sorry. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today was kinda special. Maybe. Someone named Kevin was texting me on the phone, telling me that his online friend gave him my phone number. He told me that his friend is called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Michael, but I don't think I have any friends called Michael. I don't know then. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok, that's all. Ciao~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-6932289774578646680?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6932289774578646680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=6932289774578646680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/6932289774578646680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/6932289774578646680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/friday.html' title='Friday?'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-4399643340714424311</id><published>2009-04-09T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T08:35:08.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not wrong, but it's not right</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh my god..... What am I doing? What's wrong with me? I have no idea. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Is my life really the same anymore? Sometimes, I wonder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nowadays, I'm becoming lazier and lazier. Who am I now? Wake up, ok? Time is rushing. Appreciate the time left, wake up, clear up your mind, and do your things right, can you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I can't seem to trust people. They seem fake. I worry that they just pretend to be my friends. I think that many people are talking bad things about me behind my back. I just can feel it. Maybe it's time for me to seek help from a psychologist, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Life's so stressful. I hate my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-4399643340714424311?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4399643340714424311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=4399643340714424311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/4399643340714424311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/4399643340714424311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-my-god.html' title='It&apos;s not wrong, but it&apos;s not right'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-7900938943945176355</id><published>2009-04-03T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:40:17.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did you ever feel that you don't know whether the things that you are doing are right or wrong? Did you ever never get confused by the things you do in life? I'm just kinda confused now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Friday, the 3th of April 2009. Weeks by weeks passed by speedily, and I know that the next exam is coming so soon. Sports Day is on this coming Sunday. Yeah, I'm so "going" to this superb event!!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today they were having Sports Day's rehearsal. In the morning during Chinese class, there were only a few people left in the class, listening to Puan Chong's lessons. Then during my "favourite" PJ class, some guys put on their PJ clothes and went for theis PJ class. As usual, the girls just hated PJ classes. I continued eating my Oreo biscuits in the class which I was eating earlier in the morning before Puan Chong came in. Then I was sleeping in the class for a while, but I woke up not long after that. I didn't really fell asleep. During English class, Puan Foo wasn't teaching. So I slept again. And this time I really had a good sleep. I even had dreams. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to recess after that with my friends. That was the best recess ever. Only a few people in the canteen buying food, eating or whatever. The canteen was just so quiet and cool. I got to enjoy peace in the canteen. The bell rang, indicated recess time was over. We went back to that lame old boring class. Many of my classmates had returned to the class at that time. Puan Yap went into our class for Komsas class, but I think there were only a few people listening to what she said. Yi Ning were sketching those lalat people which liked to hit their heads to the trees on the papers again. And they all looked funny. Haha. Add Maths class was next, but Puan Buvaneswary never came into our class. She never came into our class for two weeks already. Don't know why. I guess she was just too busy. My friends were doing their homework, but I wasn't doing any of it. I was just that blardy lazy. And I was acting crazy in the class for these few days, maybe I was really crazy. I went to "seduce" Mun Mun, and it was a gross scene to looked at. :D We couldn't help but to laugh out loud. Eww.... so disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went for lunch with my friends. Then I went for the boring choir practice again. Teacher was not coming. So less pressure right? And many of us sang out of pitch today. xP Every time someone sang out of pitch, we would laugh. Yeah, I sang out of pitch many times, and they were embarrassing but also funny. Left school at 2.30 p.m., and I told my dad to fetch me back at 2.30 p.m. too. But my dad reached Esso only at 3.00 p.m. We went to fetch my mom from work, then went home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. That's all for today, goodnight bye bye love you honey. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-7900938943945176355?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7900938943945176355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=7900938943945176355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/7900938943945176355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/7900938943945176355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/did-you-ever-feel-that-you-dont-know.html' title='What a Day!'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-5828270013063304216</id><published>2009-03-23T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:34:53.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's one of those days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You know, I'm having a real bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of school after a week's break, teachers started to give out those exam papers. And yeah, I got really bad results. My EST mark was the lowest mark in the class. Oh, my god!!! I was really upset by my performance. And in school I kept bugging the people around me about my sucky EST result. Sorry, people. I was really sad. Guess I need to work harder next time, huh? But I think I had gave my best, so why was I still getting those results? Am I really that dumb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a really bad day for me. Hope that from now on everything will be better. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-5828270013063304216?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5828270013063304216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=5828270013063304216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/5828270013063304216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/5828270013063304216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-one-of-those-days.html' title='It&apos;s one of those days'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-2330349851878808788</id><published>2009-03-21T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:33:04.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ya...so now it's holiday. But holiday is gonna end soon. Exam was over. I'm so happy. And what results I'm gonna get, I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been working from Tuesday till Friday. I didn't get to enjoy my holidays. And every morning I have to go back to that lame and boring school for that so called choir practice, eww....holiday is tiring for me. I have some reports to type too. Really troublesome. I haven't start doing my homework yet. It's already Sunday now. Have to get back to that school again on Monday. How worse it can be? Arghh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, Friday was a real bad day for me. At least, my day started badly. Woke up at 8 or 9 something I don't know, then got ready to school. I was wearing that blackish dress to school and yes, the earrings. Feeling kinda uncomfortable so I took off the earrings then. Entered the access room, and teacher was looking at me with that unfriendly face. Yeah, I knew that I was late! But I think she always gimme that face. That type of face is meant for me! I know that she doesn't like me from the beginning. I think that she started to remember my name not long ago after me being more than 4 years in that club. :) And guess what happened next, Sam left and only 2 sopranos left. Teacher said that she wanted to train the altos. Oh then I felt really free and stupid, too. I called my dad to fetch me up after being there about 15 minutes. I couldn't stand it anymore. I had to get to work after that!!! I hadn't get enough sleep either. My day was totally ruined. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so boring. School's gonna start soon. Guess how am I gonna survive in school? We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-2330349851878808788?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2330349851878808788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=2330349851878808788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/2330349851878808788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/2330349851878808788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/03/ya.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-1251953123531860048</id><published>2009-02-27T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:30:16.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well...today it's already the 27th of February 2009. Tomorrow will be the last day of February for the year 2009. How can time be so cruel? Next week I will be living in hell. Super exam week!!! Chemistry, History, Biology, Physics....And they are all in paper 2 . Oh I feel like jumping off a building now. Furthermore, next week I am also gonna have Add Maths paper 1, Maths paper 2, Chinese paper 1 and 2, BM paper 1 and 2, Moral and also the EST. What the hell. School is until Saturday too. Gonna be really stressed out. And I haven't prepare for this exam yet. Today's English papers were like shit. Ugh.... Damn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-1251953123531860048?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1251953123531860048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=1251953123531860048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/1251953123531860048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/1251953123531860048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/well_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-7614253890075740198</id><published>2009-02-07T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:28:16.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well...Chinese New Year is ending so so so so soon. Aww...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This Chinese New Year has been quite fun so far. Because I finally could get to a place far from KL during CNY. It was not really far, just 89 km from KL. But who cared? Even just for a day, I was happy enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went to Bentong to visit my uncle and his family there last Friday. My parents said that that was the first time I saw them, but I remember that my family and I went to visit them before. Ok, maybe I was dreaming. But I remember that there was a grandfather's clock in their house, and I did saw the clock in the living room of their house. Weird, weird, weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My uncle was really great. He renovated his house by himself and also built a dam by himself! Cool...His house was really a great place to live in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Got to go now. Bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-7614253890075740198?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7614253890075740198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=7614253890075740198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/7614253890075740198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/7614253890075740198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-5659220067930516308</id><published>2008-12-11T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:51:25.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories + Hate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEMORIES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Save us from our memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The things we remember are those best forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The indiscretions of our youth are the happy memories in our old age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy the person with a short memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The weather was always fine in happy memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We may shut our realities but not memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bygone troubles are sweet to remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Forgetfulness is a form of freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Forgetfulness helps ease our grief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The wound may heal but the scar remains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To try to forget something is the sure way of thinking of nothing else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If we could not forget, we would not be free from grief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eaten bread is soon forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The promises of the night are forgotten at daybreak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Even the bad times were good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lending to a person makes him lose his memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh! To have the days of our childhood restored or be able to forget them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Obsession with the past can ruin our future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dangers past - God is forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can you remember the worries of a year ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll see you again whenever the spring breaks through again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HATE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hate is the coward's revenge for being frightened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A great hate may give a purpose to life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love blinds us to people's fault but hate blinds us to their virtues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We hate those who make us feel inferior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The greatest hate often springs from the greatest love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nobody hates a proud man more than another proud man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you know this was your last day, would you still hate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you hate yourself, you can love no other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Prejudice is the maximum hate for the minimum reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hatred is by far the longest pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Strong hates reveal our secret desires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Misery generates hate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You will hate in a person that which is part of yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How easily fear can turn into hate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-5659220067930516308?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5659220067930516308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=5659220067930516308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/5659220067930516308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/5659220067930516308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/12/memories-hate.html' title='Memories + Hate'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-6830103502790171385</id><published>2008-11-23T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T08:04:23.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tomorrow's a holiday for me...hurray!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yesterday my mom helped me to dye my stupid hair. That was the first time I dyed my hair. lol. After washing and drying my hair, I didn't see any colour changes. I was so dissapointed. Just now, my mom helped me to dye my hair again. And, I'm so happy now, my hair is now brownish in colour... :). Finally, I could see the change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tomorrow's a holiday. But starting from next month, Mondays could no longer be holidays for me. I have to attend tuition classes again. Tuition classes. Oh I just hate tuition classes!!! But in order to get a good grade for my add maths and maths, I have to attend tuition classes. If not, I will DIE. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Let's talk about my job then. The people there are being nice to me now. Maybe in the beginning they were not that close to me. But now, it's alright. But I am kinda lazy to go to work. I want to stay in my home sweet home and just do my own things. But for the money, I have no choice. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-6830103502790171385?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6830103502790171385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=6830103502790171385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/6830103502790171385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/6830103502790171385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/11/tomorrows-holiday-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-1274367352942085402</id><published>2008-11-21T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:23:17.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Baby it's Friday!!! I love Fridays!!! And I kinda hate working now....T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tomorrow is Saturday, my favourite day of the week!!! But still, I have to work!!! *Bummer*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today Stella Chung entered our shop. She was quite pretty, but she left after a few seconds. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I had been having strange dreams during the past few nights. I wonder why was I having all these dreams. Oh....They are driving me crazy. Help me....They are really strange. I'm so sick of them. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Gotta go now. Nothing much to write. My life is boring. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-1274367352942085402?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1274367352942085402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=1274367352942085402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/1274367352942085402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/1274367352942085402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/11/baby-its-friday-i-love-friday-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-4672080612760698648</id><published>2008-11-20T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:21:19.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Memories.... I have so much sweet and bitter memories in my 16 years of life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I miss someone now. I miss many people now. I miss many things now. Many things and people from the past. The past. I feel sad when recalling all those memories. I want to go back to the past time. It had been about a year now. I still can't forget all those memories 1 year ago. I so worry that I will remember all those memories. They were like the sweetest memories in my life. But things had changed. If I go back to the place right now, many things might have changed. So sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today was the 5th day of me working in the boutique. Holy crap!!! My performance was really suck-ish. Damn me!!! I still don't know yet. Maybe my boss will fire me. Just like Donald Trump had always said in "The Apprentice", "XXX, you're fired!!!" Zomg!!! Will it be that way? Will I be fired? Hell knows....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today when I reached there, my boss a.k.a. Jason asked me to vacuum the floor. I thought I was about to sweep the floor but then he asked me to vacuum the floor. Maybe he thought that I didn't really know how to sweep the floor properly so instead of a broom, he asked me to use a vacuum cleaner. Oh no... That was the first time I used a vacuum cleaner. My boss was helping me. SHIT!!! I didn't know anything. Fuck me!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then I arranged the new stocks in the evening. After arranging all the clothes and so on, I thought the storeroom was still messy. I could read it from Jason's face. Holy Christ, I'm a real dumbo. Jacklyn the DUMBO!!! Fuck me once again. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-4672080612760698648?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4672080612760698648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=4672080612760698648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/4672080612760698648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/4672080612760698648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/11/memories.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-2700316793975646591</id><published>2008-11-16T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:18:34.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Baby, it's holiday now. I'm really missing school days. I mean it. For the first time ever in my 11 years of school life, I'm gonna say it out loud, "I LOVE school!" I felt sad leaving school on Friday. Don't know why. Yesterday was my first day of work. There were 2 girls and 1 boy there. Some of them were really good people, but other, hmmm... Haha!!! I really worry that they will fire me. I think my performance really suck. S-U-C-K. Oh mommy.... Let's hope for the best then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, what more to say? Let me think first. Today, as usual. Many customers tried on our clothes today. I don't know how much sales we did today, because I was not the one collecting the money. lol. I really miss those days in HSC. I was the only one in charge of the clothes. I collected the money, promoted the clothes. Everything. And I had really good friends there. They were not arrogant, they were really friendly. I missed those days so much!!! We always went to the shops to buy food. And those days were really fun and meaningful for me!!! But all those things are now being kept as memories now. I hate the word 'memories', because it always has a sad feeling in it. Stupid. Awww.... What to do? Dad didn't let me work there. It was too far away. I really want to go back there. But maybe some of my friends there already left there and went to work in other places. I miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a holiday for me. No work. I was supposed to go attend Mr.Teng's tuition class tomorrow, but if I go there tomorrow, I will only be able to attend the classes 2 times this month, so dad told me to go tuition next month. *Sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-2700316793975646591?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2700316793975646591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=2700316793975646591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/2700316793975646591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/2700316793975646591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/11/baby-its-holiday-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-7056854431979905890</id><published>2008-11-13T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:13:29.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Time passes by so fast.... This was the last school day for the year 2008. I'm not really excited about the holidays, but I'm feeling a little emo. This year sucks....Actually, for me, every year suck. I'm emo-ing, so damn frustrated. FUCK!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sunday I went for an interview for a job. Yesterday the boss called me and asked me whether I could start work from tomorrow onwards. WoW!!! This is really freaking me out, because tomorrow will be my first day working in a different place. I'm so fucking nervous right now. I'm not gonna think of today, I will think about tomorrow. Today had been a bad day for me. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm feeling really confused right now. I really have no idea why am I feeling this way. I don't know what to do right now. Cry? Perhaps. I think I will be going crazy very soon. I wanna scream out loud. I'm not feeling happy. ARGH!!!!! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I hate myself!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-7056854431979905890?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7056854431979905890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=7056854431979905890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/7056854431979905890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/7056854431979905890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/11/time-passes-by-so-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-7419213262303019737</id><published>2008-11-10T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:12:22.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh Monday Monday Monday.... I didn't want to go to school, but since we will be having Mr.Lim's class, so I had no choice. School day is boring day...Ewww.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today, I spent my time doing Sudoku. ;( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I heard people talking in the class, but I had no idea what were they talking about. ^.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The day was getting boring. I felt so emo.... E-M-O. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went home at 1.50 p.m. today. I was not going to Mr.Teng's tuition class, because I might have other planning this holiday and I hadn't have my exact timetable yet. Mr.Teng would be angry at me, I thought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dad told me that mum hadn't bought lunch for me. Ok, never mind, I told him. I would have my lunch later. Went to Carrefour for some groceries shopping with my parents. I had my lunch there. Umm....actually, it was lunch+dinner, so it was lunner, or dinch....lol I don't know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want a job now, desperately. No $, hard to live. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-7419213262303019737?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7419213262303019737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=7419213262303019737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/7419213262303019737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/7419213262303019737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-monday-monday-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-6402047912407992607</id><published>2008-11-06T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:10:09.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm having a real bad day. I won't tell why but I'm feeling really bad. I'm so confused. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I never had my lunch. Reached home and I went to sleep on the couch. I'm so frustrated. Oh what-the-fuck!!! I didn't feel like eating anything. The food that my mom bought was left on the dining table. Ugh...At about 4.00 p.m. I woke up realising that my parents had got home. Uncle Chin was with them. I felt boring so I went into my parents' room and felt asleep again. I was awakened by my dad at about 5 p.m. He asked me to go out and have dinner with them. I refused to go out. I just woke up, I felt really bad, I was emo-ing and I wanted to watch the tv show. They went out. I went to the living room and watched tv. I took the food which was supposed to be my lunch and tried to finish it. But I felt like vomitting looking at it. I didn't even manage to grab a bite at it. They reached home at 5.30 p.m. We watched tv together. Then at 6.30 p.m. I finally took my shower. At 7.30 p.m. Uncle Chin went home and my parents took me out to buy my dinner. I had chicken burger again. I love burgers. They are really tasty. The word ' burger' reminds me of Jack Berger in the Sex and the City drama series. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad day.... Tomorrow I'm not going to school. Anyway, dad is going to Raub tomorrow morning. No one is fetching me home. I now have a reason to play truant. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a bad day for me. I'm gonna kill myself sooner or later. ;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-6402047912407992607?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6402047912407992607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=6402047912407992607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/6402047912407992607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/6402047912407992607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-having-real-bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-6684473677858440427</id><published>2008-11-04T02:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:08:30.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Baby, I skipped school again. I was feeling kinda horrible yesterday. I had to hold tissue papers in my hands all the time. So I told my mom that I wouldn't be going to school today. I slept late yesterday. I don't know the exact time though. I was busy listening to Jay Chou's songs. Kinda addicted to them. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called up Jo Yee again at 1.30 p.m. She told me that I was in the 27th place in the class. Oh my....27? Bad....T.T. I have to work really hard next year in order to survive then. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow I guess I will be going to school. School?....HATE it!!! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-6684473677858440427?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6684473677858440427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=6684473677858440427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/6684473677858440427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/6684473677858440427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/11/baby-i-skipped-school-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-2973720003050980461</id><published>2008-11-02T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:07:28.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ah......mommy I'm sick.....T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped school today....Actually I was lazy to go to school at first, but I got sick so I wouldn't go to school anyway....LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at about 9.30 a.m. today. Got dressed up and waited for sis Sheryl to come home. Finally she came home at about 11 a.m. Umm...let me think. Ya...around that time. We went out for brunch with mom. We went to the KFC near my school. (I was worrying that I will meet my teacher there...lol) Sis drove her car round and round the restaurant but couldn't find a parking place. We wondered why there were so many cars. She wanted to park at the handicapped parking lot, but that was really bad of us to do that. So sis finally found a parking place. When we were about to enter the restaurant, there were some people standing outside there. One of them who was a white guy told us that there was a private event in the restaurant. *Bummer* We then went to the Pizza Hut restaurant. After we entered, sis suggested that we go to the other KFC nearby. We went to the one in OUG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm....There I was having fried chicken though I was really sick, having sore throat and cold. I love to eat!!!! I looked really horrible. My lips were really dry and my nose was red. I was feeling really not well. Mom went to the pharmacy and bought me Panadol pills. After taking the pills, I felt much better. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called up Jo Yee. The results were out. She said that I will be in "20 something" place in the class but she didn't see my name. OMG!!! Where was I? She asked me to come to school tomorrow. MUST!!! I have to wait until tomorrow....:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-2973720003050980461?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2973720003050980461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=2973720003050980461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/2973720003050980461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/2973720003050980461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/11/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-7754972435886073190</id><published>2008-11-02T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:04:39.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aww....I'm sick...F to the U to the C to the K!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to dad I'm sick....LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, Happy Birthday to my mommy!!!! It's her 49th birthday!!! My mom is 49 now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I slept at 3 a.m. Went to SJK(C)Salak South yesterday for an event. Omg...I sweat too much yesterday....I STANK!!! I really had no idea why I sweat so much!!! Omg!!! I was so embarassed because I was really smelly!!! So, the lesson was, remember to put on eau de toilette or deodorant before lending a helping hand in any event like that!!! And there was another big secret!!! I borrowed a pair of trousers from my mom, and the zip was spoiled!!! I knew that but I didn't care at first. I thought that it was nothing. When I reached Happy Garden, I was given the uniform and I was asked to tuck in my shirt. I was like "Oh shit!!! I forgot that I need to tuck in my shirt!!! I should have wear my own jeans then..." I was panicked. I went into the toilet and called my mom. I told her my problem and she asked me "How?" I ended the call. When we reached the school, I kept covering the "zip place". I asked others for pin. After that, I called my mom again. I said," Mom, my trousers can't tahan anymore!!!" I asked her to come to the school and pass my jeans to me. I waited for a long time. Finally my dad and mom came. I had to change my jeans in the car because I didn't want to change in the toilet!!! Haha!! I was so glad that I had changed my trousers. If not, I don't know how will I survive for the afternoon!!! ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before yesterday, I went to have my fringe cut. So I went out with my mom. The hairdresser cut my fringe and I was like "Oh no!!! Why do I look so weird? Why do my hair look so weird?" I was about to burst into tears....How do I go out and meet other people? After taking my shower, I cried. The hairstyle was really ugly. But mom and dad said that it was nice. So yesterday during that event, I clipped my hair. Oh...bad bad bad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to yum cha just now with my parents. Since I didn't have enough money to celebrate mom's birthday, so I just belanja my dad and mom yum cha....lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick. I hate it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-7754972435886073190?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7754972435886073190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=7754972435886073190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/7754972435886073190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/7754972435886073190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/11/aww.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-4482223937852128509</id><published>2008-10-30T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:02:25.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OMG!!! I'm so fat!!! Listen, it's fat....My face is so big right now....round and I have DOUBLE-chin!!! That's really bad....Moreover, today only I found out that my neck was so short. Oh I look really horrible right now.... It's time to lose weight, LOSE WEIGHT!!! Ok, but I just had a burger for my dinner...lose weight? Starting from tomorrow then. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test papers were returned back to us. Oh... My Physics paper was a real disaster!!! I got only 57 marks!!! Although I thought that was beyond my expectations, it seemed like almost all of the people got an A1, and at least, an A2!!! That made me upset. Forget it!!! Just forget it!!! Never mind. It's all right. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, goodnight Jacklyn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-4482223937852128509?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4482223937852128509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=4482223937852128509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/4482223937852128509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/4482223937852128509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/10/omg-im-so-fat-listen-its-fat.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-5994465633104335481</id><published>2008-10-26T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T11:09:51.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey Jacklyn, those people hate you....Can't you see it from their eyes? It's natural... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I don't give a damn on that...really? YES...I guess so....:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 5.30 in the morning today....ummm...no...maybe around 6 in the morning. I could hear the birds chirping....Chih-chih-chih-chih....Cute....Haha!!! Actually I didn't feel like sleeping...I worried that if I lie on the bed, I will start to think about many many unimportant and IMPORTANT things....I had rather stayed in the dark living room, doing some handcrafts...PUKE!!! And, it's the time of the month again...When girls feel uneasy...hah...you know what....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's around 1 in the morning now...and it's DEEPAVALI!!! A very Happy Deepavali to all the people that are celebrating it!!!! The living room is so dark now...I'm now in another living room. There's only a table lamp that had been switched on. Mum and dad went to bed just now, the door had been closed. I'm all alone. Sis went to Alex's place. She is not going home tonight. I don't feel like going to bed now. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 2 days of holidays...Monday and Tuesday. I want to look for a job now, since exam had been over, and holidays are coming. I hate school!!! I just hate it!!! You have no idea how bored I am in the school. Holidays, I love you. You are my remedy for being stupid, annoying, or whatever in the school. Now, back to the job. I don't know what should I do. I really want to get back to HSC, but it's way too far away. Dad didn't like it. I wanted to be a salesgirl again, in the shopping centre, but dad said that it was not so convenient. He asked me to work at a place near my house, which was convenient enough, that was good. He also said that if the place was near my house, lesser pay was also no big deal. Actually, NO WAY!!! I want to get a high-paid job!!! I want a job which pays me more than 1000 bucks a month. Anyway, will I get that? Will anybody hire me, the immature 16-year-old girl which is fat, short, ugly and dumb? No idea. I don't know if I can find a job like that in here. Even in the shopping malls, maybe they will only pay me 4 bucks per hour. That's cheap!!! So cheap. And I will have to work like hell in the shopping malls. What should I do then? I'm so confused, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to get back to school very soon. This Wednesday. I really don't feel like going to school. What should I do in the school, alone? FUCKER....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-5994465633104335481?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5994465633104335481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=5994465633104335481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/5994465633104335481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/5994465633104335481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-jacklyn-those-people-hate-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-47613286774650412</id><published>2008-10-16T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T09:54:28.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Exam fever....yuppy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Exam had been started for 2 weeks. 2 stressful weeks. 1 more week to go. Fu~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is the final exam. Final exam, man!!! The most important one....I am so damn worry now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For these 2 weeks, I slept late. There were 2 nights that I slept at 5 in the morning. Of course, I slept a few hours before. But, the thing was, even though I had slept for a few hours before, that weren't helpful. Pimples started to accomodate on my oily face. One day, I went to the toilet at about 3 or 4 in the morning. OMG!!! I looked into the mirror, and I realised that I looked really really awful, even much more awful than normal! LOL. And the odd thing now is, I never feel sleepy. Not in the afternoons or in the nights. On the normal school days, I will feel really sleepy in the afternoon, but now I just can't feel it!!! Maybe my body is undergoing some mutations now after not getting enough sleep. HaHa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-47613286774650412?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/47613286774650412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=47613286774650412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/47613286774650412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/47613286774650412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/10/exam-fever.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-6759698603020546890</id><published>2008-10-02T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T09:52:22.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Hari Raya!!! Yup....It's Hari Raya again. Last year, during Hari Raya, I was working. Now, during Hari Raya, I'm studying like hell. Umm...actually not studying, but just worrying. I haven't really started studying yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"EXAM"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This word really scares me. I have exam phobia probably. Not cool at all. Moreover, it's the final exam that I will be having!!! God, please help me!!! T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-6759698603020546890?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6759698603020546890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=6759698603020546890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/6759698603020546890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/6759698603020546890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-hari-raya-yup.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-3493830519961063258</id><published>2008-09-29T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T09:51:16.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Is it holiday yet? Yuppy....it is. A holiday that I'm having with a lot of doubts and uneasy feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Exam is on its way. It is coming! How? I always hated exams, at least since I entered secondary school. Oh...no, no, no. Since I entered Form 3. Exam had never been fun at all. Now, in Form 4, I really can't breathe. Maybe many people will think, "oh my god, you are only in secondary school. Secondary school things are just so easy. Simple things will drive you crazy? Gimme a break, please." Ok, many people will think like this, maybe older people. They are now in higher education level, then they will think that secondary school things are just as easy as pie. But please forgive me, I will think that secondary school is hard for me, maybe when I grow a lil older, I will think like what you all think. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Exam is gonna last for three or four consecutive weeks. I don't really remember. Never mind. For these few weeks, my mind is going to be busy. Physics, chemistry, biology, history, additional mathematics.....and all kinds. I wonder how am I going to deal with all the pressure, for about 1 month! After exam, then I will worry about my exam results. Every now and then I am like this, always worry about all kinds of things. I'm a paranoiac. That's what people told me. LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now I really want to go and study, but I just couldn't do it. Oh my God!!! I know everyone is busy doing revision. ARGH!!! Stop thinking. Stop writing for more. Ok bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-3493830519961063258?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3493830519961063258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=3493830519961063258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/3493830519961063258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/3493830519961063258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/09/is-it-holiday-yet-yuppy.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-8019325910700048012</id><published>2008-09-27T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T09:49:05.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So long since I last blogging...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back into the past, I realised many things had changed. Totally changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? I thought everything was so nice. I thought everything was good. But they were not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, it was my mom's brother and his family. All these years, they treated us so great. I thought they were good and decent people. No, they are not. They sabotaged all my other relatives that we thought our other relatives were bad person. But the fact is, they are the bad person, not our other relatives. Somehow I couldn't believe it. But never mind, after this incident, our relationship with other relatives got better. We always hang out with my mom's sis and her family. This is good. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was another thing then. It was my father's relatives. All the time, they were good. I thought they were kind people too. Again, the answer is not. They were just acting. This one, sometimes when I think back, "Why did all these happen?" It was unbelievable. Everything was nice and "POOF!" No!!! *sigh?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things may look nice from the outside, but from the inside, they are not. People may be good to you, but they are actually not. How to trust people? People are so fake. They are like good person to you, but from the back they talk bad about you. Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-8019325910700048012?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8019325910700048012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=8019325910700048012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/8019325910700048012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/8019325910700048012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-long-since-i-last-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-6511531282010104911</id><published>2008-09-05T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T08:10:25.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I always feel that I'm not important at all. And that's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;People don't like me. Classmates, teachers, people. I know I'm not good. But that feeling sucks a lot. I'm not happy. Especially at school. You know, at school, everyone is looking at me with that look. I know maybe some of them don't like me. And the past few days I can even feel more and more people hate me. I don't like to go to school. I always wish that I could be sick and not going to school. Then, I don't have to look at the people. I don't have to face them. Looking at them, just make me feel like dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know that's my fault if people are treating me that way. I know I have attitude problem. I don't know when will all these end. I had done so many wrong things in the past. So, that's what I get for myself. Serve me right, huh? Sometimes, you may have change, but people will not accpet you anymore because you had done wrong in the past. I always say the wrong things. I know that many people got angry because of what I have said. Words kill...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why am I like this? I had try to change, but it didn't seem to work anymore. Sometimes I wonder, do the paople be friends with me sincerely or they just faking around. Sometimes I wonder, do they really hate me or it is just my way of thinking? I have no idea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Somehow, I wish things could change. A better tomorrow, huh? *ROFL* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-6511531282010104911?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6511531282010104911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=6511531282010104911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/6511531282010104911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/6511531282010104911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-always-feel-that-im-not-important-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-425799613251985268</id><published>2008-08-30T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T04:14:15.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday school was having some kind of Merdeka celebration things. I only slept for 2 and a half hours yesterday, then I woke up at 6 a.m. and went to school. I almost fell asleep yesterday during the assembly. And furthermore, we couldn't sit on the floor because it rained the day before yesterday. The floor was wet. Aww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to bed early yesterday. Then I woke up at 1.30 p.m. today. I was awaken when sis Sheryl went back home after teaching tuition. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without taking my shower, I just brushed my teeth and washed my face, then I followed my sis to fetch my mum. We dropped mum at Pizza Hut, she was going to have her lunch with her friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After went home, I had my lunch. Sis Sheryl went to Alex's place not long after that. She was going to get the camera from Alex because I needed to borrow his camera for the stupid Moral work!!! But anyway, thanks sis. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 4 p.m., sis Rachel and Erwin came to our house. I went to take my shower. After that I followed them to buy groceries. Dad was at home alone. After dropping by sis Rachel at the salon, I followed Erwin to Happy Cafe again. We had drink then. Then Erwin went to fetch sis from the salon. We all had drinks together. Uncle Chin joined us then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 6 p.m., sis Rachel and I went to fetch my grandma to uncle Chin's house. Erwin was going to cook dinner for her. I was having my dinner there too. Nice dinner. Haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having my dinner my parents came. My parents, grandma, uncle Chin, sis Rachel and Erwin were having some discussions. I was listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma is teaching Uncle Chin some kind of Buddhism things now. Everyone is having a good time now. I'm really happy to see that. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, got to go. Bye yah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-425799613251985268?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/425799613251985268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=425799613251985268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/425799613251985268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/425799613251985268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/08/yesterday-school-was-having-some-kind.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-3377410380830295881</id><published>2008-08-28T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T04:11:33.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey....I hadn't been on blogger for a while. Lazy nowadays...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..now I'm in uncle Chin's house. Me and my parents. We are here for a meal. Yummy....A meal after my dinner...I'm getting fatter and fatter now...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday uncle Chin, Erwin, my parents and I were at Happy Cafe for dinner. It was raining heavily. It was so cold. Wind blewing...wow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had lamb steak for my dinner. Umm~~~Erwin, uncle Chin and dad were having beer. After that, we headed to uncle Chin's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Celina there. She was fifteen. We became friends then. lol&lt;br /&gt;We chatted in her room. We were having fun while my parents, uncle Chin, Erwin and sis Rachel were discussing something in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were at uncle Chin's house for about 4 hours. We left there at about 12 a.m. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still had some Add Maths homework to be done. But I just forgot it. Hehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go...not much to be said right now....Bye yah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-3377410380830295881?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3377410380830295881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=3377410380830295881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/3377410380830295881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/3377410380830295881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/08/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-7690475371712851105</id><published>2008-08-09T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T04:07:21.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today, stupid enough, I went to school!!! What a shock!!! Because I never went to school on Saturdays' replacement classes in my secondary school's life unless there were exams. I felt stupid....lol&lt;br /&gt;After went home, my parents and I went to my dad's friend's house. Then, we went home at about 4p.m.&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling kinda sleepy. So I went to take a nap. A two and a half hours nap. :)&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at about 7 p.m., I went to take my bath. Ya I'm not that hygienic. Haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;Dad's friend went to my house. Not long after that, my sis and her German boyfriend came. They brought us KFC!!! Her boyfriend, Alex will be staying here tonight, as his rented house can't be stayed anymore after some electricity errors.&lt;br /&gt;Today is such a boring Saturday. Saturday is my favourite day throghout the week, so why is it so boring this week? Oh my.....xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-7690475371712851105?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7690475371712851105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=7690475371712851105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/7690475371712851105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/7690475371712851105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-stupid-enough-i-went-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-9187309040980171219</id><published>2008-08-08T00:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T08:12:18.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;People are fake....People are pretentious. I hate my stupid relatives. They have no brain. Go to HELL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ya....Mum didn't go to work today. So she and dad went to grandma's house. Grandma was suppose to have her operation today, but it was postponed to September. Grandma then gave my parents the "so called" invitation card by my...ummm....aunt? Ya..."so called" aunt. What invitation card? Ok, for your information, it was my cousin brother and his erm....fiance..oh ya right, wedding dinner's invitation card. Oh actually, we never even think about going to that dinner too..xP Ok, the invitation card was given out to "KAREN AND DAUGHTERS".....Karen, my mum and daughters, me and my 2 sis. What the fuck? Where's my father's name? NO!!! nothing!!! FUCK her!!!&lt;br /&gt;My father done something wrong to you? No, he didn't!!!! Stop accusing him for something he had never done. Shut your fucking mouth!!! I am not going to respect you because you never respect our family!!! He is your brother, how can you do this to him?! And to other fucking relatives, shut your FUCK up!!! You all have no right to say or comment anything about my family!!! To one of the aunt and her family, mind your own business first before comment on a single thing about my family. And thank you, my family is happy and healthy, not like yours. You all don't need to be busybodies.&lt;br /&gt;You are all pretentious. To one of the uncle, when my sis first called you to tell you about the thing, you were like, " How can they say this? My brother is not like that!!!" You were like very understanding...which we thought that it was good. But then, you never call to my dad and ask him about the case. When your children came here for tuition, you never show up to our house. What the hell? You were like believing that my dad is a good person, yet you like didn't trust him!!!&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, my dad gave up his studies after Form 6 just to let the fucking rest of you to study. Maybe if it wasn't because of you, my dad will earn a much more better living now. And you all won't be able to have a much more better life than us now. Oh did I just write "Now"? Ya I did. At least for now, we never know what will happen in the future, right? :)&lt;br /&gt;Stop pretending....all the "so called" aunts, uncles and cousins.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe you should listen to the song, "The Great Pretender" by The Platters. No, no, no!!! You all should sing that out loud. It suits all of you.&lt;br /&gt;*points out middle fingers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-9187309040980171219?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/9187309040980171219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=9187309040980171219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/9187309040980171219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/9187309040980171219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/08/people-are-fake.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-7802112319303590572</id><published>2008-07-26T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T04:05:01.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Woke up at 7 in the morning today. After preparing all the things, dad fetched me to the school. I had to help to prepare for the Exhibition Day.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the access room, but after that me and Sook Yeng they all went to 6A2. The musical show will be held there. We arranged the table and chairs, moved the heavy stage to there, cleaned up the class, and all kind of things. We started practicing songs at about 9 a.m. I'm not really sure, because I didn't have a watch. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;I was a lil bit nervous. It was really fun though. We had our break at 12.30 p.m. But Sam and I had already bought fried rice before that. lol... At 1 p.m., we started practicing again. At about 2 p.m., we decorated the whiteboard. We were standing on the stage. Shirley turned on the radio and played the songs. We were playing and we sang the songs out loud. We were enjoying ourselves. Haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;At 3p.m., I went back home with Sam's car. Reached home, I was feeling a lil bit tired.&lt;br /&gt;At 10.30 p.m., my parents and I went our for a drink at the mamak stall. Since dad's car is in the workshop now after an accident, we had to walk. It was raining. Bummer!!! I was dissapointed. Then we were wondering whether we still want to go out. Just to make me happy, dad and mum decided that we go out. :P&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at about 12 a.m. Found some errors in my blog. Tried to fix it, but didn't know whether it works. It's late right now, have to go to bed. Goodnight!!! Hugs and kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-7802112319303590572?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7802112319303590572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=7802112319303590572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/7802112319303590572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/7802112319303590572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/07/woke-up-at-7-in-morning-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-3204243086667713174</id><published>2008-07-25T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T04:03:12.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today was quite an interesting day.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;After school, me and my friends went to have our lunch in the school canteen (again!!!). After that, I went to my choir practice at the Access room. The Music club will be doing The Sound of Music musical show at the Exhibition Day which falls on next Monday. We were called out to sing our songs one group by one group. My song was the third song. I was going to sing I Have Confidence. I didn't really have confidence though. Haha!!! I was too nervous....My singing suck...lol&lt;br /&gt;After the afternoon section's students went back to their classes, I was called to practice my song. The movement and all kinds, it was kinda funny.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody was going to fetch me home, so I went home by cab. That was the first time I took a cab alone. Cool~~^.^&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, I saw mum talking on the phone with sis Rachel. They were talking about the family problem that happened a week after my 16th birthday. I was really curious about the things they were talking. Umm yea...Then, sis Rachel said that she and her Croatian boyfriend would be coming to our house afterwards. Her boyfriend was gonna cook dinner for us!!!&lt;br /&gt;I took a nap at about 4 p.m. I woke up at 6 p.m. At 7.30 p.m., sis Rachel and her boyfriend arrived. Her boyfriend, Erwin, started to cook. He was wearing a cook's uniform. Haha... My sis and parents helped him out. At 8.30 p.m., I was feeling hungry. Finally, the dinner was ready!!!&lt;br /&gt;Chicken soup with vegetables, macaroni, pasta sauce with chicken balls, rice and coca-cola. That were for our dinner tonight. Yummy!!!&lt;br /&gt;We finished our dinner at 9.30 p.m. I was bloated. I had a wonderful dinner tonight. They went home just not long ago. That was about 10.45 p.m., I think.&lt;br /&gt;I added a tagboard to my blog, though I knew no one was gonna chat here...lol. Maybe the tagboard could fill up the spaces in my blog. :)&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have to go back to school for my choir practice. I have to reach school at 7.30 a.m. Tomorrow's Saturday, but I have to wake up that early!!! Oh mummy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-3204243086667713174?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3204243086667713174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=3204243086667713174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/3204243086667713174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/3204243086667713174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-was-quite-interesting-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-8574586452439086517</id><published>2008-07-24T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T03:53:50.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey....It's been a long time since I last posted on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I'm gonna thank my lovely classmates. You all are really cool. And to Pn.Chong too....She is really a great teacher. lol&lt;br /&gt;Yee Wen, Shwu Yee and Wan Yee went to China last week. I hope they are enjoying themselves to the maximum there!!! See you all next week.&lt;br /&gt;And Yee Wen, without you in the class, it is not so noisy anymore. We miss your sounds!!! Make sure that you come back on time, China boys are not your type!!! Haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays I'm enjoying playing Sudoku. I bring it to school so that I can play it when I'm bored. And I'm making Summer Collections for my Barbie Doll too. (Ok, just lol, I know I'm childish!!!) But you know what? I'm really enjoying myself when I'm making clothes for her. Hehe...I guess I'm a 8 year-old-girl living in a 16-year-old-girl's body!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-8574586452439086517?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8574586452439086517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=8574586452439086517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/8574586452439086517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/8574586452439086517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-2787937405224848084</id><published>2008-07-10T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T03:52:01.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;Finally....blogskin changed. Didn't really know how to edit my html code( ok, im dumb). But this one was a really easy one. Even a dumb ass like me knew how to do it. :P&lt;br /&gt;School was as usual. Bored to death at school, no fun at all. Ewww~~~&lt;br /&gt;Today morning I was not supposed to go to school. When I was about to go to school, dad called mum and told her that his car cannot be started. He also told mum that I didn't have to go to school today!!! But after 5 minutes, when we were standing outside the lift, waiting for it to stop at 6th floor, dad called again. Now, this time he told mum that his car was already can be started. *Bummer* I really don't like to go to school. Feeling so unhappy sometimes. People do affect me. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Gotta go...dad and mum are nagging now....lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-2787937405224848084?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2787937405224848084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=2787937405224848084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/2787937405224848084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/2787937405224848084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/07/finally.html' title='FINALLY'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-2838721711132974230</id><published>2008-07-04T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T03:50:32.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ahh.....Today morning the stupid prefect asked me to "kemaskan rambut". and I was "What the fuck?! My fringe is so short now and u want me to clip up my fringe?!" But I listened to him anyway. Then, we were forced to have our physical punishment without any reason. Yup that stupid prefect again...Fuckerrrr!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Went home at 3 p.m. today. When I reached home, I switched on the computer. I was about to watch "Forensic Heroes 2". Then, dad suggested that we go to visit my granny in Rawang. I had to switch off the computer again!!!&lt;br /&gt;Reached Rawang at about 5 p.m. The weather was really hot there. At about 7 p.m., I ate some food that was cooked by my cousin sis which was a month younger than me. She knew how to cook, and I never really cook instant noodles before. Wow!!! I'm really lazy...:)&lt;br /&gt;Went home after that. There were massive traffic jams in K.L. We went to Jalan Imbi to have our dinner. Then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so ready for a great and awesome weekend!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-2838721711132974230?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2838721711132974230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=2838721711132974230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/2838721711132974230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/2838721711132974230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/07/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-8873523703022571218</id><published>2008-06-24T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T03:48:30.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There had been a problem in the family recently....BIG problem!!!&lt;br /&gt;But never mind, we all managed to solve it. At least my family and I managed to.&lt;br /&gt;I had my haircut last Saturday. I went there with my mom, sis, cousins, aunts, grandma( my mom's mother) and uncle. My mom, sis, cousins, aunts and I had our haircut. Wow!!! The whole salon was fully occupied by us!!! Cool&lt;br /&gt;I had my hair cut short...I'm ok with that. lol&lt;br /&gt;Back to school life...awful.&lt;br /&gt;Today we had our PJ class. No one wanted to play with me. Ok, luckily I still found some friends whom I was playing with yesterday too. Yesterday I was playing with some friends. But they didn't seem to welcome me. Ok!!!! Fine.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-8873523703022571218?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8873523703022571218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=8873523703022571218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/8873523703022571218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/8873523703022571218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/06/there-have-been-problem-in-family.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-5568274715802224760</id><published>2008-06-20T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T03:19:07.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I looked stupid at school. I always am. So stupid that i hate myself so damn much!!! I hate school's life!!! FUCK&lt;br /&gt;Today nothing really happened. It was just that I only have to sing one song during Exhibition Day!!! Thanks to Chee Xhian!!!&lt;br /&gt;I lost my money at school. I realized it when I wanted to pay money to buy things in Esso. My friend asked me to forget about it because I was not gonna find it anywhere. The people must have taken it. But then, I still went back to school. Uh!!! I found my money in the drain!!! Omgee!! I was SO happy!!! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-5568274715802224760?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5568274715802224760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=5568274715802224760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/5568274715802224760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/5568274715802224760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-looked-stupid-at-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-53538709461341111</id><published>2008-06-14T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T05:22:29.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's 3 a.m. now...Sunday morning!!! Eww...&lt;br /&gt;Watching EURO 2008, Greece versus Russia&lt;br /&gt;Holland is reli great this year....Holland has the chance to win this year!!!&lt;br /&gt;*sighs*Many popular footballers that I like were not playing again...They retired....Haven't seen Raul playing yet.. Is he playing for this EURO? dunno. Iker Casillas. The hottest goalkeeper I had ever seen so far...Heww....&lt;br /&gt;Getting bored....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-53538709461341111?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/53538709461341111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=53538709461341111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/53538709461341111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/53538709461341111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-6874983864967785745</id><published>2008-06-13T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T03:17:02.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAppY Sweet sixteen!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today it's the 13th of June 2008. Omg!!! It's Friday the 13th!!!! How?! How?! Ok, cool down, nothing's gonna happen...lol&lt;br /&gt;Today is my sixteenth birthday. Reached school today at about 7.15 a.m. Met Chooi Yan, she wished me Happy Bday!!! Haha...After changing my clothes and preparing for my PJ class, I accidentally hurt my ankle. :( Then Mun Mun took me to the discipline room. She helped me to put on medicine on my leg and helped me to massage my leg!!! Thanks MUN MUN!!! hehe...After PJ class, Kai Yan gave me a birthday card!!! Wow...Thank you Kai Yan. lol&lt;br /&gt;In school some of my friends wished me Happy Bday...Thanks guys!!! Went home at about 1.45 p.m. Supposed to go for choir meeting, but things there weren't interesting enough, I had rather go home. When I was going out from the school gate, I met Yao Ann. He wished me Happy Bday too. I was kinda surprised to hear that because not much people knew that but he knew. lol. Thanks him too.&lt;br /&gt;Followed dad to fetch my mom at 3 p.m. Then we had cendol and rojak...haha!!! We bought a cake after that...We went home. So bored.&lt;br /&gt;Oh god!!! Today is Friday the 13th and I have exactly 13 posts in my blog!!!&lt;br /&gt;:O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-6874983864967785745?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6874983864967785745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=6874983864967785745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/6874983864967785745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/6874983864967785745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-sweet-sixteen.html' title='HAppY Sweet sixteen!!!'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-219407210128725648</id><published>2008-06-03T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T03:15:46.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I went for ears piercings!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Now the date in my computer is still the 3rd of June. It's 6.20 a.m. here....(though it's suppose to be about 1.30 p.m. on the 4th of June today).So I'm gonna write about things on the 3rd of June....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning my mom and I went to Mid Valley Megamall....We had our breakfast there....Then we walked around the shopping mall....At about 2 p.m., I felt like going for ears piercings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We asked the person at the stall on the first floor...She said that it would cost us RM12...She said it was not gonna be painful....The girl seemed to be unfriendly...She was like so arrogant...Eww...At that time, I still hadn't decide whether I wanted to get my ears pierced yet...so we walked around again...Mom told me that I would be suffering from pain for a long time, so I was scared at that time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what to do, I wanted to do it, but I just don't dare...lol&lt;br /&gt;We went to the second floor...There were a lot of accessories' stalls there....We asked one of the salesgirl of a stall...She said it was gonna be a lil painful...and it would cost RM10 only...Not long after that, I was about to get my ears pierced, and another salesgirl had taken out all the equipments...My mind was confused at that time...I went to ask my mom for some opinions...The salesgirl seemed to get kinda angry I think...hehe!!! After asking my dad, I went for it!!!&lt;br /&gt;The salesgirl sprayed something on my right ear, then she put the piercing thing on my ear...And then, *THUD!!!* my right ear done...Then my left ear got pierced also...I was frightened when I got my ears pierced...A lady was standing in front of me, watching me...lol...She made the scared face, and she asked me whether it was painful while I was getting my ears pierced...Two malay girls were watching me too...haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the things done, wow!!! I felt painful...I was shivering!!! I got a pair of pink pasted diamonds' earrings...I was not allowed to take them out for the first few days...I was not allowed to eat food like prawns, crabs...OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went home, I felt more painful...I did not dare to move much...lol&lt;br /&gt;And when I took my bath, I was so careful so that it would not feel painful!!! Hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's all....ByEeeee!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-219407210128725648?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/219407210128725648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=219407210128725648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/219407210128725648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/219407210128725648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-went-for-ears-piercings.html' title='I went for ears piercings!!!'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-2951294014125047189</id><published>2008-06-01T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T03:11:18.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Holidays holidays holidays....I'm so bored...still have a lot of chinese essays to write, but I'm feeling so lazy...Finally, today is the first day of June!!! I love the month--June...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*tomorrow gotta go to tutorial class again!!! I just don't want to see them!!! Who r them? Oh don't know....really? hehe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished watching "The Ultimate Crime Fighter" yesterday...It was a really nice drama series...but the sad part was when Gigi Lai, whose name was Jing Jing in the drama, died!!! In the drama, she was a kind and cute girl with a kinda ugly look( though she still looked kinda pretty in that drama). After she died, her dad was so sad...:(&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't really like the ending of the drama, kinda dissapointed...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at my uncle's house not long ago....My uncle is cooking spaghetti for us now...yummy...hehe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-2951294014125047189?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2951294014125047189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=2951294014125047189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/2951294014125047189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/2951294014125047189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/06/holidays-holidays-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-3967956732821522089</id><published>2008-05-15T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T03:10:00.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I was having my Physics paper today!!!&lt;br /&gt;Arrghh!!! Fuck!!! I didn't know how to do the paper!!! ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, the class monitor asked us to pass up our Maths Book...if we didn't pass up 5 marks will be deducted from our Maths exam for each book...So I asked him whether I can pass up the book today, he said no...And then I asked him again, "Is it 5 marks will be deducted?"and so he said yes...That time, I was like, oh...I just hav Maths 1 and Maths 3, how am I gonna pass up Maths 2?! Then, a guy classmate, I heard him saying something bad to me...I was like, &lt;strong&gt;Huh?! Why did you say so?! &lt;/strong&gt;It seemed like he hated me, but wait a minute, have I ever done something wrong to you? Umm...not sure...I seldom talk to him!!! He is really &lt;strong&gt;AN &lt;/strong&gt;ass hole...Could he please just shut his fuck up?Actually, I don't think so....hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, exam almost comes to an end...&lt;strong&gt;Flame to dust, lovers to friends, why do all good things come to an end?&lt;/strong&gt; oh sorry, exam is a bad thing!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-3967956732821522089?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3967956732821522089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=3967956732821522089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/3967956732821522089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/3967956732821522089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-was-having-my-physics-paper-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-8396907392562683364</id><published>2008-05-06T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T03:08:19.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today is already Tuesday!!! Argh!!! Exam is coming in 2 more days....Well, I'm not really ready...Thursday we will be having Chinese exam!!! I'm so regret that I took Chinese!!! If not, I will be having much more free time...It's too late...lol...After that, we will be having English, Moral, Malay, etc. Anyway, I just hope for the best for my exam...haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;Now, sitting in front of the computer, I think I'm fever again...Have to rest now...bye!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-8396907392562683364?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8396907392562683364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=8396907392562683364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/8396907392562683364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/8396907392562683364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-is-already-tuesday-argh-exam-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-6532403930337752770</id><published>2008-05-05T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T03:07:44.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Skipped school today...not really feeling well yesterday...lol&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 8 something, did my physics' revision, but gave up not long after that, because I had to do my stupid idiot add maths!!! I am very worried, because exam is coming really soon, and I'm not really ready for it!!! Many revisions still have to be done...F...Gave up add maths at 10.30a.m. and went to watch TV...My parents came home at 12 something after taking my grandma to the hospital for medical check-up...My grandma's colon had been removed from her stomach during last September, because her colon had some kind of disease...From then on, she had been carrying a faeces bag on her waist...According to my mom, on the 7th of August, my grandma will be having surgery again and her colon will be placed back into her stomach...The surgery will be a major one too, just like the one before, and there may be some risks because my grandma's small intestines still have some kind of infections...I am not really clear about it...But my grandma wants to do the surgery!!! So we have to respect her decision...&lt;br /&gt;At 2.30p.m., I went for tutorial class...Many of my classmates were there...and some, you know, they didn't seem happy to see me...lol...Never mind...After having 1 and a half hour of logarithms and loci, oh...I finally felt relaxed...&lt;br /&gt;When I reached home, I saw 2 china hookers sitting outside the lobby...At that moment , I was still in my dad's car. When I was about to go down, I saw one of them making faces and so on, as if she is really beautiful....Oh My God!!! She is damn ugly!!! Moreover, she is really fat and has a mole on her cheek!!! yuckksss.....I think I might need to wash my eyes...ROFL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-6532403930337752770?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6532403930337752770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=6532403930337752770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/6532403930337752770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/6532403930337752770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/05/skipped-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-4683094840545701451</id><published>2008-05-03T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T05:25:54.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well...i went to extra class for History today...went home at about 11 a.m....my sis and my mom went to fetch me...After having our brunch, my parents and I went to visit my mom's mother(a.k.a. my granny)in my uncle's house in Rawang...I think I was having a sore throat...oh...suffering...&lt;br /&gt;Then my mom went to have a haircut in Jalan Sg.Besi...I went to 'borrow' a toilet there...and eww...the toilet was dirty...I was wondering how am I going to answer my 'Nature's Call'...After I had done, I lost my appetite...My parents were having their dinner, but i refused to eat...errr...It's bad to act and think like that way...but I juz couldn't accept the condition of the toilet!!! Oh...now I'm talking about TOILET's thingy...xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-4683094840545701451?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4683094840545701451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=4683094840545701451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/4683094840545701451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/4683094840545701451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/05/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-8611698577540370666</id><published>2008-05-02T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T03:05:12.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yep...tomorrow is Saturday!!! My favourite day of the week!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night, dad took me and my mom went sight-seeing in KL...lol&lt;br /&gt;When we wanted to go back, we went to Hartamas...it had been a long time since I went there...:) We passed by Hartamas Shopping Centre, that was my workplace for the past holidays during November and December...I miss those times when I went to work so much...I feel like going back to work....I remember the friends that I met there...How we spent time together...that was just fun!!! Even though I was the youngest among them, we still were very close together...Now I miss them so much...I really hav no idea when will I meet them again...maybe never again...*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;At school, it was as usual...B-O-R-I-N-G...guess I hav nothing much to say about my school thingy...Some of my friends were not talking to some of their best friends anymore...They were all kinda upset...But I hope that they will be able to make up and be BFF again...Guys, I wish u all Best Friends Forever ya...;D&lt;br /&gt;Juz now, i was chatting with a girl on Neopets. She was a 26-year-old mother of 6....she was really cool and nice...It had been a good pleasure to know her....Btw,her name was Amy....great name...Her children were adorable...oh how cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;Gtg now...I want to watch 'Desperate Housewives'...Bye!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-8611698577540370666?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8611698577540370666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=8611698577540370666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/8611698577540370666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/8611698577540370666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/05/yep.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-2029944088142490472</id><published>2008-04-29T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T03:03:39.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today was such a busy day....busy with all those stupid schoolwork!!! Moral,Maths...so much to be done...almost all of my classmates were rushing the work...Many of us didn't even get to go for our recess!! ;) Guess this was a really busy day for all of us...lol...then, someone did something that really made me feel bad...*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Other than this, school life was really boring...I was bored all the time...same people everyday with the same treatment...yell...I was feeling so awful in school...and exam is coming very very soon...I started to feel the pressure....=(&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at about 2p.m....My sis came to fetch me today...before going home, I had a lil bit of chocolates...Back home, the first thing i did was to switch on the computer and surf the internet!!! ;) After a while, I went to search for the videos for the Moral project...after sending the links to SZ, I went to the Neoboards and chatted with the people there...&lt;br /&gt;Mummy was having her overtime at her workplace...so my sis and I went for our dinner at about 6p.m....Ate a lot...I was bloated...hehe!!! Supposed to go to my uncle's house, my sis will be giving tutorial class for my cousin, but the class was cancelled...Back home, I went online again...chatted with some dude on the Neopets...umm...life gets a lil boring....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-2029944088142490472?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2029944088142490472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=2029944088142490472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/2029944088142490472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/2029944088142490472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-was-such-busy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-2024056198842765731</id><published>2008-04-25T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T03:01:49.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Just finish having my dinner...&lt;br /&gt;life in school had been a hard one since yesterday...I felt left out...maybe people just starting to feel that I'm an emo, boring person...maybe they were angry at me,they didn't like me...I really had no idea what was going on...Feel so good to be home...I think I was the one that was causing all these shit...x(&lt;br /&gt;Everyone HATES me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-2024056198842765731?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2024056198842765731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=2024056198842765731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/2024056198842765731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/2024056198842765731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-8.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-2712894961819655218</id><published>2008-04-21T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T02:59:50.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I just came home from school...skipped tuition class today,just to attend choir practice...again,I was late for my practice....lol&lt;br /&gt;I tried on my choir costumes today...with a pair of black shoes!!!Yell....I wondered why we hav to wear black shoes as the clothes are light blue in colour?!Black sandals will be kinda ok but we are not allowed to wear sandals,just can wear pumps!!!omg!!! Anyway,gold sandals will suit the clothes best....seriously....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-2712894961819655218?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2712894961819655218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=2712894961819655218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/2712894961819655218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/2712894961819655218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-just-come-home-from-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-7382916220392492243</id><published>2008-04-11T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T02:58:48.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today was such an interesting day u noe?&lt;br /&gt;Me and my friends did our biology experiment about the enzyme thingy....Eww...we had to take out our saliva and we need about 20ml of it!!! Yell...disgusting...&lt;br /&gt;After taken out our saliva,me and another friend were using the syringe to suck up the saliva!!! Our hands kena saliva,and it was reli awful...:(&lt;br /&gt;After school I went for my choir practice,competition is on the 24th of April(I think so...)....An instructor came....He taught us the proper ways to sing...but i juz couldn't get it....maybe I din pay attention...I don't reli enjoy choir.....After he left we got our costumes for the competition....Baju Kedah....They were so ugly!!! I wondered how am I gonna wear it!!! I took an M size but they gave me an S size!!!&lt;br /&gt;So I went home and tried it on....guess what?I couldn't fit in the skirt!!! I mean,the shirt was juz ok,but the skirt?It was reli tight!!! I think I'm gonna start to lose my weight,go on a diet....I'm fat....LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-7382916220392492243?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7382916220392492243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=7382916220392492243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/7382916220392492243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/7382916220392492243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-was-such-interesting-day-u-noe-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5343674552853192092.post-4038550361092716851</id><published>2008-04-09T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T02:56:47.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's raining now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today there was a rehearsal for the sports day...This year i didn't join cheerleading,that saved me much time and money...lol This year,the cheerleaders from all the houses were doing reli great!!! My favourite team was yellow house,coz their dance is so special...but i surely will support blue house...it's my house!!! Go blue house!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling so emo these few days...especially at school....I didn't like the way my friends were looking at me,the way they treated me,especially some of my classmates....I know they don't like me....but there is nothing that I can do,right? xD I'm so tired and sick of all their faces!!! All those shits!!! If I could hav a schoolbreak,that would be really really cool...haha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5343674552853192092-4038550361092716851?l=jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4038550361092716851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5343674552853192092&amp;postID=4038550361092716851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/4038550361092716851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5343674552853192092/posts/default/4038550361092716851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacklynbitesyou.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-was-rehearsal-for-sports-day.html' title='It&apos;s raining now'/><author><name>Jacklyn Chung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02475116730745853718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
