﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>djun's Xanga</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/djun</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from djun</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://www.xanga.com/djun</link></image><item><title>Tuesday, May 18, 2004</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/djun/90219215/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/djun/90219215/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 May 2004 05:24:31 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;Well...it's 1.05 pm at the moment and I'm in a cyber cafe near my school. We dismissed early today...yahoo!! &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Anyway...school was a little bit more interesting today. This time...we were able to sit on chairs. Finally...other wise...my butt is really gonna hurt from sitting on the floor . ("o) ouch!!!&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;OK...this is what I did on my 2nd day of school in MHS.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;0545hrs&amp;nbsp; Woke up and cooked maggi mee for my sister, Yen to bring to school. Made some extras to give Jein and Wen.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;0615hrs&amp;nbsp; Went to get ready. Tried tying my hair since the prefect said my hair was too long (which I don't think so) but failed. So...I just left it as it was...just clipped the sides only.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;0630hrs&amp;nbsp; Left the house as usual to IJ. Met up with Wen to pass her the food. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;0715hrs&amp;nbsp; Left IJ to MHS. Didn't want to be late again. No good to show a bad reputation for this first week, right? =p&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;0800hrs&amp;nbsp; Taklimat on the different packages offered in MHS and the topics which will be taught throughout lower and upper 6. Blah, blah, blah...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;0925hrs&amp;nbsp; We were brought around the school compound. And let me tell you...the school is super big. Not only that...the field is like also super big. And our class block is like so far away from the main entrance gate. Then we lepak at the Sudut Pelajar, talking to friends.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;1040hrs&amp;nbsp; Recess....me and Jack went to find a table which has a fan underneath it. It was so hot till I was bathing in my sweat. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;1120&amp;nbsp; hrs&amp;nbsp; We break into groups again to continue our unfinished discussion on the sketch. And for your info...I'm not acting as anything at all. I'm just a behind the scene person. Gave some silly ideas on the act. Will tell you bout the sketch on Fri when it's being presented. It's going to be real funny for sure.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;1240 hrs&amp;nbsp; Here I am....in Gula Melaka's Cyber Cafe typing in my entry. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;So...to be continued tomorrow.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/djun/90219215/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, May 17, 2004</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/djun/89926147/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/djun/89926147/item.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 May 2004 08:04:43 GMT</pubDate><description>&amp;nbsp;
&lt;H1&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;First Day in Form 6&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/H1&gt;
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&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;17th May 2004 – a day I can never forget&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;My first day as a Form 6 in a totally strange school to me is such a memorable one. Why strange you may ask? Well...let me explain...I was brought up in a all girl school since I was in primary till secondary. And now? I’m in a school where it’s a mix sex school. Felt really weird stepping into the school where the Form 1 – 5 are guys. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;Anyway...this was what I did on my first day of school as a Form 6 student in a strange school to me. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;6.00 am = Got up and did all the necessarry things.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;Putting on the Form 6 uniform was weird too. Didn’t quite suit me. Still look childish actually.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;6.30 am = Left the bouse with a little excitement.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;6.55 am = Reached school. Start searching for Jack. Met her in the canteen. Went to give our Form 4 &amp;amp; 5 teachers a Happy Teacher’s Day gift.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;7.20 am = Running to Jein’s class since we were already late to pass her some things. Wished her all the best for her mid-term exam.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;7.37 am = Walked through my new school. Malacca High School. The prefects directed us to the hall. We were like Standard 1 kids who needs to be shown around. Looked for a place to sit since we were late. A little extra info: the guys didn’t dare to sit besides the girls and vice versa.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;8.00 am = We waited and waited and waited.....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;8 something = Finally one of the student council went up to welcome us. It was then continued with a speech by one of the counselling teacher by the name of Pn Salmah. Blah, blah, blah...And we had a Powerpoint presentation bout the school background, achievements, etc. More speeched by the disiplin teacher and another 2 pangkat teacher. Blah, blah, blah...(legs were cramped, back pain, stuffy, butt pain). And yeah...we had the registration too and had to pay 10 bucks for a file, school badge, some paper n the school rule book.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;10.45 am = Yahoo!!! Recess...went to the canteen and it was like...eeww...yuck...so dirty...well...guy school...what you expect? Followed Jack to buy a plate of nasi bariyani, sat at one of the dirty and yucky tables near the sink. Then...there were some guys who played at the sink and splashed water all over. Another friend of mine got a little wet and was upset bout it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;11.00 am = Koperasi open...students lining up noisily buying the school tie which is in green n purple colour. Not a nice combination I must say.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;11.16 am = Went back to the hall lepaking with friends.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;11.30 am = Another Powerpoint presentation by the school “Pusat Sumber”. The Pusat Sumber quite chun wor. There’s internet access, loads of books, there’s astro as well, lots of services I will say. Then the last speech of the day by the Pusat Sumber teacher. Blah, blah, blah....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;1.00am = Finally some fun things to watch and do. The ex-MHS students had to sing their school song up front. They were like I don’t quite know what word to use. Out of tune? Tuneless? Everyone of them were singing differently and none of us could catch the tune. The president of the student council made us sing when we don’t even know how the school song sound like. Weird!! Then, we were separated into 10 groups. Thank God I had some school mates and I knew some of them in the group. We had to select a leader and a assistant. After selecting, we were to discuss what we’re going to present on Fri. The group project was another weird thing of the day. WE had to chose a Phua Chu Kang n family which has to be the opposite sex...meaning...PCK is a girl actress n Rosie is a guy actor. And also a baby PCK n baby Rosie. So...we did decide who played what roles...and we had a rough idea of what the sketch would be. Before we could finalise everything....RRRIIINNNGGG....school over.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;So...that’s my first day of school as a Form 6 student in Malacca High School.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;Will be updating this blog for this whole week bout my orientation in MHS. Have fun reading them!!! =)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/djun/89926147/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, May 15, 2004</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/djun/89369462/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/djun/89369462/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 May 2004 13:45:08 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;Alright!! My boring days are about to be over. But the serious days and weeks and months are just 2 days away. Can't wait to start Form 6 actually. Feeling so excited about it. It's so weird for me since I don't really like to go to school and study one. Most of the time when I go to school...is mainly because I'm forced to go and I can be with my friends. This is the first time I feel all excited bout going to school to study and not fool around.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Anyway...can't stay long. Got to see what is my godsis, Jein, up to lately. Adios!&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/djun/89369462/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, May 10, 2004</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/djun/87864681/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/djun/87864681/item.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 May 2004 08:21:45 GMT</pubDate><description>&amp;nbsp;
&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;Wow...10 days has passed since I stopped working and I’m BORED!! Take note...a big letter ‘B’. Let me tell you what I’ve been doing for this past 10 days if I can remember.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;Day 01 – 1st May&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;Got up bout 11 some thing when I usually get up at 8am. Hang around in the house doing nothing till 2.30pm. Went to church for practise for bout an hour. Then joined the ladies for some line-dancing at 5pm. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;Day 02 – 2nd May&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;Go to church lor...as usual. Didn’t do anything unusual also.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;Day 03 – 3rd May&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;Lepak at home doing nothing. Oh wait....I did go out on that day...but can’t remember where. Short term memory now.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;Day 04 – 4th May&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;Same as day 03 except for going out.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;Day 05 – 5th May&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;Went to office for a while coz some last minute work not done. Then got a taxi to send me to school and make some noise. Went to check the Form 6 list as well. Bout 1 some thing...met my collogue for lunch and after lunch....I went to Renaissance Hotel for a new hair cut. More like repairing my hair. Come back home....it’s routined stuffs.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;Day 06- 6th May&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;Got up at 6am, got dressed and went back to school sleepily. School was having a dance competition which my sister and godsis took part. It was so fun seeing them dance. Now...where can you find that sort of fun in other schools la? Besides...I had some teachers complaining what am I doing there, making lots of noise. Told them I missed them so much and want to see them. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;Day 07 – 7th May&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;Got up early again. But this time...I went to my mum’s school. The kids were so so noisy and they’re little rascals to describe them. IN the afternoon....went back to my school again. What? School again? Haha...I really miss my school days actually. Anyway...waited for my godsis, Jein, and we walked to Mahkota. Went to meet her boyfriend as well who came so late...bout 30 minutes before I had to leave. And we were searching for a handphone cover to replace my spoilt one. Took us ages to finally find one that seems nice.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;Day 08 – 8th May&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;One week since I stopped working. My routine was kinda same as the week before. But line-dancing was canceled last minute.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;Day 09 – 9th May &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;A repetition of the week before as well. Although it was Mother’s Day which I totally forgot till my sister told me, me and my family didn’t go anywhere special. My dad was working shift and my elder sister wasn’t around. So...there was me, mum and my younger sister, Yen. We went round looking for food to eat but most of the places were fully crowded. We stopped at 2 places and found out it was packed.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;Day 10 – 10th May&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;Which is today....I went to school AGAIN!! Haha...went to disturb Jein, helped her copy some notes, questioning my maths teacher bout Form 6 maths. After school, I went back to office to collect my pay and went to get my Form 6 skirt. Hmmm...how would I look like arr? We shall wait for next week to see how I look, right? Came back...and here I am updating my blog.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P class=MsoBodyText&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=MS&gt;So...in short....these 10 days....SUPER BORING!!!&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/djun/87864681/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, April 30, 2004</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/djun/84962184/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/djun/84962184/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Apr 2004 05:21:39 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;HOORAY!!! &lt;IMG height=15 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/happy.gif" width=15&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;It's my last day of work. Finally I can stop workin and get back to studying. It's such a relief to stop working a job that you are not really interested in, I tell you. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Anyway...it is a good experience for me though to work for this 4 months. Learnt a lot of things. Made me a little wiser in thinking as well. But one thing I'll always remember working here is that God was with me throughout the 4 months. If it wasn't for Him, I'd never could have take the pressure here. God is good!! Amen?&lt;IMG height=15 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/pleased.gif" width=15&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Oh yeah!! I've got a place to study Form 6 in MHS. Have I told you that? Can't remember whether&amp;nbsp;I entered that fact in my last blog or not. Can't wait to start studying.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;At this moment, there's just me, my collogue and the driver are in the office. My collogue, Geraldine...she's eating and reading a mag. And the driver, Lan...he's erm...looking out of the door, don't know looking at what. And me...what else would I be doin but typin an entry in...&lt;IMG height=15 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/winky.gif" width=15&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Hmm...feeling hungry already. Waiting for some one to get back to the office so that me and Geraldine can go out for lunch together. Okie! Will update soon, I hope...if I'm not too busy and am allowed to use the com.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Adios!!! &lt;IMG height=15 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/cool.gif" width=15&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/djun/84962184/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, April 26, 2004</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/djun/83649390/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/djun/83649390/item.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Apr 2004 00:57:08 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;Ok! Ok! I know it's been 22 days since I last update. I've been a very busy person lately, you know. &lt;IMG height=15 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/winky.gif" width=15&gt;&amp;nbsp;Busy doing this project at work which needs me to be in front of the computer the whole time. Now that the office com is with a internet line....I'm supposed to type out our company's info and sort of design the website for it. It's hard work I can tell you for some one who doesn;t know much of how to design a website.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Anyway...I'm so so so happy &lt;IMG height=15 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/happy.gif" width=15&gt;. I'm going to stop work in 4 days time excluding today. Can't believe it that I actually worked for 4 months. Can't believe I made it. I guess it's by God's grace that I'm able to go through the hardships in working. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;God is really a God of miracles. I have experienced that. Well...it only happened last Friday. There was this misunderstandin between me and my aunt about the dates for a hotel reservations. And I was so afraid that we'd had to pay the full amount since it was a no show. But I see God working in it. I called the hotel sales dept and spoke to this lady in charge, Carol. She's a very nice lady. I apologised to her....and she was ok with it. There were no charges or anything. In fact, she even asked me whether she should change the dates. Now...that wouldn't turn out nicely if it wasn't for the hand of God taking charge of this problem. Amen?? I just pray I won't make anymore mistakes in this 5 days including today.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Hmm...I'd like some of your opinions about something though for those who read my blog. The situation I'm in is this. I love dancing. On Easter, I did this sign language dance in church. And the aunties were complimenting so much bout the dance. Last week, I had this idea of starting a session to learn sign language for my church members. And yesterday....some of them were interested in it. But it's going to take up a lot of my time since I'm going Form 6 soon. And my mum said it's not an easy thing to teach. I can't teach them just through a book. I've got to you know...really understand sign language. So...what do you think? Should I get myself committed to this? Or I should not?&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Ok! Time is up. Got to go get ready for my 5th last day of work. &lt;IMG height=15 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/silly.gif" width=15&gt;&amp;nbsp;Adios!!!&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/djun/83649390/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, April 04, 2004</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/djun/77335381/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/djun/77335381/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Apr 2004 13:35:04 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;Entering her room...you'll a blue colour wall one side and the other...don't know what colour is that. Then, you'll see her bed beside a cupboard and a radio at other side of her bed. Her dressing table is placed by her window. Wait...let me just draw how her room looks like.&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;Here's a roung draft of how her room looks like. So comfortable that I didn't want to leave. Wanted to stay over night but had a youth meeting that night.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Anyway...youth meetin...it was good. Glad that I went for it. One of our church youth shared of her experience with God. Of how real God has been in her life since she left home to study in Taylors. She shared of how God works in her life and of her church in KL. Her sharing gave me some sort of assurance and encouragement to move on in my life though I'm facing difficulties. To just trust God. To step out in faith and make a difference.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;OK! Bout football....how can Man U. win??? I was like..."Sure Arsenal will win one!" And what happened? Man U. won. Heard that the ref was a little unfair though. But never mind la....Arsenal still at the top of the chart.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Hmm....good Friday is coming so soon. Plan to watch Passion of the Christ some time this week to get me in the mood. Will be performing a sign language dance with two other people for Easter and in order to give my best...I have to have the feel. Sign language dance needs to have expressions and the feel to make it feel real.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Well...I'll be back soon to enter an entry soon I hope. Not much time recently to come online. &lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/djun/77335381/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, April 02, 2004</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/djun/76823389/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/djun/76823389/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Apr 2004 14:12:26 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;It's the month of April!! I thought I'd be at home shaking my legs, doing nothing but eat and sleep....but looks like I'm wrong. I'm still working till the end of April for sure. My aunty still needs my help. I have to admit la...my collogue...she's quite fun. If there's me, her and one of the tour guide....the whole office can tear down with our laughter. The laughter is non-stop. There's always a joke or a funny story to tell all the time.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Anyway...I can't wait for tomorrow. I'll be going to my very very close and best friend's new house. It's quite a distance from my house though. Somewhere near the airport where ever there is. It seems like so long never see her already. Going to give her a very big hug when I see her tomorrow.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Hmm...nothing much happening in my life now la. It's always the same. Get up, get ready for work, go to work playing computer games most of the time, come back, watch tv, bathe, eat dinner, play guitar, go to sleep, and the whole routine repeats itself again. Same same thing every day.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Ok! It's 11 already. It might still be early to most of you on a Friday night...but I need to get some rest now. Not feeling well. Having a sore throat and body not feeling good. G'nite Xangarians!!!!&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/djun/76823389/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, March 20, 2004</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/djun/73184033/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/djun/73184033/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Mar 2004 12:22:32 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;Ok, ok! I know I've not been writing in any entry for the past 2 weeks or so. I've got a very good reason for that. My computer was having some kind of sickness and had to be sent to the doctors. After bout 4 days or so being in the medic ward...it's finally ok again with a very new inner look.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Anyway...what I've been up to lately? Nothing much actually. Crying myself to sleep almost every night, arguing with with mum, not focusing at work...sad case huh? Well...just joking. Seriously...there's nothing much going on in my life at the moment. Just figuring out what to do next. Form 6 or college or university? All in a mess. Some advice me to go Form 6 arts when I want to do Science. Some leh advice me to go straight into what ever course that I'm interested in. What I really want to do? Me myself don't even know. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;As to my spiritual journey...hmm...not doing well. Kind of stagnant at the moment. Won't post anything bout it here. Not in the mood to talk bout that just yet.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;So...this is what that's been going on in my life, I think. My next entry might be a week from now. Can't come online so often anymore. Don't want the com to see the doctors again.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/djun/73184033/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, March 03, 2004</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/djun/68950985/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/djun/68950985/item.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Mar 2004 23:49:25 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;Ok! I know I've not been posting any entry here for quite some time now. I have a very good reason for that. As everyone knows...SPM results came out on Saturday. It was the most scaryfying day of the year. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;My results are okay I guess for most people...but for me...I'm not satisfied with it. I was really disappointed with my results. Even at this point of time...I still can't accept my results. I was down emotionally and spiritually for two days since results were out. I was like a cry baby then coz when ever anyone asked me bout my results and my plans...I'd definitely shed tears out from my eyes. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;But thanks to my godbrother...I thought things over and gotten over my disappointment. Although I got over my disappointment...I still can't accept my results. Don't ask my why...I just can't. And I&amp;nbsp; might be remarking those papers which I can't accept the grades. There is a risk there though for remarking. I might get a lower grade after that...but I think I'm prepared for that.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Ok! Enough said bout results. I'm still working in my aunt's travel agency. Not sure when I'm going to stop since there's another new girl coming in soon and my aunt wants me to be around to teach and guide her. Hopefully I can stop soon coz I don't really like the work there. Not my cup of tea.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;My spiritual journey with God...kind of stagnant at the mean time after all that has been happening. Still doing my QT and joining Bible study. That doesn't seem to help me actually after the disappointments I had this last few days. Do pray for me please!&lt;/P&gt;
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