<?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-3281552341957843377</id><updated>2012-01-28T20:27:00.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention-Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder</title><subtitle type='html'>Pay Attention</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1376</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-2394756683771298602</id><published>2012-01-27T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T20:27:00.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you were the one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This afternoon, went to PJ state town to do some stuff with le cousin. Ended up the place is not open, so we went to IKEA after that to send them off.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhfFq4KQBLE/TyL28Dz6tGI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/1sPUQ5-6pl8/s1600/DSC_0175R.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhfFq4KQBLE/TyL28Dz6tGI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/1sPUQ5-6pl8/s400/DSC_0175R.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Outfit of the day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Turquoise tank top from Forever21.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Love doesn't learn' white crop top from Cotton On.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Acidwash Leigh jeans from Topshop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WV4eWymONXs/TyL3HISwZlI/AAAAAAAAD6g/-nZhk0rX7JE/s1600/DSC_0181R.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WV4eWymONXs/TyL3HISwZlI/AAAAAAAAD6g/-nZhk0rX7JE/s400/DSC_0181R.JPG" width="248" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wX3S-sJXfbM/TyL3TdvTs2I/AAAAAAAAD6o/9qupj6XwvLE/s1600/DSC_0184R.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wX3S-sJXfbM/TyL3TdvTs2I/AAAAAAAAD6o/9qupj6XwvLE/s320/DSC_0184R.JPG" width="199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, I went to Vertigo with some friends. Met a lot of other group of friends there by accident. Had fun I guess? But it was a Friday night, so it was super packed. Can't even dance properly on the dance floor. Bianco was pretty empty as usual compared to Nero. Conclusion, it was a fairly fun night out. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i8IlyWbBFLc/TyPnIDURANI/AAAAAAAAD6w/hKrxUZbEmFM/s1600/DSC_0186R.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i8IlyWbBFLc/TyPnIDURANI/AAAAAAAAD6w/hKrxUZbEmFM/s400/DSC_0186R.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Outfit of the night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Love doesn't learn' white crop top from Cotton On.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Electric blue bodycon skirt from Blogshop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uZz_NypgXkg/TyPnlRPu5bI/AAAAAAAAD64/04vl98cDwLM/s1600/DSC_0187R.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uZz_NypgXkg/TyPnlRPu5bI/AAAAAAAAD64/04vl98cDwLM/s320/DSC_0187R.JPG" width="199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-2394756683771298602?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/2394756683771298602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=2394756683771298602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/2394756683771298602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/2394756683771298602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2012/01/if-you-were-one.html' title='If you were the one'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zhfFq4KQBLE/TyL28Dz6tGI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/1sPUQ5-6pl8/s72-c/DSC_0175R.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-7455280464234938398</id><published>2012-01-27T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T21:12:01.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take take take</title><content type='html'>My cousin's family from Penang came over, so I haven't got the time to blog, have been spending time with them instead. I don't see them very often, the last time I saw my cousin was... 3-4 years ago if I'm not mistaken. Yeah, about there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on Wednesday, 3rd day of Chinese New Year they came over. They reached Damansara early in the morning. I had to peel myself off my bed, well, cause I'm obviously not a morning type of person. Everyone knows that. Had to drive to IKEA to meet them then convoy back to my area. We had Papparich for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITcfWxt8sp8/TyKa-UH0w0I/AAAAAAAAD6A/kSNE534k0p8/s1600/January.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITcfWxt8sp8/TyKa-UH0w0I/AAAAAAAAD6A/kSNE534k0p8/s320/January.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Outfit of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Crop top from Topshop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Highwaisted denim from Kitschen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;No picture of ze face for that day cause I didn't have any make up on, and apparently I don't look presentable enough without make up. Apparently. After breakfast, went to One Utama to walk around with my aunt and cousin sister. Chilled at Starbucks before we came home for dinner. Took her out after dinner to Al-Safa, Bandar Utama to meet up with some of my friends. Just for fun you know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The next day I had work, noon shift. So the plan was after work we will just chill at home and girl talk, pillow talk and whatsoever talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rTwTe5uD4BY/TyKg6d6feqI/AAAAAAAAD6I/qqEzJ9vVmko/s1600/DSC_0173R.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rTwTe5uD4BY/TyKg6d6feqI/AAAAAAAAD6I/qqEzJ9vVmko/s400/DSC_0173R.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Outfit of the day to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crop top from Topshop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Acidwash Leigh jeans from Topshop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8BLmqZLsE3I/TyKhEAlXt9I/AAAAAAAAD6Q/TcVj-PTUNeM/s1600/DSC_0174R.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8BLmqZLsE3I/TyKhEAlXt9I/AAAAAAAAD6Q/TcVj-PTUNeM/s400/DSC_0174R.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-7455280464234938398?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7455280464234938398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=7455280464234938398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/7455280464234938398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/7455280464234938398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2012/01/take-take-take.html' title='Take take take'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITcfWxt8sp8/TyKa-UH0w0I/AAAAAAAAD6A/kSNE534k0p8/s72-c/January.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-115778943008941772</id><published>2012-01-25T01:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T01:18:48.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gZqyAkUcos0/Tx7kDFF0y4I/AAAAAAAAD5o/9o2MFTgv3lo/s1600/DSC_0050R.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gZqyAkUcos0/Tx7kDFF0y4I/AAAAAAAAD5o/9o2MFTgv3lo/s400/DSC_0050R.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course, I must start the post with another yet self-conscious picture of myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally found my way to make up. Yes I have been a make up fail for, well, the previous 18 years of my life. Make up only means, eyeliner, fail mascara and coloured-lipbalm. Afraid not! I have achieved slight success of my make up skills. Let the little girl have her fun alright, do not pop my bubble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sd0vg_OTi5g/Tx7k2tu8xPI/AAAAAAAAD5w/Pz9NroGVrLs/s1600/DSC_0044R.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sd0vg_OTi5g/Tx7k2tu8xPI/AAAAAAAAD5w/Pz9NroGVrLs/s400/DSC_0044R.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Outfit of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Electric' necklace from Forever21.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Black and white button top from Cotton On.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bright pink bodycon skirt from Blogshop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a family reunion dinner today with the rest of the aunts and cousin. The house was definitely merrier and really loud I would say. My poor dog was confused of who should he go to, it was hilarious. The dog, Max Brown Lee aka Brownie has brought a lot of joy to my family. Sometimes, when we don't have much things to talk about, he is the topic. Well, he kind of is one of the things that we like to talk about. My intelligent and naughty puppy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family is getting smaller as one by one of my cousins have left to study abroad. Yet another cousin is leaving soon in February. I'll be the only grandchild left in Malaysia. I don't think that I'd be going anywhere else in the next 4 years perhaps? Or maybe even till when I finish studying. Tomorrow as I've mentioned, my dad's cousin's family is coming over to stay at my place, so I'd have to guide them to my place with my aunt tomorrow morning. Joy of getting up early on my off day. Le sigh. At least I get to doll up! And actually leave my house this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gfFz6NHKqRM/Tx7lZhDvs6I/AAAAAAAAD54/v51cJmXFvxY/s1600/DSC_0049C.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gfFz6NHKqRM/Tx7lZhDvs6I/AAAAAAAAD54/v51cJmXFvxY/s400/DSC_0049C.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Signing off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xoxo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-115778943008941772?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/115778943008941772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=115778943008941772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/115778943008941772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/115778943008941772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2012/01/maybe.html' title='Maybe'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gZqyAkUcos0/Tx7kDFF0y4I/AAAAAAAAD5o/9o2MFTgv3lo/s72-c/DSC_0050R.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-2406735636614445874</id><published>2012-01-24T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T00:41:32.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red and purple lipstick all over the page</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Do you really want,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Do you really want me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Do you really want me dead,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Or alive to torture for my sins?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Do you really want,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Do you really want me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Do you really want me dead,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Or alive to live a life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I should probably go to bed soon, I've got work at 11pm tomorrow, till 8pm that is. Then rush back to join my relatives for a get together. I've got Wednesdays off, plus my dad's cousin and family from Penang is coming over on Wednesday till Friday. They're staying over at my place. So I've some sort drafted out my schedule of my life after I stop work. It shall be 2 months of fun and late nights then back to my stressful degree life. Hopefully there'll be some new interesting people in degree then.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-2406735636614445874?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/2406735636614445874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=2406735636614445874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/2406735636614445874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/2406735636614445874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2012/01/red-and-purple-lipstick-all-over-page.html' title='Red and purple lipstick all over the page'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-1727677337561513860</id><published>2012-01-23T19:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T19:19:37.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mystic Dragon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vu6h3mPL96c/Tx07PJV28YI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/Md8YBVyn-9s/s1600/DSC_0015R.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vu6h3mPL96c/Tx07PJV28YI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/Md8YBVyn-9s/s400/DSC_0015R.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;New profile picture for Facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vsOscN8f_1Q/Tx07b8TceBI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/CzIUKvduUZo/s1600/DSC_0016R.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vsOscN8f_1Q/Tx07b8TceBI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/CzIUKvduUZo/s400/DSC_0016R.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Just one of those self-conscious pictures of myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H3TWuYekcig/Tx07t60dBFI/AAAAAAAAD5g/6-aMre9bnTY/s1600/DSC_0027R.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H3TWuYekcig/Tx07t60dBFI/AAAAAAAAD5g/6-aMre9bnTY/s400/DSC_0027R.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Outfit of the day.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Multi-coloured crop top from Topshop;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Acid wash Leigh jeans from Topshop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Finally got the chance to doll up and it's not for work. After lunch, went to the temple at Brickfields with le family for some prayers. Brought le dog, Max Brown along as well but he was just in the car with my dad. Not that we can't bring dogs to a temple, I mean, they're living beings too right? It started raining when we reached home, watched a little bit of tv and dossed off.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here I am now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-1727677337561513860?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/1727677337561513860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=1727677337561513860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/1727677337561513860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/1727677337561513860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2012/01/mystic-dragon.html' title='Mystic Dragon'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vu6h3mPL96c/Tx07PJV28YI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/Md8YBVyn-9s/s72-c/DSC_0015R.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-1197476894184813168</id><published>2012-01-23T01:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T01:41:39.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know you're sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WisGRs2l0UM/TxxH1pykLEI/AAAAAAAAD5I/-WFNQ67m1BU/s1600/DSC_1826R.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WisGRs2l0UM/TxxH1pykLEI/AAAAAAAAD5I/-WFNQ67m1BU/s400/DSC_1826R.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The day before Chinese New Year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin from Australia came over to visit a few days earlier because he's going back to Aussie soon. Of course, the house was really loud with three ladies gossiping and talking. Oh, trust me, I'm not included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some updates about my life of 2012 so far:&lt;br /&gt;1. Started work at Topshop, One Utama after Christmas last year. Resigning soon, should be stopping by early February.&lt;br /&gt;2. Hopefully going for a job/vacation with some friends at Pangkor on 15-17 February.&lt;br /&gt;3. Training hard with Cheer Aces. We should be, SHOULD, be going to the competition in Singapore and of course other competitions in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;4. Got my results and enrolled back in Taylor's for my degree programme which starts only in April, meaning I've got about 2 months left to partay!&lt;br /&gt;5. If you've realized, I kind of revamped my blog for a fresh new year. No expectations, no regrets, just pure adventure. Let's see where does 2012 take us this year. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plans so far for tomorrow is temple in the morning with my family, then lunch and dinner at home. Other than that, I should be available for some fun. (; Jokes, jokes. Just painted my nails red myself. Took longer than expected but it was worth it. I guess. I still can't decide what to wear tomorrow to the temple. Yeah, I know you might be thinking, it's just the temple. However! You have to consider the fact that I'm also a normal girl that likes to doll up and apparently my aunt is saying "What if you find your other half at the temple?" Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-1197476894184813168?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/1197476894184813168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=1197476894184813168' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/1197476894184813168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/1197476894184813168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-know-youre-sorry.html' title='I know you&apos;re sorry'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WisGRs2l0UM/TxxH1pykLEI/AAAAAAAAD5I/-WFNQ67m1BU/s72-c/DSC_1826R.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-4278362046446102915</id><published>2012-01-23T01:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T01:42:58.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy, you really got me bad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First post of 2012.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cU8Ul6bc_vk/TxxCItor2MI/AAAAAAAAD5A/YEJc2uGAl58/s1600/DSC_1838R.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cU8Ul6bc_vk/TxxCItor2MI/AAAAAAAAD5A/YEJc2uGAl58/s400/DSC_1838R.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Chinese New Year is exceptionally early this year. The first post shall be a haul about my Chinese New Year shopping. In total I spent quite a lot, but, half of it is from my own savings. So, I'm sorry, you can't call me a spoil brat this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KJ_nPJ9YX1k/TxxA-w6LAEI/AAAAAAAAD4I/ZPh_wrqQ0ks/s1600/DSC_0002R.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KJ_nPJ9YX1k/TxxA-w6LAEI/AAAAAAAAD4I/ZPh_wrqQ0ks/s400/DSC_0002R.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;2 pair of jeans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfpSR5NbZ4/TxxBH8s-B8I/AAAAAAAAD4Q/hhGJMTCJvvE/s1600/DSC_0004R.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfpSR5NbZ4/TxxBH8s-B8I/AAAAAAAAD4Q/hhGJMTCJvvE/s400/DSC_0004R.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;2 dresses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jq-n9RKuyfw/TxxBS9my7GI/AAAAAAAAD4Y/PFdcpnugRyg/s1600/DSC_0005R.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jq-n9RKuyfw/TxxBS9my7GI/AAAAAAAAD4Y/PFdcpnugRyg/s400/DSC_0005R.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;5 crop tops&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-80vtzKzB8j0/TxxBdK2z8AI/AAAAAAAAD4g/8_j8uPeK6sg/s1600/DSC_0007R.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-80vtzKzB8j0/TxxBdK2z8AI/AAAAAAAAD4g/8_j8uPeK6sg/s400/DSC_0007R.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;3 tops&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ByToeuYZQ8Y/TxxBoX6zDzI/AAAAAAAAD4o/2Ii9A7GHeHg/s1600/DSC_0008R.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ByToeuYZQ8Y/TxxBoX6zDzI/AAAAAAAAD4o/2Ii9A7GHeHg/s400/DSC_0008R.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A scarf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VCjlmCg73SA/TxxBysuZAcI/AAAAAAAAD4w/6PUAyncVC5M/s1600/DSC_0009R.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VCjlmCg73SA/TxxBysuZAcI/AAAAAAAAD4w/6PUAyncVC5M/s400/DSC_0009R.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A pair of shorts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fzvqgNgfZ18/TxxB7V2VdLI/AAAAAAAAD44/x-qNQW34YoA/s1600/DSC_0010R.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fzvqgNgfZ18/TxxB7V2VdLI/AAAAAAAAD44/x-qNQW34YoA/s400/DSC_0010R.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A bag and a necklace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't have a picture of my Toy Story jumper and lingerie. Well of course. These are the stuff I bought, in total I spent about 1.4k. There are still some stuff that I want to get, which are in my wishlist, with my budget for shopping and the rest I'll get it when I get my pay. Oh yes, if you don't know, I'm working at Topshop, One Utama. Do come visit, I'll most probably be there when you come over.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/3281552341957843377-4278362046446102915?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/4278362046446102915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=4278362046446102915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/4278362046446102915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/4278362046446102915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2012/01/boy-you-really-got-me-bad.html' title='Boy, you really got me bad.'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cU8Ul6bc_vk/TxxCItor2MI/AAAAAAAAD5A/YEJc2uGAl58/s72-c/DSC_1838R.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-4433827388467512570</id><published>2011-12-03T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T12:19:28.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do they tell us how to feel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sem is finally coming to an end. Foundation will be finally done.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quite a number has dropped out or switched course.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess next year in the degree intake there'll be some new exciting people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm left with 7 more assignments/projects/exam. My last day is on the 19th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, the X-Men is heading on over to party in Penang! 1, 2, woot woot. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We'll be back by the 23rd then Rejaie's wedding on Christmas Eve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not too sure about my Christmas plans this year yet, but it'll always be fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not forgetting, I'm starting work on the 27th at Topshop, One Utama.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, gimme 'em cash. Jokes jokes, it's for experience and my future portfolio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what are my plans for these coming 2 weeks:&lt;br /&gt;1. Going to &lt;b&gt;Vertigo&lt;/b&gt; tonight with a bunch. Haven't seen them in a bit since everyone's so busy with their exams and assignments. Missed you guys (': I know that it'll be fun tonight.&lt;br /&gt;2. Finishing my english group &lt;b&gt;research&lt;/b&gt; by today!&lt;br /&gt;3. Should be heading down to &lt;b&gt;Movida&lt;/b&gt; with Leysha and her coursemates tomorrow night. No, I don't do this all the time everyday, just once in awhile and coincidentally it's back to back this time.&lt;br /&gt;4. More &lt;b&gt;assignments&lt;/b&gt; due next week.&lt;br /&gt;5. Should I go for &lt;b&gt;Tiesto&lt;/b&gt; on the 10th? Strictly no muslim allowed, so the rest are not going. Aih, decisions, decisions.&lt;br /&gt;6. Then the most exciting week of December, my business charity event in Taylor's Lakeside. I'm praying that it'll be a huge success! Everything is going smoothly so far, so do come for my event, &amp;nbsp;check us out on facebook "&lt;b&gt;STEP UP! For Charity Talent Show"&lt;/b&gt;on the 16th Dec.&lt;br /&gt;7. Day after the event we gotta celebrate! Not only birthdays, but the mark of the beautiful end to our foundation course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-4433827388467512570?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/4433827388467512570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=4433827388467512570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/4433827388467512570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/4433827388467512570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/12/why-do-they-tell-us-how-to-feel.html' title='Why do they tell us how to feel'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-2174518801257341478</id><published>2011-11-19T04:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T04:57:02.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I shall blog about my uni trip to Singapore tomorrow!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;About how awesome it is and of course, with some pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and! My groupmates and I are organizing a charity talent show;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;This is a charity talent show organized by Taylor's University Lakeside Campus, School of Architecture, Building and Design (SABD), Foundation in Natural and Built Environment (FNBE), Semester 2 students for our Introduction to Business final project. We will be donating&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"&gt;all the proceeds to the National Kidney Foundation Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STEP UP! For Charity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: LT20, Taylor's University Lakeside Campus&lt;br /&gt;Date: 16th December 2011 (Friday)&lt;br /&gt;Time: 7:00 - 10:30pm&lt;br /&gt;Ticket Price: RM15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Media Partner: Advertlets&lt;br /&gt;Facebook:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/advertlets" rel="nofollow" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.facebook.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: inline-block;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;advertlets&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twiter:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/advertlets" rel="nofollow nofollow" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://twitter.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: inline-block;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;advertlets&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.advertlets.com/" rel="nofollow nofollow" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.advertlets.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are looking for participants age 17 and above with talent of ANY kind in the form of a group or individual. The winners will be judged 100% by fan voting system. Votes will be collected by the audience attending the event only. The participants of the talent show will be exempted from the RM15 entrance fees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prizes:&lt;br /&gt;Champion: RM500&lt;br /&gt;1st Runner Up: RM300&lt;br /&gt;2nd Runner Up: RM100&lt;br /&gt;Consolation Prizes X 2: RM50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C for CHARITY. You must make the CHOICE to take the CHANCE if u want to make a CHANGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested to take part, you can pm the admins of the event your name, age, group or indvidual, act, contact number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"&gt;Check out the facebook event page!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/events/290718387626165/"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/events/290718387626165/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-2174518801257341478?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/2174518801257341478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=2174518801257341478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/2174518801257341478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/2174518801257341478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/11/arch.html' title='Arch'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-5767339569109037013</id><published>2011-11-19T04:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T04:57:55.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burlesque</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had a burlesque performance recently with a bunch of amazing girls,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had loads of fun! Here are some pictures, XOXO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TwAQ_q2Q7_o/TsbEbxsNIiI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/AaH5n0mOQi8/s1600/E1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="342" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TwAQ_q2Q7_o/TsbEbxsNIiI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/AaH5n0mOQi8/s400/E1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMzV_xvbDaA/TsbEfAkdMnI/AAAAAAAAD3g/2boDtPbUuO0/s1600/E2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMzV_xvbDaA/TsbEfAkdMnI/AAAAAAAAD3g/2boDtPbUuO0/s400/E2.jpg" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-haYLQqnv8Fc/TsbEmxOWc3I/AAAAAAAAD3w/vKQ0eeWmr5k/s400/E4.jpg" width="223" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GZdg3jI5Kks/TsbEsmlWrXI/AAAAAAAAD34/_33RsBDpUaU/s1600/E5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GZdg3jI5Kks/TsbEsmlWrXI/AAAAAAAAD34/_33RsBDpUaU/s400/E5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-5767339569109037013?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/5767339569109037013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=5767339569109037013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/5767339569109037013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/5767339569109037013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/11/burlesque.html' title='Burlesque'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TwAQ_q2Q7_o/TsbEbxsNIiI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/AaH5n0mOQi8/s72-c/E1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-6068265010527507405</id><published>2011-11-07T03:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T03:56:41.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who says</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltdr1b1CMO1qj5nblo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="333" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltdr1b1CMO1qj5nblo1_500.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why do I still care after all these time.&lt;br /&gt;I've spent a great amount of time believing that I've moved on.&lt;br /&gt;But, I guess in the end, I might be just lying to myself.&lt;br /&gt;It's not too bad of a thing, cause I actually stopped thinking about you.&lt;br /&gt;Well, most of the time that is, and on rare occassions that I do.&lt;br /&gt;I still want to be noticed by you, to impress you, and most of all,&lt;br /&gt;Let you realize that it was a big mistake of letting me go. I want you to know that.&lt;br /&gt;For that, I have to be strong, a confident and strong girl that you fell in love with.&lt;br /&gt;Or, that's what I think and you portrayed to have happened. It might be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows right? So, here I am, trying to be who you loved.&lt;br /&gt;Not to get you back, just to prove my point I guess, somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;For the next guy that comes along, he'll be a very lucky guy, I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;So much that I've learnt of holding back, and through the mistakes that I've done,&lt;br /&gt;At least I'm pretty confident I won't screw it up as much as before. That's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;I don't promise flawless relationship, but, I won't repeat my mistakes again.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, who wants to be miserable from a mistake they've done over and over again right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-6068265010527507405?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/6068265010527507405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=6068265010527507405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/6068265010527507405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/6068265010527507405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/11/who-says.html' title='Who says'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-6408934770818211003</id><published>2011-11-05T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T01:25:02.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say that you love me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bdun86BJl8U/TrQf1jIHgDI/AAAAAAAAD3Q/Fq-bERzd4wo/s1600/110.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bdun86BJl8U/TrQf1jIHgDI/AAAAAAAAD3Q/Fq-bERzd4wo/s1600/110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, when I think about all the good times we've had, all the hugs and kisses, all the fun we had, making jokes and teasing each other, all the smiles,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I really miss you. I want you back in my life so much, just to hold you, I'd be happy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, when I think about how bad you made me feel, how disappointed we both were, and just all the pain that the relationship caused me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I realize that it's the best for us to end it. We're better off without each other, or with someone else.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-6408934770818211003?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/6408934770818211003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=6408934770818211003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/6408934770818211003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/6408934770818211003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/11/say-that-you-love-me.html' title='Say that you love me'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bdun86BJl8U/TrQf1jIHgDI/AAAAAAAAD3Q/Fq-bERzd4wo/s72-c/110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-8854173033992739451</id><published>2011-11-05T01:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T01:17:51.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shuffle</title><content type='html'>So, haven't been blogging in awhile. Not really cause I'm busy, it's just, cause.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really have the mood, and also the fact that my life is boring. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XhRgwUH3fKY/TrQeJqr590I/AAAAAAAAD3I/nqDRYDCNUFM/s1600/Photo_00006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XhRgwUH3fKY/TrQeJqr590I/AAAAAAAAD3I/nqDRYDCNUFM/s400/Photo_00006.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates: (In no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;1. Partied last friday with a bunch of friends. Had loads of fun. Even though the place was freagging packed, made us so sweaty, but the music was still good and definitely the crowd that I went with! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Been back for cheer practice with Cheer Aces All Star! A whole new team, loads of fun and also tiring. Sore muscles. ): Still worth it for a nice body in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. College assignments. Been staying up for a monster. Now we're in for all final projects except for Social Psychology class. We're all going for a class trip to Singapore next weekend. Woot woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I've got a dog! His name is Max Brown, we call him Brownie most of the time, but sometimes I call him Max. Wanted to name him Bacon, Kevin Bacon, but grandma said no, can't name him after a kind of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Went to Penang last weekend for a relative's funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I don't think I've got anymore updates. That's why I said that I'm boring. My life is boring, especially nowadays. College, sleep, dinner, homework/yumcha/cheer, then sleep. Process repeats. I need something more interesting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-8854173033992739451?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/8854173033992739451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=8854173033992739451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/8854173033992739451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/8854173033992739451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/11/shuffle.html' title='Shuffle'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XhRgwUH3fKY/TrQeJqr590I/AAAAAAAAD3I/nqDRYDCNUFM/s72-c/Photo_00006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-308549610658373558</id><published>2011-10-03T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T23:35:00.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How long do you think I will last? I'm going to avoid all of the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fast food&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carbonated drinks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chatime &amp;amp; Snowflakes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Starbucks &amp;amp; Coffee Bean&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Late dinner &amp;amp; supper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Late nights&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-308549610658373558?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/308549610658373558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=308549610658373558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/308549610658373558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/308549610658373558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/10/how-long-do-you-think-i-will-last-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-6564151888605247274</id><published>2011-10-03T14:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T14:30:38.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ij6GYhe9w0o/TolWdH7KYqI/AAAAAAAAD3A/8VSjknmcF3I/s1600/267.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ij6GYhe9w0o/TolWdH7KYqI/AAAAAAAAD3A/8VSjknmcF3I/s1600/267.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think my everyday lifestyle now involves:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;College&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Doing my college work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work out&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On the internet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Out with friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which is not too bad I guess, at least I'm doing my work AND enjoying life. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-6564151888605247274?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/6564151888605247274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=6564151888605247274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/6564151888605247274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/6564151888605247274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/10/it-was-you.html' title='It was you'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ij6GYhe9w0o/TolWdH7KYqI/AAAAAAAAD3A/8VSjknmcF3I/s72-c/267.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-2573074382880199785</id><published>2011-09-30T09:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T09:36:50.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Closer to the edge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/33907_123224887734885_106095279447846_155242_6375109_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/33907_123224887734885_106095279447846_155242_6375109_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the moment of truth and the moment to lie,&lt;br /&gt;The moment to live and the moment to die,&lt;br /&gt;The moment to fight, the moment to fight.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. College: Still very much the same since I updated I would say. Except for, the school trips are all off due to some reason. So we'd have to stick with somewhere in Malaysia, hopefully somewhere out of KL that is. *cross fingers* Sometimes things are such a blur to me, well, I'd rather spend time with my music than hear your stupid conversations. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Gadgets: Been having a relationship with my headphones. :P (If you get what I mean that is. We're practically inseparable.) I'm considering in getting an ipod. Really. But we'll see, phone first definitely.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-2573074382880199785?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/2573074382880199785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=2573074382880199785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/2573074382880199785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/2573074382880199785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/closer-to-edge.html' title='Closer to the edge'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-5015621270547116456</id><published>2011-09-29T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T16:42:35.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 days without you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrlvc9D6iR1qzg5ooo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrlvc9D6iR1qzg5ooo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jokingly told him that when I was younger, I always wanted a set of stickers with my name printed on it. My other classmates would have it and I'm always jealous of them. One day, after a day out, he told me about his day the other day when he went to get something. In the end, he took out a set of those stickers with my name and penguin at the side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, " You don't have to stick this all over me because, I'm already.. yours?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is that guy that I was so amazingly fond of. The guy that made me fall head over heels. The guy that I would try to reply even though I'm already very tired. The guy that reads my blog all the time. The guy that listens to my playlist because I love those songs. The guy that will send me home and kiss me on the forehead before he leaves. The guy that told me I'm different, I'm not heartless and that he loves me. All those nice things he said ended with,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I gave up already. I just don't have anymore feelings for you. I'm sick and tired of everything. I just want to be single for awhile."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That really broke my heart. I just don't have anymore feelings for you. A relationship of 5 months, and just like that, gone? Wow, that's just a little bit hard on me I think. Now, after 24 days of our end, I'm staring at the sticker he got for me on my phone. It's slowly peeling off at the edges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love him and miss him. I do understand that it's best for us to not get together again, I do, really. I'm not living in denial anymore, not trying to get his attention thinking that he will fall in love with me again. No. I'm good with being friends, play it casual. I may still have feelings for him, but I do know that it does us both no good being together, it causes too much hurt for both of us. I didn't think that he was the one, but it was nice having someone that cares for you and to care for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I admit that I've done mistakes that I wish I could take back, but well that's life. We can't take it back, but we sure can learn from it. Learn to appreciate, that's a note to myself. Don't take someone for granted because you think that he will still keep coming back. Until the point that he stops trying. That's when you realize. I admit that a tiny part of me still wants us to get back together, but I've reasoned over it and best not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many other beautiful things in life to ponder on. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-5015621270547116456?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/5015621270547116456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=5015621270547116456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/5015621270547116456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/5015621270547116456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/7-days-without-you.html' title='7 days without you'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-6150566241909454216</id><published>2011-09-27T13:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T13:12:53.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But I've got to try</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When everything else fails, I'd normally still have you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmi40f1qp31qaobbko1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmi40f1qp31qaobbko1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time, free falling, baby.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, wait, most of the time, I just feel like I don't belong here.&lt;br /&gt;I don't fit in anywhere around here,&lt;br /&gt;It's like I have been fitting in because I try to fit in, I strive.&lt;br /&gt;I bend around trying to fit in, but when you bend too much, you break.&lt;br /&gt;Being something I'm not, being someone that people would want to have around.&lt;br /&gt;I'm different. I have fall outs. I'm only human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;What now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sitting around, staring at these walls, wondering did you even care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-6150566241909454216?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/6150566241909454216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=6150566241909454216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/6150566241909454216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/6150566241909454216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/but-ive-got-to-try.html' title='But I&apos;ve got to try'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-6539457924812788989</id><published>2011-09-25T18:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T18:07:43.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xx</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://d24w6bsrhbeh9d.cloudfront.net/photo/287144_700b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://d24w6bsrhbeh9d.cloudfront.net/photo/287144_700b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only you felt this way about me, cause I'll always fell this way about you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-6539457924812788989?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/6539457924812788989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=6539457924812788989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/6539457924812788989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/6539457924812788989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/xx.html' title='xx'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-6245459832047041417</id><published>2011-09-21T00:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T00:44:00.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sick and tired of YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrszu4q02A1qe52v7o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrszu4q02A1qe52v7o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Had a great night, good laughs and dinner with people who shall not be named. We joked around, bully other people and just continue making stupid and dirty jokes. Which was extremely fun actually. Ahh, loads of good laughs, good for me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Projects are mostly all passed up by this week. One is due this Thursday and the other one just started and due in a month or so's time. Other than that, college is just fine I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Most probably going Mist on Thursday night, have some real fun, then Arthur's Day on Friday night. Woot! 2 nights in the row baby, (Disclaimer: No, I'm not a party animal.) Haha. With the sister and her friends I suppose. Hopefully meeting up with some friends at Arthur's, the more the merrier right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I've been back for cheer practice, not that dusty, but definitely not as flexible and stamina wise... haha, I'll just die. Soon! I'll be back on track, been working out too! (Secretly cause I just bought 2 beautiful long dresses in hope for a formal night end of this year or something. So gotta work out for it.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-6245459832047041417?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/6245459832047041417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=6245459832047041417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/6245459832047041417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/6245459832047041417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-sick-and-tired-of-you.html' title='I&apos;m sick and tired of YOU'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-4822809131506844151</id><published>2011-09-18T15:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T15:00:43.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They say come what may</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8ley0r_jI0A/TnWW1eTTw_I/AAAAAAAAD28/INo1DzMVQ9I/s1600/IMG_0325R.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8ley0r_jI0A/TnWW1eTTw_I/AAAAAAAAD28/INo1DzMVQ9I/s1600/IMG_0325R.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's all for the best,&lt;br /&gt;But I just don't see any good in this, no.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we'll find something better,&lt;br /&gt;But the lovers that leave us,&lt;br /&gt;Will always hold the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was wrong of me to think I could keep you,&lt;br /&gt;And maybe it's the last few drinks,&lt;br /&gt;Taking over my mouth and all I've been thinking,&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that I am fine here without you,&lt;br /&gt;But I can't bring myself to lie to you.&lt;br /&gt;And since we're being honest,&amp;nbsp;I feel I should tell you,&lt;br /&gt;I've been filling up the empty space between you and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And in the end, she's gotta give him up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-4822809131506844151?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/4822809131506844151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=4822809131506844151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/4822809131506844151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/4822809131506844151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/they-say-come-what-may.html' title='They say come what may'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8ley0r_jI0A/TnWW1eTTw_I/AAAAAAAAD28/INo1DzMVQ9I/s72-c/IMG_0325R.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-5074373543697265822</id><published>2011-09-18T03:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T03:12:52.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For more cheer updates, please follow my&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; cheer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;http://miss-adhd-cheer.tumblr.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For my normal updates, here, or more &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;random picture&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; updates,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;http://miss-adhd.tumblr.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-5074373543697265822?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/5074373543697265822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=5074373543697265822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/5074373543697265822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/5074373543697265822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/promote.html' title='Promote'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-8868919124747679044</id><published>2011-09-18T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T00:30:01.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer #16</title><content type='html'>16. Why you love cheer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of so many reasons, few out of the thousands are:&lt;br /&gt;- It is an amazing sport.&lt;br /&gt;- Fun and lets you work out at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;- The teamwork and bond you make with your squad.&lt;br /&gt;- Teaches you a few important things in life, eg being confident.&lt;br /&gt;- We work hard for something that we want.&lt;br /&gt;- It's the joy when you get when you hit a stunt/pyramid right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-8868919124747679044?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/8868919124747679044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=8868919124747679044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/8868919124747679044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/8868919124747679044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/cheer-16.html' title='Cheer #16'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-40557633942469676</id><published>2011-09-17T04:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T04:19:30.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll kill you with my katana first</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So recently my dad went to Japan for a business trip for a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I sent him off at the airport and he's back today! No, I didn't pick him up though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Was at Nic's birthday dinner at The Manhattan Fish Market, Pyramid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Had a great dinner, camwhore sesh and girlie times with the rest (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After that, joined Leysha, Ali and their coursemate at a Malaysia Day event at Bangsar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some performances, watched them have dinner at Nirvana, then off for some pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chilled and had 'small talk' at Padang Kota after that till pretty late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We didn't realize the time, cause we were having fun talking about random things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Very random things I would say, but interesting at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When I got back, I found this paperbag on the bed! :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhpKlkG-75o/TnOrgrTRiII/AAAAAAAAD2s/Z3LnG32ZPxk/s1600/DSC_0782R.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhpKlkG-75o/TnOrgrTRiII/AAAAAAAAD2s/Z3LnG32ZPxk/s400/DSC_0782R.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course, it's from the DADDY! Guess what he got for me. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J43bwxP0D-0/TnOrot01BkI/AAAAAAAAD2w/Vc3TBVlV4bw/s1600/DSC_0783R.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J43bwxP0D-0/TnOrot01BkI/AAAAAAAAD2w/Vc3TBVlV4bw/s400/DSC_0783R.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KQdUSFTIIlI/TnOrvIfa-9I/AAAAAAAAD20/dFlCEbhJ0rA/s1600/DSC_0785R.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KQdUSFTIIlI/TnOrvIfa-9I/AAAAAAAAD20/dFlCEbhJ0rA/s400/DSC_0785R.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A g-shock watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WqXRLUQX13E/TnOr2q6_DBI/AAAAAAAAD24/-7SSojMUtnM/s1600/DSC_0787R.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WqXRLUQX13E/TnOr2q6_DBI/AAAAAAAAD24/-7SSojMUtnM/s400/DSC_0787R.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And a KIMONO! HEHEHEH :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-40557633942469676?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/40557633942469676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=40557633942469676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/40557633942469676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/40557633942469676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/ill-kill-you-with-my-katana-first.html' title='I&apos;ll kill you with my katana first'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhpKlkG-75o/TnOrgrTRiII/AAAAAAAAD2s/Z3LnG32ZPxk/s72-c/DSC_0782R.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-568059236931001991</id><published>2011-09-17T03:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T03:37:50.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer #15</title><content type='html'>15. How long have you been cheering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been cheering for 3 years plus now. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-568059236931001991?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/568059236931001991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=568059236931001991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/568059236931001991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/568059236931001991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/cheer-15.html' title='Cheer #15'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-5564006012004042318</id><published>2011-09-16T03:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T03:37:18.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer #14</title><content type='html'>14. Who was your first cheer coach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First official cheer coach would be the one and only,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MAGDALENE THOMAS. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-5564006012004042318?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/5564006012004042318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=5564006012004042318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/5564006012004042318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/5564006012004042318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/cheer-14.html' title='Cheer #14'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-3472663182824173015</id><published>2011-09-15T01:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T01:45:28.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer #13</title><content type='html'>13. Your favorite celebrity cheerleader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maddie Garner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or I would say girls from Flyers All Stars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrbx4lxUS81r33gaxo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrbx4lxUS81r33gaxo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-3472663182824173015?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/3472663182824173015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=3472663182824173015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/3472663182824173015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/3472663182824173015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/cheer-13.html' title='Cheer #13'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-4369105734036537438</id><published>2011-09-14T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T00:47:35.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feedback</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l70vqd78W51qzi15ho1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="205" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l70vqd78W51qzi15ho1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, yes, I haven't been writing much other than the Cheer Challenge that has been going on.&lt;br /&gt;So, here are a few &lt;b&gt;updates&lt;/b&gt; in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Depression ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, was being quite emotional beginning of last week till recently, but you know, life goes on and what goes around comes around. There's no use moping around wishing and thinking of all the 'what ifs' in life. So, I've decided to pick myself up and stand on my own two feet. Love yourself, when no one does, you still have yourself. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. College.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, classes, workload getting more and more, one project after another, trying to catch up all the time, but it's not too bad I guess. Recently did a business presentation about food shortage and I did a short documentary on live interviews, pretty happy with the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Honey Bee.&lt;br /&gt;Been spending quite a lot of time with my sister since she's back, as you can see, I posted some pictures of us. Just like old times where we hang all the time. Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. X-Men.&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting them, of course we still hang out and laugh about all the stupid and interesting things in life. Ahh, gotta love em. (': Our usual safa sesh, or mcd assignment times, or even foos and pool at Sportsville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm inspired.&lt;br /&gt;I have a few ideas of pictures and videos about some stuff, hopefully I've got time for that, and when it's done, I will definitely post it up! Can't wait! :DD And, next month, my house is undergoing some small renovations and paint jobs, after that I will decorate my room! Ehehe, time to get a little artsy fartsy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-4369105734036537438?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/4369105734036537438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=4369105734036537438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/4369105734036537438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/4369105734036537438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/feedback.html' title='Feedback'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-6253290082159070269</id><published>2011-09-14T00:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T00:37:11.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer #12</title><content type='html'>12. Your favorite cheer movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all the 'Bring It On', but Bring It On: All or Nothing is still the best!&lt;br /&gt;But! On the other hand, I gotta love the guy flick, Fired Up as well. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-6253290082159070269?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/6253290082159070269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=6253290082159070269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/6253290082159070269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/6253290082159070269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/cheer-12.html' title='Cheer #12'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-1888244173953840623</id><published>2011-09-13T02:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T02:58:33.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer #11</title><content type='html'>11. Your proudest moment in cheer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got to wear any of my uniforms for both the teams. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-1888244173953840623?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/1888244173953840623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=1888244173953840623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/1888244173953840623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/1888244173953840623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/cheer-11.html' title='Cheer #11'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-1751723484897634203</id><published>2011-09-12T02:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T02:23:55.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer #10</title><content type='html'>10. Your cheer pet peeve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not cutting your nails&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not tying your hair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not paying attention to the coach&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-1751723484897634203?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/1751723484897634203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=1751723484897634203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/1751723484897634203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/1751723484897634203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/cheer-10.html' title='Cheer #10'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-230487374157996416</id><published>2011-09-12T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T02:22:40.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So easily</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/291820_10150310330088431_590153430_7885772_1260370485_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/291820_10150310330088431_590153430_7885772_1260370485_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At IGEM 2011.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have to work harder to achieve all the things that I want in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ArchiTORTURE is not easy, and yes, be amazed that, that's the course I'm studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-230487374157996416?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/230487374157996416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=230487374157996416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/230487374157996416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/230487374157996416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/so-easily.html' title='So easily'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-5856418931533113541</id><published>2011-09-11T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T02:30:46.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashes and Wine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lep1xcftmu1qfhx0ao1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="176" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lep1xcftmu1qfhx0ao1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't expect anything of me,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't regret all you've done,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stop looking at me and start to see,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That i'm just a girl,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A girl who used to love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And when I doubt myself in everything I do,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When I don't believe in everything I love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I stop. Rethink all that I've done, all the reasons and excuses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All that I try not to be, when I avoid being... myself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Perhaps, I am my own nightmare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had a great night with the sister after a long week. A long difficult week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Played some pool, had some drinks and loads of fun. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-5856418931533113541?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/5856418931533113541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=5856418931533113541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/5856418931533113541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/5856418931533113541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/ashes-and-wine.html' title='Ashes and Wine'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-4226859203043026171</id><published>2011-09-11T02:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T02:21:49.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer #9</title><content type='html'>9. List any cheer injuries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No major injuries. Thank god!&lt;br /&gt;Just some muscle sprains, nail cuts and LOAD of bruises. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-4226859203043026171?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/4226859203043026171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=4226859203043026171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/4226859203043026171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/4226859203043026171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/cheer-9.html' title='Cheer #9'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-7832262465949712046</id><published>2011-09-10T03:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T03:07:53.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer #8</title><content type='html'>8. What’s positions you have held in a stunt group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flyer, Base then Spotter as I grew up. Haha :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-7832262465949712046?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7832262465949712046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=7832262465949712046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/7832262465949712046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/7832262465949712046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/cheer-8.html' title='Cheer #8'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-7039137768752536085</id><published>2011-09-09T05:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T05:03:45.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer #7</title><content type='html'>7. Your favorite cheer saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People dream about success everyday, us cheerleaders go out there and get it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-7039137768752536085?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7039137768752536085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=7039137768752536085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/7039137768752536085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/7039137768752536085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/cheer-7.html' title='Cheer #7'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-8806346939901451687</id><published>2011-09-08T02:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T02:00:38.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want you to take over control</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqa5kdRUf71qbklapo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqa5kdRUf71qbklapo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So what if I'm a little weird, a little random and like 'to-do-list's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess, that makes that, ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And if you don't love me for who I am then, I'm sorry for your loss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some girls are bitches so the won't get hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some girls are bitches because they got hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think us girls like to use these reasons/excuses when it comes to love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, we've been hurt too many times, we're sick of everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We don't believe in love anymore because it's never been good to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why can't we just admit it, WE'RE AFRAID.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-8806346939901451687?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/8806346939901451687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=8806346939901451687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/8806346939901451687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/8806346939901451687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-want-you-to-take-over-control.html' title='I want you to take over control'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-329602351360732907</id><published>2011-09-08T01:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T01:50:25.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumped up kicks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pretty little lady with your swollen eyes would you show them to me?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know I'm not that perfect, but just stay a while, baby then you will see.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aYgIOSCDpGA/TmetZGYH8_I/AAAAAAAAD2Q/FL53EmLUw7w/s1600/DSC_0690R.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aYgIOSCDpGA/TmetZGYH8_I/AAAAAAAAD2Q/FL53EmLUw7w/s400/DSC_0690R.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my "superadorable" sister, Lu Wen, aka Honey. :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d_0mCIGSkn8/Tmeti2mmrvI/AAAAAAAAD2U/AZ1zHRFQmrs/s1600/DSC_0697+%25282%2529R.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d_0mCIGSkn8/Tmeti2mmrvI/AAAAAAAAD2U/AZ1zHRFQmrs/s400/DSC_0697+%25282%2529R.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d0ljqhfGgcU/TmetopbH6NI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/SgPL2k2ziRc/s1600/DSC_0699+%25282%2529R.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d0ljqhfGgcU/TmetopbH6NI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/SgPL2k2ziRc/s400/DSC_0699+%25282%2529R.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OEYlb5_7ZNI/TmetzZMOlII/AAAAAAAAD2c/xD02LDgVMB8/s1600/DSC_0700+%25282%2529R.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OEYlb5_7ZNI/TmetzZMOlII/AAAAAAAAD2c/xD02LDgVMB8/s400/DSC_0700+%25282%2529R.JPG" width="254" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bT-RT12mQQg/Tmet7rcIu-I/AAAAAAAAD2g/ykJhBC1jV-0/s1600/DSC_0702R.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bT-RT12mQQg/Tmet7rcIu-I/AAAAAAAAD2g/ykJhBC1jV-0/s400/DSC_0702R.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CpK0xuH3AnI/Tmet_h1drhI/AAAAAAAAD2k/ayy1dGlsna0/s1600/DSC_0703+%25282%2529R.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CpK0xuH3AnI/Tmet_h1drhI/AAAAAAAAD2k/ayy1dGlsna0/s400/DSC_0703+%25282%2529R.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-juSPFoMnMjg/TmeuIgUaPPI/AAAAAAAAD2o/CyBMhLCFFCo/s1600/DSC_0705R.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-juSPFoMnMjg/TmeuIgUaPPI/AAAAAAAAD2o/CyBMhLCFFCo/s400/DSC_0705R.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We like to doll up and goof around. Loads of fun. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-329602351360732907?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/329602351360732907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=329602351360732907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/329602351360732907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/329602351360732907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/pumped-up-kicks.html' title='Pumped up kicks'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aYgIOSCDpGA/TmetZGYH8_I/AAAAAAAAD2Q/FL53EmLUw7w/s72-c/DSC_0690R.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-2858876948232700178</id><published>2011-09-08T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T01:40:22.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer #6</title><content type='html'>6. Your favorite jump&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it would be a classic toetouch, but I quite like herkies too. :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-2858876948232700178?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/2858876948232700178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=2858876948232700178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/2858876948232700178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/2858876948232700178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/cheer-6.html' title='Cheer #6'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-7068719265439180229</id><published>2011-09-07T10:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T10:21:42.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer #5</title><content type='html'>5. Your favorite stunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I like to backspot a full up, double down or a switch tick, double down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I like to base tosses, yeah, Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-7068719265439180229?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7068719265439180229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=7068719265439180229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/7068719265439180229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/7068719265439180229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/cheer-5.html' title='Cheer #5'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-9007241333137151552</id><published>2011-09-07T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T10:19:41.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly me to the moon</title><content type='html'>There is only so much you can do before you realize you just need to let go and not let it bother you anymore — Tumblr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I've been spending time with ze sistah since she's back from the foreign land.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And, yeah. September haven't been very nice to me, but you know, coping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I swear, I do not want to sound dramatically depressing and dead either. Trust me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/297231_2454108511138_1204821932_3193706_297085100_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/297231_2454108511138_1204821932_3193706_297085100_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/3281552341957843377-9007241333137151552?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/9007241333137151552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=9007241333137151552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/9007241333137151552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/9007241333137151552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/fly-me-to-moon.html' title='Fly me to the moon'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-3620318407635062308</id><published>2011-09-06T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T10:07:50.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer #4</title><content type='html'>4. Write about your squad members&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are like a family. Period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-3620318407635062308?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/3620318407635062308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=3620318407635062308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/3620318407635062308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/3620318407635062308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/cheer-4.html' title='Cheer #4'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-8084200903276984199</id><published>2011-09-05T02:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T02:32:39.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer #3</title><content type='html'>3. Your squad’s name, colors, and mascot (optional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Electric.&lt;br /&gt;Green, black, and white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHARM&lt;br /&gt;Red, blue and white.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-8084200903276984199?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/8084200903276984199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=8084200903276984199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/8084200903276984199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/8084200903276984199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/3.html' title='Cheer #3'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-8399889872562779840</id><published>2011-09-04T16:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T16:08:52.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just run away from these lies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpztnrHn2n1qiln3bo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpztnrHn2n1qiln3bo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I swear this is all &lt;i&gt;painful&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;hurtful&lt;/i&gt; for anybody. Anybody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And everytime somebody says, &lt;i&gt;"Honestly, if he loves you, he'll be with you right now."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just don't want to believe so, I'm sure he has his reasons and I screwed it up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So question is, is it worth it that I'm beating myself up inside? Is it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or when people say, &lt;i&gt;"If he doesn't want you then screw him, you've got better choices."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, maybe I've got better choices but I choose him.&lt;b&gt; I chose, him&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For once, I would like to stick to my decision for as long as my mind says yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know I'm not a person in position to promise him anything, &lt;i&gt;I'm a let down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's why, I back him each time people say things like that, cause I would say it's my fault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, is it? Or am I just &lt;i&gt;lying&lt;/i&gt; to myself again and again so it would seem better?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's never about another girl, yes, I can be jealous, but that would never be the&lt;i&gt; reason&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now, the worst part is I don't know if he's even trying anymore,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It hurts to know if I'm the only that's still fighting for this, I actually feel stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like a stupid hopeless romantic sucker for love idiot. I vowed never to be that person again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, guess what? I think I've became my own nightmare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"He is worth it."&lt;/i&gt; It keeps running through my head. Even in my sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What have I become?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Songs that make sense to me now:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. Miserable at best - Mayday Parade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. Tonight - FM Static&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. Bubblewrap - Mcfly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. How much it hurts - Just Off Turner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5. Make up smeared eyes - Automatic Loveletter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;6. Slow dancing in a burning room - John Mayer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not even sure if he still cares to read all these anymore. &lt;i&gt;He used to.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You don't know how much I want to;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;hold your hand,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;kiss you,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and hug you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You don't know.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-8399889872562779840?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/8399889872562779840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=8399889872562779840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/8399889872562779840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/8399889872562779840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/just-run-away-from-these-lies.html' title='Just run away from these lies'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-5522515190001265561</id><published>2011-09-04T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T15:51:16.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer #2</title><content type='html'>2. Reason when &amp;amp; why you started cheering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started cheerleading back in 2006. Well, that wasn't exactly cheer anyways.&lt;br /&gt;That was a house team for my school sport's day, more of cheer dance actually.&lt;br /&gt;I had that for 2 years till they&amp;nbsp;disbanded&amp;nbsp;cheerleading in my school :(&lt;br /&gt;I was really interested in it, so I decided to join CHARM in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;That's when the real competitive cheerleading started.&lt;br /&gt;So, technically, I started cheerleading in mid year 2008, I've been cheering for 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love cheerleading cause it's such an exciting and adventurous sport.&lt;br /&gt;It's all about the teamwork. I love the torturing sore after practices. :B&lt;br /&gt;And of course, gotta love the uniform, make up and fun times :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-5522515190001265561?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/5522515190001265561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=5522515190001265561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/5522515190001265561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/5522515190001265561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/2.html' title='Cheer #2'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-2189131190972095216</id><published>2011-09-03T17:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T17:23:18.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer #1</title><content type='html'>1. Post a picture of yourself in your uniform&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've got a few uniforms, so I've decided to post all three! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IJJLI4dxZpA/TmHsSoQIYpI/AAAAAAAAD2E/QdKt6zf7RcQ/s1600/P3280253R.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IJJLI4dxZpA/TmHsSoQIYpI/AAAAAAAAD2E/QdKt6zf7RcQ/s320/P3280253R.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CHARM uniform, I'm the top right one on the thigh stand. For Earth Hour 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BtrqlzpF9-4/TmHs2AY7CZI/AAAAAAAAD2M/LCnXhuCUw-A/s1600/74.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BtrqlzpF9-4/TmHs2AY7CZI/AAAAAAAAD2M/LCnXhuCUw-A/s320/74.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm on the right. My 2009 Electric uniform during the 'Levis Flash Mob'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3m8p4NsBJYQ/TmHsuSf3_mI/AAAAAAAAD2I/69Jgrj4IFIM/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3m8p4NsBJYQ/TmHsuSf3_mI/AAAAAAAAD2I/69Jgrj4IFIM/s320/1.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another Electric uniform for year 2010. My last year with that team. During Cheer Nationals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-2189131190972095216?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/2189131190972095216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=2189131190972095216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/2189131190972095216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/2189131190972095216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/cheer-1.html' title='Cheer #1'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IJJLI4dxZpA/TmHsSoQIYpI/AAAAAAAAD2E/QdKt6zf7RcQ/s72-c/P3280253R.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-7985682359985408645</id><published>2011-09-03T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T16:53:05.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a BOSS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lq709xWUym1qga15bo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lq709xWUym1qga15bo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, today, dropped by college in the afternoon to pass Aaron some stuff,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then for lunch, met up with Wei Lik for IKEA MEATBALLS. Nom nom nom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Haven't had em in quite awhile, and by quite awhile, I mean, 2-3 months? Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bought myself some hairties since I'm always running out on them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And some pretty rings :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b9phDT_qTvE/TmHqFlA_j8I/AAAAAAAAD2A/u5Nq9NubVQM/s1600/DSC_0699ER.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b9phDT_qTvE/TmHqFlA_j8I/AAAAAAAAD2A/u5Nq9NubVQM/s320/DSC_0699ER.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;An owl and an elephant! Only for RM10 each at IPC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Later tonight, going over to Leysha's place for Raya open house, AYAM GOLEK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, hopefully watching a movie with the bunch. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-7985682359985408645?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7985682359985408645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=7985682359985408645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/7985682359985408645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/7985682359985408645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/like-boss.html' title='Like a BOSS'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b9phDT_qTvE/TmHqFlA_j8I/AAAAAAAAD2A/u5Nq9NubVQM/s72-c/DSC_0699ER.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-5705160596960815844</id><published>2011-09-03T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T14:38:00.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer challenge!</title><content type='html'>1. Post a picture of yourself in your uniform&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Reason when &amp;amp; why you started cheering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Your squad’s name, colors, and mascot (optional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Write about your squad members&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Your favorite stunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite jump&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Your favorite cheer saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What’s positions you have held in a stunt group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. List any cheer injuries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Your cheer pet peeve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your proudest moment in cheer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Your favorite cheer movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Your favorite celebrity cheerleader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who was your first cheer coach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. How long have you been cheering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Why you love cheer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-5705160596960815844?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/5705160596960815844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=5705160596960815844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/5705160596960815844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/5705160596960815844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/cheer-challenge.html' title='Cheer challenge!'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-1779936742848761993</id><published>2011-09-03T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T00:03:00.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#10</title><content type='html'>Day 10 - One confession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really know what I'm doing in my life, what's my purpose, what are my intentions, and what I want. So if you ever ask me one of those questions, I would honestly tell you, "I don't know." Well, at least that's for now till I do some self-discovery. I'm not trying to be secretive or rude, but I really don't know. Just sayin. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-1779936742848761993?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/1779936742848761993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=1779936742848761993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/1779936742848761993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/1779936742848761993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/10.html' title='#10'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-7097577662852491573</id><published>2011-09-02T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T00:30:00.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#9</title><content type='html'>Day 9 - Two smiley that describe your life right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt; - I am currently pretty contented with life. Most of the things are going my way and how it's suppose to. So, yay me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;:/&lt;/span&gt; - On the contrary, certain things are slightly disappointing. The worst part is, I don't know what's going on, and not that it's horrible, it's just that I don't know what the hell is going on. That frustrates me the most. And maybe some other stuff that doesn't live up to my expectation. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-7097577662852491573?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7097577662852491573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=7097577662852491573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/7097577662852491573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/7097577662852491573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/9.html' title='#9'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-5047738648067630975</id><published>2011-09-01T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T16:10:26.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balloons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqqs7uukdm1qben5do1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqqs7uukdm1qben5do1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't sleep yesterday night till almost 6 am rolling around in the bed.&lt;br /&gt;Was suppose to sleep around 4, ended up reading up on interesting topics. :D&lt;br /&gt;Read "72 signs on doom's day by the Islam" and "Typical Malaysian Jokes."&lt;br /&gt;Haha, felt quite retarded laughing by myself while rolling around in bed.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, time well spent though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go to college later to finish up my cnc project.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I can take some nice pictures to draw to finish up my 6 sketches.&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder if the library is open... Hmm, if it is then I can print something.&lt;br /&gt;Oh! and I must say, the new blogger layout is pretty and professional. Nais.&lt;br /&gt;Also, gotta go buy some&amp;nbsp;stationery&amp;nbsp;later, eheheh, I love stationery shopping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-5047738648067630975?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/5047738648067630975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=5047738648067630975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/5047738648067630975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/5047738648067630975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/balloons.html' title='Balloons'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-7406272652387362168</id><published>2011-09-01T01:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T01:30:58.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jagger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GxP7cTRGrqs/Tl5vmJJtwiI/AAAAAAAAD18/imhIF1aVagQ/s1600/264.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GxP7cTRGrqs/Tl5vmJJtwiI/AAAAAAAAD18/imhIF1aVagQ/s400/264.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647073683851559458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry peeps, but I didn't feel like bringing my camera out the other night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, no pictures to document it, but it's definitely in my head. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had a great dinner, awesome food, nice family time and funny conversations. (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always had these 2 dilemmas for my hair:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Should I curl it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I think that some girls with straight hair wants to curl it and some girls with curly hair wants to straighten it. Ah well, we always want what we can't get ay. But I'm scared that it'll spoil my hair. Plus, I can't do it now, just chopped my hair shoulder-lengthish. Not good for curling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Should I colour my hair?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, I've tried highlighting a few streaks and all that, no harm done, but what about whole head. Hmm, I've always wanted auburn or like maroon-ish colours, and again, question is will it spoil my hair? :O Some says yes, and some says no. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-7406272652387362168?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7406272652387362168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=7406272652387362168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/7406272652387362168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/7406272652387362168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/jagger.html' title='Jagger'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GxP7cTRGrqs/Tl5vmJJtwiI/AAAAAAAAD18/imhIF1aVagQ/s72-c/264.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-4593832464133422473</id><published>2011-09-01T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T00:07:00.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#8</title><content type='html'>Day 8 - Three turn ons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Great body. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Intelligent. Not book smart, but general knowledge and charm. I like a guy that can actually hold a good conversation and not talk about utter bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Eyes. It's the eyes. Eyes are windows to your souls. Haha, but seriously, eyes. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-4593832464133422473?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/4593832464133422473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=4593832464133422473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/4593832464133422473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/4593832464133422473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/09/8.html' title='#8'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-4794134053120920434</id><published>2011-08-31T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T02:03:11.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Cream Cheerleading Stunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media.threadless.com/product/1692/zoom.gif"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://media.threadless.com/product/1692/zoom.gif" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 611px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 640px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-4794134053120920434?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/4794134053120920434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=4794134053120920434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/4794134053120920434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/4794134053120920434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2009/05/ice-cream-cheerleading-stunt.html' title='Ice Cream Cheerleading Stunt'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-1454654419287622358</id><published>2011-08-31T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T00:11:00.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#7</title><content type='html'>Day 7 - Four turn offs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've mention this before. I shall again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bad grammar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Fake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Doesn't love himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Childish&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-1454654419287622358?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/1454654419287622358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=1454654419287622358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/1454654419287622358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/1454654419287622358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/7.html' title='#7'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-8142374036344625142</id><published>2011-08-30T02:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T02:26:02.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a superhero.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3aVK6HCTV40/TlvZpoHwbWI/AAAAAAAAD10/4ADyhY27xU8/s1600/74.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3aVK6HCTV40/TlvZpoHwbWI/AAAAAAAAD10/4ADyhY27xU8/s400/74.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646345867006864738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahh, fun times. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Busy with college work. Not so much of a holiday anyways :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Been addicted to Sims3 since I got it working in my laptop. Hehe :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Trimmed my hair and got myself a pretty bow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Family dinner tomorrow, so I get to doll up and do expect pictures (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. It's ze holidays, loving the fact that I get to spend more time with the daddy. :D&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/3281552341957843377-8142374036344625142?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/8142374036344625142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=8142374036344625142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/8142374036344625142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/8142374036344625142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-am-superhero.html' title='I am a superhero.'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3aVK6HCTV40/TlvZpoHwbWI/AAAAAAAAD10/4ADyhY27xU8/s72-c/74.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-7240167255919640606</id><published>2011-08-30T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T00:03:00.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#6</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ldtuwbpEzj1qazstso1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 348px;" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ldtuwbpEzj1qazstso1_500.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 6 - Five people who mean a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My daddy. Definitely. Yes, I'm a daddy's girl. No, it doesn't make me spoilt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My beshfwens, and X-Men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Unicorn. (Yes, it's a person. Only she will understand :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. For now, you do mean a lot to me. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-7240167255919640606?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7240167255919640606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=7240167255919640606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/7240167255919640606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/7240167255919640606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/6.html' title='#6'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-3534584903324779869</id><published>2011-08-29T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T00:08:00.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#5</title><content type='html'>Day 5 - Six things you wish you'd never done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I wish I didn't stop piano. I stopped at grade 7 and now I don't have the time to finish it. I feel that it's such a waste. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I shouldn't have slacked so much during SPM. I know I could've done wayyy better than what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I should've paid more attention last sem. It's okay, I'll be better this sem to cover up for the last one. And I shall be awesome in degree years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I should have finished ballet. Now I'm regretting for being so un-flexible and un-graceful. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I regret eating those suppers for the last 16 months or so. I don't anymore, so yay. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I shouldn't have let you down. Again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-3534584903324779869?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/3534584903324779869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=3534584903324779869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/3534584903324779869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/3534584903324779869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/5.html' title='#5'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-5391261476479573088</id><published>2011-08-28T03:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T03:26:47.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ma new bow :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X5rItb6qYwI/TllEg8S-rMI/AAAAAAAAD1s/SqdybD1jn0s/s1600/DSC_0685RE.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X5rItb6qYwI/TllEg8S-rMI/AAAAAAAAD1s/SqdybD1jn0s/s400/DSC_0685RE.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645618940617862338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bcg5Y_ApAzM/TllEgn5HZQI/AAAAAAAAD1k/lnDcLGtIIW4/s1600/DSC_0683RE.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bcg5Y_ApAzM/TllEgn5HZQI/AAAAAAAAD1k/lnDcLGtIIW4/s400/DSC_0683RE.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645618935140672770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Gk5u_pMvZQ/TllEgvH7L3I/AAAAAAAAD1c/SRP2iBulFqw/s1600/DSC_0680RE.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Gk5u_pMvZQ/TllEgvH7L3I/AAAAAAAAD1c/SRP2iBulFqw/s400/DSC_0680RE.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645618937081835378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-siaMhCdMeQk/TllEge9jgjI/AAAAAAAAD1U/VXNWTe63BrQ/s1600/DSC_0674R.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-siaMhCdMeQk/TllEge9jgjI/AAAAAAAAD1U/VXNWTe63BrQ/s400/DSC_0674R.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645618932743373362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I still smile on the outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-5391261476479573088?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/5391261476479573088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=5391261476479573088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/5391261476479573088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/5391261476479573088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/ma-new-bow-p.html' title='Ma new bow :P'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X5rItb6qYwI/TllEg8S-rMI/AAAAAAAAD1s/SqdybD1jn0s/s72-c/DSC_0685RE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-7544070119810106145</id><published>2011-08-28T03:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T03:11:40.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beggin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljr6ulIPJ71qaobbko1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 335px;" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljr6ulIPJ71qaobbko1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you lay with me and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;Please do not prove my doubts right. Please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-7544070119810106145?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7544070119810106145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=7544070119810106145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/7544070119810106145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/7544070119810106145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/beggin.html' title='Beggin&apos;'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-2345180284483283647</id><published>2011-08-28T00:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T01:03:27.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#4</title><content type='html'>Day 4 - Seven things that cross your mind a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My evergoing repeating to-do-list in my head. I swear. It repeats itself and I get really happy when I can cross out something in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm hungry. No wait, I'm just craving for something. Yeap. Should I eat? Nah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What am I going to do next? I lay out a virtual schedule in my head. Yes I am a perfectionist. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do not slap him/her even though how annoying he/she might be. Control yourself, you're just pissy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Wow, that guy is quite cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. That top/skirt/dress is really cute. Hmm, I should get something like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-2345180284483283647?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/2345180284483283647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=2345180284483283647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/2345180284483283647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/2345180284483283647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/4.html' title='#4'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-7348971114830970725</id><published>2011-08-27T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T21:32:51.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper hearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9kAXzHO6ee8/Tljry2Rm4GI/AAAAAAAAD1E/SNHWrtLikO8/s1600/tumblr_lq054rHMEy1qgg8auo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9kAXzHO6ee8/Tljry2Rm4GI/AAAAAAAAD1E/SNHWrtLikO8/s400/tumblr_lq054rHMEy1qgg8auo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645521391704268898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can take everything I have,&lt;br /&gt;You can break everything I am,&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm made of glass,&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm made of paper,&lt;br /&gt;Go on and try to tear me down,&lt;br /&gt;I will be rising from the ground,&lt;br /&gt;Like a skyscraper, like a skyscraper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Screwyouall. (:&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/3281552341957843377-7348971114830970725?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7348971114830970725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=7348971114830970725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/7348971114830970725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/7348971114830970725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/paper-hearts.html' title='Paper hearts'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9kAXzHO6ee8/Tljry2Rm4GI/AAAAAAAAD1E/SNHWrtLikO8/s72-c/tumblr_lq054rHMEy1qgg8auo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-3725733968498551510</id><published>2011-08-26T03:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T03:55:55.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YzB42j97tZA/TlanSVcur3I/AAAAAAAAD08/FutRG5B6TBk/s1600/tumblr_lqhrsdp5rW1r28fcmo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YzB42j97tZA/TlanSVcur3I/AAAAAAAAD08/FutRG5B6TBk/s400/tumblr_lqhrsdp5rW1r28fcmo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644883116392623986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This heart, it beats, beats for only you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My heart, is yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate myself for being so fickle. Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One moment I'm thinking to myself,&lt;i&gt; "Screw you, if you don't want this, then forget it."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's when I'm oh-so-confident about myself. Especially during the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's also when I think, &lt;i&gt;"Yeah, I should really stay guy-free for awhile, till next year?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course, later, when I'm not so busy with other things, like night time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or when I'm just bored, or just staring into space, I start to think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"But I do really like him, what if he is THE ONE. I should fight for this."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i'll most probably sleep on that thought, when I wake up the next day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, you've guessed it, process repeats. Agh, it is NOT fun I'm telling you. Not.Fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-3725733968498551510?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/3725733968498551510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=3725733968498551510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/3725733968498551510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/3725733968498551510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-heart.html' title='My heart'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YzB42j97tZA/TlanSVcur3I/AAAAAAAAD08/FutRG5B6TBk/s72-c/tumblr_lqhrsdp5rW1r28fcmo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-1541926897469611278</id><published>2011-08-26T03:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T23:57:46.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ujRRpDt0oHk/TlkTrZYx0lI/AAAAAAAAD1M/d-X2QLSfwRc/s1600/tumblr_lh9jn160T51qbhg39o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ujRRpDt0oHk/TlkTrZYx0lI/AAAAAAAAD1M/d-X2QLSfwRc/s400/tumblr_lh9jn160T51qbhg39o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645565244155744850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 - Eight ways to win your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Humour me. Please please please, have a sense of humour or Imma beat you up. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Love me for who I am. Don't try to change me, for I will not change myself for you. Unless the reason is very very good. Did I mention, very? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Be yourself. Don't fake up a different personality just to impress me whatsoever. If I like you, I will like everything you are. Even your flaws. Everyone has flaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Care about me. Let me say this, there is a very fine line between caring and overprotective. Make sure you don't go all psycho-killer on me. Don't ask me 24/7 where I am, who I'm with, what I can or can't do. I am not a child anymore, so don't treat me like I'm one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Feed me. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Let me meet your friends. Sometimes, certain people are a whole different person when they are with their friends, like their social identities. I would like to know that. And, somewhat, a person's character can be judged through their friends as well. Things I don't know about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Don't be shy. Be adventurous and spontaneous. I mean, sometimes, when a guy is shy, or blushing when his friend is teasing him about me, it's cute. That's fine, but to a certain extend. I like adventurous people. Try new things, not the same ol same ol, movies and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do not show PDA. I'm okay with holding hands, and pecks. Nothing more than that in the public. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-1541926897469611278?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/1541926897469611278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=1541926897469611278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/1541926897469611278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/1541926897469611278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/3.html' title='#3'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ujRRpDt0oHk/TlkTrZYx0lI/AAAAAAAAD1M/d-X2QLSfwRc/s72-c/tumblr_lh9jn160T51qbhg39o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-7591821563220316585</id><published>2011-08-25T00:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T03:27:07.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#2</title><content type='html'>Day 2 - Nine things about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; I am not loveydovey&lt;/span&gt;, which comes of as me, being insensitive, or a plain btch. I don't have the habit of hugging people or random 'I love you's. I like to mean what I say. Isn't that what we're all suppose to do anyways? I will only be at least, slightly loveydovey with you if I've known you long enough or I really like you. For example, if it's just the first 2-3 months of a relationship, you will NEVER hear me say, 'I miss you' and definitely not, 'I love you'. If you tell me those phrases, you'd most probably get ignored or I'd say "Awww."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I don't get close/trust anyone easily. &lt;/span&gt;If I don't know you well enough, I sure as hell won't trust you. Isn't that common sense? How would you know what kind of person he/she is. Maybe the person is nice to you for an ulterior motive? Or it's still a fresh friendship, his/her true colours are not out yet. So, I'm pretty careful with what I say to who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I definitely don't fall in love easily.&lt;/span&gt; At some points, yes maybe I THINK that I'm in love, but my brain is just going, NO, YOU'RE NOT. I guess I listen to my brain a lot than my heart. Yeap, that's for sure. It's like, certain days I'll wake up and go, "Wow, I think I've fallen with him.". Then the next day, "Ugh, he's so annoying. Why is he sending me these corny texts.". It's somehow my mindset that I won't fall in love, sometimes good, but of course, sometimes bad. You have no idea how many chances I missed cause I told myself that that wasn't "IT". Not "the one" and all the other bullcraps. Out of the gazillion possibilities, if I do fall in love, I'd take forever to get out of it and I think that only happened... once. So far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; I am a Gemini.&lt;/span&gt; A June Gemini. Yes, I believe in horoscopes and their predictions cause so far, it's 90% true either way. Especially personality wise and love compatibility. So, for more information about me, you may ask Uncle Google about Gemini characteristics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I LOVE food.&lt;/span&gt; I swear, love is actually an understatement. Food is everything to me! I won't go on a food diet where you can't eat the whole day, NEVER. Reducing and eating the right amount is already a torture for me. I used to be really really thin, thank god for the high metabolism rate and sports. But now, I rarely work out anymore, but still eating the same amount of food, so imagine how much weight I've gained since. :O Oh well, I will still love you, no matter what. (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; I am in decisive.&lt;/span&gt; Wait, I mean, I'm &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt; indecisive. I can change my mind in a split second for no apparent reason then change it back again the next minute. Unless you give me a very concrete proof, fact or evidence, I will keep on changing my mind in my head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I THINK I quite like the colour blue&lt;/span&gt;, but then again, I don't really have a favourite colour. I mean, I guess, I prefer blue to the rest, but I don't mind black, or grey either. Or red, or green. Ahh, you get me. But for clothing wise, I don't really like white, yellow or brown. White because I'm too clumsy to keep it clean or not thin enough. Yellow and brown makes me look pale and dark. Nope. Not a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I don't really fancy flowers and plants.&lt;/span&gt; I don't mind getting a bouquet of flowers, really, but not crazy for it. I just find flowers really scary. Cause it's a living thing, it grows, and its soft and ticklish. I don't know, I just can't touch it. And I hate walking on tall grasses. It just creeps the hell outta me thinking what maybe beneath it. Don't you think so? No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Like other girls,&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; I like taking pictures of myself&lt;/span&gt;. Pretty pictures of course :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-7591821563220316585?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7591821563220316585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=7591821563220316585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/7591821563220316585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/7591821563220316585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/2.html' title='#2'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-4502883466270840911</id><published>2011-08-24T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T01:07:45.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#1</title><content type='html'>Day 1 -Ten things you wanna say to ten different people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Well, I'm not doing this in any particular order, but you just seem to be on top of my mind at the moment. Ahh, this shows how much I think about things when I've got nothing better to do. Let's see, I haven't known you for a long time, definitely less than a year but we've grown really close to each other since I met you. The term 'friends' obviously can't be used to describe our relationship. All the ups and downs we've been through, and I guess, there is still somewhat hope for this to continue. At least I hope so. Things aren't very smooth for us now, but hopefully it'll come around soon. I really like that fact that how we've got nothing much in common, yet how much we've fallen for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My two best buds since forevah. I'm sure you know who you are. These 5-11 years have been amazing for us. From all the ridiculous drama we've been through as a group and ending up with us only. It's fun to see how far we've been. At times, we've got our differences and 'hormonal imbalance' situations where we get pissed, but in the end, it's all good. Ain't it? We'll just resort to "She's like that." It shows how much we understand each other instead of 'tolerating' each other. Even though we're in college now, I thought we wouldn't be as close in the beginning, but we still are as strong as always. To 5 years and counting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I kinda have the hots for you, but definitely do not see us in a relationship in the future. Duh. So. not. gonna. work. out. Haha. But yeah, I guess you've got the charm in you that you think it's so absofckiglutely great and it somewhat makes you arrogant. Can't deny that you're one arrogant biatch, but two can play this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Recently, I feel that we've been drifting apart, I don't know if I'm just being extra sensitive about stuff or it's somewhat the truth. It's like, most of the time I don't feel included in your conversations. Those 'inside secrets' that people seem to know except for me. Then, you'll feel like you're obligated to tell me, and yet still reluctant to say something. Oh well, I mean, there's nothing much that I can do about it, is there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Forever X-Men. Enough said. (Yes including the pikachuwatchmodelinhongkong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I do not feel anything anymore whatsoever when I see your picture, or talk to you or even see you. Which is a good thing, for me, that is. It feels like such a relieve actually. After a year plus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I'm sorry that I've hurt you, I know I did. Plus the fact that till today you don't know the full reason for the actions that I've did. I'm sure you know partly why I was being mean and ignorant towards you at that moment, but you still don't know the rest which is kinda the main part. I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier, but I guess it's just not that easy to explain something to anyone, for me. After awhile of not hanging out, I guess now we are getting closer as friends, which is great. You're a great company and friend. Maybe just not more than that, or it was just wrong timing in the first place. I'm sure you'll find someone awesome. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I've known you for quite awhile already I would say, 3 years? That's a long time for a friend that I've met from scratch. Like, total strangers to almost lovers at one part and now, friends. I'm actually glad I've met you and spent loads of time with you at one point. Am I still somehow the only girl that is your friend that you're not dating now? Haha. I hope so, it somehow makes me feel special? So, to our friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Okay, this, I honestly do not know what in the mortal world happened between us. We were close, then enemies, then close again and now? What are we? And the thing is we haven't got the chance to talk about the problem we had, but still, why the sudden dissociation? It's so sudden, that I honestly do not know why or what I did to cause this. :/ Hopefully we can sort this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I guess now we're quite mutual with each other, or at least I don't feel like killing you when I see you or beating you up when I hear your voice. :D Mutual is a very good state I'm telling you. Especially for after what you did and what kind of person you are, even now, I think you still haven't change. You haven't change your principles in life which are really important, you may change the way you treat me, but definitely not yourself in general.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-4502883466270840911?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/4502883466270840911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=4502883466270840911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/4502883466270840911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/4502883466270840911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/1.html' title='#1'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-164329261557969734</id><published>2011-08-24T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T00:18:20.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 day challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another 10 day challenge to keep my blog alive. Some sort (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Day 1 -Ten things you wanna say to ten different people.&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 - Nine things about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 - Eight ways to win your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Day 4 - Seven things that cross your mind a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Day 5 - Six things you wish you'd never done.&lt;br /&gt;Day 6 - Five people who mean a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Day 7 - Four turn offs.&lt;br /&gt;Day 8 - Three turn ons.&lt;br /&gt;Day 9 - Two smiley that describe your life right now.&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 - One confession.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-164329261557969734?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/164329261557969734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=164329261557969734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/164329261557969734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/164329261557969734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/10-day-challenge.html' title='10 day challenge'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-7060290758418653902</id><published>2011-08-23T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T00:30:00.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 15</title><content type='html'>Day 15 – What are five things people don’t know about you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, 5 things strangers wouldn't guess about me then:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm studying architecture. (People like to guess that I'm doing mass comm or something to do with pr.)&lt;br /&gt;2. I have scoliosis. (It is not that obvious. Unless you have it yourself, or you will realise only after I've told you.)&lt;br /&gt;3. I have tiny strips of red highlights. (People just don't pay attention to small details I guess.)&lt;br /&gt;4. I am super random and friendly. :D (Cause sometimes apparently I might come of as cocky)&lt;br /&gt;5. I am/was a cheerleader. (Really? I don't come off as one? Hmm, I will take that as a compliment I guess.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-7060290758418653902?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7060290758418653902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=7060290758418653902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/7060290758418653902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/7060290758418653902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-15.html' title='Day 15'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-464044166024139692</id><published>2011-08-22T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T00:09:00.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 14</title><content type='html'>Day 14 – Would you want to be famous? Why or why not? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Of course I want to be famous one day.&lt;br /&gt;Famous for something good, not bad of course. :D&lt;br /&gt;Well, question is, why wouldn't anyone want to be famous?&lt;br /&gt;And I want to be remembered of especially when I'm already gone,&lt;br /&gt;Being famous accomplishes that. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-464044166024139692?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/464044166024139692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=464044166024139692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/464044166024139692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/464044166024139692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-14_22.html' title='Day 14'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-1018194303509865594</id><published>2011-08-21T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T00:02:00.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 13</title><content type='html'>Day 13 – Are you a morning or night person? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm DEFINITELY a night person. No doubts. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I am some sort of a bat, but cause of college, I gotta get up early.&lt;br /&gt;Which I really dread to do every morning. :/&lt;br /&gt;In the holidays, I actually missed all the sunlights. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-1018194303509865594?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/1018194303509865594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=1018194303509865594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/1018194303509865594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/1018194303509865594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-13.html' title='Day 13'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-3752010486218139136</id><published>2011-08-20T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T17:15:19.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZNdGWErKV38/Tk95mqgsyUI/AAAAAAAAD00/H4riodlzvvQ/s1600/248.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZNdGWErKV38/Tk95mqgsyUI/AAAAAAAAD00/H4riodlzvvQ/s400/248.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642862563271952706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As of today, is it the end of a 16 weeks journey?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the first time you laid eyes on me differently,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First time you held my hands like I was yours to keep,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First time you kissed me as the sign of a new beginning after a horrible patch,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First time I was in your arms,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all the times that we made fun of each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is this the end? I'm sure you're asking the same question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I thought to myself, tracking back to the first time(s).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never knew that it would last this long, but it did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then some unwanted things happen, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never knew that you would take me back, but you did. Somehow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, it's fading once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is this now the end of the end? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not meant to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're better off without me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'll find someone better than me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If we're meant to be, it'll come around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not good enough for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, you and I don't want all these kind of answers anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, the question now is, what are the answers we're looking for? I'm looking for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it why this is ending, or how can we make it happen again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahh, too many questions, too little time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess I just have to wake up and get out of my little fairy tale life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-3752010486218139136?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/3752010486218139136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=3752010486218139136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/3752010486218139136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/3752010486218139136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/is-it.html' title='Is it?'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZNdGWErKV38/Tk95mqgsyUI/AAAAAAAAD00/H4riodlzvvQ/s72-c/248.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-5467218466131865761</id><published>2011-08-20T13:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T14:15:59.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that drives me up the wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lirejs4IvG1qazstso1_500.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lirejs4IvG1qazstso1_500.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. I find it really rude and annoying when you don't silent your phone in certain places. Places like, college in a class, church, or movies and so on.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's like, can't you respect the others in the class? I always silent my phone once I reach college, even out of the class. I don't expect you to do that, but in class, especially class compared to lectures, yes I expect so. And if it's the first class of the day, still kinda tolerable, cause maybe you forgot to silent it, but if it's classes after that, it's kinda rude. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yeah. In movies, you're not even suppose to talk on the phone. There's a thing called texting or call them back when you're done.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Do not, I repeat, do not drive like a fcktard.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I mean by a fcktard:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you want to speed, go ahead, I'm not stopping you. I will cut to the left, but patience, don't fcking highlight me like a bitch after I've signaled left. OR it's in a jam, why do you want to overtake when you can go no where further? Geez, calm 'em tities man. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you want to overtake like a retard, it's not as bad as when you don't put your signal lights. It gets really annoying cause how would I know you want to cut to my lane? Especially when I'm so close to the car in front of me, you still want to squeeze in at a fast speed WITHOUT signals. Really? You're getting on my nerves. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In a jam at a traffic light, do not try to queue at the back of the cars when obviously they're not moving and when the light turns red, you WILL block the whole damn road. Seriously! Do you not have any brains in that head of yours, you can see that the cars are not moving due to something, I don't know whatever it can be, so don't try to block other people from another side.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. When you don't listen. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;To someone when it's important. Then later when they're done, you ask me a million questions that could have been answered if you actually paid attention just now. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you asked me something, I explained in detail, THEN, you say, "What? Sorry I wasn't concentrating." Wtf. If you don't want to listen, or busy doing something else, dont' ask me to explain to you right now, you can ask me later when you actually want to listen to me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. You ask me for MY opinion on something, then you screw me up later for it or not put it into consideration at all.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;First of all, YOU are the one who's asking for my opinion. Not that I'd rudely interrupted your amazing speech of your own point of view. You asked. So, I give you an honest answer of what I think of it. Then, you turn on your 'judgemental' mode and give me all kinds of shit. Judging and commenting on my point of view. There's no wrong or right in a person's views. Oh! And discussing about my point of view with actual facts with a non-defensive mode is fine. I'm okay with that. Maybe after what you've told me, I realise that I was wrong. Why not. But DO NOT shoot at me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you need an opinion in a decision of some sort, so you came to me. I will just give you my opinion, but you don't have to necessarily follow what I said. But I mean, what's the point when you ask, then as if you're not even listening, continue with your own decision. Why ask in the first place? You can just do it your own way. No?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. If you have a problem with me, just tell me, or talk to me about it. There's no point going through all the hassle so that the gossip can come back to me. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;You don't have to post it all over the cyber world about who you think I am. Or criticising me when you don't even know me or the reason to my certain actions.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You don't have to spread rumours or gossip about me to my friends or my circle of friends. Cause, trust me, it'll come back to me even though you've said "Oh, please don't tell her."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You don't have to go through all the hassle of that, and STILL pretend that everything is okay in front of me, being overly nice to me. Seriously, save it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-5467218466131865761?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/5467218466131865761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=5467218466131865761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/5467218466131865761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/5467218466131865761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/things-that-drives-me-up-wall.html' title='Things that drives me up the wall'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-2454618693135179845</id><published>2011-08-20T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T00:05:00.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 12</title><content type='html'>Day 12 – Who do you live with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live with my family, dad, and my dad's mum. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-2454618693135179845?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/2454618693135179845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=2454618693135179845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/2454618693135179845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/2454618693135179845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-12.html' title='Day 12'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-8897291605025810957</id><published>2011-08-19T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T00:09:00.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 11</title><content type='html'>Day 11 – How many languages do you speak? What are they? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I speak... 5 languages in total.&lt;br /&gt;English, Malay, Hokkien, Mandarin and Cantonese. :D&lt;br /&gt;I feel pro right now, do not, I repeat DO NOT pop my bubble.&lt;br /&gt;Fanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-8897291605025810957?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/8897291605025810957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=8897291605025810957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/8897291605025810957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/8897291605025810957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-11_19.html' title='Day 11'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-1363839102780301706</id><published>2011-08-18T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T00:05:01.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 10</title><content type='html'>Day 10 – Do you have a religion? What is it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a born buddhist, well, my family is buddhist.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in certain parts of the buddhist teaching. I do.&lt;br /&gt;But I also believe in science and evolution. &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, pretty contradicting, but whatever that makes sense to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-1363839102780301706?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/1363839102780301706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=1363839102780301706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/1363839102780301706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/1363839102780301706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-10.html' title='Day 10'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-2867320156408761340</id><published>2011-08-17T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T19:20:57.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Electric Feel</title><content type='html'>Am I selfish, manipulative, mean, irresponsible, disrespectful, fickled and naive?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or, am I kind, trustworthy, intelligent, witty, charming, fun and versatile?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The big question of &lt;b&gt;'Who am I?'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you ever wondered?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I am what I think I am, because, my actions seems to say so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I just being &lt;b&gt;selfish&lt;/b&gt; for doing things only to my own advantage?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I &lt;b&gt;manipulate&lt;/b&gt; others so I can get what I want, and throw them away when I'm done?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or I'm &lt;b&gt;mean&lt;/b&gt; because I couldn't care less about certain things, especially feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I might be&lt;b&gt; irresponsible&lt;/b&gt; for not finishing up whatever I've started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I &lt;b&gt;disrespecting&lt;/b&gt; others? Not treating them nicely all the time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or am I being a bad person for having a &lt;b&gt;fickle &lt;/b&gt;mind? That I can't decide at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OR maybe all of these are under a big branch of me being &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;naive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It may be true, or not, but not all things are as we perceive them to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, don't judge me, you're not God. I'm sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not perfect, I'm not God either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-2867320156408761340?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/2867320156408761340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=2867320156408761340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/2867320156408761340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/2867320156408761340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/electric-feel.html' title='Electric Feel'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-8916915912982019966</id><published>2011-08-17T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T12:36:00.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Verisimilitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.vwfa.net/thumbnailer/show_image.php?filename=/v1/artists/images/exhibitions/158_1334.jpg&amp;amp;width=550&amp;amp;height=455" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 550px; height: 354px;" src="http://www.vwfa.net/thumbnailer/show_image.php?filename=/v1/artists/images/exhibitions/158_1334.jpg&amp;amp;width=550&amp;amp;height=455" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-8916915912982019966?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/8916915912982019966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=8916915912982019966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/8916915912982019966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/8916915912982019966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/verisimilitude.html' title='Verisimilitude'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-500451836192620252</id><published>2011-08-17T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T00:11:00.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 9</title><content type='html'>Day 9 – What are your hobbies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... what are my hobbies.&lt;br /&gt;I guess they are, sports, art and food!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I left out, snoozing. Haha, I loveee sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I may sound exactly like a pig at this moment,&lt;br /&gt;But who cares? I'm sure everyone loves to sleep. :B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-500451836192620252?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/500451836192620252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=500451836192620252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/500451836192620252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/500451836192620252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-9.html' title='Day 9'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-1764012488824306031</id><published>2011-08-16T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T00:01:00.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 8</title><content type='html'>Day 8 – How old are you? Do you like being the age you are? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just turned 18 this year recently. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, I love being 18, it is somehow the peak of my teenage life.&lt;br /&gt;College started, being able to drive and being legal.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to stay this age forever if I could, but I can't. &lt;br /&gt;So, I shall just enjoy it while I can. (Rest of the year)&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the female version of Peterpan, never grow up. :D&lt;br /&gt;Maybe when I was younger I'd always wanted to grow up fast. Now, no.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-1764012488824306031?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/1764012488824306031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=1764012488824306031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/1764012488824306031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/1764012488824306031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-8.html' title='Day 8'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-3400352506054571701</id><published>2011-08-15T02:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T02:09:06.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In for the thrill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpof53Sxub1qb7rfio1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 317px;" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpof53Sxub1qb7rfio1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could watch you for a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;You’re my favourite movie&lt;br /&gt;A thousand endings&lt;br /&gt;You mean everything to me&lt;br /&gt;I never know what’s coming&lt;br /&gt;Forever fascinated&lt;br /&gt;Hope you don’t stop running&lt;br /&gt;To me cause I’ll always be waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are A cinema I could watch you forever&lt;br /&gt;Action Thriller I could watch you forever&lt;br /&gt;You are A Cinema A Hollywood treasure&lt;br /&gt;Love you Just the way you are&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sometimes, I miss you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And again, sometimes, I don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-3400352506054571701?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/3400352506054571701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=3400352506054571701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/3400352506054571701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/3400352506054571701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/in-for-thrill.html' title='In for the thrill'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-8280725306819214242</id><published>2011-08-15T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T00:19:00.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 7</title><content type='html'>Day 7 – Do you like sports? What are your favorite sport?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I love sports! Used to be really really active in sports.&lt;br /&gt;Some sports in particular that I like are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cheerleading (Yes, cheerleading is a sport, it is THE sport, #1 sport.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dance&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marathons&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swimming&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Badminton&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A little bit of squash and basketball &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-8280725306819214242?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/8280725306819214242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=8280725306819214242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/8280725306819214242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/8280725306819214242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-7.html' title='Day 7'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-3238100265760791261</id><published>2011-08-14T01:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T01:15:22.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's no time for sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oYAlt-EEPEY/TkaxBc00kQI/AAAAAAAADys/IoNuz1TG0bU/s1600/262.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oYAlt-EEPEY/TkaxBc00kQI/AAAAAAAADys/IoNuz1TG0bU/s400/262.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640390221803852034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes, I'm so envious of those people,&lt;br /&gt;Those with their happy ever afters,&lt;br /&gt;Those who got to be with their loved one,&lt;br /&gt;And again, how would you know there weren't any rough parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think to myself, I want to be wanted so much,&lt;br /&gt;But yet I don't want to be owned.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how will that work, but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't got the time to figure things out. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, now and then I pretend that I'm contented with life. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-3238100265760791261?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/3238100265760791261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=3238100265760791261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/3238100265760791261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/3238100265760791261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/theres-no-time-for-sleep.html' title='There&apos;s no time for sleep'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oYAlt-EEPEY/TkaxBc00kQI/AAAAAAAADys/IoNuz1TG0bU/s72-c/262.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-2514783790930488108</id><published>2011-08-14T01:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T20:34:25.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashley's Surprise Birthday Lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yee Lin organised a surprise birthday lunch for Ash, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She invited us all the highschool friends for a small reunion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9uhJhjL4gNo/Tke_D-z3MDI/AAAAAAAAD0s/7XQDlQARWLU/s1600/002R.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9uhJhjL4gNo/Tke_D-z3MDI/AAAAAAAAD0s/7XQDlQARWLU/s400/002R.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640687133425872946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ashley, the birthday girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YOlPpewdMTs/Tke_D6pa-JI/AAAAAAAAD0k/u0cP4xWH9_c/s1600/006R.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YOlPpewdMTs/Tke_D6pa-JI/AAAAAAAAD0k/u0cP4xWH9_c/s400/006R.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640687132308338834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a Canon vs Nikon picture. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IMZxucVs_8A/Tke_Dha3fOI/AAAAAAAAD0c/RW7utKTggu8/s1600/007R.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IMZxucVs_8A/Tke_Dha3fOI/AAAAAAAAD0c/RW7utKTggu8/s400/007R.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640687125536406754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The rest of the group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wlHAe-FAO-M/Tke_DTr_ebI/AAAAAAAAD0U/q5DRamnSuh4/s1600/008R.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wlHAe-FAO-M/Tke_DTr_ebI/AAAAAAAAD0U/q5DRamnSuh4/s400/008R.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640687121850137010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4QyCQkV5EQs/Tke_DQUTuSI/AAAAAAAAD0M/dCFChn0XRqU/s1600/009R.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4QyCQkV5EQs/Tke_DQUTuSI/AAAAAAAAD0M/dCFChn0XRqU/s400/009R.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640687120945494306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iTbg7TkUc9U/Tke68HO-SRI/AAAAAAAAD0E/yXhOfVeSJsM/s1600/010R.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iTbg7TkUc9U/Tke68HO-SRI/AAAAAAAAD0E/yXhOfVeSJsM/s400/010R.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640682600201603346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-blPz75GLCt0/Tke67yJFi8I/AAAAAAAADz8/OUlz1_u5qv4/s1600/012R.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-blPz75GLCt0/Tke67yJFi8I/AAAAAAAADz8/OUlz1_u5qv4/s400/012R.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640682594539768770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i6uRlG7bK44/Tke67s0eWMI/AAAAAAAADz0/yK1SP0gRzK4/s1600/013R.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i6uRlG7bK44/Tke67s0eWMI/AAAAAAAADz0/yK1SP0gRzK4/s400/013R.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640682593111136450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her epic face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ITNatLM4OKI/Tke67UD2aqI/AAAAAAAADzs/iCH9-FZeFRk/s1600/015R.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ITNatLM4OKI/Tke67UD2aqI/AAAAAAAADzs/iCH9-FZeFRk/s400/015R.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640682586464742050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R7jNrSt0-hU/Tke67LXSLRI/AAAAAAAADzk/ECHHlwBbgFU/s1600/022R.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R7jNrSt0-hU/Tke67LXSLRI/AAAAAAAADzk/ECHHlwBbgFU/s400/022R.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640682584130333970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9IrL5UaMNKQ/Tke1cR5T64I/AAAAAAAADzc/FPHlZ9JNBmY/s1600/026R.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9IrL5UaMNKQ/Tke1cR5T64I/AAAAAAAADzc/FPHlZ9JNBmY/s400/026R.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640676555749583746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1dgQHKY3mQI/Tke1b8XDBbI/AAAAAAAADzU/X5w_5g88igk/s1600/027R.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1dgQHKY3mQI/Tke1b8XDBbI/AAAAAAAADzU/X5w_5g88igk/s400/027R.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640676549968725426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Group pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SrIo4ohn2Xo/Tke1bV0o43I/AAAAAAAADzM/pCsxtfNYPTo/s1600/030R.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SrIo4ohn2Xo/Tke1bV0o43I/AAAAAAAADzM/pCsxtfNYPTo/s400/030R.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640676539623859058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KiEbJxEmn3w/Tke1bHiWhkI/AAAAAAAADzE/uzAdMFCaVAY/s1600/032R.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KiEbJxEmn3w/Tke1bHiWhkI/AAAAAAAADzE/uzAdMFCaVAY/s400/032R.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640676535789061698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H7yu5zKXT8M/Tke1bInuhJI/AAAAAAAADy8/vKve69Lc0Z4/s1600/037R.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H7yu5zKXT8M/Tke1bInuhJI/AAAAAAAADy8/vKve69Lc0Z4/s400/037R.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640676536080041106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ashley, "promoting" her birthday gift from bodyshop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And again, Imma end the post with a picture of yours truly and Ash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do the awkward smile!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F7Edu8N3d_c/Tkei-uK4XbI/AAAAAAAADy0/lZ5UJJtIr4A/s1600/019R.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F7Edu8N3d_c/Tkei-uK4XbI/AAAAAAAADy0/lZ5UJJtIr4A/s400/019R.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640656256734092722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-2514783790930488108?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9uhJhjL4gNo/Tke_D-z3MDI/AAAAAAAAD0s/7XQDlQARWLU/s72-c/002R.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-2379741170565588676</id><published>2011-08-14T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T00:07:01.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6</title><content type='html'>Day 6 – What do you do in your free time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, this term "free time" is not applicable to me right now.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, well, okay, maybe once in a week or so I'll have free time.&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, I would go out with my bunch of friends,&lt;br /&gt;Have some fun, take a night off from all my assignments. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-2379741170565588676?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/2379741170565588676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=2379741170565588676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/2379741170565588676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/2379741170565588676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-6.html' title='Day 6'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-6962776827216433518</id><published>2011-08-13T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T00:19:20.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything and everything people (: &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/missadhd" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/missadhd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-6962776827216433518?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/6962776827216433518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-5953842836293539799</id><published>2011-08-13T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T00:05:02.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5</title><content type='html'>Day 5 – Have you ever met a famous person? Who was it? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm, come to think of it, I don't think I've even met a famous person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like any celebrity or band or any sort for meet and greets or upclose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nope, sadly, nope. Well, I'm not exactly a big fan of any particular person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe that's why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-5953842836293539799?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/5953842836293539799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=5953842836293539799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/5953842836293539799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/5953842836293539799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-5.html' title='Day 5'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-2323980744629612090</id><published>2011-08-12T23:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T00:17:40.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The trip to ze art gallery!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After class, Pinky and I went to pack up some food and chatime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Headed over to Help University College to pass it to a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blackberry's gps is one the worst, but still got us there. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, headed towards Bangsar to an art gallery for our English project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sJ6BHH7eO78/TkVPpdSRaJI/AAAAAAAADyk/j0NjYqJk-DQ/s1600/001R.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sJ6BHH7eO78/TkVPpdSRaJI/AAAAAAAADyk/j0NjYqJk-DQ/s400/001R.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640001682005911698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SyL5v04EqHg/TkVPpFk_SVI/AAAAAAAADyc/NZGKhnFAFFA/s1600/022R.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SyL5v04EqHg/TkVPpFk_SVI/AAAAAAAADyc/NZGKhnFAFFA/s400/022R.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640001675641964882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OJVxv4K3wG8/TkVPo8sfooI/AAAAAAAADyU/YPd-mCg4UNE/s1600/021R.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OJVxv4K3wG8/TkVPo8sfooI/AAAAAAAADyU/YPd-mCg4UNE/s400/021R.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640001673257525890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This place is recommended by our lecturer to come visit. So, there we were.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Valentine Willie Fine Art&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1st Floor, Jalan Telawi 3, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bangsar Baru, 59100, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kuala Lumpur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Opening hours: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Monday - Friday: 12noon to 8pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saturdays. 12 noon to 6pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There will be an art exhibition titled '&lt;i&gt;Half full, half empty&lt;/i&gt;'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From the 12th of August to 27th of August 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vPpRyGFCuEY/TkVPQh43oKI/AAAAAAAADyM/HkEGA6HQRNI/s1600/002R.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vPpRyGFCuEY/TkVPQh43oKI/AAAAAAAADyM/HkEGA6HQRNI/s400/002R.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640001253744812194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SyAAl61tKGs/TkVPQcwqdPI/AAAAAAAADyE/gpoKCcpQsm0/s1600/016R.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SyAAl61tKGs/TkVPQcwqdPI/AAAAAAAADyE/gpoKCcpQsm0/s400/016R.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640001252368217330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photography and paintings from the exhibition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-75Eu7O9Gwp4/TkVPQYz8ZuI/AAAAAAAADx8/cPqcgC-1-Ak/s1600/018R.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-75Eu7O9Gwp4/TkVPQYz8ZuI/AAAAAAAADx8/cPqcgC-1-Ak/s400/018R.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640001251308234466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7UYequmIUtU/TkVPQBF9zYI/AAAAAAAADx0/XZ8VuArPE_8/s1600/013R.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7UYequmIUtU/TkVPQBF9zYI/AAAAAAAADx0/XZ8VuArPE_8/s400/013R.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640001244941372802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dNK-yPB_8JI/TkVPP8YmOZI/AAAAAAAADxs/z8CVmMwzVjc/s1600/017R.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dNK-yPB_8JI/TkVPP8YmOZI/AAAAAAAADxs/z8CVmMwzVjc/s400/017R.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640001243677342098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After that, we checked out 'F Block' and bought some stuff over there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haha, yes we happen to be girls, couldn't help it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The price was pretty reasonable, but the sizes are quite petite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rushed back to my place just in time for Mcdonald's Mcvalue lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Felt really guilty after lunch, but compensated with a small dinner and dance class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't feel TOO guilty anymore. I can sleep in peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And as I've mentioned, I'm pretty piled up with my college &lt;b&gt;work&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;English: 1 essay and 1 group project.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Design Visualisation: About 14 sketches up to next week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Culture &amp;amp; Civilisation: A graphical timeline and map of the Sumer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-2323980744629612090?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/2323980744629612090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=2323980744629612090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/2323980744629612090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/2323980744629612090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/trip-to-ze-art-gallery.html' title='The trip to ze art gallery!'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sJ6BHH7eO78/TkVPpdSRaJI/AAAAAAAADyk/j0NjYqJk-DQ/s72-c/001R.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-6028082603902851364</id><published>2011-08-12T01:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T01:52:37.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lp5fultOyX1qaobbko1_400.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 363px;" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lp5fultOyX1qaobbko1_400.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;b&gt; Timetable&lt;/b&gt; is effed up. Seriously the management is definitely making fun of us.&lt;div&gt;I'm starting to think they're trying to make our life miserable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, the timetable had a lot of clashes, then they changed it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And guess what? Yes, they're changing it again, to, Idontknowwhat. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;The work is piling up!&lt;/b&gt; It's not that I'm not hardworking or don't do my work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just that DV is really taking up my time. It's true, it's a monster. Yeap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did my dv sketches, but they're not up to standard, so have to redo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest is still not too bad I guess, especially EPC, Social Psychology and Business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just a weekly class assignment, and it's not too hard if you pay attention in class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English is loading us up with loads of essays and class assignment though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. There'll be &lt;b&gt;class trips&lt;/b&gt; during activity week in October. Woot woot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The choices now are either Cambodia for Culture &amp;amp; Civilisation or HKMacau. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would actually prefer going to Cambodia cause at least you get to see Angkor Wat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But all my friends prefer going to HK &amp;amp; Macau. :/ Hmm, I'm still undecided I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-6028082603902851364?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/6028082603902851364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=6028082603902851364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/6028082603902851364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/6028082603902851364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/daily-3.html' title='Daily 3'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-7367019489374332415</id><published>2011-08-12T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T01:39:55.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4</title><content type='html'>Day 4 – Where do you live? Have you ever lived in another country from where you do currently? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am currently living in Damansara, Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have never lived permanently in another country, although I wish I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, I would really love to experience living in another country.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think my time will come. Soon enough. Soon. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-7367019489374332415?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7367019489374332415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=7367019489374332415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/7367019489374332415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/7367019489374332415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-4.html' title='Day 4'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-2886292461049981966</id><published>2011-08-11T01:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T01:16:58.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Move along</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LZGAOMYMOAg/TkK6SuZzQEI/AAAAAAAADxk/WFJEmiaRRdg/s1600/97.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LZGAOMYMOAg/TkK6SuZzQEI/AAAAAAAADxk/WFJEmiaRRdg/s400/97.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639274514277941314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;People love, people let go.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And apparently it's all planned by "fate".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or we'll just have to follow our destiny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;People let go, and sometimes, people love again.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Destiny? Do we just wait for things to happen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I say, if you want it, go out there and get it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;If it's meant to be, it will fall in to place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Let's just go with the flow. (Cause it sounds right.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Really? If you don't even try to get to know me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Doesn't it show that you couldn't care less?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, and again, who am I to comment on these kind of things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Who am I to give my opinions on something that I often fail at.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Everything will be wrong, timing, the person, my decisions or thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;People change. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's for sure, I can't argue with that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They could change for the better in your point or view, or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In a short period of time, a person can change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or maybe, you've changed, not necessarily it's the other person,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You may find the other person reacting differently to something,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe you are over that phase, you stepped out and observed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No one should be blamed for these kind of events.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you don't like or is uncomfortable with the changes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then, let the person know and maybe some things can be worked out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If not then, move on. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Move on.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 words, most used by a teenage girl. Ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You tell yourself, you tell your best friends, you tell your partner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's so easy to say, yet, very hard to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You think you're over the person, until you meet again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The way the person looks at you, talk to you, laughs with you and so on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It just feels... different, if you have not moved on. Yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-2886292461049981966?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/2886292461049981966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=2886292461049981966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/2886292461049981966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/2886292461049981966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/move-along.html' title='Move along'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LZGAOMYMOAg/TkK6SuZzQEI/AAAAAAAADxk/WFJEmiaRRdg/s72-c/97.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-3513179044588169783</id><published>2011-08-11T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T00:18:05.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3</title><content type='html'>Day 3 – Do you like to cook? What’s your favorite food? Are you good at cooking? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like to cook and I like to bake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, I rarely do so cause they things I cook only interest me, apparently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause my family doesn't really like cakes and cookies, even italian nor western. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still cook and bake, once in awhile, then take a few days to finish the food. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favourite food would be, dairy products; cheese, milk, beef, butter...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah I know you get what I mean! Haha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm, last question, I am not too bad I would say. Edible and some better. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-3513179044588169783?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/3513179044588169783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=3513179044588169783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/3513179044588169783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/3513179044588169783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-3.html' title='Day 3'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-3758804009145459603</id><published>2011-08-10T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T23:44:44.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epic day for Jeanny and Pei Wen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we came up with our own dictionary. And it's called,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;SOTONG BALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Long story to why we named it that, but soon, videos shall be posted!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Words we have so far:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Oh my god.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. What the fack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-3758804009145459603?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/3758804009145459603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=3758804009145459603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/3758804009145459603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/3758804009145459603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/epic-day-for-jeanny-and-pei-wen.html' title='Epic day for Jeanny and Pei Wen'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-1508061468387731534</id><published>2011-08-10T23:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T23:39:39.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The road of a potato casserole</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BB6p6wZBkcM/TkKlc1kzcdI/AAAAAAAADxc/BD_3B5SkS2g/s1600/001R.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BB6p6wZBkcM/TkKlc1kzcdI/AAAAAAAADxc/BD_3B5SkS2g/s400/001R.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639251598257648082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are the ingredients needed: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(excluding angelhair, mushroom soup &amp;amp; tomato paste.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Potatoes, cheese, virgin oil, basil, italian herbs, garlic and onions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X6sO7UXDzs0/TkKlclaGh3I/AAAAAAAADxU/X_c2p4k0EMk/s1600/002R.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X6sO7UXDzs0/TkKlclaGh3I/AAAAAAAADxU/X_c2p4k0EMk/s400/002R.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639251593917794162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Using the knife after godknows how long. About 8 months I think,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OHl0F8709g4/TkKkkr8pUHI/AAAAAAAADxM/bWtMUp-8j4A/s1600/003R.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OHl0F8709g4/TkKkkr8pUHI/AAAAAAAADxM/bWtMUp-8j4A/s400/003R.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639250633600618610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made a mistake boiling em potatoes too long! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_D2uM6LAKb8/TkKki33BJuI/AAAAAAAADxE/u2Pjyj_JUno/s1600/004R.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_D2uM6LAKb8/TkKki33BJuI/AAAAAAAADxE/u2Pjyj_JUno/s400/004R.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639250602438502114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iqEDTcX5iXM/TkKkiq7fHPI/AAAAAAAADw8/2P5q5kBd4s0/s1600/005R.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iqEDTcX5iXM/TkKkiq7fHPI/AAAAAAAADw8/2P5q5kBd4s0/s400/005R.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639250598967581938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Layer em, and bake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YsS-kVOXHJc/TkKkipy4umI/AAAAAAAADw0/4We3dmmNVok/s1600/007R.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YsS-kVOXHJc/TkKkipy4umI/AAAAAAAADw0/4We3dmmNVok/s400/007R.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639250598663076450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;About an hour or so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S5TjEvxIEGQ/TkKkiSxa7VI/AAAAAAAADws/iTOGdVg6vfI/s1600/009R.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S5TjEvxIEGQ/TkKkiSxa7VI/AAAAAAAADws/iTOGdVg6vfI/s400/009R.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639250592482913618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TADAAA~&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/3281552341957843377-1508061468387731534?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/1508061468387731534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=1508061468387731534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/1508061468387731534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/1508061468387731534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/road-of-potato-casserole.html' title='The road of a potato casserole'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BB6p6wZBkcM/TkKlc1kzcdI/AAAAAAAADxc/BD_3B5SkS2g/s72-c/001R.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-7996570492588498994</id><published>2011-08-10T13:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T13:51:05.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;Day 2 – Do you have any pets? If yes, what kinds, and what are their names? If not, why don’t you have any pets? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;Currently, I don't have pets of my own, but my sisters have a dog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;And that stupid dog's name is Belle. Haha, we had another dog, Frisbee, but he's gone now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;Hmm, why don't I have pets, cause my grandmother is pretty much against it I guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;Plus the fact that I don't think I will have the time to take care of it. &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/3281552341957843377-7996570492588498994?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7996570492588498994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=7996570492588498994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/7996570492588498994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/7996570492588498994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-2.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-652545835325213869</id><published>2011-08-09T18:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T18:19:25.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1</title><content type='html'>Day 1 – What is your name? Were you named after someone else? Do you like your name? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pei Wen&lt;/b&gt;, but also known as &lt;b&gt;Jolene &lt;/b&gt;or Jojo for short.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My given name by my parents is Pei Wen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not named after anyone, but it's suppose to mean beautiful cloud patterns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A fortune teller gave my parents 5 names to choose from. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently it was suppose to suit the date of birth and time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for Jolene, I gave myself that name when I was maybe.. 6? Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I so happen to like that name, and so it goes. Don't ask me why. I don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-652545835325213869?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/652545835325213869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=652545835325213869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/652545835325213869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/652545835325213869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-1.html' title='Day 1'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-3447843184891112302</id><published>2011-08-09T02:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T02:53:46.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 days challenge.</title><content type='html'>Day 1 – What is your name? Were you named after someone else? Do you like your name?&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 – Do you have any pets? If yes, what kinds, and what are their names? If not, why don’t you have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 – Do you like to cook? What’s your favorite food? Are you good at cooking?&lt;br /&gt;Day 4 – Where do you live? Have you ever lived in another country from where you do currently?&lt;br /&gt;Day 5 – Have you ever met a famous person? Who was it?&lt;br /&gt;Day 6 – What do you do in your free time?&lt;br /&gt;Day 7 – Do you like sports? What are your favorite sport?&lt;br /&gt;Day 8 – How old are you? Do you like being the age you are?&lt;br /&gt;Day 9 – What are your hobbies?&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 – Do you have a religion? What is it?&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 – How many languages do you speak? What are they?&lt;br /&gt;Day 12 – Who do you live with?&lt;br /&gt;Day 13 – Are you a morning or night person?&lt;br /&gt;Day 14 – Would you want to be famous? Why or why not?&lt;br /&gt;Day 15 – What are five things people don’t know about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A post taken from Michelle's blog. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Credits to: http://guardiangel10.blogspot.com/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check her out, love reading her blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-3447843184891112302?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/3447843184891112302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=3447843184891112302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/3447843184891112302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/3447843184891112302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/15-days-challenge.html' title='15 days challenge.'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-8016365948799765499</id><published>2011-08-09T02:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T02:50:19.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jagger.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A blog post since the last one, which is... almost 10 days ago?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wow, this is pretty rare. Haha, compared to the period where I blogged a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, I don't have all the time in the world to blog now, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I shall do the weekly 5 and maybe end it with some pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;College started&lt;/b&gt;. Therefore my life is kinda in a mess for a bit. Soon, I will settle down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loads of assignment, well compared to the previous sem, for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm DEFINITELY lacking social life. Not none at all, but not enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;Lapsap pool anniversary&lt;/b&gt; was the BOMB! Awesome music and crowd. Partied all night long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, not exactly all night long. Haha. It ended about 9ish, left around 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Made my way down to KL and back without getting lost and without gps. Woot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;Leysha's Birthday&lt;/b&gt;. After lapsap, she went for dinner, so we all met up after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of the X-Men were there. Had fun at Beer Factory, Sunway Giza for some drinks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yana, their cousins and some other friends joined as well. Then slept over at Leysha's place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were all awake till about 7am? Haha, fun times, before college started, that is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Currently using both my numbers, but I can &lt;b&gt;whatsapp &lt;/b&gt;with my bb number now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, please whatsapp me if you need me, cause it's free! Haha, yes technology, you see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My old number is still available for old-fashioned texting cause it's cheaper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I'm not exactly looking forward to &lt;b&gt;Raya Holidays&lt;/b&gt;. Partly cause I have to hand up sketches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And! I don't think it'll be exactly "holidays" for me. Definitely a lot of work to touch up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, at least I don't have to go to college I guess, that's the brighter side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here you have random pictures from the night at Giza.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XnY9PuKpfD8/TkArqBsTzrI/AAAAAAAADwI/XP5lFAPxwxY/s1600/206R.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XnY9PuKpfD8/TkArqBsTzrI/AAAAAAAADwI/XP5lFAPxwxY/s400/206R.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638554734476644018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Luke's attempt on photography.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SS3fAuSmruA/TkArqB9FO6I/AAAAAAAADv4/VLGZR7rZ9gA/s1600/219R.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SS3fAuSmruA/TkArqB9FO6I/AAAAAAAADv4/VLGZR7rZ9gA/s400/219R.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638554734546992034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ali, being... Ali?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gOy6RWVpAVo/TkAtghrYWiI/AAAAAAAADwg/Vq6k5HhX2Tg/s1600/198R.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gOy6RWVpAVo/TkAtghrYWiI/AAAAAAAADwg/Vq6k5HhX2Tg/s400/198R.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638556770287245858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Luke being stupid, of course. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VWfNJ0bCreU/TkAtgTBIU_I/AAAAAAAADwY/syxA-mP5g2s/s1600/201R.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VWfNJ0bCreU/TkAtgTBIU_I/AAAAAAAADwY/syxA-mP5g2s/s400/201R.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638556766351938546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am awesome like that. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j2NDtFTyaBw/TkArp_F__fI/AAAAAAAADvw/p9nyGh29K5o/s1600/220r.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j2NDtFTyaBw/TkArp_F__fI/AAAAAAAADvw/p9nyGh29K5o/s400/220r.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638554733779090930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heh. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VuLk7vXXOtQ/TkAtgQWl7oI/AAAAAAAADwQ/iIwTQsATZQ4/s1600/204R.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VuLk7vXXOtQ/TkAtgQWl7oI/AAAAAAAADwQ/iIwTQsATZQ4/s400/204R.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638556765636652674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vee and I. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e4HREkXl8Us/TkArpgDIQLI/AAAAAAAADvo/2BuT5ZzsS_M/s1600/222R.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e4HREkXl8Us/TkArpgDIQLI/AAAAAAAADvo/2BuT5ZzsS_M/s400/222R.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638554725445550258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leysha and Vee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And again, like the other times, I will end the post with a picture of,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yours truly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know the drill, DO THE AWKWARD SMILE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yit7zS1npAc/TkArqEi6T7I/AAAAAAAADwA/8MbOfsCHShU/s1600/210R.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yit7zS1npAc/TkArqEi6T7I/AAAAAAAADwA/8MbOfsCHShU/s400/210R.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638554735242530738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I've got 1 more pending post, so hopefully I can update by tomorrow during my free time in college. Lots of love, xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-8016365948799765499?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/8016365948799765499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=8016365948799765499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/8016365948799765499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/8016365948799765499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/jagger.html' title='Jagger.'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XnY9PuKpfD8/TkArqBsTzrI/AAAAAAAADwI/XP5lFAPxwxY/s72-c/206R.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-6544591512370547879</id><published>2011-08-01T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T00:41:36.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnymhbRhwb1qaobbko1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 332px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnymhbRhwb1qaobbko1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Can I hold on to the end this time?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow's the long awaited day that I go back to college.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I should be sleeping by now already, but nahhh, knowing me. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will be sleeping soon, for sure, not 4 or 5 am like usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Burned a new cd to listen to in the car on the way to college.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or not I might just fall asleep. Let's pray that doesn't happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First day of a new month, yes, hello August.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's make the rest of the year awesome and memorable. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-6544591512370547879?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/6544591512370547879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=6544591512370547879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/6544591512370547879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/6544591512370547879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/08/all-day.html' title='All day'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-7130337421780099395</id><published>2011-07-30T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T01:07:28.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, updates!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;Yes, I lost my bb.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you were trying to contact me through whatsapp or bbm, you can't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause I recently lost my bb on my first day of work. Yes, sad. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But! You can still contact both my numbers cause I've retrieved the sim card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still considering whether to get a new phone or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe not so soon. It's either wait for Blackberry 9900 or Iphone. Depends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;College starting on Monday!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woot, after almost 2 months of bumming at home like an idiot,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's time to go back to college, miss my friends and the college. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we can all have chicken supreme for breakfast and waffles for lunch. Lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only part that I don't look forward to is driving and parking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus the fact that they recently start charging for certain parking zones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;Lapsap Private Pool Party Anniversary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's tomorrow and the x-men got invited. Woot! It's time to party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't think I'll be bringing my dslr there, cause time will be wasted. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nah, I just think that it's slightly troublesome taking care of it and stuff. Meh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is why I wanted a pocket camera, like G12. But nooo. -.- Self-note: Appreciate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, time to dust off the bikinis and put on a show tomorrow :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, show my fats of got la. Haha. Hopefully it would be off the hook!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-7130337421780099395?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/7130337421780099395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=7130337421780099395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/7130337421780099395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/7130337421780099395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/07/epic.html' title='Epic'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281552341957843377.post-6436302530376590321</id><published>2011-07-26T03:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T03:32:36.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk the talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TOrN5gSdL_s/Ti3EwuGD1KI/AAAAAAAADvg/pa6eNNDvRL4/s1600/DSC_0249RE.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TOrN5gSdL_s/Ti3EwuGD1KI/AAAAAAAADvg/pa6eNNDvRL4/s400/DSC_0249RE.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633375050196571298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, freaking exhausted from working 12 hours a day for 5 days.&lt;div&gt;But, I must say it was still fun and enjoyable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially with my fellow colleagues and boss, trying to sell the products.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, there are many memorable lines and things that happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great experience and defintely good money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus, our hard work paid off cause we hit the target for our sales! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the ktm taking, long standing hours, aunties we try to impress. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One more week left of holidays before I start my second sem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm actually excited to go back to college, cause I'm extremely bored now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I got bored after 2 weeks of holidays. I'd rather go to college. Meh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The timetable is still not out though, hopefully it's not too packed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This sem I have 6 core subjects, compared to last sem, 4 only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random, I feel like dressing up. But I got no where to go. Lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No worries, I WILL find an occasion to dress up to. Haha. :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh oh! And I got a pair of coloured contacts when I was working.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's prettyyy, and no, I haven't lost the power of inserting it into my eye. Woot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've tried blue and grey before. This time I got dark green ones. Looks nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I highlighted my hair slightly. It's red again, like the last time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But at different area, so my old part is still slightly visible which is irritating.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can just colour that part black again. Hmm. Or just let it grow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281552341957843377-6436302530376590321?l=miss-adhd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/feeds/6436302530376590321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281552341957843377&amp;postID=6436302530376590321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/6436302530376590321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281552341957843377/posts/default/6436302530376590321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-adhd.blogspot.com/2011/07/talk-talk.html' title='Talk the talk'/><author><name>Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02375217451365552990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XilrdTAK1Fc/S3-OrFnvC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/Wvw1gI0bo9A/S220/Collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TOrN5gSdL_s/Ti3EwuGD1KI/AAAAAAAADvg/pa6eNNDvRL4/s72-c/DSC_0249RE.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
