<?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-126616604901470882</id><updated>2012-02-17T10:44:35.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JAYNA :D</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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>387</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126616604901470882.post-7182020753842389500</id><published>2008-10-26T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T00:24:10.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For now/ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kidoftheking.livejournal.com"&gt;-&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-7182020753842389500?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/7182020753842389500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=7182020753842389500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7182020753842389500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7182020753842389500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/10/for-nowever.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-8446386999786133087</id><published>2008-10-23T21:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T00:50:38.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For the Lord is good, his love endures forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am so extremely grateful for the great and wonderful things God has done in me through my beloved school to which no other can compare with (in my perspective). He has been good, all year round, all round the clock and I have been putting in all my him and him alone. He has never failed to show me that truly, St Margs is for him. He wants my school, and I'm going to give it to him. Through the many little things that happened this year, he's shown me that his grace is way more than sufficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many others to thank too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hONm-c5fTg/SQCDdLU-eBI/AAAAAAAAAwE/rmm2CKZ42vg/s1600-h/2E3+class+photo+cut.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hONm-c5fTg/SQCDdLU-eBI/AAAAAAAAAwE/rmm2CKZ42vg/s320/2E3+class+photo+cut.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260348902048954386" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2E3 batch of 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To SANJANA, the most retarded/smart person who's topped the level 2 years in a row: STOP LIKING THAT ELVIS PRESLEY DUDE. Seriously, you can do better. Other than that, you've been a pure joy and I've really got to thank you so much, for laughing with me over every little thing, teaching me when I was stupid, for having that catty laugh that never failed to make me smile. You are so, so special. It'd be awesome to be in the same class next year. If not, all the best in your future endeavors, and when you get all rich and famous, don't forget to remember me! Thanks for that encouraging bear hug, love you loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To SHASHA, the most responsible yet funny and kind monitress ever: You are seriously too kind for your own good, really. Haha, but still, I really admire your God-given heart of gold. Thanks for leading the class so awesome-ly, and I'm sorry for the times when I wasn't able to control my own clique from going crazy and making you utterly pissed. Your love for God is really inspiring, like how you can trust in him in ALL circumstances. You say you're a nerdwannabe, but you're really hardworking yourself. Don't despise yourself alright (: You're such a special and dear friend to me. Ohyeah, THANKS FOR BEING IN THE CAMP COMM. Welfare head, I do hope we'd get to lead a class together, really. (Hopefully, 3/5) I'd love to be in the same class as you. Keep smiling encouragement into the lives of many, love you loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To SHENNEL, the idiot who starting calling me sexy 16:&lt;br /&gt;To SHIYING, the really caring dancer and artist:&lt;br /&gt;To ALYSSA, my so called sister who's super jelly and an awesome singer:&lt;br /&gt;To ELZA, the loo whom I think they call Snowball:&lt;br /&gt;To JIESHI, the dancer I never got to see dancing (sad):&lt;br /&gt;To JANINE, that smart person that just got braces:&lt;br /&gt;To PRISCILLA, that tiny, tiny anorexic girl who has brains bigger than her body:&lt;br /&gt;To CHIEN HUI, the current sissy, oops I meant CC of camp comm and God-chaser:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being such sunshines of 2/3, but you people suck for being so smart. Oh and thanks for making scholars such a joy too. You people really never appeared sad, ever. And I really applaud you guys for that. (: Keep up the macho-ness! And all the best in your future classes, but remember don't do too well:HAVE A HEART. Love you girls loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To NAFEELA, the smart girl that asked Jodie to be her printer:&lt;br /&gt;To TANIA, the super tall artist:&lt;br /&gt;To ALETHEA, the sweet class money counter:&lt;br /&gt;You 3 have been such funny people. I still can't forget last year when Nafeela stumped Mr Ng about the Adam's apple thing. I shall repeat it for the readers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Mr Ng: Why do girls not have adam's apples while guys do?&lt;br /&gt;Nafeela: Because girls smartly swallowed the apple, and the guys choked.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all the best to you girls for next year! I'm sorry for not getting to know you girls that well, but still I really appreciate you guys being in 2E3 and bringing joy to each and everyone one of us, keep smiling and pursuing your dreams, I know they'll come to past. Love you girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To FANG FANG, the pinch cheek cute ass moni and music buddy:&lt;br /&gt;Hello you, you twin. Lucky girl, you have a twin. Anyway! Thanks for being a super hardworking and kind ass moni, really appreciate every little bit of work and effort you've put into our class. Oh and thanks for being the best ever music buddy (although it didn't start off too well). Still! It was a success! I really hope I get into your class, it was my first choice! Ohwell. Seriously, stop being so smart, hate you so much for that. God says love your neighbours. And you "morale" thingy! Put others before you, don't do so well. (Then I'll) love you loads (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To JANICE the chinese pro:&lt;br /&gt;To WOODYAN the home econs rep which really is quite weida:&lt;br /&gt;To NANTHINI the batam girl:&lt;br /&gt;To ENGE another cheena pro, band girl:&lt;br /&gt;To CHARMAINE the band secretary (if I'm not wrong?):&lt;br /&gt;KEEP SMILING alright! you people are super cute seriously. Believe in yourself in all circumstances, I know you people are capable of doing great things, and it only takes one person to spark something. BE THAT PERSON alright! Jiayou for next year, hopefully we get into the same class! Love you girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ADLIN, my 6 year classmate and korean fanatic:&lt;br /&gt;To JINGYING, the incredibly hardworking and also extremely devoted band member:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being such a joy in our class. :D Keep smiling in all circumstances. Do not let the sun go down in your anger, yeah! Don't let little things hold you back from achieving your dreams. 'If you want something, go get it. Period." Words won't bring you girls down yeah, and I know it. Love you girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To JIA EN, the sickest person ever in innocent skin:&lt;br /&gt;You are weird. Seriously. Scarily weird. Don't come and pollute me, seriously. Haha! Ohwell, you another smart one. Man this is horrible. Everyone's so smart. Hopefully we get into the same class next year, oh wait maybe not. I don't want you polluting me. Okay, so all the best for next year, O levels, whatever! I really do hope that you'd keep smiling okay (: Your smile's contagious! Love you loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To SANDRA, the awesome reader and super diligent drama girl:&lt;br /&gt;To YUSAMIRAH, the siao smart one and amazingly tall girl:&lt;br /&gt;You two are really special! Don't think because you 2 sit behind tucked away then we've forgotten you two, you two are really really special, and I admire both of you in different ways. I'll never forget how Sandra always makes boring english passages come to life, and how Yusa makes everyone have a lower class position (Haha, just kidding!) Anyway, all the best next year, keep smiling! Love you two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To SHAMINI, the super super tall one who has a laugh I love:&lt;br /&gt;To ELLICE, the Edward Cullen fan (hope I got that right):&lt;br /&gt;To KIRIN, the beer (hahaha, jk!) and the really cute girl:&lt;br /&gt;To ELEANOR, the girl who calls Noel and idiot:&lt;br /&gt;To DIONE, the english pro:&lt;br /&gt;You people read so much, it's so scary! Hahaha, but your reading manga is cool, maybe one day you guys might be the next manufacturers of manga or even another twilight. Anyway we have one thing in common! We both go crazy over people that come from books, just people from different books-although they seem to have the same thickness. Anyway! All the best for next year, keep up that smile and do your best in every little thing, and I'm sure you people are gonna make a difference in the many lives you cross paths with (: Love you girls loads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To LILIAN, the zebra from Madagascar:&lt;br /&gt;Hey you escaped from the movie set! HAHA. You are the awesomest ever seating partner (sometimes even better than Jodie! Hahaha!) And you really really make me laugh. I don't regret shouting that "GO MARTY" across our classroom before the home econs paper although I got scolded. Don't you get it? That's why you did well. You've got some thanking to do. Ohwell. Anyway I do hope we'll get into the same class next year, and if we do, do me a favour. Get back to that movie set of yours and scram far far away. Haha! Anyway you have a awesome thing about you, you never really seem sad. I mean, you talk so little to me ): Zebras do talk alright! Anyway keep smiling okay, and I really really wish you all the best for each and everything you do(: Love you loads girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To YEN YAN, the ant from madagascar:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA don't think because you were an ant I didn't see you on the movie set okay. I DID. I CAUGHT YOU RED HANDED DANCING AROUND WITH THE ZEBRA. Anyway you stupid girl, you're so smart (Ironyyyyyy) Why do you have to leave ): I'm gonna miss you a lot man, all that nonsense. And you keep whacking me. Okay I won't miss that part. But still, next time when you become the women to invent the cure to cancer, don't forget to remember me (too). Really wish you all the best in NUS, you're in my prayers! I do hope you'd bring that smile from St Margs to NUS and show them what we're all about. (: We're gonna miss you. Love you loads ant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To OPHELIA, prefect Napoleon:&lt;br /&gt;To DEBORAH, the tiffany twin and incredible laugh-er:&lt;br /&gt;To TIFFANY, the deborah twin and tennis player:&lt;br /&gt;You 3 prefects! Don't be too strict on us in the future alright. You 3 smart people! Stop being so smart alright! Anyway you 3 have really brought joy and.....discipline to 2E3 and I hate to admit it, but it's important. Continue to book us left right and centre (hahaha) and keep smiling in all circumstances. Tiffany, all the best in NJ, I'll be praying for you too. Hopefully from there you'll find a new talent in you that you've never discovered before (okay what am I talking). Anyway smile on and keep believing in yourself because you are special! Love you 3 loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, crunch time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To CELINA and JINNI, my pals that have been so extremely patient with me through my selfishness, anger, impatience and basically crap and also buddies that have been a great joy for 2 years:&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you 2 are hard people. Honestly? You people are very hard to get along with. But the effort is all worth it. You 2 have constantly brought a smile to my face in every little thing you do. Your naive-ness is really hilarious, seriously. But it's cute. Anyway I do appreciate you people respecting me (most of the time) and I'm sort of glad for the 4567898765467891 times we've fought, because its just made us closer as friends. And for the last time, I'm not les. Alright all the best next year, in O levels, JC, wherever you may go. Smile more, and dare to dream! And Celina, jiayou with Torres, I'm glad we'd still be HCL classmates no matter what next year. Jinni, thanks for being my study buddy, seriously it's very hard but thanks. Keep laughing you two, because it really does light up many many lives-one of which is mine (: Power 7 yeah?&lt;br /&gt;You girls are like.no.other (remember?) Love you loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hONm-c5fTg/SQCDdb8gwfI/AAAAAAAAAwM/Cw7Et3hMb7o/s1600-h/Sleepover+deck.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hONm-c5fTg/SQCDdb8gwfI/AAAAAAAAAwM/Cw7Et3hMb7o/s320/Sleepover+deck.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260348906509746674" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To HANNAH, the bimbo beyond cannot bimbo already and the super smart girl:&lt;br /&gt;You really get me jealous manzxzxz, how are you so smart! Anyway I'm really happy to see you taking so much more root in God this year, do singspiration okay! And continue serving with joy in worship ministry (: Today was the first time I've ever seen you sad. Really. But I'd like to say that in all circumstances although Caitlin might not physically be here, you've got God and that's the best consolation anyone could get. And you mentioned you hated rain, but only with rain comes the rainbow right! You're the girl that everyone remembers as the smiley one, so keep that up alright! I'm proud of you, I really am. And no matter what people say, we know that you really do have a heart of gold (: Keep shining for God. Honour him and he'll honour you. Love you loads bimbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To DAPHNE, one of the most kind and cute girls I've ever met:&lt;br /&gt;You are too generous. Seriously. Later what if go out then kena cheated eh! Anyway you've told me so many things about basketball, about your bad english coach etc. You really make me laugh so so much, and now it's my turn to attempt to make you smile (: I'd like to say that even though you may not be very good in humans, you are seriously very pro in sciences and I'm really proud of you. I'm really hoping we'll get into the same class next year! (: Oh and although sometimes your coach may scold you for no reason, don't because of that then despise yourself alright! You're really special in our eyes and God's, and no level of sucky basketball would ever ruin that. Keep smiling alright, you're awesome. Thanks for being so....I dunno how to describe it. I guess love you loads would do the trick &lt;3 &lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hONm-c5fTg/SQCDc7b7ftI/AAAAAAAAAv8/GvU31fpV55o/s320/Cassie+and+Daphne.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260348897783152338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To CASSIE, the retard who keeps throwing objects at me:&lt;br /&gt;You you you! Ohman, I have to say this, but I really regret to getting to know you well in the first half of the year. You really are very kind and friendly, and FINE for once, you really are quite pretty. *cough* Stop camwhoring, will you! You really are very creative too, and it's really humorous. I remember the many times you made us laugh, and I'm really very thankful for each and every instance you brought a smile to our faces. Really, can't imagine school without you. Stop breaking school rules alright dear! I wish you all the best next year, do your best and let God do the rest. Love you so many many.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hONm-c5fTg/SQChU0IjbzI/AAAAAAAAAwc/NSnNGUl5pg0/s1600-h/Racial+harmony+day%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hONm-c5fTg/SQChU0IjbzI/AAAAAAAAAwc/NSnNGUl5pg0/s320/Racial+harmony+day%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260381743732715314" 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;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ARIEL MAE SAMMY, the God fearing mermaid:&lt;br /&gt;You are so amazing, really. Your love for God is so awe-inspiring, seriously. It touched my heart so many times, and never for an instant have I regretted meeting and befriending you. I read your blog, and you seem really sad (no offence), but when you come to school, you don't break. You seem so composed, you don't let tears slip out of your eyes that easily, maybe at church, but in school, no, you're real strong. I admire that. I know you're gonna be a great minister for God, keep shining yeah! And ST MARGS FOR CHRIST AND NO ONE ELSE. The harvest is plenty, but the workers are few. Let's run to our school and lift God's name on high, 2 years left. WE CAN DO IT! Love you loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hONm-c5fTg/SQCDco1Ae9I/AAAAAAAAAv0/opM-Yxu-nX0/s1600-h/C+DIV+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hONm-c5fTg/SQCDco1Ae9I/AAAAAAAAAv0/opM-Yxu-nX0/s320/C+DIV+08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260348892788063186" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'C' COM TEAM OF 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;To ALEX, the biggest idiot in the world that broke my heart a million times with her idiotic split jump:&lt;br /&gt;I must note, you can't sing. So don't. Anyway you've really made a difference in me with the way you train. You're super diligent. Seriously. But it's really awful training with you, because you're so lousy that when I look at you I get lousy too. Alright on the brighter side, WE'RE IN THE SAME TEAM NEXT YEAR!!!!!!!!!!! DAJITI 09!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hyper ventilate hyper ventilate!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We must win alright. I'm looking forward to another year training with you, because I know it's gonna be a great one (: Let's take this year's victory and enter into the next one with God's comfort to know, he's gonna make it happen for us again. We're a miracle yeah! Love you loads (don't pon gym on tue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To BECKY TAN, the sweetest training buddy with a back leg as flex as a giraffe's neck (?):&lt;br /&gt;You are awesome, seriously. I love you so much. HAHA. Okay weird. Anyway yours and Alex's letter right before the competition really made me wanna cry. The first sheet of paper that brought tears to my eyes. We trained so hard together, and that really brought us together. You've made me different in some ways, when I look at God and how he's blessed us. Really, you have. Although we're not gonna be team mates anymore next year, please do win for us alright! With Cheryl and Reylyn. (: God's with you all the way, take comfort in his grace, he's gonna work a miracle. Never stop believing and stop ponning gym (HA-HA! SUCK-ER!) Love you loads, &lt;3 &lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hONm-c5fTg/SQCDdlSmq3I/AAAAAAAAAwU/2ouKBZ5nDX8/s320/Jodie+like+herself,+retarded.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260348909018327922" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, ew, who's this. I saved the worst for last.&lt;br /&gt;Alright here we notice Nanthini and Woodyan blocked by this incredibly ugly lump of skin and bones that looks somewhat like a human body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright jokes aside.&lt;br /&gt;To JODIE,&lt;br /&gt;the one who's never failed to light up my day and make me feel so special,&lt;br /&gt;the one who's showed me that God blesses us in a million and one ways,&lt;br /&gt;the one who's showed me that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;printed-like handwriting is actually possible,&lt;br /&gt;the one who's showed me that anything's possible if you put your mind to it,&lt;br /&gt;the one who's taught me how to dream and dare.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything, really. I cannot imagine school without you. I know, 2 years, both year say the same thing. But honestly, you've made a really big difference in my life. In class, you make it more bearable, esp when Bobby goes all crazy and boring, and when Chua starts sucking up to _______. And when irritating people come by you teach me to be patient. You made me a really super uber sweet birthday present that I won't ever forget. In gym you inspire me by not giving up although the going gets really tough, and when things seem impossible you just hang on.&lt;br /&gt;It can't be put into words! I'm really grateful, for every little thing. And if we really don't get into the same class next year, I'll remember these 2 years to be really awesome ones.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a great year, because you were here. :D&lt;br /&gt;And here's the list we've collated, of the fondest memories in St Margs in 2008:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gym competition-the training and that final prayer.(:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My "birthday" celebration and MUAFAMM.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That phone call prank which Jinni fell for (HAHAHA)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Doing PW with Jinni and Ariel and slogging like mad, for which was totally worth it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waking up at 4.30 am to study together (and she was late on the day of the IH EXAM!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hairclip incident (I forgot it, but she told me to write it anyway)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our tradition of writing letters to each other in the exam!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prayer group (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having to change seat and getting really upset over it, seems so childish now!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Winning some games in PE, it was fun (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reading mags in class and risk getting them confiscated.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;U-G-L-Y-J-A-Y-N-A, When you look me in the eyes and CAMPFIRE SONG SONG!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Long hair laoshi called us "Jaydie" and "Joona"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The fight with the Sec 3s, SO DUMB.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cheating in the art SA2 exam (God forgive us)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fighting over the lyrics of "When I Grow Up" whether it's boobies or groupies.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That unglam photo. (No further explanation needed)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Doing singspiration together &lt;3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;(This is the one you're looking for)-Spelling ecclesiastes as "ecclesiasticus"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;(Another one) Face-booking in the com lab and laughing at _ _ _'s photo OMG HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For having each other! &lt;3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Alright, for all of the above: THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES. (: 2008's been an awesome one, and it's not gonna be one that I'll forget easily. Hopefully this post gives it a great ending, I took 3 hours to do it -.- Ohwell. May God be with all my dear classmates who I won't be seeing for a long while. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andddddddddd &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the rest is still unwritten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-8446386999786133087?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/8446386999786133087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=8446386999786133087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/8446386999786133087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/8446386999786133087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/10/for-lord-is-good-his-love-endures.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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/_8hONm-c5fTg/SQCDdLU-eBI/AAAAAAAAAwE/rmm2CKZ42vg/s72-c/2E3+class+photo+cut.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126616604901470882.post-6407876327728172641</id><published>2008-10-22T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T23:01:16.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was......alright. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't get to sleep last night and it was seriously so frustrating. Today I was so sleepy and I felt like just sleeping -.- Alright anyway we had CLAYMATION, the most waste time activity ever, but it was so funny. We were using com, going LJ, practically intentionally pissing that fat Kenneth guy off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Eh Hannah!&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: I'm not Hannah!&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Don't lie to me lah.&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: REALLY! See my name tag! (we swapped name tags, all 6 of us)&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Ohyah hor. Then where's hannah?&lt;br /&gt;Jayna: THERE THERE THERE (cassie)&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: *looks over*&lt;br /&gt;Cassie: WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: okay forget it......!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *Walks away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jayna: *looks at nametag* OH WAIT I'M HANNAH. -.- OOPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later in the IT room that stinks like poop cos of all the guys in it, Mr Daddy was like doing this really weird peacock crap? Like the sissy hand and all, so funny man. We were all laughing like siao, seriously. LAUGH LAUGH LAUGH. And he didn't even notice. Then we continued laughing and he turned and saw us laughing and he got paiseh and pretended to do his own work. LAME LA HE. So funny man. :D Later I imitate him he also scold -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then got back report book. Damage was already done, so I wasn't that shocked (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and jinni and celina your "HTHT" is super funny, like to imagine people actually talk like that. You people are eye openers, hahaha! Celina, jiayou (: Don't worry too much. We're in the same sampan :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup then it was GYM. At first quite sian, cannot do anything. Just sit there do math and watch the seniors/juniors/nat stretching and randomly comment here and there. Make long hair laoshi irritated, and suay-ly had to entertain her sad _________s. How to say. She emo emo.&lt;br /&gt;THEN WEI WEI LAOSHI CAME. Wah at first I was like O_O but still! Seniors (CURRENT SEC 2s ARE NOW SENIORS :D) gathered to discuss plan for next year (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first wwls said I do dajiti I was like.....okay. ): actually i also dunno why I don't want. Then when she started picking the other group members I was like omgzxzczxczxczc!!! the best dajiti ever man (: It's crazyyyyyyyyy, now I'm scared I can't keep up. Omg so cool so cool, super excited to start practising. I love my new team man, &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MICHELLE, EVELYN, EDREA AND ALEX.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;3 COOL PEOPLE (: Michelle ze CAPTAIN (underpants), EVELYN/EDREA-little chickens! ALEX-C div &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T WAIT CAN'T WAIT CAN'T WAIT. oman, we better win :D WOO. Can't wait can't waittttttttt :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright! So I shall now go sleepoz. :D&lt;br /&gt;(I feel like washing my hands off camp comm man, that STUPID shirt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;words won't bring me down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-6407876327728172641?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/6407876327728172641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=6407876327728172641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/6407876327728172641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/6407876327728172641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-4574665629738511759</id><published>2008-10-20T15:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T15:35:16.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a bit crazy. I felt bad for missing the superlife training, but I already made a pact with Jodie right! Anyway yup after church, parents fetched me to the MRT and a few minutes after I sat down, this girl walked passed me and when she saw me she jumped and made the kind of shocked sound(then one you draw breath in immediately). And obviously I was like, what is this crazy woman doing. And I looked up and I saw the most retarded person: JOANNE ONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha anyway later on, reached vivo, went for lunch with Jodie then for the gala priemere of HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL 3. At first I was a bit skeptical about the time wasted on that retarded show, but since she had free tickets I thought I'd just go (: and it was rather worth it! We had free popcorn, drink and ice cream. Then they also gave us this Sharpay-like watch, tissue box (LOL), HSM ezy link card, HSM gift card from starhub website, and some other crap -.- Okay the show wasn't that bad (: I dare say I did enjoy SOME parts of it. It was better than the first and second ones by quite a lot. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite depressing. But I guess I have to practice what I preach, right! Alright then I shan't talk about it (: Okay sososososososo! Tomorrow I'm gonna have to submit my option decisions. I'm gonna try to ignore any mean things people say. Anyway I really don't know what to do now, because every single option has its good and bad, I really dunno how man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;4 days to megalife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesus, take the wheel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-4574665629738511759?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/4574665629738511759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=4574665629738511759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/4574665629738511759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/4574665629738511759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/10/yesterday-was-bit-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-1543928450726818376</id><published>2008-10-18T10:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T10:18:39.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Look around, look around, everyone's racing ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Why am I still here, why are we still here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe those dreams aren't for us.&lt;br /&gt;But why not?&lt;br /&gt;Why not me, why not us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;St Margs For God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-1543928450726818376?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/1543928450726818376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=1543928450726818376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/1543928450726818376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/1543928450726818376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/10/look-around-look-around-everyones.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-27297747260120345</id><published>2008-10-17T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T20:32:59.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think materialism has really taken a very big effect on our world, and it's just really sad to see friend after friend being lost to it. And somehow I think popularity is related to materialism somehow? The need to "stand out". I know that everyone of us can find a guilty point in our lives that relates to this, but it's just sad to see how God can be for us, in us, with us all the time, and how we can actually still be searching for greater comfort-in the ways of the world and in the favour of "them".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jesus mend this breaking heart of mine, that keeps on loving life&lt;/span&gt;" -Brian Littrel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, moving onnnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rather disappointed in general with the marks I've gotten back today.&lt;br /&gt;Math was not too bad, considering (sorry too lazy to type out).&lt;br /&gt;English was not too bad. Speech was disappointing, compo was YAYme sort of. Compre was not too bad, summary was jaynatanyihuii'mgonnakillyou.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese: I PASSED. I PASSED. I PASSED.&lt;br /&gt;Home Econs was a bit disappointing, but then again it's home econs. As if anyone cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reminding myself time and time again that today is the bad day, monday's the good day. I can't wait for Monday to come. The papers I actually &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to recieve will be given back then. I know that I probably didn't get as high as I wanted for Lit and maybe even IH, but I'm still excited to see how much my efforts paid off. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright tomorrow's Megalife Day. FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;(oh my banana, I still haven't done accountability letter.)&lt;br /&gt;But so sad I'm gonna have to miss cell for family dinner. JAYNA MUST PAY 200% ATTENTION TO SERMON! Can't wait for tomorrow even though half the fun is kind of gone D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell. So many things coming up.&lt;br /&gt;Next week is the last week of school alreadyyyyyyyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DECEMBER HOLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Intensive Gym Training!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CELL OUTING AFTER CELL OUTING AFTER CELL OUTING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sec 3 Camp Comm-CAMP. (Hahahah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leader's Dinner! (cheeyann/joan ahhhhhh.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MEGALIFE CAMP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spend &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A LOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of time with Jodie before we are officially NOT classmates. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Celebrate studymate's birthday! (JINNI SEND ME WHOSE LINE NOW)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;See Elaine, little chickens '07 reunion.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MYHOPE SINGAPORE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christmas dinner with power 7 (yup I said it right.) :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Alright, so much to do, so little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay first I gotta get my knee in place. HAHA. Alright take care people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God is my victory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-27297747260120345?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/27297747260120345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=27297747260120345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/27297747260120345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/27297747260120345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-think-materialism-has-really-taken.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-5275626676288992251</id><published>2008-10-12T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T21:45:54.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Time Has Come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are finally over, and majority of us are sitting around at home with nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to make the most of my free time at home. Somehow my mind can't seem to wander away from that group of people I love so very much (:&lt;br /&gt;I get home, I check my table. Alright I'll do cell attendance. Key in key in. And then it's done.&lt;br /&gt;Check table again, alright I'll do MHS planning. And then it's done for now.&lt;br /&gt;Check table again, alright I'll check do the YP subscription. Then it's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Central Two a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I love Central Two a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(There's so much to say, I don't know how to put it into words &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anymore.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Joan's right. We've really come a long way. Chee yann's right. We've really come a long way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here's how I spent my precious weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt; was spent preciously with Daphne and Jodie for the first half. Came, played wii, went on LJ, went holland v. Sorry girls I rushed off at the end ):&lt;br /&gt;Then headed half way across the globe to Pasir Ris to meet JAJOJO for dinner(: It was a really funny dinner, kept laughing. I think we disturbed the whole of subway. Who's fault? JOANNE ONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt; was spent in church with Central 2, Central 2, Central 2. Firstly! Met Joanneong at the MRT, and she was late as usual. MRTed to church, wait and wait for Isaac. Then had mentoring, learnt alot. (: Then service (: Worship was really awesome, and so was the word. God is so alive. (:&lt;br /&gt;Then cell. Chungcheng discussing stuff, the rest played heart attack. (: Then cell. Worship was awesome, props to God, props to Cheeyann:D Word was kinda short, admin was SIAO. My kind parents fetched the westies back, had a meaningful chat on the way back (: Love the westies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, an awesome weekend. Too awesome. ): hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ChungCheng :D I believe in you guys. Now is your time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I shall now go and be accountable. Save myself the nagging. :D&lt;br /&gt;Ohwait end with a quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men go abroad to wonder at the height of mountains, the huge waves of the sea, the long course of the rivers, the vast compass of the ocean, the circular motion of the stars.....but they pass by themselves and don't even notice.&lt;/blockquote&gt;I tell you, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you're special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-5275626676288992251?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/5275626676288992251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=5275626676288992251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/5275626676288992251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/5275626676288992251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/10/time-has-come.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-7902577169664440212</id><published>2008-09-28T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T19:45:18.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A B C D E F G, H I J K L M N O P. Q R S, T U V, WX, Y AND Z, NOW I KNOW MY ABC,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEXT TIME WONT YOU SING WITH &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MORE WE GET TOGETHER,&lt;br /&gt;TOGETHER,&lt;br /&gt;TOGETHER,&lt;br /&gt;THE MORE WE GET TOGETHER,&lt;br /&gt;THE MERRIER WE'LL BE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayy:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-7902577169664440212?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/7902577169664440212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=7902577169664440212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7902577169664440212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7902577169664440212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/09/b-c-d-e-f-g-h-i-j-k-l-m-n-o-p.html' title=''/><author><name>Jae</name><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-126616604901470882.post-4573776300237509405</id><published>2008-09-26T16:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T16:38:13.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Kick</title><content type='html'>Church's changed so much.&lt;br /&gt;Cell's changed so much.&lt;br /&gt;School's changed so much.&lt;br /&gt;God's never changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, thus far, has been a very exciting one. I still remember at the start of this year God was telling me to brace up for a year of learning and moulding that wouldn't exactly be painless. And then I was all, yeah yeah. But he shocked me when on the 31st December 07 my mum broke her ankle and there was the whole shuffle between hospital and home thing? But we got over it.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And school has changed so much man. It's no longer stupid, it's no longer boring, it's no longer dead. I've found so many friends there with unwavering faith in God, and others with big big hearts and some others that have been such a joy.&lt;br /&gt;And from our lame poo school bell to Jesus Loves Me.&lt;br /&gt;From that stupid song in the morning to How Great Is Our God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is so in St Margs.&lt;br /&gt;And for him to save everyone is NO KICK. (C2's favourite line now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revival's coming. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright I could talk about cell forever, but yeah. I shall spare you. (:&lt;br /&gt;We've grown so much, really. At the end of this year some people are gonna leave, some are gonna be joining us. Next year is gonna be a huge, huge year for us. Pick it up! Hahaha, I really can't wait to see what God's gonna do. All the visions he's given our cell, I know it's gonna come to past. Really can't wait man. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love C2, alot alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I declare this my LAST post before the end of exams.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and a big thanks to Jinni my best study buddy. Don't know what I'd do without you.&lt;br /&gt;I MEANT IT LITERALLY. If mush-ily I would do great without you. (justkidding:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I want AAAAAAAC. For this I'm gonna get what I want (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-4573776300237509405?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/4573776300237509405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=4573776300237509405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/4573776300237509405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/4573776300237509405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-kick.html' title='No Kick'/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-3268673765541371779</id><published>2008-09-10T19:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:45:04.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally fourteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all who made this day so special for me. (:&lt;br /&gt;That'd be everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, thanks so much&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Edrea&lt;/span&gt; for putting in so much effort for my birthday. I'm genuinely touched, seriously! (: i love your present many many and I tell you, I'm gonna keep it for a long long long time :D (Or forever) Thanks so much &lt;3 oh and the best part was XJT vid. (: awwww. I miss the 4 of you. ): The victory XJT, yeah! and and and if I were to do DJT next year, it wouldn't be bad cos I'd have you (: heh. Continue to grow in God and thanks for everything &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks also to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Natali&lt;/span&gt;, who gave me a super GAY present :D hahahaha, and a super long note. Touching kay (: It's been a blessing knowing you too, and always keep your eyes on Jesus, don't let them stray, because watch him and how he touches your life.-and he'll be watching you too. Jiayou in all you do, including gym &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks many many to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hannah, Cassie, Daphne, Ariel&lt;/span&gt; who contributed to the board Jodie made. I was really really touched okay! :D and thanks for hiding the notes from me HANNAH even though I saw them -_- HAHAHA, and I tell you, that little hannah on my table stays safe. Until we get back some shit test D: Love you 4 loads(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyouuuu to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all who were involved in Edrea's video, &lt;/span&gt;paiseh, too many to name -_- thanks so many, even to the few of you I BARELY EVEN KNOW, thanks(: Your notes and videos made me smile :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyew &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alex&lt;/span&gt; the CRAPFACE who gave me the butt of a dog! HAHAHA, you made me laugh like crap :D HAHAHA, hope we'll be in the same gym team again next year, &lt;3 you! (My parents laughed when they saw you on Edrea's vid HAHAHA loser)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joanne, Joanng, Persis, Shuling, Daphne&lt;/span&gt; who wished me a very very very happy birthday, haha I sure did have one :D thanks girls &lt;3 continue to trust in God yeah! :D C2!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jae, Alyssa, Rosalyn and all the other people who wished me&lt;/span&gt;, thanks! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;And YOU. Thank you for all the effort you've put into my birthday. From the presents to everything and all, THANKYOU. And you sacrificed a day to come over and spend time with me(: Not only on this day, but you've been compromising and giving and giving and giving, and I must say you've been a real life-changing friend. You're priceless! And I'd like to say I'm gonna make myself like science so much that I'll study super hard to get into trip so I can sit with you &lt;3 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love you Jo :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And YOU. Or is it 2 of you. HAHAHA, okay nevermind, thanks for everything you've been doing in my life ever since I met you. You've been such an influence, how you don't give up on your ministry despite how busy you are and how tired you are, you'd never want us to give up on each other, and so you never give up on us. It's really inspiring, everything about you, from your never fading smile to your strength. :D I love they way you never ever ever ever leave any of us stranded. It's like your promise "I'll be there for you" really isn't an open promise (: it's really encouraging, each sms of yours and each phonecall. You make me laugh all the time kay(: I really pray that God will use you to become a great minister of his love, and when the time comes, go bless the world with your exceeding joy :D Jiayou for your Os, I'm behind you(: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love you Ahchew:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Alright, so hope all of you see the bursting gratitude :D I'm really greatful for today, and out of all, I'd like to thank God for all these awesome people, including my family that have made this day such a special one for me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO, Jayna.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Watch over Gu Cheong, he's with you now(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-3268673765541371779?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/3268673765541371779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=3268673765541371779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/3268673765541371779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/3268673765541371779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/09/finally-fourteen.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-5912960305003968513</id><published>2008-09-04T11:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T12:09:01.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hONm-c5fTg/SL9dp7BfYnI/AAAAAAAAAf4/wJv0N7fFU80/s1600-h/Sleepover.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hONm-c5fTg/SL9dq4iDJWI/AAAAAAAAAgY/b9pWnVRnTIU/s320/Sleepover+dasher.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242011482593633634" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jodie, Hannah, Daphne and Cassie came over to celebrate my "birthday" (HAHAHA) with me on tuesday. :D Thanks girls, I really had a lot of fun :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;It was so funny, kept me laughing the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;It was even funnier when Cassie came. THAT POOP. We were in the middle of a game on wii then I was on the phone with Hannah giving directions and those smart poops went to play the game and I lost. SMART LA HUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha then we watched movie play wii watched movie play wii. Spent more than a day doing that. :D VERY PRODUCTIVE (: Hannah kept screaming when we played Mario. SO FUNNY. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay some jokes I remember,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: Wah after watching this kinda show (27 dresses), if some guy asks me to go out with him, I'll immediately say yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(HAHAHAHAHA, we laughed like mad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay more later :D&lt;br /&gt;THANKS AGAIN GIRLS &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-5912960305003968513?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/5912960305003968513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=5912960305003968513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/5912960305003968513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/5912960305003968513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/09/jodie-hannah-daphne-and-cassie-came.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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/_8hONm-c5fTg/SL9dp7BfYnI/AAAAAAAAAf4/wJv0N7fFU80/s72-c/Sleepover.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126616604901470882.post-3558254532367166848</id><published>2008-08-31T15:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T15:30:46.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't blogged for more than a week.&lt;br /&gt;Amazing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this is the week I've been anticipating for really really long :D Finally, the holidays are around the corner and every stressed-out-of-their-brains student gets a well deserved break. I love MOE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised, I'm gonna be in church for 4 days in a row :D Awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;, prayer meeting was rather awesome, although I got home quite late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;, stupid performance at Gymfest made me miss service. But in the midst of dressing up for that performance, the gym girls really did crap alot. Laughed until our laughter was seriously RESOUNDING in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;And then I rushed to church after the performance, had dinner with the lot while talking about ACES day in our schools. It was so funny. (: Chung cheng people make me laugh:D&lt;br /&gt;Then, another very anticipated event, WORSHIP EXPERIENCE CELL!! :D It was really awesome. Dearest Centraltwoliesssss, don't give me weirdo forfeits lah D: Nice people, ya'll! :D And then during word itself, we were discussing about who we admire. I said __________. I can't believe I did, because I realised that she's such a loser. But anyway that's why I admire her. (IRONIC) It's a teacher, that's the clue. Shuling admires someone really special (It's okay too! :D) and Amberlie ACT CHIM. No lah, but she admires Martin Luther King. WOAHHHH. :D Joanne the best, admire some Davamoni guy, then she keep talking about him and his slimming belt. Her illustration's plus Isaac's and some others made it super funny. We kept laughing until the other group was staring at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And at this moment, BENTON FARTED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay anyway back to cell, it ended great. I DIDN'T TAKE CHURCH BUS :D for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday,&lt;/span&gt; woke up super early this morning to meet Lianne at City Hall to go to church to help out with the games :D The kids were great, most of them participated well :D Proud of you kiddosss! Then watched a movie and went home with parents, then lunch at town :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is BITERACE.&lt;br /&gt;Amen, I'm going to church again. But it's okay, it's worth it.&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHATINTHEWORLD I HAVE TO BRING MY VIOLIN. D: rah. But at least that saves travelling time as compared to if I have to go down again on another day. So glad that Grace and Persis will be playing at the children's day service :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday is SLEEPOVER.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Jodie, Daphne, Hannah who are gonna sleepover.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Cassie and Ariel who are coming (but not sleeping over)&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate your company alot! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday is STUDY DAY with __________.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday is STUDY DAY with ___________.&lt;br /&gt;Friday is STUDY DAY with ___________.&lt;br /&gt;(Fill all those blanks with JAYNA. She's awesome :D LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess holidays are gonna pass faster than expected. :D&lt;br /&gt;THIS SATURDAY BENTON AND JASON LEADING GAMES. Yesssssssssssssss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay byebyebyebyebye, gonna study.&lt;br /&gt;And if you think I did badly for term 3, you're right!&lt;br /&gt;WATCH OUT okay, I'll be back. (: HAHAHAHA, Prouda you hannah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-3558254532367166848?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/3558254532367166848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=3558254532367166848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/3558254532367166848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/3558254532367166848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/08/havent-blogged-for-more-than-week.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-7469740743481912722</id><published>2008-08-23T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T00:04:38.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I sing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heal my heart and make it clean, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;open up my eyes to the things unseen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Show me how to love like you have loved me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Break my heart for what breaks yours, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everything I am for your kingdom's cause,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as I walk from earth into eternity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was perfect, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;It was as if God let everything fall into place for me(:&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God, thank you thank you thank you. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, worship was mind-blowing. It was just really really really awesome :D Welcome back to Zhengxin who'd been gone for really long. Oh and for the whole service, we were supposed to use rafia to tie ourselves to another person. I was tied to Joan Chew &lt;3 Heeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway cell was the BOMB. :D&lt;br /&gt;At first we had dinner and then we watched olympics, the running. Benton, Shaun and their SHADOW. -.- Wah lao, so what la. But shadow won! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, worship was the bomb! :D Well done Cy(:&lt;br /&gt;Word was really meaningful to me. It wasn't really word, but more like discussion. It was really touching to see like how everyone was opening up so willingly! Even the newer people, even the quieter people. Not the usual, "err...skip me first" or "I don't know" or "don't have". It honestly does touch my heart to see that people are trusting the cell (:&lt;br /&gt;Can really feel the C2 heartbeat going around now &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;And like JoanC said, C2 is such a precious name to call :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM GOING TO GET THE CELL BLOG UP.&lt;br /&gt;I AM GOING TO GET THE CELL BLOG UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm determined now (:&lt;br /&gt;God give me strength! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-7469740743481912722?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/7469740743481912722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=7469740743481912722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7469740743481912722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7469740743481912722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-i-sing-heal-my-heart-and-make-it.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-8014286493561434653</id><published>2008-08-18T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T21:59:33.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't blogged for really long D:&lt;br /&gt;Haven't felt like blogging, haven't had time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway!&lt;br /&gt;These few weeks have not really proven to be great ones academically and in some other ways, but central 2 always makes up for it :D And jodie and hannah and daphne and cassie and some other crappy people in class &lt;3 thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't have cell last saturday, C2 just spent some time bonding and having crap. We're gonna study together this saturday(: Woah I tell you I love these people alot man. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've changed class position now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting with Daphne and on the other side, Marty. Oops I mean Lilian.&lt;br /&gt;Daphne is so cuteeeee :D&lt;br /&gt;And Lilian is plain irritating. D: (I know you're reading this :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yup. I miss Jodie ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally school is as boring as ever.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen my cell for 1234567890 years(in actual figures, 2 days)&lt;br /&gt;Never mind :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning Nat woke me with a sweet SMS. Thanks! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;It just reminded me that people are watching everything I do (no offence nat I don't mean it meanly, hahaha). It just tells me that I've gotta watch myself.&lt;br /&gt;Because above all, I know God's watching me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya honestly studying is like poo poo.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO BE BOXER.&lt;br /&gt;I shall be boxer.&lt;br /&gt;I WILL WORK HARDER.&lt;br /&gt;I WILL WORK HARDER.&lt;br /&gt;I WILL WORK HARDER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Napoleon isn't always right D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'll be the smarter, updated version of Boxer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN DO BETTER.&lt;br /&gt;I CAN DO BETTER.&lt;br /&gt;I CAN DO BETTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspiration sparks everything :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and thanks hannahhhhhhhhhh D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayna: Omg, I'm so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: No lah.&lt;br /&gt;Jayna: okay what subject combi should I take??? I SUCK AT EVERYTHING! D:&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: No, you're good at...ohyeah. nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS AH. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiayou Jayna!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-8014286493561434653?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/8014286493561434653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=8014286493561434653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/8014286493561434653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/8014286493561434653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/08/havent-blogged-for-really-long-d-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-4435107455929769302</id><published>2008-08-05T19:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T19:37:42.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate TV.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna watch TV ever ever ever again. ):&lt;br /&gt;That stupid box thingy make me sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWR. I shall smash it up some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From tomorrow/day after onwards, I will not be sitting with Jodie anymore! ):&lt;br /&gt;What the bananas lah ): But it's okay lah, cos I got a new HOT partner :D&lt;br /&gt;DAPHNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE :D&lt;br /&gt;Hee hee. Get jealous! Jodie's sitting with Hannah, so we're still nearby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's prayer group tomorrow (:&lt;br /&gt;I hope all goes well, we've been praying :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright so.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;I miss C2 manzxz):&lt;br /&gt;Every single one of them D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR CENTRAL 2! :D&lt;br /&gt;Acts 4:32 - All the believers were one in heart and mind. No one claimed that any possession was his own but they shared everything that they had.&lt;br /&gt;John 13:5 - By this all men will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's let God's love shine through ours &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shout to the Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All the earth, let us sing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Power and majesty praise to the king,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mountains bow down and the seas will roar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At the sound, of your name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I sing for joy at the works of your hands,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Forever I'll love you, forever I'll stand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nothing compares to the promise I have in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-4435107455929769302?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/4435107455929769302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=4435107455929769302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/4435107455929769302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/4435107455929769302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-hate-tv.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-5841585804227276787</id><published>2008-08-04T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T18:45:42.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are the way that’s everlasting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Giving it all to set us free &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Truth, the Light, the One &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are the Way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Way-Parachute Band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Only 4 days to Saturday now.&lt;br /&gt;Life is good, there's a huge grasshopper dancing on my window.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Enci Day. [HAPPY BIRTHDAY!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dying in math today ):&lt;br /&gt;So tiredddddddddddddddddddd D:&lt;br /&gt;And Mrs Kwok couldn't make it that bit easier for me. Except 1 part :D&lt;br /&gt;She was talking about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;set notation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she was trying to explain the difference between {  } and {0}&lt;br /&gt;and I have no idea how it relates, but she said something like.&lt;br /&gt;"It's just like asking God for something. For example, you pray, God let me be pregnant. You think God will just say yes? He knows what's best, so when he says no, how can you go "Aiya, God never give me an answer". When no is the answer?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now that I've typed it all out it really doesn't make sense to me.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music's been all around me these days. (:&lt;br /&gt;YAY ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, tomorrow I'm gonna ask Ms Pang about Singspiration. :D&lt;br /&gt;And me and ariel are gonna get PG back into place. (:&lt;br /&gt;And perhaps we'll go chat with Aunty Serene :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick it up, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's monday!&lt;br /&gt;1 week to the cell potluck. :D&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me, lotsa things to do. Cell fund, cell blog, cell potluck, Art, PW audio, Violin, Chinese tuition..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah we "love" Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Sing this out :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Singapore more Asia than Malaysia". LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-5841585804227276787?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/5841585804227276787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=5841585804227276787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/5841585804227276787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/5841585804227276787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-are-way-thats-everlasting-giving-it.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-552192110887562458</id><published>2008-08-04T18:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T18:27:44.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Desert Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooke Fraser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my prayer in the desert&lt;br /&gt;When all that’s within me feels dry&lt;br /&gt;This is my prayer in my hunger and need&lt;br /&gt;My God is the God who provides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; This is my prayer in the fire&lt;br /&gt;In weakness or trial or pain&lt;br /&gt;There is a faith proved of more worth than gold&lt;br /&gt;So refine me Lord through the flame&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;And I will bring praise, I will bring praise&lt;br /&gt;No weapon formed against me shall remain&lt;br /&gt;I will rejoice, I will declare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; God is my victory and He is here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my prayer in the battle&lt;br /&gt;When triumph is still on its way&lt;br /&gt;I am a conqueror and co-heir with Christ&lt;br /&gt;So firm on His promise I’ll stand&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;All of my life, In every season&lt;br /&gt;You are still God&lt;br /&gt;I have a reason to sing&lt;br /&gt;I have a reason to worship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my prayer in the harvest&lt;br /&gt;When favor and providence flow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I know I’m filled to be emptied again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The seed I’ve received I will sow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-552192110887562458?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/552192110887562458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=552192110887562458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/552192110887562458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/552192110887562458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/08/desert-song-brooke-fraser-this-is-my.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-2454104550597260674</id><published>2008-08-02T09:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T09:24:10.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let now your church shine as the bride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That you saw in your heart as you offered up your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let now the lost be welcomed home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; By the saved and redeemed those adopted as your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let now our hearts burn with a flame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A fire consuming all for your Son's holy name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And with the heavens we declare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You are our king&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I love you Lord, I worship you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hope which was lost, now stands renewed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; I give my life to honor this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The love of Christ, the savior king.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Last night's FOP was so so amazing. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It was so so so so ________. I also dunno use what word to describe lah but.&lt;br /&gt;(((((((((((((((((:&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's gonna be even better :D:D Central 2! Look forward to it manzxz :D&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO ON SUNDAY D: But nevermind. Lucky Elza's going on sunday D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so &lt;s&gt;saturday&lt;/s&gt; salvation IS HERE :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-2454104550597260674?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/2454104550597260674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=2454104550597260674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/2454104550597260674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/2454104550597260674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/08/let-now-your-church-shine-as-bride-that.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-7324153773988863413</id><published>2008-07-30T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T21:32:08.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He was whipped 39 times. One more time and he would have died from internal bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, the soldier stopped, and together with others, he mocked my God with a crown of thorns.&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine the blood streaming down from his face?&lt;br /&gt;Then they brought him to a cross, and nailed him to it, the worst possible option of death at that time, alongside 2 criminals.&lt;br /&gt;My God, crucified alongside 2 criminals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is this a joke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is said, a million angels were on standby, and by the snap of his fingers, the angels could have cleared the place, killed everyone there.&lt;br /&gt;BUT HE DIDN'T.&lt;br /&gt;He just allowed them to crucify him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how more real I can put it.&lt;br /&gt;His very own creation, humans, turning against him and putting through the worst turmoil any human could endure.&lt;br /&gt;Us.&lt;br /&gt;Are we going to keep making the same mistake?&lt;br /&gt;Turning against him?&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know how more real I can put it.&lt;br /&gt;It's real, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;If only you could see. ):&lt;br /&gt;But I know you guys will :D I won't let you slip by (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Joan chew today(: All retarded stuff as usual. Jodie was in the conversation(:&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhh, I wish my house was smaller D: It feels so empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my cell alot alot alot.&lt;br /&gt;My science teacher is now a cell leader.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhh, everyday I'm faced with things that remind me of Central 2.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was in Chung Cheng ):&lt;br /&gt;BUT I'M IN ST MARGS FOR A REASON! and that's to help themmos in darknessos to breakos freeos. :D&lt;br /&gt;Okay prayer group restarted again today. (: It feels good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STIR IT UP IN OUR HEARTS, LORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing is impossible for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing is impossible,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing is impossibly for you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You hold my world in your hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Jodie for everyday fun at school :D&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Hannah Daphne Cassie for alot of crap:D (SUPER NOISY MANZ. But I'll miss sitting with you girls &lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lilian for just looking like that zebra from madagascar (sp?) LOL. You the bao za :D&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Sabrina for your sweet present(:&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Adeline and Nat for training with me for a while the other day :D&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Nathini for not getting angry with me even though I kept calling you ninety degrees :D&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Ariel, Edrea and Becky for coming for PG today. (THERE SHALL BE MORE AMEN:D)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God, that this week is almost over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more days to FOP :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-7324153773988863413?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/7324153773988863413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=7324153773988863413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7324153773988863413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7324153773988863413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/07/he-was-whipped-39-times.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-8017776814966131688</id><published>2008-07-27T09:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T10:04:35.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d133/jyouatning/P1030001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d133/jyouatning/P1030001.jpg" alt="" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love them a lot. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A lot a lot a lot a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Thanks Joanng for the photo (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's pre-service prayer was rather smooth, considering the fact that 2 of our leaders weren't there. ): But still, I really think these prayer meetings do prepare our hearts for service which is really really AWESOME :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SERVICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HAHAHAHAHA, cos me and Persis were thinking of going in front, then everyone abit sian sian (except Joanne-forever hyper one) then Persis like "aiya, don't want la, very paiseh eh".&lt;br /&gt;But then you know I was like....HARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;THEN THEN THEN THEN THEN!!&lt;br /&gt;Joachim:...so I thought of thinking Crystal to lead the song "BREAK FREE"(omgzzxzxzxz), then when she sent me the song list, really got Break Free! :D"&lt;br /&gt;Persis: Okay I'm going in front.&lt;br /&gt;Jayna: *see-lah-see-lah face*&lt;br /&gt;Joachim: Okay and today I'd like you guys to take a step of boldness, come down to the altar to praise God"&lt;br /&gt;Jayna: I dare you NOT to go.&lt;br /&gt;Persis: -_______________________________________-&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAAHA. See (: God will always let us be hyper kiddos.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CELL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It was the first week at Chee Yann's house, rather awesome :D Even with the time constraints, we weren't really THAT short of time, but dinner absorbed most of it. First week, we ordered Macs. SO MESSY. -.- Wah lao, settling the money ah. Can go mad. And we suddenly found 40 nuggets that only 3 people appeared to order.&lt;br /&gt;WHATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Okay then we started worship-which I thought was rather powerful :D I dunno leh, I think the new environment has it's pros and cons lah(: Homey place though:D Mmm then word let by BUIBUI :D Haha well done, I'm really proud of you&lt;3 Quite an encourage word there :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, RUSHHHHHHHHHHHHH back to white sands for the west bus. :D&lt;br /&gt;FUNNY OKAY. I tell you, next week I'm gonna kill Jiaru. That little sneaky naughty poo poo head.&lt;br /&gt;He was like "ehhhhhhhh.(very soft then suddenly v loud) the last one to reach the MRT has to be $0.50 to the cell fund!!"&lt;br /&gt;Then he started running -.-&lt;br /&gt;Then Pamela and I still blur for a moment. LOL. Then I see she stoning then I start running. HAHAHAHA. Then she was like "OIIIIIIIII!" HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Every week it shall increase by $0.50. next week we shall sabo Shaun by not telling him about it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home, rested awhile.&lt;br /&gt;I felt kinda bored LOL.&lt;br /&gt;So I asked Joan whether wanna talk(on the phone) then she was like, Okay! :D Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Then I asked her if wanna conf for the ldrs. Wah then I thought ldrs as in CY, Persis, Joan, Me. Those informal informal one. Then suddenly got Isaac O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT THAT CONF WAS SO FUNNY LAH. Seriously I was laughing like mad.&lt;br /&gt;And we ended up talking like&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 4 hours&lt;/span&gt; -.- Persis joined in the first 1 and a half :D&lt;br /&gt;It was really productive also, talking about cell and all (: Woah it was almost like that time we met up for meeting. THAT WAS AWESOMEEEEEEE :D hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first 3 hours we're GENUINELY talking about cell and all. It was..GOOD :D haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then the last hour ah. We crap like -__________- make me laugh like SIAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like...(talking about nicknames)&lt;br /&gt;CY: eh mentality of a 9 year old(somehow it got one year less)&lt;br /&gt;Isaac: mentality of a 9 year old.&lt;br /&gt;Jayna: HAHA JOANNNNN.&lt;br /&gt;Joan: EH! Isaac you were ah quah okay. And beautiful girl.&lt;br /&gt;Jayna: HAHA OHYEAH OH YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;Isaac: Oh mannnn, oh mannnn, okay don't start that again i tell you ah...(interrupted)&lt;br /&gt;Joan: Isaac is a beauuuuuuuuutiful girl, that's why it'll never work.&lt;br /&gt;Isaac: OIIIII!&lt;br /&gt;Jayna: HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;CY: HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Joan: Eh last time we sing were you very irritated?&lt;br /&gt;Isaac: erm, a bit. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Jayna: HUH! OOPSSS.&lt;br /&gt;Issac: yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Joan: nevermind. ISAAC IS A BEAUUUUUTIFUL GIRL,&lt;br /&gt;Isaac: Okay I let you sing in cell but not now okay! To ----- -- --- ---- ----------. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;Joan: WHOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay and later on Joan kept asking Isaac about his gf -.- SO FUNNY. She asked "did you like her a lot?" WHAT KINDA QUESTION IS THAT LAH -.- Obviously you have to like someone alot to be together right. -.- LOSERRRRR JOAN :D&lt;br /&gt;Oh and later ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CY: (talking some brain crap)&lt;br /&gt;Joan: Eh who's that ah.&lt;br /&gt;Jayna: Yeah lor. The voice so same one. Aiya talking all those smart smart thing. Must be cheeyann lah.&lt;br /&gt;Isaac: HEY HEY HEY WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN AH!&lt;br /&gt;Joan: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!&lt;br /&gt;Jayna: Exactly what I said :D LOLLLLLLLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and then we were talking about him being my jiefu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayna: Quiet lah you. JIEFU.&lt;br /&gt;CY: jaynaaaaaaaaaaa...!&lt;br /&gt;Isaac/Joan: Huh huh what's jiefu?&lt;br /&gt;Isaac: Brother in law?&lt;br /&gt;CY: Jaynaaaaaaaa....!&lt;br /&gt;Jayna: yeah yeah yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Joan: OH ALISA (!!)&lt;br /&gt;CY: JAYNA!&lt;br /&gt;Isaac: (he has this way of saying oh my gosh I dunno how to spell) You and Alisa? Omehgashhhhh.(LOL)&lt;br /&gt;Joan: Hee hee hee!&lt;br /&gt;Jayna: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;CY: *explains himself. but we all know it ain't true:D*&lt;br /&gt;Jayna: eh other than her who else?&lt;br /&gt;Isaac: HUH STILL GOT SOMEMORE.&lt;br /&gt;Joan: Wah Cheeyann so hot uh.&lt;br /&gt;Jayna/Isaac/Joan: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;CY: Haha Charmaine is a different one.&lt;br /&gt;Jayna: Ohyeah, she pretty uh:D&lt;br /&gt;Isaac/Joan: Who's that?&lt;br /&gt;CY: *explain explain explain*&lt;br /&gt;Jayna: Oh then got the megalife one right. Evelyn?&lt;br /&gt;Isaac: Omehgashhhhhhhhhhh, you and evenlyn chandra??? omehgashhhh, like O-M-G. (Isaac was so bimbo-.-)&lt;br /&gt;Joan: HAHAHAHAHAHA, ISAAC! HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Jayna: HAHAAHAHHAAHAAHA.&lt;br /&gt;CY: *explain again*&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;Joan: (I forgot what she saidD:)&lt;br /&gt;Jayna: Eh who's that.&lt;br /&gt;Joan: Joan lah -.-&lt;br /&gt;Jayna: Oh. You sound like Isaac.&lt;br /&gt;Joan: HUHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;Isaac: I. SOUND. LIKE. JOAN. ??&lt;br /&gt;Jayna: errrrr, YEAH! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Joan: Eh I can imitate CY and Isaac. For Isaac ah, must go "I mean(emphasis), blah blah blah" For CY is like" you know, like like like like like, for me, like like like like like"&lt;br /&gt;CY: Yeah, I'm a very like person.&lt;br /&gt;Jayna: SO bimboooooooo. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Joan: Ohyeah and Isaac! Omehgashhhhhhh, like O-M-G.&lt;br /&gt;Jayna/CY: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHHA!!&lt;br /&gt;Isaac: Yeah. Ha-ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya last night was so funny lah. I wasn't sleepy at all (: So prouda myself. I didn't waste those 4 hours :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love my leaders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-8017776814966131688?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/8017776814966131688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=8017776814966131688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/8017776814966131688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/8017776814966131688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-love-them-lot.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-4786607249441455508</id><published>2008-07-24T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T21:31:42.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8hONm-c5fTg/SIiCgaxwc9I/AAAAAAAAAfw/8YFbJBJX5BI/s1600-h/Photo-0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8hONm-c5fTg/SIiCgaxwc9I/AAAAAAAAAfw/8YFbJBJX5BI/s320/Photo-0094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226570861018903506" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My team is the BOMBZXZZXZ, even Mas Selamat is scared. (♥)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been the most amazing half a year in gym I've ever had,&lt;br /&gt;other than last year and P6. Which were fun too :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yeah to me, it was such a blessing to be in the all christian team.&lt;br /&gt;What I'd remember is the team before we stepped onto the mat for comp,&lt;br /&gt;I led you guys in prayer and we prayed together.&lt;br /&gt;Wei wei lao shi joined in and JC lao shi too,&lt;br /&gt;and they just prayed together with us,&lt;br /&gt;and after we were done praying,&lt;br /&gt;Wei wei lao shi was in tears.&lt;br /&gt;I guess she knew the hard work that we had put in,&lt;br /&gt;and how crazy we were going-not only for ourselves&lt;br /&gt;BUT ALSO FOR GOD.&lt;br /&gt;And the thing that I'll never forget learning from being in the&lt;br /&gt;same team as you 3 fat pigs, is the true meaning and application of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I CAN DO ALL THINGS THROUGH CHRIST WHO STRENGTHENS ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thank God for letting me see this verse in a whole new dimension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the thing you wrote to me before competition,&lt;br /&gt;that day I read it at macs at 5.30 am when you were half asleep?&lt;br /&gt;Was probably the only letter that almost made me wanna cry):&lt;br /&gt;You said,&lt;br /&gt;"Never think you're lousy, you may have only learnt it recently,&lt;br /&gt;and had much lesser time than the rest of us.&lt;br /&gt;But remember KungFu Panda?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There is no secret ingredient.&lt;br /&gt;To become special, all you need to do is BELIEVE you're special."&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It means so much to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;coming from an idiot like you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;but anyhow, thanks for making 2008's C Com gym team so CRAPPY&lt;br /&gt;with all your laughing, jokes and stupid songs.&lt;br /&gt;I DO appreciate them.&lt;br /&gt;We may never get to be teammates again,&lt;br /&gt;But I'll never forget training with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-4786607249441455508?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/4786607249441455508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=4786607249441455508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/4786607249441455508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/4786607249441455508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-team-is-bombzxzzxz-even-mas-selamat.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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://bp3.blogger.com/_8hONm-c5fTg/SIiCgaxwc9I/AAAAAAAAAfw/8YFbJBJX5BI/s72-c/Photo-0094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126616604901470882.post-2765313983713082756</id><published>2008-07-21T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T19:50:15.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>These past 2 weeks since gym competition has been over has been &lt;s&gt;boring.&lt;/s&gt; I've been trying to tahan for very long already. But, thank God there's gym tomorrow (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Central 2 a lot):&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't be blogging this, I know I may get into a lot of trouble, but I still wanna do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Central 2 when we were at Megalife camp.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Central 2 when Rachel Tan was still around.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Central 2 when we were doing the IAD video.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Central 2 when Mong was still around.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Central 2. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember a lot of funny times we laughed over things we weren't supposed to laugh at. :D Haha. I remember once, when Isaac was going to pray, he squeezed his face together and the whole cell were laughing at his fats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also miss the times at Megalife camp when Benton went to hang the underwear on the flag pole and we all got scolded. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the times when we were doing the IAD video, and we were all laughing at each others videos and at the guy's gay poems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the times when Sean Kong shouted "central 2" and would cover his ears, cos we'd all be screaming our heads off (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the time when we prayed together during camp and everyone was crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the time at ONE when Joanne kena punishment because she chose the "easy way out" and had to be punished by our cruel cell leader and she was blindfolded and was shouting "help me, central 2! I'm here! Help me!" and we were standing right there, right in front of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmybananasssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course the times when Joanng and Mich called me and Joanne "little kids ahhhh". And the time we screamed in the lift when it said "Level 3, toooooooooot".&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANANAS man. I miss those Central 2 times. :D&lt;br /&gt;But now, I know we're gonna get even even even better and stronger. It's been such a blessing, to grow closer to all the leaders and also members from Central 2. And I know that we're into a new phase that God's gonna mould our cell into something great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just &lt;/span&gt;another cell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I know this post is kinda anti-climax. But!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CENTRAL 2;&lt;br /&gt;I love you alllllllll (: let's be RADICAL for God, amen? :D I believe in God and in us, do you? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-2765313983713082756?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/2765313983713082756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=2765313983713082756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/2765313983713082756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/2765313983713082756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/07/these-past-2-weeks-since-gym.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-3537310740950522328</id><published>2008-07-19T10:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T11:10:36.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9WlbQPmXg08&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9WlbQPmXg08&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What God can do with ordinary people to make them extraordinary, it's amazing. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What a wonderful world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've got something to tickle you guys with today! :D&lt;br /&gt;My dad went for a poetry class at Laselle and he brought home some materials. I was looking through them, and I found the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BAD EXAMPLES OF METAPHORS USED IN O LEVELS AND IGCSE&lt;/span&gt;. Omg, so funny. Read on. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Her hair glistened in the rain, like nose hair after a sneeze.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The ballerina extended a slender leg backwards, like a dog at the lamppost.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorically lame duck either, but he was actually lame. Maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like the sound a dog makes before it throws up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His thoughts tumbled in his head, making a breaking alliances like underpants in a tumble dryer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;she walked into my office like a centipede with 98 missing legs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It hurts, just like how it feels when you accidentally staple your tongue to the wall.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;John and Mary had never met. They were like 2 hummingbirds which also never met.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The plan was simple, like my brother. But unlike Phil, this plan might just work.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It came down the stairs looking very much like something no one had ever seen before.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Okay hope that made you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TIZIANA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-3537310740950522328?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/3537310740950522328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=3537310740950522328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/3537310740950522328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/3537310740950522328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-god-can-do-with-ordinary-people-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-9185241589462603065</id><published>2008-07-17T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:56:45.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Even though I've got a whole pile of work to do, I still decided to come here and post it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that even though my blog has been dead, or rather stagnant, for quite a while now, I'm sure there are still people that come from time to time to drop by and my blog, to bloghop or something, because I conveniently have their friends' links, and they'd usually take a quick look at my post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I realised, that if my blog was going to be stagnant and there'd be one post that people would see of me, this would be the post I'd want them to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in chinese class, we were studying the usual passages from chinese books that my teacher randomly picks, and then the passage was about this,&lt;br /&gt;In the Singapore of old, warm water flasks used to be treasures, because they were really expensive. So a mother bought a beautiful flask home one day and was flaunting it to her son and husband. The husband was finally supportive of it, upon seeing how beautiful the flask was (he's a spendthrift).&lt;br /&gt;But, the next morning, the young son had accidentally knocked the flask over and broke it. During that time, his mother was at the market. So, he spent some time, contemplating whether or not to confess this to his mother. When his mother returned home, he finally decided to do so, and I quote from the passage itself, it writes&lt;br /&gt;在妈妈的声音里有火也有冰。Go think about it. But then the son illustrates of how he finally feels free from condemnation after confessing what he'd done. He didn't feel the usual shame, yet he felt happy and free.&lt;/blockquote&gt;NOTE: My teacher is known to be a tough nut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point in time, my teacher began to talk about how we should always own up. Always. Always. Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she went, 不要像我一样，当时我做了对不起妈妈的事，又没有承认，现在他去世了，我就永远不能跟他道歉了，没有机会了。&lt;br /&gt;And then she started to CRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point in time, the whole class was silent. Because the teacher that was most known to be naggy and irritating and fierce in my school was actually tearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she went on to say, 别讲这些了，and she went on with lesson. That, to me, is strength. We could all see the sadness and regret in her eyes. It was so obvious, yet she carried on with lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what people could actually learn from me typing out this whole post, but I just wanted to say so, because I know that somewhere on the face of the earth this post is gonna touch at least one heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People need love. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What the world needs now is love sweet love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-9185241589462603065?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/9185241589462603065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=9185241589462603065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/9185241589462603065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/9185241589462603065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/07/even-though-ive-got-whole-pile-of-work.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-48820829590287650</id><published>2008-07-14T18:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T18:27:50.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today marks the first day of total nothing-to-do-ness.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing gym like poo.&lt;br /&gt;Grah, how long more till national day! I mean it's a bit abrupt to have to suddenly stop gym for a whole month when we were just at the top of our game. ): But nevermind! We shall just get back, even stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PUBLIC APOLOGY)&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Ms Low for sleeping! I couldn't help it, super tired. I only got home from the wake around 10.30 last night, plus I had more homework to do (which I could finish) and I woke up early again to chiong homework. That's what you get when you pile one week's worth of homework up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm off. I'll be blogging more now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONLY 4 DAYS TO SATURDAY NOW!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-48820829590287650?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/48820829590287650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=48820829590287650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/48820829590287650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/48820829590287650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-marks-first-day-of-total-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-4284021582319653958</id><published>2008-07-12T07:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T07:51:05.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rhythmic Gymnastics Nationals 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The training itself was in no way easy at all, even though our routines didn't really have much challenge to it. But still, it was really tiring to train everyday for up to 7 hours (esp with Alex). We worked really hard and there was lots of injuries involved, and of course lots of scolding/crying. (HAHA) Yet towards the later part of the holiday, there was more praying involved, and gym become that tad bit more God-centered, which gave some of us gymnasts much more inspiration to work, so that was probably what helped bring us through. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really really really proud of our St Margs RG Team 2008. Firstly, for XJT and DJT, even though you guys didn't win anything, think of it this way, this was the first time for most of you. And XJT, you're our new generation XJT, so it's okay, if you guys do it again next year, you'll be better, okay! (: DJT you guys were OMG, wow. Haha, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;make us cry leh!&lt;/span&gt; Only thing is, the others were really too good. And as we all know, most of them aren't doing it for the first time, so yeah. You guys did awesome! (edrea you smiled!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the team of OPTIONALS 2008, I'm really glad to see that you guys were at all discouraged by having to compete against the nationals. Although it was quite tough initially, I remember when we were at the competition scene, I don't really remember seeing you guys THAT scared. So, that makes me really really proud of you(: Even though there were mistakes here and there, you guys still did awesome. JIAYOU! :D (Jodie was cooliozxz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMPUL B DIVISION 2008. You guys suck. Haha, all so pro. That gay michelle won ball first, clubs second, ribbon got anything(?) Aiya, she won a lot of things. :D And they won overall third as team(oops not sure&gt;&lt;) YEAH MAN, you guys did soooooooo well. Cheryl and Reylyn, you guys did really really really well too :D :D :D Thanks for all the times we trained together and joked together and cried together. Really memorable! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compulsory C Div 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We can do all things through Christ who strengthens us&lt;/span&gt;, AMEN? :D&lt;br /&gt;WE DID IT. I can't really find any other words to say, but the feeling's almost the same as the time when we won 3rd for XJT. But we never really even thought we'd win right! We were all hoping to get either third or second, but who knew? Remember we said, Don't limit God, Don't limit ourselves. What a surprise we got, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TEAM CHAMPIONS&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reallyyyyyyyyyyy want to be able to train with the same team of gymnasts next year, but I know that some have to go ): &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Michelle, Reylyn, Ruiling, Adeline, Kareen, Joey&lt;/span&gt; and all the other sec 3s. I'm gonna miss you guys so much ): and gym's gonna miss you all too ): BUT WE'VE STILL GOT SYF TOGETHER!! heh. And I'm gonna be praying for you girls okay, jiayou for Os next year! :D I love you all &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so that marks the end of my gym year for 2008 (: It was a VERY fulfilling one. :D I really hope that the same team, (Alex Becky and Me) would be able to do B div next year. Really really. haha alright so anytway. :D Thank God for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NUBIAN GENTS TODAY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Come and see what my God can do. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-4284021582319653958?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/4284021582319653958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=4284021582319653958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/4284021582319653958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/4284021582319653958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/07/rhythmic-gymnastics-nationals-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-6747137575710243637</id><published>2008-07-09T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T21:01:21.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was ZZZZZZZZZZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;I should have ponned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training was ____________. But inspiring. Now I know that I can get out of ANY mindframe I've got. It's all in the mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for my beloved team that spent quite a while trying to judge tears,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Let tears not be a sign of weakness, but of coming strength.&lt;br /&gt;Cry if need be, but I see no need. &lt;/blockquote&gt;Not everything boils down to tears. I know that it's tough, sometimes we just feel so disappointed with ourselves and all, but comeon, that doesn't command tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only God deserves our tears.&lt;br /&gt;Let's get out there and gym with all we've got, and show that our God reigns IN US and that's what has is shining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love our God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICK IT UPPPPPPPPP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can do ALL THINGS through Christ who strengthens us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in us.&lt;br /&gt;2008 SMSS RG Team, JIAYOU! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Stupid Jodie's sms. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-6747137575710243637?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/6747137575710243637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=6747137575710243637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/6747137575710243637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/6747137575710243637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/07/school-was-zzzzzzzzzzzz.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-2576268516114480727</id><published>2008-07-06T17:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T17:29:53.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday, 5 July 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;One week, one more week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't live a life that you're gonna regret.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never, ever give up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's gonna be a breakthrough.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rain down on me, rain down on me, here in your presence I AM FREE.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My saviour, I will worship you until the very end.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm believing, trusting in creative hands.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been working salvation out on my knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is one thing to be alive for, and it's to take up my cross and follow you, Lord.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sinners see devotion, lost become chosen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today, 6 July 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Spent about 2 hours with the lovely, lovely, awesome, awesome, leaders of Central 2. I really love each and every one of them SO SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Isaac, JoanC, Persis and Cheeyann&lt;/span&gt;, for making it one of the most memorable conversations I'll ever have with any 5 people (:&lt;br /&gt;Learnt so much from that little meeting we had (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leadership, Prayer, Worship, Faith, Strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha it was also really really really really funny. :D Likeeeeeeee,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wah I tell you ah, I'm so excited, I really feel like hugging you all you know!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;HAHA ISAAC QUAH. Tsk tskkkkkk. Then JoanC sitting next to him, so paiseh. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I was really very very blessed by that mentoring/planning session (: OHOH and 5 of us shall go out soon okay :D To the beachhhhhhhhhhh :D haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH MAN. I love the C2 LEADERS! &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jodie, Alex, JTG, Celina, Kirin, Shiying, Shelly, Shasha, Reylyn, Michelle, Edrea, Elaine, Kerbuddy, Ruiling, Cheryl, Rebekah, Sabrina, Suhui, Jinhui, Nancy, Cassia, Felicia, Sufen, Adeline, Neh, Jingying, Chien Hui, Dawn, Lydia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(MY) saviour, he can move the mountains. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-2576268516114480727?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/2576268516114480727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=2576268516114480727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/2576268516114480727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/2576268516114480727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/07/yesterday-5-july-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-7442878679162243250</id><published>2008-07-04T06:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T06:30:11.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just watched the 5 of us last year, and now I can understand why so many people cried.&lt;br /&gt;AWWWWWWWWWWWW. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so if a miracle could happen last year, it can happen this year too. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU, XIAOJITI 08 :D&lt;br /&gt;Bring back those trophies you've spent so much effort to earn. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO SMSS RG :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;last lap now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-7442878679162243250?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/7442878679162243250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=7442878679162243250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7442878679162243250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7442878679162243250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-just-watched-5-of-us-last-year-and.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-7806624921296309688</id><published>2008-06-29T16:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T16:57:26.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lord, I'm amazed by you,&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I'm amazed by you,&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I'm amazed by you,&lt;br /&gt;How you love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;Reached downtown to meet the superlife worship team for a so called "lunch" then rushed off to church for prayer comm, which was definitely awesome(: Really inspired me to set aside more time for prayer each day. Yeah and how they told us to not look down on simple prayers was really inspiring too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megalife @ WORSHIP CENTRE.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome awesome awesome move. It was such a new place, that brought such new feelings. Although I miss Vic Chap abit (:X) I'm sure we're gonna get cosy and homey with that new home of ours. We went in front to jump again (: I love C2! :D&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Paul was absolutely FANTASTIC :D I loved his sermon alot. (: Very inspiring. :D We can do all things through christ who strengthens us, amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CELL.&lt;br /&gt;CELL.&lt;br /&gt;CELL.&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the laughs and high-ness of Central 2, I truly believe God has something much deeper for us to get into, where we as a cell are going to move to.&lt;br /&gt;After a short time of games and worship, we had a short time of sharing too. And even though it wasn't really long, it was about EVANGILISM, by Isaac and of course, super inspiring-like the past few weeks. Then we spent some time really really praying. Like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like pray until sore throat like that.&lt;br /&gt;So so so good to pray in God's presence.&lt;br /&gt;WARFARE. Yup, I dunno but that's the word I'd use to describe that time of prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome time, I bet it got some hearts excited for God's plan. Including mine (:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah and later on, Mr Quah said some really exciting words to me, "Now is the time".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOR CARISSA :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Light a candle on your cake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for every smile you helped to create.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And I truly believe that would total up to much more than just 14 candles (:&lt;br /&gt;Keep smiling, and know that your victory is in him and him alone, and nothing can shake you. In all you do, we're here for you. :D&lt;br /&gt;You can do all things through Christ who strengthens you, believe that.&lt;br /&gt;I believe with that child-like faith of yours, God is gonna take you places and let you see things beyond your imagination.&lt;br /&gt;I love you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-7806624921296309688?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/7806624921296309688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=7806624921296309688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7806624921296309688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7806624921296309688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/06/lord-im-amazed-by-you-lord-im-amazed-by.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-1673681743848220883</id><published>2008-06-27T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T22:19:40.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take my 5 loaves and 2 fishes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do with it as you will,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I surrender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take my fears, my inhibitions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All my burdens, my ambitions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you can use it all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;no gift is too small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today was fulfilling, even though it wasn't perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Like sometimes, the day seems to be going awesome, then you feel awesome too, but there are a few hitches here and there? But eventually everything ends well (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was boring, english sucked. But I think lit was quite fun :D (FOR ONCE)&lt;br /&gt;Chapel was fun :D sadly the video wasn't able to be played. But I'm sure it would have made a great impact. Still, thank God for the blessings from Pastor Bertrum (: Hope that's the right spelling :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym was again, FULFILLING.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't good at all.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't like one of my better days.&lt;br /&gt;But I had a whole ball of fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. I tried to do a more smiley clubs/rope routine. (forgot about it during ball D:)&lt;br /&gt;and yeah I really had more fun.&lt;br /&gt;A few careless mistakes here and there, but overall I had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Competition in 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how ready I am&lt;br /&gt;How well I'll do,&lt;br /&gt;how bad I'll suck.&lt;br /&gt;But I just really wanna go there and be someone that is really glowing for what I love, and doing my best for it. (: yeah so even though this is honestly difficult, I'm gonna try to not care about the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex,&lt;br /&gt;it's okayyyyyyy (: haha. You have no need to be worried. I mean, finals. They're yours. :D Seriously. You and Becky can go share them, because seriously, there's no way I ___ ___ ____ ___ ______. And you know that and I don't wanna say it, but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Don't say I've low self esteem,&lt;br /&gt;Don't say I'm seriously really good but I don't see it.&lt;br /&gt;Argh, I dunno what else to say, but IT'S OKAY :D I'm already okay with it.&lt;br /&gt;SO! When i see you smiling on that podium, and when I see you on the competition floor again next year under OPTIONALS (:D), I'll be really proud of you. Alright? (:&lt;br /&gt;It's okay Alex, really :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday,&lt;br /&gt;saturday,&lt;br /&gt;saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-1673681743848220883?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/1673681743848220883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=1673681743848220883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/1673681743848220883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/1673681743848220883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/06/take-my-5-loaves-and-2-fishes-do-with.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-8604543992538713237</id><published>2008-06-24T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T20:36:33.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;REPLY TO TAGS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;FIRST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alex&lt;/span&gt;; Haha yes I am THAT bad. ): And no I do NOT have low self esteem -_- I'm just telling the truth! Haha and easy for you to say lah! You're improving like mad :D haha. Keep going! :D jiayou (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reylyn:&lt;/span&gt; Haha alright, I'll take that piece of advice of yours (: HEY HEY WHAT CRAZINESS, WHAT KUKUNESS HUH! LOL. Yeah but it has been an awesome june hols (: I love you too reylyn! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Neh: &lt;/span&gt;Don't worry, there's always next time! (: anyway we were doing homework D: / awwwww, I love you too! :D heh. Thanks for all the encouragements! And the massaging my leg (: haha. Jiayou toooo! :DAll for God's glory yeah! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Iany: &lt;/span&gt;HAHA. Joanneeeeeeee. :D That big chatterbox :D haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Becky: &lt;/span&gt;Alright sure (: haha "your head" and "new york"! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Papaya: &lt;/span&gt;Amen amen amen! :D Awesome verse :D Oh and I will fulfil my promise :D haha. Of emailing you. I owe you very long already :X sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Joanng: &lt;/span&gt;Awww &lt;3 haha SATURDAYYYY! :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Joy: &lt;/span&gt;HAHA. Heyyyyyyyy ): meany. you're sounding like KFC okay! D: hahaha. Take care, I'll go look for you on saturday/sunday again :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Captain Milk: &lt;/span&gt;HAHA. Yesssssss, fart fart fart :D LOL ey, when we go comp, we let all the other school go scream, we go fart okay! :D So coolioz! :D hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Okay, back to LIFE :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday last week was awesome, felt God so strongly.&lt;br /&gt;And that marked the end of Megalife in the victory chapel. It's been so awesome to see God seeing megalife through its growth and move to a bigger chapel. Although I wasn't there at the start, I'll be there at this new start, and that's really awesome &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Oh and thanks to Isaac who really motivated me and persis before service, both of us went CRAZY. HAHA. :D:D Isaac, JoanC, Cheeyann, Persis, Let's hold the fort together! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway school has started and it has and will be a crazy time, with all these project I've gotta handle. And on top of that, handling homework alone and even gym training everyday ending around 7 plus -_- Oh well. JAYNA YOU CAN DO IT! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I shall do a little bit of advertising!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOR ALL THE SEXY BABES FROM ST MARGS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pleaseeeeeeeeeeee visit &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"PUPPARAZI"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on SATURDAY at the PETHATHON@SMSS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I promise you, it'll be worth it. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Offering professional camera(wo)men at your service,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesome backgrounds(multicolour)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cute/funky props to hold/wear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND YOU'RE ALLOWED TO BRING YOUR PETS IN! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyway this is a photobooth, or rather a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HUGEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;NEOPRINT MACHINE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It'll be held in the learning lab, AIRCON, babes, AIRCON! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With the privacy from the public, you'll be free to do whatever poses you like :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll see ya there :D&lt;/span&gt; and GYM GIRLS I KNOW YOU WON'T LET ME DOWN(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, off to climb mountains. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-8604543992538713237?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/8604543992538713237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=8604543992538713237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/8604543992538713237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/8604543992538713237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/06/reply-to-tags-first.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-6783253024277467145</id><published>2008-06-20T16:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T17:17:32.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, the last day of school holidays, I shall wrap JUNE HOLIDAYS 2008 up with a post, hopefully a meaningful one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I'm thinking of Matthew 11:28.&lt;br /&gt;"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The verse, so called "discovered" by Jodie and I when we were going for our 2.4 run. It was more or less a sign from God, and for that particular run, we did extremely well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an honour to have people by your side to run a marathon, or even just a 2.4 run with you. The company is something that pushes you on and all,&lt;br /&gt;BUT sometimes, we need to learn that we've gotta take these steps alone.&lt;br /&gt;After running for a while, there's gonna be a path we've got to go through-alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word "alone" in itself does scare me, because loneliness is one of my greatest fears, being a girl who's always depended on friends by her side (:&lt;br /&gt;But God has come to show me that sometimes being alone is his way of moulding us, like in God's furnace.&lt;br /&gt;It's extremely tough, but of course the pain is worthwhile (:&lt;br /&gt;And it has been a great great great time of learning through this holiday for me. Not only from things happening during this holiday, but also those before, which I've only come to think about recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; like to thank the SMSS RG GIRLS for making this holiday such a memorable one.&lt;br /&gt;Not the first holiday I've spent everyday with you girls and all, but this was probably the best so far. I'm thinking back on how Alex and I insanely went for training everyday at 7, and now I agree with Claudia that we are truly "xiao".&lt;br /&gt;For Jodie and Alex, thanks for being there and around at gym to cheer me up and encourage me (...and get pissed with laoshi together with me) and also to teach me and guide me in my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blurness.&lt;/span&gt; Although you guys are really mean with the U-G-L-Y-J-A-Y-N-A song and all, I really treasure having you guys around(: and I mean it (it's not opposite day:D) I'm looking forward to spending another term with Jodie as my deskmate, and Alex as my gymmate. Alex! I hope when we go competition together we'll just learn to trust each other and also becky that we'll be able to make it okay (: And I'm gonna do my best for you guys alright &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Becky and Cheryl, thanks for being so cute :D hahaha. To make us laugh and all, with all your super junior stuff. NEWYORK! YOURHEAD! hahaha but really you girls are so cute (: Keep being pro okay. We hate you! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Elaine, Edrea, Sufen, Evelyn. I really really really really really really really really really really really really miss you girls alot. It's so different training without you and it does feel odd. Those holidays where we used to just cry over not being able to catch paos and centre split cracking by funny face lao shi, and also the intensive training with long hair laoshi and her torturous singing, even the comp, they all feel so far away. ): But that comp was something I'd probably remember for a lifetime and I'm still so proud of you all for doing so well (: heh.&lt;br /&gt;For Elaine, I'm constantly praying for you okay (: please stay safe and happy in SOTA. Tell me what happens with Elias okay(: HAHA. Oh and 12 july &lt;3 heh.&lt;br /&gt;For Edrea, Sufen, Evelyn, I know you girls are gonna do really really great in DJT (: Have faith in yourselves, okay &lt;3 Edrea don't you doubt them okay :D who cares what the others do. we are special in our own way(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For XIAOJITI OF 2008, Sabrina, Cassia, Nancy, Suhui, Felicia and Jinhui, I'm really proud of you, cos I've seen the tremendous efforts that you've all put in into training and they sure are showing results. Keep this up okay (: And no matter what happens, remember that the XIAOJITI'07 and even all the other gym girls are really really REALLY proud of you. (: Alright! You girls are gonna do great :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Mich and Ahbeh, thanks for being such encouraging seniors and all (: I really really am inspired by the both of you, and from the depths of my heart I really wanna say thanks for every thing okay (: It's been an unforgettable holiday with you girls around. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for all the other gym girls, thanks for being such a ball of laughter fun and joy, and for just being able to make us laugh-esp last night with all the water fights -.- hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for CENTRAL 2, who has seemed to grow stronger, spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really really really proud of us, and thankful to God for where he has brought us to.&lt;br /&gt;And like Joan said, I really miss the old us, but still I'm sure theres gonna be a way that we're gonna get as close or even closer again (: and I know we all love each other ALOT ALOT ALOT in our hearts alright :D&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 3:5-6 &lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so as the holidays draw to a close, I've learnt lots and lots of things from many many people, and also from my dear heavenly father and his godsent ministry megalife, so I'm really really grateful! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to start a new crazy term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's gonna be fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-6783253024277467145?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/6783253024277467145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=6783253024277467145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/6783253024277467145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/6783253024277467145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/06/okay-last-day-of-school-holidays-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-5171490815356961259</id><published>2008-06-18T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T19:02:06.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/0TKIPTRVg8/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/0TKIPTRVg8/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/tasteofadventure/music/dleVFEnU/corrinne_may_five_loaves_and_two_fishes/"&gt;Five Loaves and Two Fishes - Corrinne May&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An awesome song, do listen to it (:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks NEH for sending it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so today sucked.&lt;br /&gt;It's time to be frank.&lt;br /&gt;I was really fed up with like laoshi and how she was so, I dunno lah.&lt;br /&gt;Like the same concept as parents, they care so much, that sometimes it's gets on our nerves, like how they have so much high hopes for us, then sometimes we get tired, we need to rest, they just push us even harder cos they want even better for us. But yeah, I'm quite guilty for getting so pissed at laoshi today. Yeah. I more or lessed daoed her the whole day. She talk to me I also never respond.&lt;br /&gt;JAYNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah in the end it was okay. (: heh. It was really sweet of Alex to give me a hug and say "it's okay ugly". Awwwww &lt;3 hahaha. But yeah thanks alot (: haha. Really empowering(..coming from you).&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be okay. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know,&lt;br /&gt;I realised that the little things you say, although they're like, random, or may not even have a really significant reason or cause, they do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;impact.&lt;/span&gt; Like yesterday Shashashashashashashashashashashashashashashasha, (HAHAHA) she randomly said, in the middle of our MSN conver "Just so you know, I think you're amazing". haha. Although I know it's like, random and stuff and like no reason to say that, but still. It was sweet. &lt;3 heh. And I must say, you are awesome too. :D Because it ain't easy being the moni of the nerdpoop class 2/3. And such a good follower of christ too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Neh today, she suddenly said, "thankyou Jayna, you inspired me today". That was real sweet too :D No reason no rhyme, yet it does touch. :D Thanks guys &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow the gym girls sleeping over (:&lt;br /&gt;Dinner! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-5171490815356961259?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/5171490815356961259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=5171490815356961259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/5171490815356961259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/5171490815356961259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/06/five-loaves-and-two-fishes-corrinne-may.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-7909599763409921215</id><published>2008-06-15T17:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T08:51:27.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>City on a hill, we're gonna shine.</title><content type='html'>EDITED. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a really long time since I truly felt God thoroughly during megalife service, but yesterday was so awesome, so exceptional, so familiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the exact same feeling at Megalife camp, where we were touching God's heart as he was touching ours. That &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; feeling, the feeling so great it left you numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also been a really long time since I felt worship so strongly, and again, God brought me back to the seen of the only ever Megalife camp I've been to, ONE, during December 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A very special thank you to the Central 2 girls who went up with me, right in front of the stage for praise and worship. It was so so so awesome. (: Going up there was a blast, and I am and have been really blessed with the CRAZY central 2 girls who are ever ready to do crazy stuff with me. Thanks girls &lt;3&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Anyway service itself was great, and extremely humorous. Pastor Vincent is so amazing (: He's such an annointed speaker, and the way he preaches is super funny, yet inspirational. Every little thing he says can make me smile-either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like even the MRT example. People are watching us christians, so we REALLY have to stand in the gap to show that it indeed is GOD that is powering us, that it is God that's causing us to be different. That it is God that causes heads to stop, turn and stare at us, for the every little thing that we do that impress, that inspire, that initiate. Every little thing we do counts! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then cell. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When has central 2 ever, ever, ever let me down?&lt;/span&gt; NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, it started off hilarious :D We had to change our plans of games (awww), and went into CHOP CHILLI CHOP, which was a total flop cos Isaac went to stick his butt in the air -_- Anyway then SHERADES :D haha joanne guessed my "finding nemo" without having me to do anything. SEE CHEMISTRY :D She be my boyfriend lah, we go so much chemistry (: HAHA. Sec 2s owned! :D hehhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then another awesome time of worship and responce, then a funny word from Isaac (: hahaha he got jealous when we looked at Sam Low and Glenn. Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;"Isaac is such a buffoon" - Heather Teo. :P&lt;br /&gt;AMEN AMEN AMEN. Hahaha but a really nice buffoon at that. (: and Joan was so cute when she was sharing about leaders camp :D haha, AND DAPHNE SUPER CUTE!! hahaha. Pamela also. HAHA. So yeah then that was awesome cell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, going home was one of the highlights(:&lt;br /&gt;Those westies, they really really really made my day :D&lt;br /&gt;It was almost the best ride back ever :D And being with them an hour a week really makes a difference :D (Make me laugh alot :D)&lt;br /&gt;PAMELA, RACH TAN, PRAWN, VANESSA, SHAWN, MOSES. -Those were the people I was joking with :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBER 1.&lt;br /&gt;*Phone rings. Ringtone: Good Day-Click 5*&lt;br /&gt;We all thought it was Zhiying who was sitting in front, so we didn't bother looking around for who's phone it was, because the sound was coming from there. But then,&lt;br /&gt;suddenly there was this super loud and distinctive HELLO from the Uncle. (!!!) hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Then all of our heads snapped round at the SAME TIME and we started laughing like hooligans. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBER 2.&lt;br /&gt;CHOP CHILLI CHOP! We were trying to play, but always kena screwed half way -.- HAHA. Oh I tell you ah, when you play this game, cannot let prawn go first, she'll do all the nonsense. -____- Like digging her nose. -.- SERIOUSLY SHE DOES OKAY, and tries to touch us with her finger D: EW EW EW. And then she wiped on her pants. -.- so everyone started asking her to wash her pants, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBER 3.&lt;br /&gt;We were in the bus and everyone started making funny noises.&lt;br /&gt;Then I wanted to show them the funny noise I can make with my throat (LOL) so I asked prawn to "EH LISTEN TO MY THROAT!"&lt;br /&gt;Then everyone started laughing -.- I don't get why it's so funny. D: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBER 4.&lt;br /&gt;We were reaching coronation plaza already (Prawn/Pam/Moses' house). Then suddenly Rachel turned to the window, then like, she told prawn "ey, got this woman staring at you leh" then like, 3 sec lated Moses was like..."EY! MUM!" HAHAHA. Then the 3 siblings flew to the window at the same time. LOL LOL LOL "this woman" = "mum"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yup, that was my exciting saturday :D If only every saturday would be like this one (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY FATHERS DAY!&lt;br /&gt;Went out with the oranguTANS for a family dinner and TURKISH ICE CREAM and then movie(: hahaha. CARISSA WAS RIGHT. :D I let my sis buy the turkish ice cream first and she was SO thrilled. :D HAHAHA. she laugh until cry okay! HAHA. Then anyway I treated them for ice cream :D and then Dad treated me to starbucks. :D hehhhhhhh. Movie was nice(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we're going to SKS to get some christian books/CD or see whatever stuff nice there :D then we're going to see the national museum (: hahahaa (jayna says OH NOOOOOO, MUSEUMS -_-) and then ANOTHER movie. HAHA. Because my dad says we HAVE to watch this show and it's the hulk! :D Yup sounds good for me yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have to finish science and another piece of chinese homework.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have to finish math and another piece of chinese homework.&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of the holidays, I have to digest animal farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like a plan (:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-7909599763409921215?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/7909599763409921215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=7909599763409921215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7909599763409921215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7909599763409921215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/06/city-on-hill-were-gonna-shine.html' title='City on a hill, we&apos;re gonna shine.'/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-2270407418747321248</id><published>2008-06-14T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T23:11:37.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I see a near revival, stirring as we pray and seek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We're on our knees, we're on our knees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-2270407418747321248?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/2270407418747321248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=2270407418747321248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/2270407418747321248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/2270407418747321248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-see-near-revival-stirring-as-we-pray.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-6134464652985268444</id><published>2008-06-13T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T21:59:38.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ICE SKATING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was uber funnnnnnnnnnnnnn :D Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JOANC, JOANNE, HEATHER, PERSIS, TIZIANA, SHERWYN, IAN, JAE, TED, JESSE, ZHENGYI&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;SMELLY ALEX, NEH NEH, MILK, PORRIDGE, SUHUI, JINHUI, MRS INCREDIBLE AND SUPER JUNIOR FOR TODAY&lt;/span&gt;!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whooooooooooots, going out with gym girls is REALLY fun. Just that we've never really done it much.&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell! Still today was a hot/cold day. At first everyone quite sad, but later on was super high cos of the ice skating. We all scream like MAD lah. Then go near Ian they all, they keep "girls school ah..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha then Jae said Nat was "so tall" so she keep saying he short. FUNNY MAN. That is RARE. :D hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yup it was a good bonding session for both the centrals/gym girls. Esp for gymnasts, cos we barely go out. -_- anyway still to come, ALEX/JO/ELAINE sleepover(hope I can go), OVERNIGHT TRAINING, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SENTOSA WITH GYMNASTSSSSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And tomorrow parents coming back from the US! :D&lt;br /&gt;EDREA'S BACK TOMORROW TOO! :D&lt;br /&gt;whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;hahaha you better see this and be nice to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay super tiredddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ME-GA-LIFE&lt;/span&gt;. Tomorroww! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-6134464652985268444?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/6134464652985268444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=6134464652985268444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/6134464652985268444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/6134464652985268444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/06/ice-skating.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-3331835543668939129</id><published>2008-06-12T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T21:30:22.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wahhhhhh, 2 people this week said I look old.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;SUHUI AND RYAN. D:&lt;br /&gt;Rawrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suhui said I have the mentality of sec 2.&lt;br /&gt;Okay is that good.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;This was the context.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suhui: Are you sec 2?&lt;br /&gt;Banana: No I'm sec 3.&lt;br /&gt;Milk: Ahhhhhhh hahaha. She's sec 2.&lt;br /&gt;Suhui: Really? You look sec 3.&lt;br /&gt;Milk: Ahhhhhh hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Banana: -_______________-&lt;br /&gt;Suhui: But you have the mentality of a sec 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-______________-&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it good to think young, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Phrase of the dayyyyyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By SM Gym Captain: MILK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Be sexyyyyy!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-3331835543668939129?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/3331835543668939129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=3331835543668939129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/3331835543668939129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/3331835543668939129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/06/wahhhhhh-2-people-this-week-said-i-look.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-1290363185461403293</id><published>2008-06-10T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T21:03:20.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When the oceans rise and thunders roar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will soar with you above the storm, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Father you are king above the flood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will be still and know you're God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a MAD day at gym.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late, thank GOD for Alex's wake up call, if not I wouldn't make it.&lt;br /&gt;Despite Lao Shi praying for us at the start of today's practice, (&lt;33) I was feeling really out of it. Like no training mood. Yeah. Which was really disappointing for me. Extremely anticlimax lah. Like at the peak, when we all got excited and motivated, it just like, dropped.&lt;br /&gt;Like a fallen star.&lt;br /&gt;Grahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, how upsetting.&lt;br /&gt;BUT! This isn't the end. From now on, C Div Com is gonna pray everyday before practice! :D Oh and together with whoever would like to join us (: As LaoShi advised, put the qi jie in front of us, and we'll pray together. (: (IN ENGLISH!!!) hahaha. Yeah, I really thank God so much for a team that are christians, all 4 of them. I'm really really grateful. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alex, Becky Tan, Becky Chia! :D Our moves, our flexibility, or anything we do, isn't going to let us succeed. It's going to be God, all God! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Anyway went out with Lianne and Carissa after gym.&lt;br /&gt;2 crazy girls.&lt;br /&gt;Haiyo, poor me :D&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA. Okay I know there are gonna be some violent objections to this.&lt;br /&gt;Met at subway first, as usual, we scrapped the plan of studying (: hahaha! Then we crapped and went to eat TURKISH ICE CREAM. Those people ah. Hahaha nevermind. Keep laughing at me. HUH. HUH. HUH. Especially Carissa. CRAZY. :P&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Wisma the FOOD REPLUBIC for dinner -_- hahaha. like half an hour after our supposedly lunch? :D LOL. Then I ate hokkien mee (AND LIKE BEEF NOODLES WITH SPARE PARTS?) Those crazy girls huhhhhhhhhh. PLAY WITH FOOD AH. hahahaha! Wah lao, the beef keep putting in my plate. HAHA but I passed it on so :D hahaha! It was fun lah, going out with those crazy people. Then we talked like mad, until AH CHEW called :D and we all got hyper cos our leaders are finally back!!!!!!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoooooooooooooo. Okay tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;It's not gonna be great. Because of violin.&lt;br /&gt;But still, I'm gonna try to make it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not great, &lt;/span&gt;but &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-1290363185461403293?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/1290363185461403293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=1290363185461403293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/1290363185461403293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/1290363185461403293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-oceans-rise-and-thunders-roar-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-6577107462550835543</id><published>2008-06-09T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T21:14:25.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Went to watch KUNGU PANDA with Tai Q, Jiejie and Aunty Teowli just now. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was funnyyyyyyyy. :D The kinda show you would wanna watch when you're either really depressed or trying to perfect your already extremely happy week :D Yeah, it's quite heart warminggggg. :D With some of the values they portray.&lt;br /&gt;(Okay I shall learn from Cheeyann)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPOILER ALERT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Although it was EXTREMELY predictable that the scroll was empty, I thought it was a really really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;good idea that the scroll had a reflecting surface. Like how the myths and legend told of what one could be powered to do with that scroll, yet the scroll was empty, just a reflective surface. Of course, that answer was yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah how the panda, out of all people, the UGLIEST, the FATTEST, the most UNLIKELY candidate to be the dragon warrior(?), the most elite of masters, to lead the whole valley to peace, emphasis on the word CHOSEN.&lt;br /&gt;Yup, we're all chosen and called to do things, all different things, in our strengths and weaknesses all by God's timing, so we shall just entrust it all into his hands, yeah? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this is more or less what I've been trying to say to the XIAO JI TI of this year.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that we all seem to keep lecturing you guys okay! It's just because we have high hopes for you guys. And anyway I won't be like trying to convince you all anymore. Because I know that this kinda things must find out by yourself. Yeah. Like through experience. So if it means you'll only get the spirit on competition day, so be it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the first gym prayer meetings. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Hope things work out, because I really think God's the missing thing in gym now. We need a revival! :D SEND RAINNNNNNNN. Okay can't wait can't wait. Thanks Reylyn for being so enthu! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-6577107462550835543?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/6577107462550835543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=6577107462550835543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/6577107462550835543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/6577107462550835543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/06/went-to-watch-kungu-panda-with-tai-q.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-7477931956272424995</id><published>2008-06-09T14:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T14:57:22.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, I feel like dancing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's foolishness I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But when the world has seen the light,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they will dance with joy like we're dancing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;These few days, everyone seems to be missing.&lt;br /&gt;Like all the leaders are away at leaders camp, suddenly my phone/computer gets really quiet. Haha! Now we know that truly, without leaders, we're incomplete yeah! (hahahaha that video!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway many many many blogs have been warming my heart nowadays, just like Reylyn said. Maybe it's the pressure of competition coming so soon that's pressing us into all these encouragements through blogs and messages and what not. But who cares, as long as it works, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyeah for the gymnasts who don't read our gym blog, REYLYN, the awesomest awesomest senior has written some stuff for you guysssssssss! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks loads Reylyn!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;SO, to XJT:&lt;br /&gt;(Jinhui, Sabrina, Felicia, Cassia, Suhui, Nancy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;-you guys, I AM proud of you you know!&lt;br /&gt;-yep, and i've seen the effort and hard work that you've been putting in for the comp and stuff, --BUT. take note okay!: YOU GUYS MUST BE MORE &lt;strong&gt;BONDED&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-I don't care who drops the equipment, or who cant jump properly, or who cant follow the music properly. I want ALL OF YOU to note, that no matter what, you HAVE to acknowledge that your teammate has put in her best effort. Of course, any of you who slack, &lt;strong&gt;dont expect your teammates to keep tolerating. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-AND, instead of Rini keep telling you all WHERE you have gone wrong, and getting you all to buck up, i want EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU to take note okay? OR, if you know where you've gone wrong, remind youself, use your BRAIN to think how to improve. and, if possible, you guys shld just gather together after a few times of practising, and discuss where you've gone wrong and stuff. not to forget, encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;-NO ROLLING YOUR EYES AND YOUR TEAMMATES; NO THINKING THAT "ITS BECAUSE OF HER WE SUCK"; NO NEGATIVE COMMENTS AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;-your focus shld be on HOW TO IMPROVE, HOW TO HELP A WEAKER TEAMMATE.&lt;br /&gt;-so yep! All the Best to you guys alright? :D&lt;br /&gt;-and yeah, its tough for you all, considering you just came into gym this yr, but fear not! GOD WILL MAKE A WAY, and HE WILL ALWAYS BE WITH YOU. (:&lt;br /&gt;-GO XJT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;to DJT:&lt;br /&gt;(Ruiling, Sufen, Edrea, Evelyn, Hana, Kezia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-whoo! its yet another year of comp! and you all better BOND also!&lt;br /&gt;-it IS tiring and demoralising for those that come, but others dont turn up. yeah, its the hols, and you all are overseas, but dont forget, there are others that put the competition as a top priority. So alth you are overseas, or are tired, or whatever, PLEASE just think abt the ones that WANT to win, esp the sec threes, since this is our last year of comp.&lt;br /&gt;-This event cant work without EVERYONE present. ONE person also counts ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;-so you guys! better train HARD for the upcoming comp okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;to C DIV INDIVIDUALS:&lt;br /&gt;(Alex, Becky Tan, Becky Chia, Jayna) + Jodie, Nat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;-you guys, you ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;-hmm, what else to say? yeah, just don keep looking at others and feeling inferior or what okay? Trust me, you dont know how GRR i felt last yr while training with you all. XD haha, the pro sec ones of last yr, even pro-er than me=x but anywyas, :D&lt;br /&gt;-all i can say is, from personal experience, if you keep feeling inferior, then YOU WILL BE INFERIOR. know why? cos you will end up convincing yourself that YOU SUCK, and you'll just give up and watch others instead of training hard. and yes, you'll just screw up, and feel even MORE INFERIOR.&lt;br /&gt;-so yeah, dont care abt the others, seek their help and advice. If you cant do smth properly, THINK. like laoshi always says: USE YOUR BRAIN TO THINK. Think about HOW you can improve, WHERE you have gone wrong, and then apply your theory to the practical.&lt;br /&gt;-hmm, yeahs. all the best for the comp, and C DIV WILL GET AN OVERALL MEDAL THIS YR AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;to B DIV INDIVIDUALS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle, Reylyn, Cheryl) + Kareen, Adeline, Joey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;-heh, im one of you all. so, hmm, i MIGHT know how you guys feel, cos i really screwed last yr.&lt;br /&gt;-and you know why i screwed? cos i was convinced that i cant do it, though yes, thanks to MICHELLE and her encouragement, i at least built up my confidence for clubs and ball.&lt;br /&gt;-but those present at comp last yr, i think you guys know how i really screwed my ribbon=x and rope. hmm, my ribbon got so tangled up, idk what to do, i cant complete in time, and therefore, i really screwed. as for rope..okay, that aint much of my fault. technical prob, ended up the music started late and stuff, and i panicked. but anyways, i STILL screwed it pretty badly, cos i didnt really like rope.&lt;br /&gt;-so i don care if you hate, abhore, LOATHE the equipment, you still PRACTICE, if not on that day itself, you'll disappoint yourself, your friends and laoshi. and you'll feel super malu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Yeah, now I'm really sure we're gonna make it (:&lt;br /&gt;Xiaojiti, press in, alright! :D I know it's tough on you guys, but we're all in this together yeah! &lt;3 I hope you guys will see that we're pushing you all so hard because we know you CAN do better :D so never never never give up on us alright, because at the moment we are NOT giving up on you (: you can do it! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-7477931956272424995?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/7477931956272424995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=7477931956272424995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7477931956272424995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7477931956272424995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-i-feel-like-dancing-its-foolishness.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-8125575733623263721</id><published>2008-06-07T23:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T23:44:55.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby, Fly Away</title><content type='html'>"When will you be home?" she asks.&lt;br /&gt;as we watch the planes take off.&lt;br /&gt;We both know we have no clear answer to where my dreams may lead&lt;br /&gt;She's watched me as i crawled and stumbled&lt;br /&gt;As a child, she was my world&lt;br /&gt;And now to let me go, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know she bleeds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet she says to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You can fly so high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Keep your gaze upon the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll be praying every step along the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Even though it breaks my heart to know we'll be so far apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I love you too much to make you stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Baby, fly away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autumn leaves fell into spring time and&lt;br /&gt;Silver-painted hair&lt;br /&gt;Daddy called one evening saying&lt;br /&gt;"We need you. Please come back"&lt;br /&gt;When I saw her laying in her bed&lt;br /&gt;Fragile as a child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Pale just like an angel taking flight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held her as I cried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You can fly so high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Keep your gaze upon the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll be praying every step along the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Even though it breaks my heart to know we'll be so far apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I love you too much to make you stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Baby, fly away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-8125575733623263721?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/8125575733623263721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=8125575733623263721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/8125575733623263721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/8125575733623263721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/06/narnia.html' title='Baby, Fly Away'/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-2343744371423220700</id><published>2008-06-06T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T23:47:54.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt; Dancing is like dreaming with your feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing faces you towards Heaven, whichever direction you turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; You can dance anywhere, even if only in your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt; There are short-cuts to happiness, and dancing is one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Dancing with the feet is one thing, but dancing with the heart is another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt; In a dancer, there is a reverence for such forgotten things as the miracle of the small beautiful bones and their delicate strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt; Dancing is the poetry of the foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt; Dance is the hidden language of the soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; To watch us dance is to hear our hearts speak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt; Anyone who says sunshine brings happiness has never danced in the rain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; It is of course possible to dance a prayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I am a dancer.  I believe that we learn by practice.  Whether it means to learn to dance by practicing dancing or to learn to live by practicing living.... In each it is the performance of a dedicated precise set of acts, physical or intellectual, from which comes shape of achievement, a sense of one's being, a satisfaction of spirit.  One becomes in some area an athlete of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Martha Graham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-2343744371423220700?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/2343744371423220700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=2343744371423220700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/2343744371423220700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/2343744371423220700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/06/dancing-is-like-dreaming-with-your-feet.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-8203232617126174072</id><published>2008-06-06T14:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T14:36:00.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;He's holding out he's hand, and he's reaching for your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;This has been more or less what I've been thinking about today.&lt;br /&gt;HANDS and HEARTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was feeling super _________ in gym today.&lt;br /&gt;Look at everyone doing, wah lao eh. Why am I in gym man. What am I doing. Then even better, when coming to do routine with music, suay suay I kena have to start first.&lt;br /&gt;I was soooooooooo fed up. Like, what am I doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, when you look around and see everyone strutting their stuff, you start to wonder what YOU are doing.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, when you're wondering what you're doing, you feel like backing out.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, when you feel like backing out, you wonder &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, when you're wondering why, you look around, and you start to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you think, you say to yourself,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, she's flexible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, she's got pretty toes, she points them so well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, she's got a good jump.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, she's got good stamina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, she's just perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, when you think like that, you wonder what YOU'RE special for.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, when you try to think too hard over your strengths, you end up listing out your flaws.&lt;br /&gt;And then, you start wishing you were THAT person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, SOMETIMES, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;people understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, people can see that you're feeling like that. And SOMETIMES, surprisingly, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they &lt;s&gt;encourage &lt;/s&gt;empower you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's not ALL about your hands, your feet or your movements. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's more about your heart.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wo guan de bu shi ni de jiao, hai shi shou, hai shi shen me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shi XING zui zhong yao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;And sometimes, that just tells you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I might not be as flexible,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I might not have such nice toes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I might not have a jump as good, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I might not have a stamina as good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I might not be as perfect,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;might&lt;/span&gt; have a heart that let's me forget these flaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Maybe gym isn't for me,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but maybe heart can make it so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And then, it was my turn again. 3rd round.&lt;br /&gt;And Jodieeeeee said, "go jayna! you can do it"&lt;br /&gt;And Lao Shi went, "Yeah, you can do it!"&lt;br /&gt;WOW. These words, coming from my best friend and then from my coach, are just DIFFERENT. Like a light at the end of a tunnel. Like a way out (: Like salvation. Like hope :D Like joy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna do my best, not in my actions, but with my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And my heart tells me that God's gonna make it enough (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I am beautiful no matter what they say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Words can't bring me down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I am beautiful in every single way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Yes, words can't bring me down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;So don't you bring me down today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-8203232617126174072?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/8203232617126174072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=8203232617126174072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/8203232617126174072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/8203232617126174072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/06/hes-holding-out-hes-hand-and-hes.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-5626462227028382256</id><published>2008-06-05T20:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T21:07:36.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU BETTER LOVE ME NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-5626462227028382256?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/5626462227028382256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=5626462227028382256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/5626462227028382256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/5626462227028382256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/06/okay-its-saboooooooooooo-time.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-4782855786323262953</id><published>2008-06-04T16:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T16:12:08.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oooooohhhhh. Look what Jayna found in her phone!&lt;br /&gt;CRAPPY VIDEOS. Aren't they awesome! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm gonna do something REALLYYYYYYYY mean to Alex because she was so mean to me today. Jodie you're gonna get it too. Okay maybe I shan't. :/ I dunno. Okay I shan't. I'm a saint! :D Haha I was planning to upload a video of her ball routine cos my phone was the phone being used to video. MUAHAHA but nevermind :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay HEATHER and her stupid faces -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b6d9920c69761f92" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db6d9920c69761f92%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331776659%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D20B019BC476D03C0BA127423EFBD591F66C6A15B.5038DE7554EA1933689FC50E8CBD34E8D16876C4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db6d9920c69761f92%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-L_Cj3EmDHNbRnCuMx_THUdzQ7g&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db6d9920c69761f92%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331776659%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D20B019BC476D03C0BA127423EFBD591F66C6A15B.5038DE7554EA1933689FC50E8CBD34E8D16876C4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db6d9920c69761f92%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-L_Cj3EmDHNbRnCuMx_THUdzQ7g&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuppppppp.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is ROPE day. :D Whoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-4782855786323262953?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b6d9920c69761f92&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/4782855786323262953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=4782855786323262953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/4782855786323262953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/4782855786323262953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/06/oooooohhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-6570518316134621107</id><published>2008-06-02T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T22:15:36.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;Don't worry about that extra line&lt;br /&gt;That's creeping up upon your face&lt;br /&gt;It's just a part of nature's way&lt;br /&gt;To say you've grown a little more&lt;br /&gt;Trees have rings and thicker branches&lt;br /&gt;Kids shoes get a little tighter&lt;br /&gt;Every year we're getting closer to who we're gonna be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's time to celebrate the story of how you've come to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday my friend&lt;br /&gt;Here's to all the years we've shared together&lt;br /&gt;All the fun we've had&lt;br /&gt;You're such a blessing&lt;br /&gt;Such a joy in my life&lt;br /&gt;May the good Lord bless you&lt;br /&gt;And may all your dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So light a candle on your cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For every smile you've helped create&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For every heart and every soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You've known to grow a little more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few more pounds, a little more grey&lt;br /&gt;Don't count the years just count the way&lt;br /&gt;It takes a little time to go from water into wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't ever lose the wonder of the child within your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: monospace;"&gt;My Precious PERSIS.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday! This song is exactly what I'd sing to you, because you've truly been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a great joy in my life. Thanks for being so honest and open with me, I really appreciate it,&lt;br /&gt;just wanna say don't worry about stuff in your school, because you always have us, and you always have our daddy God&lt;br /&gt;who's definitely got your back. He loves you SO much, and I do too (: everywhere you go, remember that you've been an essential part of&lt;br /&gt;central 2, and we couldn't have gotten to where we are now without you. So cheers, to 14 years of God's blessing, both in your life and mine.&lt;br /&gt;I love you! &lt;3&lt;span style="font-family: monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-6570518316134621107?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/6570518316134621107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=6570518316134621107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/6570518316134621107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/6570518316134621107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/06/dont-worry-about-that-extra-line-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-6821611909834564187</id><published>2008-06-02T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T17:51:30.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>QUIZ &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;1. Joan Chew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;2. Joan Ng!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;3. Joanne!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;4. Persis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;5. Carissa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;6. Lianne!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;7. Jodie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;8. Jinni!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;9. Edrea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;10. Alex!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;11. Ariel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;12. Chee Yann!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;13. Isaac Quah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(LOL I do until last 2 then I realised must have guys then funnyyyyyyy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. How did you meet 2?&lt;br /&gt;-JOAN NG. Through my dearest cell/church! :D Megalifeeeee, central 2. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. What would you do if you never met 6? &lt;br /&gt;-LIANNE. I'd think that RG girls are nerds and boring people. (OOPS.) But that's really not the case alright!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. What would you do if 2 and 9 dated?&lt;br /&gt;- JOAN NG AND EDREA. Errrr. Both like shopping! LOL. You 2 can go date, just invite me to your wedding can already kay (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Did you ever like 8 &lt;br /&gt;- JINNI. I love her like madddddddd. :D I know she thinks I'm les. I'm not you poophead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Would 1 and 5 be a good couple: &lt;br /&gt;- JOANCHEW AND CARISSA. Can can can can can, both laugh for no reason and laugh super funny one :D HAHAHA. And both ushers. And both super cute. :D And both sexy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. Is number 11 gay/lesbian:&lt;br /&gt;- ARIEL. AAAAAHAAHAHAHAHHAA. errrrr. YES! HAHAHA NO LAH NO. HAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. Would you tell secrets to 5:&lt;br /&gt;-CARISSA. yes yooooooooo (: I guess I already did. :D And she to me too:D Love that jiejie! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. What is your first memory of 2 &lt;br /&gt;-JOAN NG. Errrr that time we came to Central 2 together and she tell me she knew my sister and she was Lydia's cousin then I just keep siaming her cos I thought she pai. LOL. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. Do you know any of 1's family members:&lt;br /&gt;- JOAN CHEW. Yesssss, as discussed yesterday, everyone agrees that Joanc has the nicest brother RYAN. haha envyyyyy. Right Car! And I know her mum too! :D Aunty Jannie. :D I hope I spelt it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. What's 10's favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;- ALEX. Errr I have no idea. Probably PURPLE? because it's smelly and gay, just like her (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. What would you do if 9 confessed he/she liked you?&lt;br /&gt;- EDREA. er I'd tell her that God still loves her. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. What language does 3 speak:&lt;br /&gt;-JOANNEEE. Tamil. She only speaks tamil. It's really VERY rare to hear her speak english. Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. Who is 9 going out with:&lt;br /&gt;-EDREA. HAHAHA OMG OMG I HOPE EDREA SEES THIS. She's going out withhhhhhhh &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;DEREK&lt;/span&gt;! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. What grade is 12 in: &lt;br /&gt;-CHEEYANN. Dunno lah he senior citizen :P no lah, J1. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15.When did you last see 7:&lt;br /&gt;-JODIE. errr a few hours ago at GYM &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. What is 5's favorite band: &lt;br /&gt;- CARISSA. Roxy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. Would you ever date 12:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-CHEEYANN. No no no, you got the wrong sister, yo. (JIE FUUUUUU)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. Is 1 hot: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-JOAN CHEW. Omg omg omg remember yesterday, THE KEYWORD IS HOT! LOLLLLL. er yes she is :D She's on fire, actually :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. Is 12 single: &lt;br /&gt;- CHEEYANN. Yep, but reserved. LOL HAHAHAHA. okay just kidding yeah he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20. Would you ever want to be in a serious relationship with 1:&lt;br /&gt;-JOAN CHEW. errrrr. "I know a song that irritates you, I know a song that irritates you..." ER NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;21. Where does 8 go to school:&lt;br /&gt;-JINNI. Err in the polka dot schooooool. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;22. What's 4's best physical feature: &lt;br /&gt;-PERSIS. Her BUTT~ yeahhhh hahaha just kidding! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;23. Are number 7 &amp;amp; 8 best friends: &lt;br /&gt;-JODIE AND JINNI. They are retarded friendssss. But JODIE'S MINE, AND JINNI'S CELINA'S. :D&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;24. Is 8 a girl or boy: &lt;br /&gt;- JINNI. Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;25. Who is 5 in love with: &lt;br /&gt;-CARISSA. She's in love withhhhh JESUS! &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;26. What is your last memory of 7: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-JODIE. Errrr. I stopped her from boarding her bus home! :D HAHA delayed her steak lunch :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;27. Have you ever hooked up with 4:&lt;br /&gt;-PERSIS. NO. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;28. What is the funniest memory of 8: &lt;br /&gt;- JINNI. HAHAHA too many. She's the person I've had the MOST funny memories with. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;29. What is your relationship with 6:&lt;br /&gt;-LIANNE. My girlfriend, guys get jealous! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;30. How old is 13: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-ISAAC QUAH. Senior Citizen also. :D According to Car, 56. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;31. How close are you with 1: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-JOAN CHEW. VERY EXTREMELY CLOSE, like you would believe :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;32. Would you sleep with 12: &lt;br /&gt;-CHEEYANN. Ewwwwwwww. ewwwwwwwwww. ewwwwwwwww. ewwwwwwww. ewwwwwww. NO. but I know someone who might!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;33. What is your favorite memory with 3:&lt;br /&gt;-JOANNE. THAT TIME AT MACS WITH CHEEYANN. :D synergy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;34. Who's 11 best friends with:&lt;br /&gt;-ARIEL. In memories of 2007. RUTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;35. What's the most hilarious thing about 3:&lt;br /&gt;-JOANNE. Everything, OH OH, her eating habits.&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/126616604901470882-6821611909834564187?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/6821611909834564187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=6821611909834564187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/6821611909834564187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/6821611909834564187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/06/quiz-3.html' title='QUIZ &lt;3'/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-5931686429218980095</id><published>2008-06-02T15:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T15:46:56.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Way, Jesus!</title><content type='html'>I'm thinking about yesterday's outing with JOANCHEW+JOANNG+JAYNA=JJJ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;and I'm getting higghhhhhhhhhhh. Oh and I love ONE WAY la :D Why megalife never sing that much anymoreeeee):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay yesterday! :D I kope from Joanng (I know she won't mind, right :D:D:D) hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sucha awesome shopping day day day with my lovely girls! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Was really really really last minute shopping planned by me me me! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;JAYNA LAUGHTER IS DAMN DAMN DAMN LOUD AND CRAZY OKAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So embarrassing! In the train we laughed like mad, NO. JAYNA LAUGHED LIKE MAD WOMAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;[ey hello hello. people happy lah :D And it wasn't that loud. Okay maybe it was :/]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;We were talking and talking, suddenly a man sneeze asif he's barking -_- so loud then we burst into laughter! So mean right! But cannot control lah! So funnayeeeeeeeeee. Omggggggg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jayna and Joanc can really be autistic sometimes. Reaaaaaaaaally!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[HELLO HELLO HELLO. You never see my scary side before rightttt! Ask Tiz! Or Joan Chew! Or Jae! Or Sherwyn! HAHAHA]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Anyway, Know what, I love cotton on, cause its so so so colourfullllllll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Omg, the pyjamas super cute also. I think we should all buy and have a pyjamas sleepover or smth. SUPER COOL RIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Eh want a not, want we go buy together. So niceeeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Bought alot of things cause of GSS. I bought that that that hoodie I eyed for super long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And then I got a recycle bag from cotton on for 1 buck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The lady was like telling me its charity bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Me: What charity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Her: Charity bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Me: -_- the money will be donated to where?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;OKAY, THEN, I THOUGHT WILL BE LIKE CHINA OR MYANMAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Her: Cotton-on charity foundation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[eyy then I ask if Cotton on is charity, then you gimme that stupid look D:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;-_________________-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ANYWAY.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;OHOH, CARRISA CAME! Stupid bimbo. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Then we went f21, carissa and I was thinking of helpping Jayna do a make over. hahahah. On Carissa's birthday, which is 29 june!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Dress, change parting, makeup, heels, WOAHHHHHH. CAN-YOU-IMAGINE?? She will be like omgly pretty. Hehehe. Long legs, FLAT TUMMY!!, tall. Woots. Great man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[OMG OMG OMG now I'm super scared okay. Seriously. WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO TO ME DDDDDDDDD: I'm still a human remember ah. And you love me. Goodness. I WANNA CARRY SOMETHING SAYING THIS IS FOR CARISSA'S BIRTHDAY ONLY. ahhhhh. hope you forget :P]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Lets count down to 28june WHICH IS THE DAY WE'RE MOVING UP TO WORSHIP CENTRE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Carissa left after awhile. Continue to shop shop shop and left to bugis, OH ANYWAY, DID I MENTION THAT I WANT THAT TOPSHOP GLADIATOR FLATS. I think Im attracted to red -_- okok,soon I will get it. HEHE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;BUGIS, Jayna left for Alisa's performance! LYDIA NG IS PERFORMING TOO! Miss her so so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[Lydia did well :D]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Joan and I shopped and shopped and we gossiped abit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&amp;amp; was planning to go suntanning with the girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Cause cy said we have to inform isaac whereever we go. So joanc went to msg isaac that jayna, joan and I are going bugis now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Then Isaac replied "aiyo, this kind of thing no need to tell me lah, big outing then need"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[HAHAHAHA JOAN CHEW. OMG HAHAHAHA. "Isaac, we're going toilet now." "Isaac, we're eating lunch now" - JUST BEING ACCOUNTABLE RIGHT! :D]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;OHOH, AND JAYNA MSG US. SUPER FUNNY -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Cause somebody said that I got a really hot hair (-_-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;then jayna texted " OMG, I THOUGHT OF ______ SAYING JOAN GOT HOT HAIR THEN I IMAGINE SHE RUNNING AROUND WITH FIRE ON HER HAIR" -________- Super funnaye and I called her and yelled at her. Joanc was laughing like crazy and she nearly snort again. HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[WHAT LAH YOU. that's like OBVIOUS please. Hot hair. HAHAHA THEN ______ say Joanne got hot body. hahahahaha hahahahahahahhaahaha then then then then then Joanne body on fire running all around. hahahahahaha. ey wait. was it joanne. -.- I FORGOT. D: hahahaha!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;NEXT POST ON LAST NIGHT'S CONFERENCE CALL WITH 4 RETARDS. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-5931686429218980095?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/5931686429218980095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=5931686429218980095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/5931686429218980095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/5931686429218980095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-way-jesus.html' title='One Way, Jesus!'/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-4253197378807158124</id><published>2008-06-02T15:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T15:33:51.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It sucks having to pay the price for something you didn't do you know! D: hahaha. but still that's what God did for me so I shall just shut up and embrace the crap :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY PEOPLE. I won't be having my phone with me for 1 week, please call my home phone if anything, or just MSN me :D Can get my home phone number from JoanChew, Joang, Joanne, Jodie blah blah blah. Oh and Jinni also. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is gonna be siannnnn. UNTIL FRIDAY! :D CELL PRINCE CASPIAN! :D Goodnesss, so high so high. Oh and I'm gonna see Gerry tomorrow, can't wait! &lt;33 heh. She coming my house tuition dajie so YAYYYYYYY. And tomorrow no gym, I got a break! There's no violin too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm gonna spend today and tomorrow replying/writing letters and doing homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Jinni and her crap.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Celina and her Torres-ness.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Hannah and her bytch-ness.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Daphne and her ways of warning us when _________ breaks the rules.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Central 2 and how they never fail to make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Alex and Jodie even though I see them everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next post on yesterday's outing with JJJ as said by JOANG! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-4253197378807158124?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/4253197378807158124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=4253197378807158124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/4253197378807158124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/4253197378807158124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/06/it-sucks-having-to-pay-price-for.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-5000032167885888943</id><published>2008-05-28T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T22:25:09.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After watching a short bit of ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE, an excellent movie, it has come to my attentionnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That in this world of pain, suffering, judgement, unfairness, unhappiness, tears and sadness, the thing that really leaves you empty and drained is indeed loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young boy, or rather a robot that was made to love, is left alone in the very middle of a jungle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy, don't go, don't leave me! I'm so sorry if I cut your hair, or if I hurt Martin. Mommy, please, no. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll be so real for you if you'll keep me!&lt;/span&gt; If like Pinnochio, I become a real boy, will I get to go home? Oh, Mommy, please don't go!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We face this everyday.&lt;br /&gt;But we'll have that somewhere else to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE LATER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-5000032167885888943?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/5000032167885888943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=5000032167885888943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/5000032167885888943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/5000032167885888943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/05/after-watching-short-bit-of-artificial.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-4801329527520580454</id><published>2008-05-27T15:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T15:29:21.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was the first real day of holidays.&lt;div&gt;It was bittersweet, I guess. More of bitter though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT I SHAN'T LET THAT RUIN MY HOLIDAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I sure hope you're feeling guilty, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;whoever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; whatever you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TRAINING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not bad luh, quite intensive, seriously. It was quite tiring at first, extremely draining, with all the conditioning and stuff. Hahaha she taught us new conditioning stuff so. TOOOOT. Yup at least that'll build up some stamina. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did ROPE. I think I suck, I miss xiao ji ti like mad now. But whatever :D It shall get better BECAUSE I SAY SO :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so people. Thanks seniors for helping. :D And Alex and Jo too :D Appreciate it! But it's okay lah, maybe that person really needs it more than I do, you never know right! I miss you Elaine ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway so PEOPLE GO &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://joystix.blogspot.com"&gt;JOYSTIX&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, because it's REVIVED with new stuff. And more is coming kay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-4801329527520580454?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/4801329527520580454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=4801329527520580454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/4801329527520580454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/4801329527520580454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-was-first-real-day-of-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-6356226464424361646</id><published>2008-05-26T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T23:19:04.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm super tired nowwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't feel like sleeping D: Oh, the horrors. I'm a weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW THERE'S GYM.&lt;br /&gt;I finally got the knee guard I needed badly :D Jump for joy, I don't have to bear the pain now :D Whoot.  Okay gotta wake up early for training tomorrow. PLUS there's violin. UGH. And then mum wants me to go chinese tuition. I guess I need it, who gets like 30+ for chinese? OH JAYNA THE RETARD. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it seems like everything's not going THAT perfect.&lt;br /&gt;I thought now it'd be the super YESSSS IT'S THE HOLIDAYS high high high moments. But hey, no, it's not. It's just normal. Just that I'm not going to school, not waking up early, not wearing my school uniform, not facing those teachers, not going for lamepoo girl to girl talks and watching GROSS BEYOND GROSS VIDS. No, no holiday hype.&lt;br /&gt;I want I want I want:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;A form of camp, ANY CAMP.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NO APPLICATIONS AND WHATEVER TOOT, please, I'm begging you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NO STUDYING PLEASE, at least not this week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To finish most of my hols hw by this week (CONTRADICTING)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CENTRAL 2 and 3 SLEEPOVER! :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CENTRAL 2 PRINCE CASPIAN.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ice skating with Megalifers &lt;3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anything that'll get me high, seriously.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gym intensive, WHERE I WILL ACTUALLY FOCUS AND TRAIN. (and for wei wei lao shi to not comeeeeee D:)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. It's true,&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing that great about holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Oh goodness. SOMEONE PLEASE CHANGE MY MIND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;As heich one teeeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt; I just realised I have oral exam.&lt;br /&gt;Crap lah. Oh see who can read what's up there in red, tell me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised.&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind investing my money on good, nice, comfy jackets and blankets.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; What does this tell you about me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I WANT FRIDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WANT SATURDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT ANYDAY BUT STUDY/VIOLIN/APPLICATION DAY. Pleaseeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-6356226464424361646?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/6356226464424361646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=6356226464424361646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/6356226464424361646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/6356226464424361646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-super-tired-nowwwwww.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-6820174083436484617</id><published>2008-05-25T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T22:39:48.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-6820174083436484617?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/6820174083436484617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=6820174083436484617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/6820174083436484617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/6820174083436484617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-1834768271375277270</id><published>2008-05-25T15:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T15:58:43.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH AND I HAVE TO SAY THIS.&lt;br /&gt;MS LOW IS NICE BUT WEIRD :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE WROTE THIS IN MY REPORT BOOK FOR MY "COMMENTS" SECTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Jayna enjoys leading singspiration.&lt;br /&gt;She is also helpful when it comes to&lt;br /&gt;arranging tables and chairs&lt;br /&gt; for the examinations.&lt;br /&gt; She is essential for class bonding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARRANGING TABLES AND CHAIRS???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-1834768271375277270?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/1834768271375277270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=1834768271375277270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/1834768271375277270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/1834768271375277270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-and-i-have-to-say-this.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-4823467300438836892</id><published>2008-05-25T15:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T15:56:33.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Steady feet don't fail me now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WOAH. Nowadays I'm so tired luh. ):&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I couldn't even open my left eye properly :/&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell there are people worse off than me so smilioz :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET WELL SOON LIANNE. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and HAPPY BIRTHDAY ABBY! Haha although I barely know you, you're my sister's friend so :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a so-so day, quite tiring. AGAIN. And it's going to get worse, because later I've to pick up leaves from my stupid bamboo stretch. Which to me, is one of the nicest places in the house :D whoooo. I think my room is not nice, because it's really messy but WHATEVER. Anyway gotta wash the car after that too so :/ Ugh ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But!&lt;br /&gt;30th MAY IS COMINGGGGGG :D And central 2 and 3 are coming for the sleepover so that is gonna be FUN POO :D heh. Alright, so that's what I'm looking forward to this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's gonna be ))))): Because I've gotta go for the NJC admission test alone ):&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I got into round 2, but I think this is the furthest I'm gonna go.&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell! I REALLY HOPE JINNI SUDDENLY CALLS ME AND TELLS ME THAT SHE GOT IN TOO SO I DON'T HAVE TO GO ALONE, CELINA TOO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Every long lost dream, lead me to where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Others who broke my heart, they were like northern stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Pointing me on my way, into your loving arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; This much I know is true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; That God blessed the broken road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; That lead me straight to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-4823467300438836892?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/4823467300438836892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=4823467300438836892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/4823467300438836892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/4823467300438836892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/05/steady-feet-dont-fail-me-now-woah.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-1237650924364868088</id><published>2008-05-25T15:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T15:45:59.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;#1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Call a Central 2 person and start shouting. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;#2. If you can have a one dream come true, what will it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;To see my POWER 7 and SMSS come to be so on fire for God. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;#3.What will your dream wedding be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;NO VIOLINS, thankyouverymuch. I don't want a big wedding. Just something small and sweet, and just close friends and family to be there. Including Central 2 and P7 if we know each other till then :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;#4.What will you do with one billion dollars?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Keep about 10% for my future house (I'm learning to save for my house, like Jodie :D), Another 5% for UNI (if I can even get in) and the rest give to the SiChuan/Myanmar natural disasters AND RIVERLIFE CHURCH, which has practically made me (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;#5.What's your ideal lover like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Compatible, Chemistry between us, Commitment, Christ-centred, Character-wise decent! (Okay all you people that never pay attention in Megalife, start feeling guilty :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;#6.Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Honestly? I wouldn't describe them as blessings. But yup they're both a blessing. But still, only God will do (: You know what I meannnn (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;#7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you truly love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Until I fed up lah. No lah just kidding :P errrrr. I guess till God tells me to move on :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;#8.If the person you secretly liked is attached, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Start laughing at myself like mad for being so sotong :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;#9.Is there anything that made you unhappy these days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Of course, some heartless, and most insensitive people. But life isn't a piece of cake, isn't it? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;#10.What cheers you up the fastest?&lt;br /&gt;A sweet SMS from YOU, YOU, or YOU. :D Guess whooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;#11.How do you see yourself in 10 years' time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Hopefully a devoted ________. If not, whoever God wants me to be (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;#12.Who are currently the most important people to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;CENTRAL 2 AND POWER 7 AND SOME OTHER MEGALIFERS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;#13.What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I think she's really cute, and I can't wait to get to know her more, because she's my CENTRAL 2 JUNIOR! Heh. Welcome to C2 by the way, I know you're loving it (: Keep smiling for God yeah &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;#14.What kind of person would you rather be? Single and rich or married but poor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Married but poor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Under NO circumstance would I choose loneliness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;#15.What's the first thing you do every morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Start thinking how many more days to saturday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;#16.Would you give it all for your friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;This is super bad, but not always. Like if it's something to do with ME still can but if it's like OTHER people's life then cannot lah. *common sense* HAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;#17.If you fall in love with 2 people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Whoever I've known longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY HUIYING. :D Welcome to C2, thanks for tagging me (: hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-1237650924364868088?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/1237650924364868088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=1237650924364868088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/1237650924364868088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/1237650924364868088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/05/1.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-482523071187794633</id><published>2008-05-23T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T22:51:49.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Send some rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll give thanks to you, with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gratitude&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;for lessons learned to hunger after you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, I am extremely grateful for many things that have happened in this half school year, and the word "gratitude" alone will NOT suffice. Not only to many people do I owe this new found joy in school life, but most of all to my father that has never ever faltered while playing my pillar of support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Yes, I'm grateful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Firstly, I'd like to thank my dearest &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CENTRAL 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Family&lt;/span&gt; is the word I'd use to describe them. They love, maybe not unconditionally, but selflessly. It amazes me greatly to be able to witness and feel their support and love, this half year. From my assimilation into the "best class" 2/3, which was definitely not just a piece of cake. Their prayers and constant sms-es never ever fail to make me smile, they're really my family.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; JoanC, Joanne, Joan Ng, Persis, Pamela, Amelia, Rachel, Crystal, Amberlie, Charis, Daphne, Kele, Kendrick, Cheeyann, Isaac, Mong, Benton, Shaun, and many more precious ones.&lt;/span&gt; I'm grateful for each and everyone of you, my little sunshines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They shine for me so much there's global warming, yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Next, my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;POWER 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughter&lt;/span&gt; would be the word that reminds me of them, or rather, the word that springs to mind the same time they do. They mean NO LESS to me than Central 2. And yes Celina and Jinni, that's true. We have had tiffs, but honestly, it IS inevitable to have a few quarrels here and there. Maintaining an everyday friendship is NOT easy, and it tells me that we are THAT close, because we can fight. We wouldn't fight if we weren't close, yeah? Thanks for being there, being so joyful, being so different. Don't ever, ever, ever, conform to the world's definition of "high", please don't ever. Because you are so special for who you are. And I can say it so loud and proud, I have NEVER seen another 7 like us. (: And you know what? We each know our dreams, maybe what we're lacking now, is knowing that they ARE going to come true. And my sisters, that's faith. I love you, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JODIE, ARIEL, HANNAH, DAPHNE, JINNI AND CELINA.&lt;/span&gt; You mean the school to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They're 99% of my new-found school life joy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, how could I forget? My other &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEGALIFERS&lt;br /&gt;Candy.&lt;/span&gt; Not only sweet but gives me a sugar high. Awesome people, awesome awesome people.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Carissa Jie&lt;/span&gt; for being such an unwavering tower of support throughout my exam period, never failing to cheer me up and spur me on with her "jiayou"s and for congratulating me about my results even though they were 123456789. And just for being her, honest her, cute her, sunshine her, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sexy her.&lt;/span&gt; She's been such a blessing, for just being her. (: And girl, take your mind of the game of life, because there are time-outs, and these time outs last as long as you want. (: I'll be there, during the game AND the time-outs. And like I always say, let the joy of the Lord be your strength. Thanks for being so much, I love you(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jae&lt;/span&gt; for being such an awesome brother, always willing to listen and also smile anytime I needed! :D And his birthday just being over, I know God's gonna bless him so much, and bless many others through him too. Also for the prayers and encouragements that date quite far back, they mean quite a fair bit to me (: Also for being extremely understanding. :D Hey you, keep shining for God okay, I know you're a great warrior for God, so keep up this fight okay. There is strength in numbers, you're really never alone. Thanks for everything, really(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lianne&lt;/span&gt; for being so extremely cute and a huge huge huge bundle of joy in each thing she does, even the way she talks. (: heh! and for being so so efficient in arranging gym meets, which unfortunately we never had a chance to have. But still! :D And being the connecting bridge between me and gillian whom I've not seen in ages (i just saw her). Thanks for being such a cutie lianne, and what in the world is MUNG BEAN? -.- haha! Alright in all your ways acknowledge him, and he'll make your paths straight. You ARE a child of God, and that makes you a princess, you are worth it, God said so! :D Jesus loves you and I do too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Prawn&lt;/span&gt; for being the bus buddy who has made travelling back to the west impossibly fun. (: all the lame jokes and sharing through MSN. And also her sweet smses that wish me good night, they really leave me numb, knowing I'm safe not only in the arms of my father, but also in the embrace of my loving friends. Find rest, O my soul, in God alone; my hope comes from him. He alone is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress. I will not be shaken. My salvation and my honour depend on God; he is my mighty rock, my refuge. See! This is how blessed I am, to sleep with this kinda stuff in mind. Prawn! Thanks for being such a big joy to me, and let's continue to scale the heights for God even to the "ends of the earth"! It's worth it, and it'll always be! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And many others who are extremely near and dear to me. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final group, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SMSS RHYTHMIC GYMNASTICS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is what I'd associate gymming with. A sad word, but definitely not a sad meaning. I've gotten this from hpps gym, but really. Gym is so the love! I've been slacking, but I know that when I'm at the top of my game, I really feel different, a player. A victor. And it might not be proven literally, but in Christ we are all victors, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XJT 2007&lt;/span&gt;. Edrea, Evelyn, Elaine, Sufen, &lt;/span&gt;thanks for being such enjoyable teamates and chickens (: I remember the many times we had to pao like mad and we all ended up in tears. And of course, I remember the times we went to the parade ground to pao and it was SUPER hot and we all couldn't take it. Oh please, I didn't forget the whole &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;taxi&lt;/span&gt; experience. (: And most of all, the competition. It seemed like a miracle to get 3rd. But that will not be the MARK for St Margs xiao ji tis to come. :D Let's not limit our future juniors, because they sure have talent! I do remember each training we had together, our tears and the cheers we had, and the feeling when we strut off that competition mat, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thanks for the memories (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Alex, Becky Tan, Becky Chia&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; my current group. It's SUCH an honour to be able to compete alongside you guys. I still feel extremely inferior though -_- hahaha! I'm really sorry in advance for the many times I'm going to slow you guys down, please forgive me! It's kinda a big jump, but I'll do my best. I really thank God we're all God believers, because then our team's atmosphere would be really different. I trust that God's gonna give us all we need to do well this round. In christ alone, for christ alone. JIAYOU! :D &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jodie Chan Wan Wen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Ju-die tou lan ah, JUDIE BU YAO KEN JIMMY TOU LAN/JIANG HUA! It's been FUNNY, extremely funny to be able to laugh with you in gym. It's been a blessing to be able to have you right by myself. Thanks for being my greatest source of support and joy, I really don't know what I'd do without you. Keep your alien flexibility up and I know you'll beat HER. HAHA. (shhhh gladys)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Reylyn, Michelle, Cheryl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;The pros. Keep fighting hard, and even though we aren't in the same event, I'm really looking forward to training with you guys (: heh. This is random, but I do hope we all catch the ball for forward roll -_- hahaha okay! Erm anyway you guys have got great talent so jiayou jiayou, we're all in this together! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XJT 2008,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I have to admit, I don't know ALL your names. I KNOW 4 OKAY, so for that one person, I shan't post it (: You guys are doing great, but progress should never be STAGNANT. There's really no such thing as "good enough". You guys, like us last year, really have the ability to hype ourselves up. And yeah, like in our comprehension it said, hype yourself up to the game. I know that in each one of you there's great potential, so bring it on okay! Don't be shy (: Shake butt harder lah you guys, don't be paiseh! Continue to carry down the tradition of winning xiao ji tis. These 5 ropes are gonna go places yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I realised that within the course of this half a school year, my perception of everyday so called boring school life has changed DRASTICALLY. Many experiences, opportunities, have shaken my concept of boring, when it comes to St Margs. God, above all, has been touching me endlessly, through my school, and it has come to show me I AM in safe hands. Firstly, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RITCHELL&lt;/span&gt; who showed me through songwriting, even though she was blind and a premature and weak baby, she overcame the odds and is indeed, a shining light for God. Also, the opportunity to lead &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SINGSPIRATION&lt;/span&gt; sessions in school has been an extreme joy, to be able to serve God there. And the time we had singspiration at the St Andrews Cathedral, I really thank God for that chance. Not to mention, the many &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DEVOTIONS &lt;/span&gt;that touched me, the stories, the songs and some, even the little things they do. The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AUTONOMOUS STATUS&lt;/span&gt; given to our school, ensuring that the future generations of dotties were going to be blessed. The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SM CELL&lt;/span&gt; which will continue to grow strong in God's love. Even the time when the megalifers came to school for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SEC 2 CAMP&lt;/span&gt;,  for which I fought fever in an extremely tough battle just to go to school. And also for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MARTIN&lt;/span&gt; who shared a few things that would forever change my perspective on life. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TEACHERS&lt;/span&gt;, whom I curse &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dearly&lt;/span&gt;, they have been a blessing too. Suddenly people that used to be losers in my life, they've become heroes, Gohster, Lowster, how's it like to live against the world? They can do it-with a smile. Now, that's a hero. Last but not least, each day in St Margs, which has shown me there IS more to life than books an calculators, and there is hope in each circumstance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I'm sure you see.&lt;br /&gt;Gratitude alone cannot suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I've given up counting my blessings, for my God's grace is, without a doubt, sufficient for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all you've done and who you are,&lt;br /&gt;I really rather be no one else,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-482523071187794633?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/482523071187794633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=482523071187794633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/482523071187794633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/482523071187794633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/05/send-some-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-2442967791578387416</id><published>2008-05-23T17:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T18:15:31.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Siding with authority DOES NOT MEAN it's right.&lt;br /&gt;I really really really really really believe in this, esp what happened at sports day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For goodness sake, which do you think is more important?&lt;br /&gt;UNITY or SPORTSMANSHIP?&lt;br /&gt;I think UNITY, by 123456789 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what they were thinking, but here's what I'm thinking.&lt;br /&gt;I think that our school isn't being strict, they're being ridiculous and retarded.&lt;br /&gt;For goodness sake, they were doing the RIGHT thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay let me tell you what happened.&lt;br /&gt;We had SPORTS DAY today at the BISHAN STADIUM. It was unbearably hot.&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to Sanjana and Hannah for winning their races (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm anyway.&lt;br /&gt;When it came to the SEC 3 4 by 100m race,&lt;br /&gt;they all went to the starting line as usual.&lt;br /&gt;(Oh and most of the people competing were leaders-CCA, House, Prefects including EXCO)&lt;br /&gt;And then BANG. The gunshot.&lt;br /&gt;RUN RUN RUN quite fast for the first runner, and apparently, when it came to the second runner, she slowed down, one of the house's runners.&lt;br /&gt;And then when it came to the LAST runner of that house, she just slowed down ALOT. It was SUPER obvious that she was waiting for the other houses' runners to CATCH UP. Yes, waiting for them to catch up. And then when they ALL reached the finish line, they held hands and then "1, 2, 3!"&lt;br /&gt;AND THEY JUMPED ON TO THE ENDING LINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay tell me what you think.&lt;br /&gt;St Margs so sweet right, our leaders can actually think of this kinda thing to illustrate unity among houses right!&lt;br /&gt;It WOULD HAVE been a significant moment for our school.&lt;br /&gt;It WOULD HAVE stirred more unity among houses.&lt;br /&gt;It WOULD HAVE, for once, made people INTERESTED in sports day.&lt;br /&gt;It WOULD HAVE been a great sports day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;The teachers immediately ran to them and SCOLDED THEM.&lt;br /&gt;Like mad.&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously mad.&lt;br /&gt;Under the super hot sun.&lt;br /&gt;SO POOR THING LAH OUR PRECIOUS SENIORS.&lt;br /&gt;And then all the teacher's take turns to scold. BUT apparently MRS KWOK didn't agree, which would seriously be the &lt;3. HAHAHA. But anyway they are all getting demerits. -.- FOR CHEATING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg so bad right, my school.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway whatever lah, I mean since when has our school been fair and let us show how much we actually LOVE each other, right.&lt;br /&gt;AND towards the end Ms Kaur actually said,&lt;br /&gt;"This is NOT true sportsmanship. This is stupid. When you're playing a soccer match, and you're about to score and your friend falls down, what do you do? Don't tell me you drop your ball and go to him and go, "are you okay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE.&lt;br /&gt;OBVIOUSLY THAT'S WHAT YOU DO RIGHT. WHAT THE.&lt;br /&gt;THEN WHAT? CHANGE THE BALL TO YOUR FRIEND AND START KICKING YOUR FRIEND AROUND IS IT? omygoodness. Pissifying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Mrs Yip prayed.&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you Lord, that these girls and now remorseful..."&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE. -__- Then I couldn't take it, I just stopped. Like praying altogether, and then I stared at her, seriously. She must have seen. Because her eyes were certainly NOT closed, and she was certainly NOT praying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because she was reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-2442967791578387416?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/2442967791578387416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=2442967791578387416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/2442967791578387416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/2442967791578387416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/05/siding-with-authority-does-not-mean-its.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-6565683585008585232</id><published>2008-05-22T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T20:29:26.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For crying out loud,&lt;br /&gt;trytobenicelah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually quite pissed, i mean, how could you be so insensitive to her.&lt;br /&gt;If she sheds tears it's gonna be YOUR fault. It's not about flaunting,&lt;br /&gt;was it ever?&lt;br /&gt;Goodness. If it were about flaunting then I dunno what to say.&lt;br /&gt;Have a heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY!&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite a funny day, did practically nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Find out super gross stuff about my school, I do not feel safe anymore, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everything was okay lah. Found out class position, UTTERLY DISGUSTED. Many congrats to Sahnehneh for topping the level, that was so unexpected? LOL hahaaha! welldone &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to the end of the term, cheers (: I shall post more tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-6565683585008585232?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/6565683585008585232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=6565683585008585232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/6565683585008585232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/6565683585008585232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/05/for-crying-out-loud-trytobenicelah.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-7060509247337251014</id><published>2008-05-20T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T19:55:19.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DOOMSDAY&lt;br /&gt;Okay, for all to see :D&lt;br /&gt;I shall not be ashamed (although there's ALOT to be ashamed of)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENGLISH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Omg so sucky lah. My total is like, 63.5/100? OH MAN. I suck I suck I suck. :/ It is so screwed. Considering that I'll probably be taking O Levels, I HAVE to work this up to at least an A2. Because chinese is wo dao bu ru tiao lou zi sha. :D Compre/Summary could do better. The stupid SHUM FACE is killing me when I think about my speech. I don't usually ego, but now I think I can get better for speech lah wah lao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MATH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When I got the paper, I was literally traumatized. I seriously didn't know what to do. I just stoned and then I felt like crying. I was like staring at the cross in the chapel.&lt;br /&gt;OH GOD. WHAT AM I GONNA DO.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously said "shit jinni I'm so screwed". Literally. I said that. When Jinni was super far away. And Sanehneh looked at me super weirdly. But overall thanks Sahnehneh for cheering me up (: you're a gem! &lt;3 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SCIENCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's okay lah, VERY CARELESS ALSO.&lt;br /&gt;I could have done better. But looking around, hey Jayna you did not too bad (:&lt;br /&gt;80/100. At least a decent A1. But I'm quite fed up with some mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, an okay paper (: Thanks Daddy God. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOME ECONS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm abit 123456789 about home e.&lt;br /&gt;I could have gotten MUCH better for my essay question, but I kinda read last question wrongly so pop goes the weasel. Anyway Jayna did okay (: It's not too bad, not too good. Thank God for coursework :D:D:D I love you Jodie &lt;3 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LITERATURE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Okay lah, not bad :D Quite happy as a whole cos all my papers are either one or 2 marks higher than my usual. So 3 CHEERS FOR LIT, for once I'm not dreading it. :D&lt;br /&gt;Total: 69/100.&lt;br /&gt;GOODNESS JAYNA COULDN'T YOU HAVE GOTTEN ANOTHER MARK!&lt;br /&gt;ughhhhhhhhh. okay nevermind. I need to get A2. :D Overall not bad. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHINESE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PAPER 2: 44/110.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Thank God for my Paper 1 which I got 70%, thank God thank God.&lt;br /&gt;Overall: 54/100. Thank God. (: It's not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INTEGRATED HUMANITIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;62/80. I wanted to ______. 123456789. That's 77% by the way. 123456789. Those who know what I'm talking about, HUSH UP :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So about the whole JTG thing. Oh by the way that JIN-ius got 99/100 for maths! :D OMGGGGG. So happy for her lah (: Yeah I realised that even though sometimes your clowns can seem like they only cheer you up and make you high, they ARE the ones you turn to when you really dunno what to do, like when you are like, SHIT LAH SO SCREWED. Yeah because you know they can always make you smile. And seriously her 99 is so cool lah(: Well done, girl! :D  And also CELINA. Don't be sad okay! (: I did way worse than you lah. But seriously you don't need to worry at all, you did great overall :D I'm proud of you too okay! Don't have such low self esteem (: You can do it &lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-7060509247337251014?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/7060509247337251014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=7060509247337251014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7060509247337251014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7060509247337251014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/05/doomsday-okay-for-all-to-see-d-i-shall.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-5819574666860507010</id><published>2008-05-19T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T22:06:57.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wonderful, beautiful, is what you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you look at me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're turning the tattered fabric of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Into a perfect tapestry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh I just wanna be me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Went Ice Skating with 2006 B Div Gym Girls (&lt;33333) and Jay-llian :D HAHAHA. I remember that's what we always called her. Anyway I mean JILLIAN :D The shortie/cutie (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met them for lunch at Macs. Jillian thought Macs=Max. D: LOL so lame lah she. That small girl. She's so petite! LOL. That time when we paying entrance fee we were like, are you 1.2 m? LOL hahahahaha! Anyway ice skating was funny, for once I barely fell. In fact I only fell once, and that was when jillian dragged me -_- hahaha. cute girl. quite a few funny encounters with the ice hockey ppl. LOL. One of us were like losing our balance, he also losing balance, so both look like they were dancing around each other O.O HAHAHAHA. Super funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway in short it was AWESOME to see you girls. You all really mean alot to me, cos the 6 of us, with Jillian too, practically made my P6 life. It was a good 6 years spent together (: And Jillian you better win this saturday and I'll go see you in the youth olympics (: I'll try to be there on saturday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayna is UN-FASTING HER PHONE FAST.&lt;br /&gt;For JUST 2 DAYS. Tomorrow and Wednesday,&lt;br /&gt;because I PREDICT I'm going to be depressed. Oh, don't ask me why. It's quite common sensical. Anyway. Yup. I hope I pass chinese. And I'm done trying to prove to myself that the L syndrome doesn't exist cos it does. And I have to stop looking at people as if they're plant cells. CHEEYANN, HELP! Okay this doesn't make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like deleting my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Watch me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-5819574666860507010?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/5819574666860507010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=5819574666860507010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/5819574666860507010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/5819574666860507010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/05/wonderful-beautiful-is-what-you-see.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-4702831485874918855</id><published>2008-05-17T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T00:01:12.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry for that post, I shall now redeem myself. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Continue to put your hope and faith in Christ alone, because I know you'll do great things in his name. (: Looking forward to seeing you rising up as a PL yeah (: Jiayou! :D Everything else is on the "card" Car and I made (: Hope you like it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY SPIRITUAL BIRTHDAY PAMELA AND SHAUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm so proud of the both of you, really (: continue to grow in the LORD alright! :D Central 2 loves you MANY MANY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Spiritual Birthday to MAVERICK, FIDELIA, VANESSA, HUIYING and HUITING TOO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Congrats lots yeah! :D Love you all! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHH. I still have the head throbbing syndrome. Cannot take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-4702831485874918855?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/4702831485874918855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=4702831485874918855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/4702831485874918855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/4702831485874918855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/05/sorry-for-that-post-i-shall-now-redeem.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-1571161530886782823</id><published>2008-05-17T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T23:43:17.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/20LkXEpvlk/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/20LkXEpvlk/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/20LkXEpvlk/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/20LkXEpvlk/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/20LkXEpvlk/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/20LkXEpvlk/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hear my prayer, O Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Only you who gives unto the blind,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only you who heals all the sickness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Only you who takes away the suffering,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Only you, Lord, who saves all nations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Let the words of this 11 year old touch you today.&lt;br /&gt;Let the words from the bottom of this 11 year old's heart remind you that our world is going through such pain and suffering in this trying time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yet, let this song remind you that God has it under control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;MYANMAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://msnbcmedia4.msn.com/j/msnbc/Components/Photo_StoryLevel/080505/080505-myanmar-hmed-730a.rp600x350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 218px;" src="http://msnbcmedia4.msn.com/j/msnbc/Components/Photo_StoryLevel/080505/080505-myanmar-hmed-730a.rp600x350.jpg" alt="" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15000 dead.&lt;br /&gt;Many others homeless, like the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ap.google.com/media/ALeqM5gnPY3U2-NZsFa9Hm-cAupK5BWgJQ?size=m"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 330px;" src="http://ap.google.com/media/ALeqM5gnPY3U2-NZsFa9Hm-cAupK5BWgJQ?size=m" alt="" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22000 dead.&lt;br /&gt;Many others still trapped in the rubble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Do you see their tears?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Would you hear the cries for our world today,&lt;br /&gt;the pain they're going through is too much to bear.&lt;br /&gt;Please, make it stop.&lt;br /&gt;But if it isn't your will,&lt;br /&gt;then Lord give us the strength to get through it.&lt;br /&gt;Exactly because we know the end is near,&lt;br /&gt;more so we're going to gear ourselves up for it.&lt;br /&gt;In each thing we do let us have your joy as our strength,&lt;br /&gt;as give us a God-given courage like no other.&lt;br /&gt;For we know we can do all things through Christ who strengthens us.&lt;br /&gt;Let us not be ungrateful, or take anything for granted,&lt;br /&gt;but remind us that one day, we ARE going to be them.&lt;br /&gt;So, God,&lt;br /&gt;Let your will be done.&lt;br /&gt;As said in your word, you will listen to us when we pray to you.&lt;br /&gt;So hear our prayers today,&lt;br /&gt;as our generation cries out for the lost and the helpless.&lt;br /&gt;Let your light shine across this earth and let all see that you alone are God(:&lt;br /&gt;AMEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Should I face a mighty mountain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;or a valley dark and deep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;the sheperd of my soul is by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-1571161530886782823?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/1571161530886782823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=1571161530886782823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/1571161530886782823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/1571161530886782823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/05/hear-my-prayer-o-lord.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-6095651399611459497</id><published>2008-05-16T19:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T19:49:17.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Apple bottom jeans, boots with the fur, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the whole crowd was looking at her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she hit the floor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;next thing you know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she got LOW LOW LOW LOW LOW LOW LOW LOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been almost the most amazing 3 days of the year.&lt;br /&gt;Only because it's been such a blessing to be able to see precious megalifers in my precious school, and yet again God convinced me that we both live in the same world, not 2 different ones! :D It's been so awesome to be able to be with megalifers and power 7 at the same time (: oh, sweet sweet sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou riverlifersssssss :D It's been such an awesome week, with you guys around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want moremoremore. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's all love Britney Spears, cos she really needs it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-6095651399611459497?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/6095651399611459497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=6095651399611459497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/6095651399611459497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/6095651399611459497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/05/apple-bottom-jeans-boots-with-fur-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-4759067912602813861</id><published>2008-05-14T19:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T19:14:18.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg, I'm SO spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHH. Megalifers are SO THE LOVE &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BESTEST DAY OF SCHOOL YET.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still wish they were my trainers.&lt;br /&gt;Who ask me go nerd class. Haiyo. ANYWAY! More later, big fat pig coming now ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-4759067912602813861?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/4759067912602813861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=4759067912602813861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/4759067912602813861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/4759067912602813861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/05/omg-im-so-spoilt.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-955649136007944653</id><published>2008-05-13T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T21:57:44.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She slumped back down on to the cold, hard, wooden floor-clearly defeated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That was exactly how Hannah's heart felt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cold, hard, maybe not wooden, but not anything as warm and fuzzy as cotton. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She knew exactly what she needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She scrolled back and forth her phonebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not him, oh, no not her, they're too busy, way too busy to tend to my unimportant, selfish, childish problems. No, not them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh, not them either, I can't let them see the weaker side of me, I've a reputation to keep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Soon after, she reached 'Z'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hannah had nobody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In a slumped position, she heard a song, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;as if a voice of an angel, singing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want to let Jesus love me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;put his arms around me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;lift me high so I can see that I am beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want to let Jesus love me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;put his arms around me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;lift me high so I can see the beauty of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then, she smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For that voice, of which was far too familiar, she realized,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;was none other than her own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry ah! I'm a story person. (: Let me know if you like more stories and I'll gladly sniff out more for you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="textArticleDetail"&gt;Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.&lt;br /&gt;Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.&lt;br /&gt;It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us.&lt;br /&gt;We ask ourselves,&lt;br /&gt;who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and fabulous?&lt;br /&gt;Actually, who are you not to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; You are a child of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-955649136007944653?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/955649136007944653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=955649136007944653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/955649136007944653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/955649136007944653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/05/she-slumped-back-down-on-to-cold-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-981645523445318967</id><published>2008-05-13T11:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T11:45:49.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE PEBBLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE LULU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE CARISSA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-981645523445318967?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/981645523445318967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=981645523445318967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/981645523445318967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/981645523445318967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-love-pebble.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-7817554682803835148</id><published>2008-05-13T11:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T11:36:52.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8hONm-c5fTg/SCkL4VDF4vI/AAAAAAAAAeo/EKAzYZUi35c/s1600-h/CUTE+JIEJIE+AND+ME.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199700307126641394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8hONm-c5fTg/SCkL4VDF4vI/AAAAAAAAAeo/EKAzYZUi35c/s320/CUTE+JIEJIE+AND+ME.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, this is cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOT NOW. All you horrible poophead ninkampoops who use the word "cute" in MSN convos and smses and what not, grrrrrrrr. I'm growling at you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT THIS PHOTO IS !! hahaha. Okay everyone, go "awwww". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA I FEEL SO EGO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but this is supposedly the nicest photo I have with my sis. Actually I think so lah. Can you tell which one I am! :D whooooooo. Guess guess. LOL SO LAME. I hope it's obvious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway! Go look through your old photos, especially if you have like, 1174 of them, like me -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laughs guarenteed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-7817554682803835148?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/7817554682803835148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=7817554682803835148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7817554682803835148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7817554682803835148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/05/okay-this-is-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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://bp1.blogger.com/_8hONm-c5fTg/SCkL4VDF4vI/AAAAAAAAAeo/EKAzYZUi35c/s72-c/CUTE+JIEJIE+AND+ME.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126616604901470882.post-2140548782551761630</id><published>2008-05-13T07:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T07:42:38.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/9vYgvFihDH/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/9vYgvFihDH/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="345" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I couldn't walk away if I tried, your love is better than life!&lt;br /&gt;All your promises won't let go of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;AHHH. :D Good morning people. :D&lt;br /&gt;It's 7.23 AM and Jayna is smiling. Big big big smiling. :D&lt;br /&gt;What a nice song to wake up to, Promises-Desperation Band. :D&lt;br /&gt;Then it reminded me that really, God has a promise and we needn't fear, cos our powerful Daddy is here! And he's got unfulfilled promises lined up for us &lt;3 Cross rainbows yeah(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My precioussssssssss JOAN CHEW is coming today :D&lt;br /&gt;SEXY. I'm not gonna be alone anymore!! :D Whoot and ohman what an AWESOME bonus to be able to see a megalifer on a weekday. (: Tell you ah, God really is good :D Central 2 was made for each other. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;POWER 7 VIVO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Met with Jodie at the bus stop at my house arnd 10, she was freaking out cos she apparently saw MAS SELAMAT -_- She didn't dare report. So all reading, beware, he's around. Haha, seriously! :D Heh. Anddddddd then we went to Vivo! Met Ariel and Hannah then Daphne! :D HAD A SUPER EARLY LUNCH -_- Then we went to the movie, the whole cinema was like, students -.- SUPER FUNNY OKAY. Some lame guys in front were going, "HA. HA. HA" Before the whole movie started. Then our smart hannah, went to go "SHUTUP LAH YOU" and start throwing popcorn. Then everyone was throwing popcorn -.- okayyyyyyy.? IRONMAN is FUNNY OKAY. Haha. Actually not funny. -.- But then the part where the blood vessels pop out, it's COOL okay :D Must learn to chillax, (: Heh then shopping, we identified clothes according to the teachers they suited, and we did that according to the 2 most worst dressed teachers in our school. (OMG SANJANA!!! HAHAHAHA) So yup, the honours went to MRS KAREN TAY AND MS EMILY LOW. HAHAHAHA. "That's so tey", "that's so low". HAHAHA. Took a long ride back, and I was thinking of the central outing we had to sentosa. FUN. :D memoirs of a jayna (: HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TAN/MOO GATHERING DINNER :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;HAHAHAHA, I tell you. Family gathering always got some stupid reason to laugh, and yesterday was SO rare, because our topic laughter was over MEGALIFERS who were in BRING IT ON. :D I realize ALOT of centrals people were in bring it on okay! Heather(dancer), Alisa(singer), Jae(actor), Sherwyn(actor), Me(actress) and non centrals got Jeremy! I think? LOL I can't exactly tell but it looks exactly like him. HAHA THE RED LIPSTICKKKKKKK AHAHAHHAA. Okay my sister and I were laughing like MAD. -_- Then my family was like, ??!????! then they started looking at lamepoo photos. ARGH. So ugly. HAHA MY SISTER LAST TIME KEEP TRYING TO DO THOSE SHAMPOO ADVERTISEMENT, THE ONE THE HAIR FLY HERE FLY THERE LOL, then got alot of those photos! HAHAHAHA. Actually I not any better, I keep taking photos of every corner of the house -.- HAHAHA. okay lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway as usual my dear potai ate around 6 rounds of asparagus (:&lt;br /&gt;That's right, eat eat eat. :D&lt;br /&gt;HAHA I still remember the way her face lights up at the word ICE CREAM. She had 24 scoops the last time they went for a buffet. Goodness. Haha! Oh here's the logic for 2 sides of my family when we go buffet.&lt;br /&gt;Tan: EAT EAT EAT EAT EAT EAT EAT EAT EAT and next day EAT EAT EAT EAT EAT somemore.&lt;br /&gt;Moo: EAT EAT EAT EAT EAT LIKE MAD, even SUPER FULL ALSO STILL EAT. Then the next 3 days don't eat -_____________- HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm looking forward to when bui bui comes over and craps. :D I promise photos(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All your promises won't let go of me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-2140548782551761630?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/2140548782551761630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=2140548782551761630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/2140548782551761630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/2140548782551761630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-couldnt-walk-away-if-i-tried-your.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-6160787261250686191</id><published>2008-05-11T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T22:51:58.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All you who are tired of trying to reach out&lt;br /&gt;All you who are running out of ideas&lt;br /&gt;All you who are vexed over the time constraints&lt;br /&gt;All you who are weary and burdened&lt;br /&gt;Run back to the one who can do all things.&lt;br /&gt;Quoted by my dearest &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bus buddy&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The very same hands that created the universe are holding our lives-we can be rest assured"&lt;br /&gt;Prayer For A Friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EN3D0Carn3U&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EN3D0Carn3U&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sooooo sweet. I'd sing it to so many people :D hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;But then again it wouldn't be sweet if I sang it, hoho.&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell! Anyway if you guys are in for a shocker to jilt you back to the reality that time IS running out, and COULD end for one of your friends ANYTIME, go search "a letter from hell" in youtube. The first one that comes out is it. It's shocking, seriously. Nothing that SCARY lah, but if you imagine your friend's voice saying it, it's really scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to reach far, reach wide :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The very same hands that created the universe are holding us-we are safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-6160787261250686191?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/6160787261250686191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=6160787261250686191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/6160787261250686191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/6160787261250686191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/05/all-you-who-are-tired-of-trying-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-3210440452285172083</id><published>2008-05-11T14:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T15:12:03.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y242/angiealan123/i-am-a-banana.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y242/angiealan123/i-am-a-banana.gif" alt="" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How good it is to begin my post with a freako banana. Oh and WHAT IS PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME -_________- okay maybe I'm slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright friday night started off quite good, CELINA HAN YOU OWE ME A PRIZE:D&lt;br /&gt;(I repeat, started)&lt;br /&gt;Had a phone call from crazy people that seriously got me SCARED. -.-&lt;br /&gt;*cough cough* RYAN AND JOAN CHEW.&lt;br /&gt;*cough cough cough*&lt;br /&gt;"Jayna is a naughty girl" (x 100000000000)&lt;br /&gt;"ken leeeeee. tulibu dubi douchoooo, ken leeeeeeeeeeeee, ken lenn meju more.....KEN LEEEEE!"&lt;br /&gt;WAH LAO EH. My ear nearly died. Seriously. And I started laughing like mad, my family thought I was CRAZY. Jialat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew Ryan was half as crazy as Joan. Tsk tsk, I guess it's in the blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAT was SMILE. :D&lt;br /&gt;Heh went to whitesands after that, met the crazy COOL DUDE then SPERM then JOAN NG then JONG. Tralalala.&lt;br /&gt;Went for a crazy lunch, did some STUPID things. Like at BK ahem ahem. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a paiseh day. :D:D:D but not fr me man! :D HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeatherSperm and Jae went to talk to this girl that they thought was Shirleen. LOL SO PAISEH. HAHAHAHA! Loserrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, sperm! D: HAHAHA. WHAT GODZILLA LAH YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then service &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;No praise, but it was awesome :D I enjoyed worship ((:&lt;br /&gt;Word was quite nice, quite funny. HAHA! Carissa sat behind us! :D Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Thennnnnnnnnn! :D Dinner! But I didn't eat so whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then cell! :D Joined with central 3.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime we join with c3 we'll go high one lor. 2 weeks in a row with C3! &lt;3 I love my central family! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;ISAAC/JOANCHEW/CHEEYANN NEVER TELL ME WE COMBINING THEN GAMES WAS SO SCREWED OKAY! hahaha cos we play wacko with chinese names. Then central 2 everyone knows each others' chinese names. so! grrrrrr. Anyway it was okay! ISAAC PROPOSED TO BENTON IN INDIAN ACCENT. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cell discussing was funny. PAMELA'S ABS! &lt;3 sexyyy! :D HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yesterday reminded me that I've got a big big big central family that I love dearly! (: Yup, can't wait for 30th may. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;Okay! Plan for this weeko! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY: Power 7 at VIVO! Whoo the love the love. :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY: Atchoo coming to my hse to gimme cell admin tuition! :D:D:D:D whoo &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY: LAMO SEC 2 CAMP): TRAINING! :D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY AND FRIDAY: SAME AS WEDNESDAY ):&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY: HappyBirthdayJETPLANE! Er got stupid test at VJ, cannot go service ): PAMELA SHAUN VANESSA FIDELIA MAVERICK GETTING BAPTISEDDD! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY: SUPAHLIFO :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-3210440452285172083?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/3210440452285172083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=3210440452285172083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/3210440452285172083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/3210440452285172083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-good-it-is-to-begin-my-post-with.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-2549310433045766260</id><published>2008-05-09T18:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T19:01:40.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT IS FINISHED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Okay I've got quite a few things to say.&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTLY, THANKSGIVING. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank YOU for being so supportive during the period of exams. You never ever EVER ran out, you never EVER failed me. That is, until today. But it's rather expected. Good things never last forever. I'm really really extremely grateful for what you've done for me. Even though you're more or less gone now, you'll forever live in my heart. I love you. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; #2 And of course YOU. You've been with me throughout my entire preparations for the exams ((: you've helped me along, you guide me. And when I make mistakes, you're there to clean up my mess. It's been so nice having you around, really. (: So sad I didn't have you right there with me in my exams, it would have been SO awesome. But still. I know you're draining fast, but trust me, I'll fill you right back up again. Thanks for being there for be. :D I love you. &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no doubt, YOU GUYS. &lt;3 My precious precious friends. I shall NAME you out. :D Jodie, Jinni, Hannah, Celina, Daphne, Ariel, Sanjana(HAHAHA), Shasha, Sarah, More of 2E3, Edrea, AlexShit, CENTRAL2-Joan CHEW! Joan NG! Joanne! Persis, moremoremoremoremore, and of course, Carissa, Jae, Lianne, Gillian, HeatherSperm, Tiziana and SO MANY MORE &lt;33. Thankyousomuch! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Okaylemmetellyouahmyexamsarelikeidunnowhatyoumightcallit.butthere'snoway,nowaytomaintainmystandard. Only JINNI would read that. I'd like to acknowledge her, AS THE MIGHTY JINNI. JINNI THE GREAT. &gt;&lt; AND CLARE LIM MIN THANKYOU SO MUCH. I owe you seriously.&lt;br /&gt;BIGTIME. Thankyouu :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so today Jodie and I went out. :D&lt;br /&gt;I know this makes St Margs girls sound SO deprived and muggerish, but seriously, it was really weird to be out again. We felt weird to be out and not have the feeling of having to rush home to study. Seriously. And we made it really kua zhang. I love jodie &lt;33 thanks for being with me today :D:D:D ohohoh and thanks for making me laugh with the whole TOOT TOOT TOOT ANGster crap. :D:D:D HAHAHA! Long time no laugh, really :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES.&lt;br /&gt;[just a few cos JTG has to go soon. see lah you.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8hONm-c5fTg/SCQr6XGPY1I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/G-HksitBWvQ/s1600-h/WHOOOO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8hONm-c5fTg/SCQr6XGPY1I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/G-HksitBWvQ/s320/WHOOOO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198328151524991826" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that [a dagger I see before me?] AN OPEN SPACE? wowwwwww :D we're out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8hONm-c5fTg/SCQr6HGPY0I/AAAAAAAAAdI/eDot9JZODQM/s1600-h/FUSHIGI+YUGI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8hONm-c5fTg/SCQr6HGPY0I/AAAAAAAAAdI/eDot9JZODQM/s320/FUSHIGI+YUGI.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198328147230024514" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source A tells me that borders sells fushigi yugi and other manga. This is evident in how Jodie and Jayna visited Borders today and found them sitting safely on the bookshelves. Therefore, I can conclude that borders DOES sell manga. (SEE! For JTG and Celina&lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hONm-c5fTg/SCQr53GPYyI/AAAAAAAAAc4/WpoRXMPuydE/s1600-h/ST+MARGS+GRAFFITI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8hONm-c5fTg/SCQr53GPYyI/AAAAAAAAAc4/WpoRXMPuydE/s320/ST+MARGS+GRAFFITI.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198328142935057186" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRITTEN BY JODIE &lt;3 on the grafitti walls in the orchard underpass. It was a really good idea. OH YEAH ON THE WALL OPPOSITE THERE WAS LIKE "JAY WAS HERE" THEN JODIE WAS LIKE, EYYYYYY! ADD A 'NA'! HAHAHA :D It was funnyyyyyyyyy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8hONm-c5fTg/SCQr6HGPYzI/AAAAAAAAAdA/yb6DY4maS4I/s1600-h/SUNLIGH%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8hONm-c5fTg/SCQr6HGPYzI/AAAAAAAAAdA/yb6DY4maS4I/s320/SUNLIGH%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198328147230024498" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNLIGHT :D FREEDOM :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay before I end off I shall share the jokes of the day. :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1-Walk here walk there, bang here bang there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jodie walked into the GENERAL OFFICE doors. Not walked past or walked towards, walked INTO. Then there was the whole "GONGGGGGGGGGGG" sound. HAHAHAHA!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I walked into the mirror of a shop in fareast. no funny no laugh-y okay.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jodie walked into the toilet doors of BORDERS. AHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHA! omygoodness. seriously super funny. Then also got the "GONGGGGGGGG" sound. HAHAHA&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;#2-Jodie (bigbigbigbigbig) HEARTS SJI.&lt;br /&gt;I know she's gonna kill me for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;We walked through the city link pass.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Came out the other side, trying to go to city hall.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The underpass to city hall was gone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CRAPPPPPPPP. how???&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SJI boys walk pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jodie turns to go back to city link.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jayna goes "OI LET'S STALK THEM" -____________-&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HAHAHAHA. OKAYOKAY.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stalk stalk stalk. After walking awhile&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;WE REACHED! :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then Jodie was saying really softly "they knew we were trying to go there, they could have told us right"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;THEN WITH A SUPER SUPER CRAPPY BIMBO FAKISH VOICE, SHE "SHOUTS" AT THEM SOFTLY, WHO WERE LIKE A FEW STAIRCASES AWAY, "YOU COULD HAVE TOLD US, RIGHTTTTTT?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;THEY TURNED AROUND.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;JODIE PAISEHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH :D HAHAHAHA&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;SUPER FUNNY LAH. THE GUYS WERE LIKE -________________-. anyway LOL I also a few days ago super -.- at SJI boys. One of them were like saying to me when I was walking home, "ST MARGS GIRL, THEIF! GO CHASE! GO! GO!" When he was pointing to his friend holding his specs -_________________- wah lao eh. I just walked away HAHAHAHA. I bet that hurt his pride. &gt;&lt; Who ask you so lame lah! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooooooooookay. :D if you guys wanted to know who I dedicated #1 and #2 to,&lt;br /&gt;It's my precious precious precious..&lt;br /&gt;#1: My BLACK Jetstream Pen! :D&lt;br /&gt;#2: MY CORRECTION TAPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yahooooooooooligans. I love POWER 7. I really cannot wait for monday. BTW JINNI YOU'RE PONING BAND. I CALLED YOUR TEACHER AND TOLD HER ALREADY. :D Okay okay okay okay okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MYEs, I'll miss you. :D&lt;br /&gt;Power 7, I love you! :D&lt;br /&gt;Central 2 &lt;3333333333 AH okay I can't even begin to describe my excitement for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL SO FREEEEEE :D&lt;br /&gt;So won't you break free! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-2549310433045766260?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/2549310433045766260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=2549310433045766260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/2549310433045766260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/2549310433045766260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-is-finished.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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://bp2.blogger.com/_8hONm-c5fTg/SCQr6XGPY1I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/G-HksitBWvQ/s72-c/WHOOOO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126616604901470882.post-7844874878962333688</id><published>2008-05-04T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T22:01:23.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'd expect this to be my last post till it's over.&lt;br /&gt;Till it's all over, over, over. :D&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou JINNI. Just feel like saying it :D heh. For making me laugh, and for what we're gonna pull off tomorrow &lt;3! Thanks for being a great clown. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next post shall begin with SUPER HUGE RED FONTS, reading,&lt;br /&gt;"IT IS FINISHED"&lt;br /&gt;Aw man, now I'm feeling so desperate for it to be over. ): but it will be! :D Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay 2 things to leave with you guys for 4 days (:&lt;br /&gt;STOP AND STAREEEE okay! :D heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTLY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am guilty of this.&lt;br /&gt;6 out of the 7 are guilty of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Does anybody hear her? Does anybody see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Or does anybody even know she's going down today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Under the shadow of our steeple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; With all the lost and lonely people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Searching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we loving the unloved?&lt;br /&gt;Is our heart breaking over what breaks his?&lt;br /&gt;Or are we just letting them pass by?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP AND STARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECONDLY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm saying this! But I just feel that alot of people have been hurt by the things of this world. Like things that God did NOT make, as expected (I guess) are turning back to hurt us now. I can list at least 10 things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Handphoneee.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MSN&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blogs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tagboards&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;TV&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Money&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fashion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Results&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Popularity&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;____________(fill in the blank yourself)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Don't let your heart be pierced by these things okay. :D&lt;br /&gt;Give yourself a break, you deserve it :D BREAK FREE! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing that myself (: And so are 3 of my friends who are truly near and dear to me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiayouuuuuuuuuu &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. So, that's 4 days worth of ranting. :D&lt;br /&gt;When I'm back it'll be FINISHED :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop and stare.&lt;br /&gt;Stop and stare.&lt;br /&gt;Stop and stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song is that man, never even hear before. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay to sweeten your hearts for these 4 days;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Jodie, Jinni, Celina, Hannah, Daphne, Ariel, Joan Chew, Joanne, JoanNg, Persis, Amelia, Charis, Isaac, Chee Yann, Jiaru, Kendrick, Amberlie, Crystal, Heather, Tiziana, Mozes(HAHA SORRY-_-areyouokay!), rest of central 1,2,3, Carissa, Jae, Lianne, Gillian, Shirlyn, Net, Gera, Andrea, St Margs RG, sixeffers, 2E3 and 1E4, XIAOJITI'07, Alex and Elaine and more more MOAR. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;It's cominggggg(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY YOU CAN TELL I DON'T WANT TO END THIS POST MAN. ):&lt;br /&gt;okay 4 day fight. :D&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh I know how I can end. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT HEAD I HATE YOU &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-7844874878962333688?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/7844874878962333688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=7844874878962333688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7844874878962333688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7844874878962333688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/05/id-expect-this-to-be-my-last-post-till.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-2860534412308997278</id><published>2008-05-02T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T22:25:55.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank God for laggy printers, I'm sneaking on the comp while my science prints just to squeeze in a quick post for my dear girls &lt;333.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU JINNI :D&lt;br /&gt;I know you swore you were gonna kill me, but we love you okay! :D HAHAHA. Aww. Cute lah. They made me laugh over MSN today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me declare it LOUD AND PROUD, I LOVE POWER 7! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Celina first :D&lt;br /&gt;She deleted me over MSN D: hahaha. and she called me her "brother". RARE MAN. Lucky now I'm not expected to do any mickey mouse and eiffel tower thing. LOL ONE FOUR DO YOU REMEMBER. THE BROTHER HOOD AND THE PUSSY ACADEMY. LOL. :D Thankyou celina! &lt;3 heh. (and thanks for writing about me in your chinese paper 2. Lol. Sweet(:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next MSN convo. :D&lt;br /&gt;JODIE, JINNI and then later ARIEL.&lt;br /&gt;*ahem ahem*&lt;br /&gt;I mean! HU JIN TAO, DENG XIAO PING AND QIN SHI HUANG! &lt;3 haha and I was mao zi dong. :D LOL we were so lame lah. So from now on,&lt;br /&gt;Jinni=Mojojojo&lt;br /&gt;Jodie=Bubbles&lt;br /&gt;Jayna=Blossom&lt;br /&gt;Ariel=Buttercup&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I'm a blossom, according to JTG. -.- WHAT IS BLOSSOM LIKE? D: hahaha. That made me laugh alot. Cos Jodie kept having to poo! HAHAHA. &lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thennnnnnnnn THE ULTIMATE.&lt;br /&gt;PRANK OF THE CENTURY&lt;br /&gt;JODIE AND JAYNA PRANK! &lt;3 hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Basically. we're on a conference call, and Jodie tells the "victim" that a china woman is looking for her. And then the china woman (me) goes asking questions like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do you have a boyfriend?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why not?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Are you lesbian? (LOL JINNI OMG)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What do you do when you need to pee?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;LOL OMG SO FUNNY. Thanks Hannah, Daphne, Edrea, Becky (tan), Jinni and Jingying for playing along! :D HAHAHA. I hope Torres doesn't read this, cos we're gonna prank her. :P haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyyyyyyy. Final joke of the day,&lt;br /&gt;played by my dearest CLOWN,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JINNI THE GREAT. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In english class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jayna gets a letter from Jinni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Woman, I'm desperately studying for science.&lt;br /&gt;Can you help me?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me the height of lameness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OH-PLEASE, like I haven't heard that. Come on I was the one who told you lah loser. :P&lt;br /&gt;Then Jayna says out loud in the middle of the silent english class in the super act cute bimbo ah lian voice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;MY HEIGHT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lol and jinni laughs her CRAPPY SCARY WITCHY PEACHY LAUGH. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;POWER 7 IS THE LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love love love love :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-2860534412308997278?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/2860534412308997278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=2860534412308997278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/2860534412308997278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/2860534412308997278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/05/thank-god-for-laggy-printers-im.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-2067429004331139594</id><published>2008-04-30T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T21:24:17.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have never walked on water,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;felt the waves beneath my feet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But at your word Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll receive your faith to walk on oceans deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Feels like a long time since I felt this free (:&lt;br /&gt;Free = Time to do other things other than studying. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is STUDY OVERNIGHT DAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had Jinni's company, that she OWES me. She owes me alot of things ((: LOL. At least she paid me back for the bus ride. :D I know you're reading this. EH YOU AH BETTER NOT TAG ANYMORE CRAP. Remember I can always sue you for what you said! (msn convo MUAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! FLASHBACKKKKKKKKKKK (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd describe this day to be completely useless.&lt;br /&gt;We went to school, did UNSW Science.&lt;br /&gt;I promise, I seriously tried REALLY REALLY REALLY hard to stay awake. But wah lao eh. So lame lah, so boring and it was a tuesday morning after the chinese exam -.- And the worst thing is cos I'm reg 20 I've to sit infront, RIGHT IN FRONT OF MRS KWOK. Wahlaoehhh. But whatever! :D&lt;br /&gt;Then had recess, crap crap crap like mad.&lt;br /&gt;After that we did MATH PAPER. HAHAHA FUN LAH. :D Super fun. I love doing math papers. :D:D and that stupid lao cock cock thought it was a test. So when I talked to sanju he was like "shshsh, no talking, it's a testttttttttttttt" I love lao cock cock! :D NOT!. -.- Anyway yup was DESPERATELY trying to compare answers with Celina. :D LOL IT WORKED. Just squeezed some deliberate stretches and stuff inside. (: LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Music! :D Last music lesson of secondary school life. It didn't end off with much of a bang, but music this year has been awesome for me. Thank you SUPER KAWAII (Ad this is for you -_-) &lt;33&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;) thankyou! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And, I remember,&lt;br /&gt;how you found me,&lt;br /&gt;in the very same place.&lt;br /&gt;All my failures surely would have drowned me,&lt;br /&gt;still you made a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Okay I forgot when this happened. But try to imagine (and laugh)&lt;br /&gt;Lao Cock Cock: All those in my chinese class, you're having ORAL today.&lt;br /&gt;That chinese class students: HARRRRRR LAO SHI!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: (In some weird kind of chinese LOL SORRY HANNAH IT WAS SUPER CUTE)Ke shi jing tian bu ke yi!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah wo men jing tian bu ke yi!&lt;br /&gt;Jin-ni: Wo men hai mei you zun bei!&lt;br /&gt;2E3: Shi lah lao shi!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Lao shi!!!!!!! OIIII!!!!!!! Aiyoo!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Lao Cock Cock: HAIYO OKAY LAH OKAY LAH.&lt;br /&gt;2E3: YEAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later got a MASS THANK YOU from alot of people thanking all of us for helping out to CONFUSE the lao cock cock cos we were not from his chinese class -.- I bet no one gets it. ANYWAY THIS IS SURE TO MAKE JINNI LAUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are my freedom,&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, you're the reason,&lt;br /&gt;I'm kneeling again at your throne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today was...okay! :D&lt;br /&gt;HAHA I DUNNO LAH. But prayer group was sweet! :D Heh. First time we had a group larger than 10. Now I know how Isaac feels when the cell grows. And Joan Ng and Joanne and Joan Chew. Heh. Ahhh. (: It's just gonna get better. Keep fighting, SM cell! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Yeah anyway I can't remember much except 2/3 laughing like MAD at Ms Low's outfit today. SANJEHNEH AHHHHHH -.- HAHA THAT GIRL SERIOUSLY MAKES ME LAUGH LIKE MAD. Oh oh oh! We played angel and mortal today! Anyway yup it didn't last. MY ANGEL WAS EXACTLY THE SAME AS LAST YEAR &lt;33&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Eeek. Paiseh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway(: It's LABOUR DAY tomorrow! :D&lt;br /&gt;Okay I shall do exactly that. Go into labour! OF STUDYING LAH TOOTHEAD JINNI. :D Heh.&lt;br /&gt;So ta-ta! :D SHALL START ON OVERNIGHT STUDYING WHICH IS THE LOVE &lt;33. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Carissa and Joan Ng! :D The 2 cute people that make me laugh like mad. I MEAN I MEAN. Desperate (for..?) Joan and Anti Lizard and Roaches Car! :D JOANNE AND JOAN CHEW AND PERSIS AND CENTRALS AND POWER 7! &lt;3 you too :D heh. Tomorrow central 3 got outing! UNFAIR. But nevermind. CENTRAL 2! :D STUDY HARD!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay stop procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where would I be with you here in my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nowhere, absolutely nowhere and I'm proud of it! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-2067429004331139594?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/2067429004331139594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=2067429004331139594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/2067429004331139594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/2067429004331139594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-have-never-walked-on-water-felt-waves.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-2906452363603291955</id><published>2008-04-28T15:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T15:33:41.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay me I finally know what my name means! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayna = Faith&lt;br /&gt;Tan = (?) something you get after sitting under the sun for a long time :D&lt;br /&gt;Yi Hui = Remembering God's grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D Yahooloolooloo. :D&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it's scientifically proven, but I think when you study too much, you either can't sleep, or catch yourself staring into space enjoying the wind and some fruits or you find yourself bursting into random splurts of weird sounds. LIKE,&lt;br /&gt;"BLAHLALALA"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay that's often heard in the tan's house here on mount sinai (where my dad recieved the 10 commandments. Isaac is LAME-.-) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tralala.&lt;br /&gt;Languages over. :D YEAH MAN :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling super happy about that now :D because languages are boring. D:&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was (ohjesuspleasehelpme)&lt;br /&gt;HAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay before I end off, I've gotta thank 2 people for being so sweeeeeeeeeet to me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CARISSA! :D&lt;br /&gt;haha your blog uber sweet! (: heh. Thanks so much! :D I love you too! &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joan Chew! :D&lt;br /&gt;YOUR BIRTHDAY TODAY :D&lt;br /&gt;Read my email &lt;3 HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! :D I'm gonna "study hard"&lt;br /&gt;And then death note 2 later. :D&lt;br /&gt;With the company of Alex (&lt;333333) and I guess a bowl of bananas. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's lonely and happy jayna! :D&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes loneliness can be GOOD :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tralala. A 3 day week. :D&lt;br /&gt;Almost saturday already :D&lt;br /&gt;Love! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-2906452363603291955?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/2906452363603291955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=2906452363603291955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/2906452363603291955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/2906452363603291955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/04/yay-me-i-finally-know-what-my-name.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-6212240569200640089</id><published>2008-04-25T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T23:20:09.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, I've got some time to update.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise when I'm the most tired, I update (:&lt;br /&gt;All is well, Jayna is fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been receiving sweet notes this week.&lt;br /&gt;From Ariel,&lt;br /&gt;From JTG and Torres,&lt;br /&gt;From Jodie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, guys &lt;3 Oops, I mean girls. :D haha. I know JTG's gonna be particular about that. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that the note from Jinni and Celina was extremely GAY to the max?&lt;br /&gt;In front: To Jayna Tan. Love, JTG and Torres.&lt;br /&gt;Back:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I asked God for a flower,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he gave me a bouquet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I asked God for a second,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he gave me a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I asked God for true love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he gave me that too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I asked God for an angel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and he gave me YOU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Um, okay. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When I got it I literally coughed super loud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay, I shall write about today's english exam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Paper 1, all was well. Jodie and I used our "special technique". :D Sounds like things will be going good as long as the stupid speech doesn't pull us down.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jodie was pro. :D Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We both wrote finish quite early, so yup (: FREE AND SUPER BORED D: D: D: Ohwells. She wrote me a note -.- GOODNESS JODIE! hahaha, but sweet. Thanks &lt;33&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh, speaking of which, I SHALL WRITE ABOUT MY ENCOUNTER WITH THE "HUGE".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After recess, the "huge" walked into class. I think she was about 1.8m? Or taller? I just instinctively remember her being gigantic. Anyway. She put the comprehension questions on my table, and me being the don't-think-too-much Jayna, just passed the papers down. Then stone. Then I realised Shasha was like, pass down meh? Then I was like "CRAP. CRAP. CRAP" By then the giant was like a few rows away. Quickly, I signalled to Jodie to pass the papers back. Goodness! It was seriously scary. (Not to mention the fact that I was afraid of the huge) Anyway! Hannah helped me to signal and later on, MUCH MUCH LATER, Jodie, who was sitting behind me, collaborated all the papers. But the huge was standing write in front of me (I'm sitting right infront, in the CENTRE of the class-suay right). Then she suddenly turned around to write something on the board. Then I quickly turned around to get the papers from Jodie. By then half the class was seriously controlling their laughter. Like, their face was RED. Super funny! Then just in time, the huge turned around. Then she was like "WHY ARE YOU STILL HOLDING THE PAPERS? PASS THEM DOWN LAH" WAH LAO EH. -.- Then the class started laughing like 123456789!! D: UGH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, that was my encounter with the huge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I shall be jotting down my encounter tomorrow (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;JTG go learn violin, seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And stop playing me bits and pieces of pro violinists playing the theme song of teletubbies and power rangers and whatnot -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-6212240569200640089?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/6212240569200640089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=6212240569200640089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/6212240569200640089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/6212240569200640089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/04/finally-ive-got-some-time-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-3719781840551615351</id><published>2008-04-25T18:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T18:18:19.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here to bring a bright shining SMILE to your gloomy day today (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're feeling EMO shine a BRIGHT torch right at your face and you'll suddenly realise there are LOTS more things in life to look FORWARD to :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's the WEEKEND. there's the BREAK :D there's your FRIENDS who would ALWAYS be there for YOU whenever you need THEM (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOST of ALL, there's JESUS CHRIST who DIED for YOU on the CROSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ULTIMATE SACRIFICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMBRACE it. LOVE it. RECIEVE it, APPRECIATE it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMILE, LAUGH CAUSE SMILE LAUGH SMILE LAUGH = SMILE LAUGH (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-3719781840551615351?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/3719781840551615351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=3719781840551615351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/3719781840551615351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/3719781840551615351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/04/here-to-bring-bright-shining-smile-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jae</name><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-126616604901470882.post-7117366301215782596</id><published>2008-04-22T19:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T19:54:34.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All is well, and is going to be better (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the exception that there's violin tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Yay, my weekly dose of scolding from the big fat pig. (That's really his name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace? Yup peace :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Joan Chew &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha this post is totally broken up into weirddddd paras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay anyway I'm into the mugging like crazy mood now so I'm not quite sure when I'm next gonna post. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read Shirlyn's blog. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I. Need. To. Catch. Up. With. 6. People. I. Realize. I. Miss. Very. Much. )):&lt;br /&gt;GILLIAN TAN LISI&lt;br /&gt;NETASHYA ESMON&lt;br /&gt;SHIRLYN TEO YIH PEI&lt;br /&gt;GERALDINE LIAO MUN PING&lt;br /&gt;ANDREA LAU RUI QI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember. brief. times.&lt;br /&gt;:D I miss you guys alot.&lt;br /&gt;I saw 3 recently, I see one everyday :D&lt;br /&gt;The one who's always smiling at me even though she's saying "Girls please move faster"&lt;br /&gt;Haha PREFECTTTTTTTTTTTT :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And andreaaaaaaaaaa. (: Must come back again. Okayokayokay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE MUST MEET.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HPPS 2006 B Div Optional! &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-7117366301215782596?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/7117366301215782596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=7117366301215782596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7117366301215782596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7117366301215782596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/04/all-is-well-and-is-going-to-be-better.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-1879798357152632787</id><published>2008-04-20T18:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T18:59:11.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PHONE FAST. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayna Tan Yi Hui is going on a phone fast as of 20 April 2008.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea when I'm gonna stop.&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's NO particular person or matter that made me do this.&lt;br /&gt;Really, there isn't.&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to do it for a really long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a pity God had to teach me to do in such a hard way.&lt;br /&gt;Yup. But. Still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will listen and obey! (And I know edrea's going, "to the voice of truth!") haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend has been miserable! but it's gonna get better. :D&lt;br /&gt;Because that stupid palm sized machine is making jayna sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys (:&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;guys too &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-1879798357152632787?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/1879798357152632787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=1879798357152632787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/1879798357152632787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/1879798357152632787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/04/phone-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-3247324069658002300</id><published>2008-04-19T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T23:53:37.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE JOAN CHEW.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JOAN CHEW.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JOAN CHEW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE C2.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE C2.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE C2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's tough, but because there's love in everyone, I'm just going to keep loving! :D&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I can't help but suspect that I'm living in a joke! :D Haha that sounds so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I'M ANTI EMO, THANKYOU(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;Will&lt;br /&gt;Still&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-3247324069658002300?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/3247324069658002300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=3247324069658002300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/3247324069658002300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/3247324069658002300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-love-joan-chew.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-7353333773893357993</id><published>2008-04-16T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T20:56:50.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people! :D&lt;br /&gt;I doubt I'll be blogging much till the 9th of may, but yup. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was 2.4. ): It was supposed to be (:&lt;br /&gt;Reached school quite late this morning, obviously Jo left for prefect duty already.&lt;br /&gt;Came back, realised that JODIE WAS NOT GOING TO RUN 2.4 WITH ME BECAUSE OF HER STUPID DENTAL THING. Omy goodness, I was seriously panicking, because she's literally the only person I can run with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daphne is sweet &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;"Just run as if she's right beside you, because you know she is"&lt;br /&gt;AWWWWW :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I ran, after which jodie ran in the second round. I sprinted the last lap with her ((:&lt;br /&gt;Sweet lah. :D It's always sweet, the last lap. :D And we push each other on, cos she's really good at stamina and I'm quite okay at speed so yup :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We planned our birthdays already (:&lt;br /&gt;And what we're gonna do after the exams. (:&lt;br /&gt;Had a mini mini mini mini "quarrel" with her the other day :D&lt;br /&gt;But everything ends well as long as you end with I LOVE YOU :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know what, I realised I really can't do it alone,&lt;br /&gt;It's really tough,&lt;br /&gt;and my here (points to something) it hurts like hell):&lt;br /&gt;Argh from now on I'm not gonna do anything alone, I wanna do everything with you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH YOU'RE SO SWEET JODIE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-7353333773893357993?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/7353333773893357993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=7353333773893357993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7353333773893357993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7353333773893357993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-people-d-i-doubt-ill-be-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-8484080663760470890</id><published>2008-04-13T16:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T17:56:03.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOANNEEEEEEEEE &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;my goodness you are one old lady :D HAHA! I love you &lt;3 thanks for being an awesome source of support :D Ohohoh, do you remember this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are my sunshine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my only sunshine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you make me happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when skies are grey,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you never know, dear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how much I love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so please don't take my sunshine away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, and I know what Joanne's gonna say! :D AWWWWW. Haha! Okay I love you! Happy 13th Birthdayyyyy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REWINDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11th April, Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IFD dance was pathetic! HAHA. But it's okay lah (: HAHA I TRIPPED OVER THE BAMBOO :X sorry cooke! D: hahaha. Anyway yup we didn't lose, and that was totally O.O I thought GAGE BROWN WAS AWESOME. Seriously. Actually it was quite lukewarm. UNTIL THE MILO CAME OUT. OMYGOODNESS THAT THING IS THE BOMBZXZXZXZXZ. EVERYONE WAS TALKING ABOUT IT. OMYGOODNESS. I'M LAUGHING THINKING ABOUT IT. THE THING JUST LITERALLY CAME OUT (she's a girl in a milo outfit) AND SHOOK HER BUTT AND DID THE "FLASHER" THING. omygoodnesssss. HAHA! jinni you never come ): CELINA ALSO D: ahhhh. I was lonely okay! D: Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after a super super super rushed recess, met Ms Tan to go for prefects commendation -.- LEFT SUPER EARLY. Forgot to tell anyone that we were leaving, LOL. So we just disappeared. LOL! Kena mini scolding from Ms Tan cos I was a bit late -.- BLEAH. Haha ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached ST ANDREW'S CATHEDRAL! :D Walked in, started freaking out, because the place so so so so so so so ________. (this is NOT a vulgar word) it's just, I really dunno what to say. Ariel knows. Rather intimidating. Very different from megalife. Yup. Oh well. Had practice. :D Ohman, very very very stress. First part kena scolded quite a bit. Crappppppp. but yeah at least it was okay. Later on improved! :D and the choir girls came, 3 of us went into waiting room to crap! :D HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Raffles City for lunch, then went back in time to see the prefects come in. Awww they were so cute ((: heh. OUR PEOPLE HAVE GROWN UP TO BE PREFECTS :D haha. Sweet lah, be thou my vision they walk in super sweet. HAHA I AM MAKING NO SENSE. okay whatever.  Had prefects commendation, quite touching :D Heh. Mingled with Jodie Alex Kareen and Jing Wen after commendation. Talked to some RI boys that know people! :D HAHA. Eugene? hahaha. knows jae and ryan kwan(GOODNESS HAHAHAHAHA). yup :D LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLANETSHAKERS. :D&lt;br /&gt;Highhighighighighighgihighhighhigh. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;Planetshakers and Tim Hughes! &lt;3 hahahaha. MAJESTY WAS SUPER HIGH. Thanks to KELE who accompanied me till Kallang. Then later I was dreaming, then I realised someone was waving his hand in front of me then I was suddenly like WOAH cos down there was Derek! :D HAHA. okay, lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12th April, SATURDAY! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Went for family lunch! :D Then went to study with Carissa and Jae at macs! :D CRAZY PEOPLE :D Haha. I love you 2! &lt;3 hahahaha. Goodness Carissa is mad. Okay. Let me teach you GENERAL KNOWLEDGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are donuts for!&lt;br /&gt;To eat! NOPE, TO WEAR. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone puts a TINY drop of chocolate on you, do NOT spread chocolate all over her hand is it it's like a piece of break, thankyouverymuch? :D LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha she super funnyyyyyyyyyy :D thank me for massaging your legs ah! :D HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;CARISSAHWANGWENYA&lt;br /&gt;JAELEEKAIWEI&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou for yesterday! :D IT WAS FUNNY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megalifeeeeee &lt;3 heh. FUNNY LAH THE SERVICE. Cordelia so funny! HAHA AND SEAN ALSO :D Yay go AO! :D hahahaha, and then JOAN NG YU TING go and SHOUT MY NAME FOR SOMETHING REALLY VERY -.- okay nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAKE FOR JOANG AND JOANNE! :D heh. happy birthday girls &lt;3 I love you! :D&lt;br /&gt;Central 2 had dinner :D (fullstop) anyway! yup then the rest went home and Joan C, Pamela and I stayed to wait for bus/parents. WE WENT FROM SUPER EMO TO SUPER HIGH. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Joan C, Pamela, Gabriel, Benton, Ivan and Carissa! :D For making my saturday not go to waste :D Love you all &lt;33. And the west bus-ers :D heh. :D SORRY DARYL FOR THROWING STUFF AT YOUR HEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got pictures and videos for you guys, will upload soon :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OH BEFORE I FORGET, HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZHENGYI :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go megalife with Genevieve lah :D That cute darling(: HAHA! okay okay ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE A GOOD WEEK AHEAD PEOPLE :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-8484080663760470890?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/8484080663760470890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=8484080663760470890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/8484080663760470890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/8484080663760470890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday-joanneeeeeeeee-3-my.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-9153595990927933909</id><published>2008-04-10T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T19:12:24.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jiayou&lt;br /&gt;jiayou&lt;br /&gt;jiayou&lt;br /&gt;jiayou&lt;br /&gt;jiayou&lt;br /&gt;jiayou&lt;br /&gt;jiayou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll get through this :D&lt;br /&gt;even though I know you'll never see this.&lt;br /&gt;but we love you alright :D&lt;br /&gt;you'll get through this. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-9153595990927933909?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/9153595990927933909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=9153595990927933909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/9153595990927933909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/9153595990927933909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/04/jiayou-jiayou-jiayou-jiayou-jiayou.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-7390448388162541195</id><published>2008-04-09T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T21:21:06.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2.4 run today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, let's say something encouraging to each other"&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm, oh! Guess what I see?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm?"&lt;br /&gt;"Come to me all you who are weary and burdened and I will give you rest."&lt;br /&gt;"Wow."&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah. Wow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Jodie &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-7390448388162541195?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/7390448388162541195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=7390448388162541195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7390448388162541195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7390448388162541195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/04/2.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-5090949203400304590</id><published>2008-04-08T19:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T19:53:23.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my Carissa and Jetplane :D&lt;br /&gt;They make me laugh lots :D&lt;br /&gt;Awesome 2! &lt;3 heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHELLY LAUGHED AT ME TODAY OKAY): so mean.&lt;br /&gt;Lao kok kok: Who's higher chinese!&lt;br /&gt;Jayna and others: ME!&lt;br /&gt;*Jayna's chair drop* -_____________________________________-&lt;br /&gt;Shelly: HAHA NICE ONE JELLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH LAO SO MEAN LAH SHE ): meano. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Meany&lt;br /&gt;Meany&lt;br /&gt;Meany&lt;br /&gt;Meany&lt;br /&gt;Meany&lt;br /&gt;Meany&lt;br /&gt;SHELLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow. is. gonna. be. tough. I. don't. know. how. I'm. gonna. get. through. it.&lt;br /&gt;But. I. Will! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andtohonourmycutesweetcrazy2girls,torressandjinniI'mgonnatypelikethatforalittlewhile.sorryjinniican'tpostwhatyouwantedmeto,ireallycan't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Gratitudeeeeeeeee(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-5090949203400304590?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/5090949203400304590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=5090949203400304590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/5090949203400304590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/5090949203400304590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/04/ahhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-1391333089965210432</id><published>2008-04-08T16:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T16:43:52.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;please help her family,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;even though she appears to fear nothing, you know the fear in her heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God I pray that Lord even though she doesn't believe in you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;neither does she believe in prayer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you bring her through, you give her a hiding place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And you grant this family strength in all they do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;because now they really need you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And help us all to still praise you through this storm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm prayingggggg (: jiayou celina! :D It's the exact same thing that happened to me, so don't worry, you'll get over it :D I love you, and so does power 7! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today school was so siannnnnnnnnnnnn ): Chinese test I die already lah. but whatever! :D There's one more later this week to redeem me! :D Argh, I feel like being super hardworking now. So! :D I'm not gonna blog that much (: But just to leave you all with the song that's really keeping me going now. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gratitude-Nicole Nordeman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We'll give thanks to You with gratitude&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For lessons learned in how to thirst for You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How to bless the very sun that warms our face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If You never send us rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daily bread, give us daily bread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bless our bodies, keep our children fed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fill our cups, then fill them up again tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wrap us up and warm us through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tucked away beneath our sturdy roofs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let us slumber safe from danger's view this time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or maybe not, not today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe You'll provide in other ways&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And if that's the case,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We'll give thanks to You with gratitude&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A lesson learned to hunger after You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That a starry sky offers a better view&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If no roof is overhead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And if we never taste that bread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, the differences that often are between&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything we want and what we really need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So grant us peace, Jesus, grant us peace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Move our hearts to hear a single beat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Between alibis and enemies tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or maybe not, not today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Peace might be another world away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And if that's the case,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We'll give thanks to You with gratitude&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For lessons learned in how to trust in You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That we are blessd beyond what we could ever dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In abundance or in need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And if You never grant us peace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But, Jesus, would You please?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-1391333089965210432?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/1391333089965210432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=1391333089965210432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/1391333089965210432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/1391333089965210432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/04/god-please-help-her-family-even-though.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-7254534809547397474</id><published>2008-04-07T18:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T18:48:00.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A post for my dearest friend, LOSER. :D Ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;Haha she asked for this post! :D EGO AH SOMEONE. But yeah it's long long overdue.&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to thank her for;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not bearing a grudge or taking it seriously when she was teased among the 7 of us&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being so so so so so weirdly understanding to know each thing I'm going through&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being able to make me smile-ALL THE TIME, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That one time when we talked. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Talked. &lt;/span&gt;(I'm sure she doesn't remember me)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And many many more stuff :D Oh and for the how many many many times she encouraged me about saturday :D Haha she knows how much I love saturdays and central 2. I can easily say she knows at least 5 of my church friends. :D And for doing the PIKA thing with me. Thankyou&lt;33 haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this clown, we're so alike, that almost all the tests we got the same marks since end year exams -.- Ewww she's so like me): HAHA! ohwell. This is exception of our IH exam last year :D Heh. Anyway! :D Rock on loser! :D Haha I love you! &lt;3 awww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And try to be less destructive when you laugh okay :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRATITUDE CAMPAIGN! :D haha&lt;br /&gt;Yeah man I wanna join :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xx1gfiHGvKw&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xx1gfiHGvKw&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The super sweet song is Gratitude by Nicole Nordeman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Send some                      rain, would You send some rain?&lt;br /&gt;                    'Cause the earth is dry and needs to drink again&lt;br /&gt;                    And the sun is high and we are sinking in the shade&lt;br /&gt;                    Would You send a cloud, thunder long and loud?&lt;br /&gt;                    Let the sky grow black and send some mercy down&lt;br /&gt;                    Surely You can see that we are thirsty and afraid&lt;br /&gt;                    But maybe not, not today&lt;br /&gt;                    Maybe You'll provide in other ways&lt;br /&gt;                    And if that's the case&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;We'll                      give thanks to You&lt;br /&gt;                    With gratitude&lt;br /&gt;                    For lessons learned in how to thirst for You&lt;br /&gt;                    How to bless the very sun that warms our face&lt;br /&gt;                    If You never send us rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-7254534809547397474?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/7254534809547397474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=7254534809547397474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7254534809547397474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7254534809547397474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/04/post-for-my-dearest-friend-loser.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-8482028658909753445</id><published>2008-04-07T15:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T16:18:31.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love Nelson Mandela! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmannnnn. POWER 7! :D ahhh. HAHA NE SKIT MAKES ME SMILE OKAY :D heh. Welldone you girls! &lt;3 Sorry to say stars instead of dots. -.- super big mistake. D: but thanks :D heh. It was awesome being a loser. :D Heh. Hannah's the best ***** i've ever seen. HAHA. Not I say one okay! :D It's Jodie Ariel Daphne Celina Jinni (and me lah) say one! :D hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL DONE TO JODIE AND ARIEL AND CRISTINA FOR SINGSPIRATION THIS MORNING! :D&lt;br /&gt;Whoo you girls did well, I'm proud of you (: No worries okay? :D Esp Ariel, relax (: Things will be awesome. Feels like a long time since I last sang with you. ): Friday! &lt;3 Jiayou, even though it's just 2 of us in a big hall, it's not gonna be the music that touch the people's hearts, but God! :D Thanks for teaching me that &lt;3 and the "get your heart right" checklist today! HAHA. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I wrote a note to the power 7 todayyyyy, those lucky freakos. :D Haha. And thanks so so so much celina for accompanying me in chinese class. :D Haha. Thanks that you didn't finish all the li jie wen das too. :D And thanks in advance for calling me tonight to try and act nerds. PLEASE LET ME THANK YOU AGAIN LATER ON BECAUSE WE GET INTO THE SAME CLASS AGAIN. ): argh, I cannot imagine school without Power 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my school, I really do. :D I didn't use to, and the person who knows this best is none other than Jodie, I love her! :D heh. And yup today I told her why now I love school :D And the reason is ____! haha. She said the reason was super cute and sweet (: SEE SEE JAYNA IS SWEET HAR :D heh. And I know I'm really really REALLY blessed to be here. With all these people around me, with the opportunities to serve God. (: I really am blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha sometimes I wonder if I'm God's puppet being used to illustrate how things fit, how puzzle pieces will ever match (: And if I really was that puppet I'm talking about, I think I'm really really blessed. And I'd love love love to be his puppet for the rest of my life (: Haha. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Shocked that things I learnt in school is somewhat related to what I learn in church (:&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me how my brain links these things. I'm a freak :D And I'm proud of it! (:&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Chris Long: Can you imagine a world with no music?&lt;br /&gt;Mr Chua: Can you imagine a world with no sound?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I know I'm retarded. Today english was the &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;It makes no sense, but yeah. It rocked (:&lt;br /&gt;We were told to rank out of a list, which of the above was the most important to us. :D The list was something like,&lt;br /&gt;Money&lt;br /&gt;Gadgets&lt;br /&gt;Cartoons&lt;br /&gt;God&lt;br /&gt;Fashion&lt;br /&gt;Women&lt;br /&gt;Environment&lt;br /&gt;(etc etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WE CHOSE GOD :D Ohman, what an honour :D haha shelly was like, SO EXPECTED..? haha retarded shelly &gt;&lt; Yup and ofcourse Ariel me jodie daphne were writing like mad mad mad mad mad then hannah suddenly ask us to co-ordinate what we were writing into an essay, then our convo was like,&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: Okay ariel what you say?&lt;br /&gt;Ariel: *blah blah blah*&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: Okay Jodie what you say?&lt;br /&gt;Jodie: *blah blah blah*&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: Okay Jayna what you say?&lt;br /&gt;Jayna: *blah blah blah*&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: Eh hello it's not a sermon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH SO MEAN ): HAHAHAHA. But gave us a good laugh. haha! MEANY! D: haha. congrats on IH test. the stupid pro got 18/20. Dunno what karma crap har! D: You believe in it again I whack you. hahaha just kidding! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ask how we face death in the eye and not fear at all?&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, both jodie and I agree,&lt;br /&gt;This strength is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in christ alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-8482028658909753445?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/8482028658909753445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=8482028658909753445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/8482028658909753445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/8482028658909753445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-love-nelson-mandela-d-ohmannnnn.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-3327710705210760140</id><published>2008-04-07T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T15:46:46.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Our greatest fear is not that we are inadequate&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that we are powerful beyond measure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;It is our light, not our darkness, that frightens us.&lt;br /&gt;We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gorgeous, handsome, talented and fabulous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Actually, who are you not to be?&lt;br /&gt;You are a child of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Your playing small does not serve the world.&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing enlightened about shrinking&lt;br /&gt;so that other people won't feel insecure around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;We were born to make manifest the glory of God within us.&lt;br /&gt;It is not just in some; it is in everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And, as we let our own light shine, we consciously give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; other people permission to do the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; As we are liberated from our fear&lt;span class="GramE"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; our presence automatically liberates others.&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/126616604901470882-3327710705210760140?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/3327710705210760140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=3327710705210760140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/3327710705210760140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/3327710705210760140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/04/our-greatest-fear-is-not-that-we-are.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-8722508289512391176</id><published>2008-04-06T18:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T18:14:35.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WARNING: THIS IS NOT AN EMO POST, REALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ask, how do you face death in the eye and treat it as if nothing happened? Where this strength came from? Because you really needed it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, I wish you'd believe me if I told you. I really wish you'd believe me. But you won't. Because you don't even know me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this compassion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's breaking his heart, and it's really really breaking mine ): Ohwell. I wish you knew me. I wish I could help! Watching for afar will never suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, you never know what miracles you can achieve.&lt;br /&gt;A heart of a 14 year old is never too small or too ambitious, because it's a heart made in the image of the very God who created the heavens and the earth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MANZXZX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, I'm NOT emo. :D Thankyou. Really. :D I just wanted to rant because it's so sad. It's sad but I'm not sad. HAHA! Okay, it makes no sense at all. :D But everyone faces it so. :D AND I'm cracking my knuckles less nowadays okay! :D Hahahahaha. Anywayy. Pastor Chris Long has been such a blessing :D Haha. Die then die lor! :D LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of megalifers are going on a 30 day secular music diet. :D Heh. I am too :D Proudly (:&lt;br /&gt;But to me, I dunno, I don't usually listen to secular music anyway. But :D Still! :D It's nice to do things as a whole ministry. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, this bird flew right INTO the glass of my study. I was just using the comp and suddenly there was this really loud BOOM. O.O then I was like..O.O okay I too scared to see what it is. Then 10 min later I finally checked it. There were a few feathers stuck on the glass, but no sign of the bird. Ohwell. Poor bird. Sad, but yup I hope it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This can illustrate! :D WE BETTER OPEN OUR EYES BEFORE WE FLY INTO GLASS. Ohwell. Beware! hahaha. anyway! :D Tomorrow is Jodie's first time doing singspiration. With ariel &lt;3 JIAYOU you 2! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's only 4 days to friday. Only 4. Only 4. Only 4. Only 4.&lt;br /&gt;4 lehhhhhhhhh ): haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyeah, yesterday at my chemical romance :D Pastor Chris Long, he sang IN CHRIST ALONE. Yup and it reminded me of lots of things. Most of all my school, which I really love dearly. :D Yup. Ohwell that song is really sweet :D heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1/4 of 2007! mrs tey says she misses us and she's gonna be coming back soon! :DDDDDD AHHH SCREAM PEOPLE SCREAM! :D :D return of the first teacher we haven't bullied! LONG LIVE MRS TEY!:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; In Christ alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I place my trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And find my glory in the power of the cross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; In every victory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Let it be said of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; My source of strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; My source of hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Is Christ alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There can be miracles when you believe :D HAHA. Alot of music is really getting to me. This overload of christian music is doing me good. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 days.&lt;br /&gt;JUST 4 DAYS.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, something I haven't said in the longest time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE YOU CENTRAL 2! MY SUNSHINES &lt;3333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-8722508289512391176?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/8722508289512391176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=8722508289512391176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/8722508289512391176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/8722508289512391176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/04/warning-this-is-not-emo-post-really.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-3474370405881624764</id><published>2008-04-04T16:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T16:58:06.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love, me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling in loveeeeeeeeeee WITH OLD SONGS :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, me. :D haha! they played it this morning in school, sweet song :D AH! Nowadays I've been really touched by sweet songs. I really really hope they'll carry me through the tough exam time, because I doubt I'd have time to blog and rant my feelings :D You'd be surprised to find out how songs can touch you, alright? Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY PEOPLE RECOMMEND SWEET SONGS. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And power 7! I'm sorry, and it's okay. :D&lt;br /&gt;And edrea! :D I AM NOT CUTEEEEEEEEE ): Please jiayou for dajiti, I was seriously SUPER TOUCHED when I saw you guys training the other day. Super touching okay. :D Things are looking great &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-3474370405881624764?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/3474370405881624764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=3474370405881624764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/3474370405881624764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/3474370405881624764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/04/love-me.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-6734887600207995282</id><published>2008-04-01T20:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T16:25:09.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okayyyyy, yesterday was !! :D FUNNY! :D LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pranksssssss :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GYM TEACHER: Hahahaha we told her gym closing down. SUPER FUNNY. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;) HAHA omy when we told her it was a joke the whole gym started laughing like mad lah! :D Then the indian dance and chinese dance are like..retarded much? HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I told a few people that I broke my wrist at gym, HAHA! Aww they are so sweet. :D They actually believed meeee &lt;3 Aw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST PRANK 2008: GYM SENIORS! wah lao eh ): SCARE ME LAH.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously! YOU GUYS ARE SO REAL CAN D: WAH BIANG. I WAS SO SCAREDDDDDD D: okay at least now you guys know how much we love you and our juniors right! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY PARENTS ALSO PRANK ME &gt;&lt; Wl, seriously scare me lah. Ohmygoodnessssss. FREAKY! Haha. Anyway yeah so I pranked at least 15 people? HAHA! Funnyyyy :D I love april fools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THAT WAS YESTERDAY&lt;br /&gt;This is today! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Ohwell, today was another -.- day.&lt;br /&gt;I learnt something that might stay with me for the rest of my life :D&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU CAN SLEEP THROUGH THE STORM, KNOWING GOD WILL RESCUE YOU, YOU'LL GET THROUGH THE STORM.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and it's like when I came home from school suddenly everyone's like, GET OUT OF THE BOAT. And I'm seriously like, O.O. Because, STORM relates to BOAT. Yeah :D HAHA! Yup, the song VOICE OF TRUTH by casting crowns and Isaac's PM. Yeah thanks for telling me the song. IT'S SUPER NICEEEEE. :D Anyway! Yup, something to encourage SM cell girls cos I know we're really lacking it now, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The giant keeps on telling me&lt;br /&gt;Time and time again. "Boy you'll never win!"&lt;br /&gt;"You'll never win!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But the voice of truth tells me a different story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The voice of truth says, "Do not be afraid!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The voice of truth says, "This is for My glory"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Out of all the voices calling out to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen? (: You girls can do it &lt;3 have faith! :D We've got each otherrrrrr &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Anyway school was like, 2.4 km. GRAH I HATE IT! D: Anyway Jodie and I walked like 90% of the time so yay us! :D HAHA! Lucky it was trial. Hope she's okayyy (: JI terrorist also. After she ran we both were like breathing super loud, cos we were sick! :D HAHAHA. She's cute okay!&lt;br /&gt;Then we practiced our NE skit, super funny. :D A short glimpse,&lt;br /&gt;Jayna: blah blah blah, I've never gotten ANY stars. Every book I drop,&lt;br /&gt;*Jodie walk past, bang me*&lt;br /&gt;Jayna: *Drops book* Oops.&lt;br /&gt;Jodie: Omy goodness will you just get OUT of the way, here you go, one black dot.&lt;br /&gt;Jayna: And everytime I fall,&lt;br /&gt;Ariel: *push me over*&lt;br /&gt;Jayna: AHH! (woah there was this one time i fell it was genuinely painful, LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later...&lt;br /&gt;(SPORTS DAY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: You taking part? You think you can actually win? How many years have I been winning this? WHAT A LOSER.&lt;br /&gt;Jayna: Huh, no, no, no. No, no, no. (GOSTAN)&lt;br /&gt;Celina: Runners to the starting line!&lt;br /&gt;Jayna/Hannah walk to "starting line"&lt;br /&gt;Celina: *BANG!*&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: *run run run*&lt;br /&gt;Jayna: Ahh, I can't! I'm too tired! *shoe drops and scrambles to pick up*&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: *later she walks over and kicks me* Oops, I'm so sorry, I didn't see you. You totally blend in with the road. *to her "gang"* Girls, don't you think she deserves some black spots?&lt;br /&gt;*THEN EVERYONE GO PUT ONE BLACK DOT ON ME*&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly!&lt;br /&gt;Jodie: AH I CANNOT TAHAN ALREADY. OH MAN. JAYNA I LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;Rest of power 7: Yeah me also me also!&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: YEAH SORRY MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA SUPER SWEET LA THEY ALL &lt;3 haha! SO CUTE RIGHTTTTT! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today the IH skit was like OMYGOODNESS HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;"Scholar hai bin dou?"&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! we dunno how to speak jap so we spoke in catonese. HAHA! Ohman, celina super funny sey. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA AND JINNI GET OVER THE STUPID NAMANE. -.- (or is it? maname? -.- haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next friday is freaky lah. -.- PREFECTS COMMENDATION! Doing singspiration with ariel! At first I thought it was normal one, in school. Like every monday that kind. Ohmygoodness, today I found out it's at ST ANDREWS CATHEDRAL. O.O and somemore it's like got people from other schools! D: Oh wait correction, not just people, ALOT OF PEOPLE. At least 2 prefects from each school, and I heard there was SNGS, SCGS, SJI, RGS, RI, SAC? and apparently ALOT of other schools. Omygoodness. JIAYOU! :D haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! :D So yup. I'm gonna post less! :D Ohwells, exams coming what you expect! :D Man &gt;&lt; Exams are so soon. anyway yup this friday is my chemical romance. (: (: yup. Can't wait. Nowadays I go church on fridays most of the time (: YEAH MAN. :D One less day to bear. Anywayyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ohyeahohyeah)&lt;br /&gt;Jelly loves shelly! :D haha you cute person :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE JOANNE! :D HAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-6734887600207995282?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/6734887600207995282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=6734887600207995282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/6734887600207995282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/6734887600207995282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/04/okayyyyy-yesterday-was-d-funny-d-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-6848873820747366731</id><published>2008-03-31T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T21:12:43.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm very busy now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing my CHINESE compo! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell. jiayou to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-6848873820747366731?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/6848873820747366731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=6848873820747366731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/6848873820747366731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/6848873820747366731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-d-im-very-busy-now-doing-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Jae</name><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-126616604901470882.post-2243338537597339873</id><published>2008-03-30T17:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T17:13:21.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm here to bring some smile into this blog (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wide wide smile for all those out there who have been having a really bad start to term 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to let you know that you AREN'T alone. do not let yourself fall into self pity, depression yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are God's child, made in his image. everyone is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter whether you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fat or thin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tall or short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disabled or abled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor or rich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friendless or friendfull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orphan or broken family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smart or stupid according to standards of this world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are loved, 100% loved :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMILE! :D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-2243338537597339873?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/2243338537597339873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=2243338537597339873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/2243338537597339873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/2243338537597339873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/03/hey-im-here-to-bring-some-smile-into.html' title=''/><author><name>Jae</name><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-126616604901470882.post-2370944604221373530</id><published>2008-03-30T08:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T08:49:22.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dramatic ironyyyyyyyy :D&lt;br /&gt;See! I know my lit terms okay!(: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I was just at 2/5 environmental blog. Not bad man! :D They put a lot of effort into it. :D I always thought 2/5 was an awesome class :D Super united.(: heh. Like last year's 1/4! :D Heh. Anyway Grace can really REALLY draw man. She drew our gym shirt design also? yeah. haha. :D Pro-ness.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the irony was.&lt;br /&gt;I was at their blog then there was the song "heal the world". I mean it's a nice song with nice lyrics (I wonder if HPers remember that was the song for one of our years) but then when I suddenly thought about who sang it I was like, -.- oh okay. yay him? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For people that are either really bored or are in need of a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BeRjRxYhz6U&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BeRjRxYhz6U&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA :D Anyway yeah. I got the lollipops from Elaine yesterdayyyyy! :D AH I THOUGHT SHE WAS JUST KIDDING. -_- haha! She got Elias to pass them to me :D There was one for Jason! :D LOL SHE PROMISED, RIGHT! :D haha. Long story (again. -.-) and yup I shall go look for him to pass it to him, maybe next week (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the first time in the year I'm not going to church on a sunday.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really tireddddddddddddddddd ): haha. but at least today got nothing much on can rest.&lt;br /&gt;Oh crap tomorrow singspiration I haven't thought of what to say -.- Okay never mind at least the songs quite familiar. :D Still and Lord I offer you my life(: But I'm alonee. ): haha but nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JONG JUST SIGNED ON! :D&lt;br /&gt;Okay I shall go talk to the crazy woman, bye! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-2370944604221373530?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/2370944604221373530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=2370944604221373530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/2370944604221373530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/2370944604221373530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/03/dramatic-ironyyyyyyyy-d-see-i-know-my.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-5314618777001428746</id><published>2008-03-29T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T23:04:56.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Isaac's surprise was somewhat a success :D&lt;br /&gt;I think he was rather touched (: We really caught him off guard! :D But perhaps a bit too off guard. :/ But it's alright, Isaac! (: heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went to church with Joan C, I really like talking to her. We can just sit there and chat for like 2 hours. Haha I love you Joan! &lt;3 heh. Anyway we were eating lunch then we saw the angel and devil from stolen, HAHA, Khim and Terrence. :D heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to church, started crapping with Carissa:D she did my home e homework. HAHA! :D Anyway then service and cell (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cell was super sweet, I'm not gonna elaborate. It's just heart warming. Something that we all needed. Assurance. Assurance. Assurance. Company company company. Bottomline, love love love. Everyone needs love, company and assurance. Thankyou central 2!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus ride back was (:&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I was talking to Shaun Pam and Moses. :D Heh. They're cute people. They're really nice people. (: Moses is nice :D haha! He has a heart (: haha.&lt;br /&gt;Eh why so emo?&lt;br /&gt;HUH?&lt;br /&gt;I shall tell you what I learned at cell last week. After we die we go to heaven, and everything we did on earth is going to be judged. All the unimportant things we did will be burnt, and all the things we did in God's will is gonna be judged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then blah blah blah. Really cool (: Heh I always knew M1 was a cool cell :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when the 3 of them getting off the bus he was like CHEER UP OKAY! :D It was heartwarmingggggggg(: Haha. Thankyou! :D haha. There's no way he's reading this so whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously drained.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not just physically.&lt;br /&gt;But it's a new week.&lt;br /&gt;God, please give me strength.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-5314618777001428746?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/5314618777001428746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=5314618777001428746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/5314618777001428746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/5314618777001428746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/03/isaacs-surprise-was-somewhat-success-d.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-3315260919963089555</id><published>2008-03-28T16:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T16:40:20.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously physically drained and extremely exhausted. )):&lt;br /&gt;But I'm mentally high to an extent you won't believe :D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to lots of people &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I really went too far in gym yesterday. D: After doing lots of practice for rope and a few routines, I stupidly went to do all the li and kong -.- so retarded right. D: So yeah. Both mine and alex's left knees hurt really badly, we were both practically limping when we walked out of school. So yeah ): It still hurts really much today, both my ankles too! D: No fair man, how come I'm so prone to injury): Anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a funny day :D&lt;br /&gt;Got to school and slackkkk. :D Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, as promised, I shall blog this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah wrote on her fingers, one letter on each: H P F G.&lt;br /&gt;Then she show me and jodie, "see? hannah-plays-for-God!"&lt;br /&gt;Then me and jodie were like, omg omg omg. Ariel you HAVE to see this. O: O:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA then we made it a super big deal then she changed "G" to "H" for hannah -.- haiyo, girl ah! :D Haha but yeah jiayou todayyyy :D Match against CHIJ KC! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah man, tonight will be the surprise bday party for Isaac :D Anyone who tells him this is dead. OH YEAH HAPPY BIRTHDAY CRYSTAL! :D hehe, welcome to central 2! &lt;3 heh. Anyway! :D Yeah tonight's gonna be another HIGH night. I hope I drop at the right bus stop cos my 2 leaders, Chee Yann and Joan Chew not coming! ): wahhh. Okay anyway. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said in the post I accidentally deleted,&lt;br /&gt;I'm really appreciating things around me! :D heh. After reading blogs and unfortunately, having to read articles of poor kids going through many catastrophes how can we not be grateful right! :D heh. I really wish thank you would suffice but it honestly doesn't. Words don't match up! :D Righttt? Heh. Thanks to everyone &lt;3 Whether they've been around or not? Heh. But thanks specially to my dearest brother and sister! &lt;3 heh. Anyway! I can't wait for later other than the fact that I'd have to travel. AGAIN D: I hate travelling far man. but thanks to Joan C I'm saving one round of travelling :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh I took a photo of uber cute jonathan! :D haha my boyfriend ey! LOL LOL.&lt;br /&gt;My 5 year old &lt;s&gt;nephew&lt;/s&gt;cousin. :D He's so cute I tell you next time when he grow up SURE got alot of girls zhui him one. :D HAHA! I should time him that right. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells. You know lines from movies suddenly start to hit you when they relate to you. (:&lt;br /&gt;Name em! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's when the going gets tough when you have to take the lead"&lt;br /&gt;"Ohana means family, and in family no one gets left behind"&lt;br /&gt;"Ni zhi dao FAMILY shi she me ma? Father and mother, I love you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just some, but yeah :D Sweet lines. Heh! A walk to remember also got alot &lt;3 heh. OHANA OHANA OHANA :D man man that was a sweet line. No one gets left behind (: And no way am I gonna leave anyone behind. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's friday&lt;br /&gt;It's friday&lt;br /&gt;It's friday&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Tomorrow is gonna be awesome (:&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday again Crystal, we love you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I think Hosanna is one of the best songs ever written! :D :D seriously the lyrics are awesome. *&lt;br /&gt;I'm super drained from running between chapel and singspiration plus for SOME REASON (-_________-) this week's singspiration I'm gonna have to sing super loud. Anyway! :D this is the life I wanna be living man :D running around, being busy and getting tired for God! :D &lt;strong&gt;Everything I am for your kingdom's cause, right? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-3315260919963089555?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/3315260919963089555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=3315260919963089555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/3315260919963089555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/3315260919963089555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/03/hmph.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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-126616604901470882.post-7931507083792291946</id><published>2008-03-27T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T21:21:02.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okayyyy yesterday's post was so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;NO wait no not the post, blogger! D: GRAH SICKENING BLOGGER MAN. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! :D Today was fun, even though gym was exhausting D:&lt;br /&gt;I'm not doing any homework today :D :D :D because I'm so tired :D&lt;br /&gt;WHOO AND PEOPLE ON MSN ARE MAKING ME LAUGH LIKE MAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;Ah I dunno what to post -.- Now I feel like doing homework -.-&lt;br /&gt;Okay I shall go do :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeeh I cannot stand myself. so retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ISAAC AND ETINNE! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126616604901470882-7931507083792291946?l=withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/feeds/7931507083792291946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126616604901470882&amp;postID=7931507083792291946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7931507083792291946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126616604901470882/posts/default/7931507083792291946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://withgratitude-jayna.blogspot.com/2008/03/okayyyy-yesterdays-post-was-so.html' title=''/><author><name>jaynaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110444045994555121</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>
