<?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-8050878374260876844</id><updated>2011-07-08T10:19:16.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LJK~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>knight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787834536469966799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050878374260876844.post-3840920463907543060</id><published>2010-05-13T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T23:50:45.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:| day 20</title><content type='html'>hey yo! &lt;--- this is actually the title of a SUPERBLY amazing terrific sing with great catchy vibes!! Listened to it at least ten times a day during finals:) ohh. why do i keep reminding myself of finals? weird. Perhaps it to prepare myself mentally for 31stmay? doubt it would a happy day, 31st may i'm so not not not not looking forward to you. *heaves a great sigh of anguish*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. The first word i that appeared in my head (and also the first word i uttered)...can you guess what it was? starts with 's'&lt;br /&gt;four letter word. LOL yeah you got it!&lt;br /&gt;SHITTTTT! (yess, with the prolonged 'TTTT" sound at the end. ehhh. I now find it funny. Why does the word shit appear in my head, but NOT the IMAGE of shit? intellectual question uh? yay...(totally unenthusiastic) anyway, my body decided to wake itself up at like, lets see...2? or 1.55PM? either way it was also equally bad.. i grabbed bread and all phoned dear cui, visited the loo to do some unsightly business, with an even more unpleasant smell that should be kept within the confines of my toilet. *wink wink* i tend to do lots of business whenever i'm nervous or panicky or just plain in need to doing so. i think for today's case it came cause i was too panicky. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. Rushed down to novena, grabbed waffle for lunch and headed to the SUITE. :) 400 per night was it? even more expensive than shang-gri-la. ironic eh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, his condition seemed worse than tuesday, BUT, better than monday. Monday was just plain heart wrenching&lt;br /&gt;Please, never let me see him like he was on mon ever again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He made several noteworthy comments today:) i shall note it down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; *while gesturing to the bao qing tian drama being played on tv, "da shen yi dian..."&lt;br /&gt;a totally normal statement but it made me, cui and uncle burst out laughing,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "geh missy shi kuai...geh wo qian, wo yao geh ta.." (wanting to give ten dollars to the nurse that changed his diapers)&lt;br /&gt;he kept pestering us for money.. lixin eventually went to pretend to dig her bag and fished out two bucks. didn't give it to the nurse, but, kinda pretended we did. After lx, uncle tiong and me heard that statement, we also laughed like three mad hyenas.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We fed him water. Heard wasn't supposed to give him anything through his mouth. but seriously, i think we all though it was necessary to at least feed him some water. At least so he remembers to swallow. He takes time even to swallow. Its like recalling the muscles required to swallow, the action of swallowing, how to push the liquid in his mouth to the back of his throat... He has a lot of phlegm or sputum. Its the sputum thats contagious they say. MRAS? MRSA? the superbug that was lurking in the hospital just had to attack him when he just only recovered form bronchitis. DOUBLEWHAMY??  They should seriously consider installing air sterilizers of purifiers in each room to prevent such stuff from happening, This could have been prevented, The emotional distress and fatigue everyone faced could have been alleviated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange. I'm feeling tired already. Fatigued just from going to visit him. I wonder how uncle does it, being there everyday at 8. Less than a week and i'm already feeling tired. Will continue on though. If i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. ahgong kept asking for ahma... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wo de lao po see chun li..." thats EXACTLY what he said. his eyes were kinda watery. I hoped it was't tears.I've never seen him cry before. Today, i saw desperation in his eyes. He kept saying he has no time left, and even&lt;br /&gt;" i want to go mount E" (he said this in chinese, forgot what is mt e called in chinese already. oopsss *sheepish grin*)&lt;br /&gt;" i want to see doctor, ask him why am i not getting any better" (translated already)&lt;br /&gt;" wa jin gan kor... " (i'm feeling terrible) &lt;&lt;this was like repeated many many many many;;so many times which made me sigh just as many times every time i heard it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i teared up five times or more today. especially when he asked for ahma. He was really so desperate. Uncle sinteck called lx's mum, out ahma on, then on the speaker function. ah ma kept calling ahgong's name. Ahgong's voice was still terrible (stupid bug). The moment he heard her voice, he sort of regained energy and light in his eyes. Uncle told lx's mum to bring ahma down no matter what. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahma came, lx's mum brought the special N95 mask. It was seriously IMPOSSIBLE TO BREATHE WITH THAT MASK. when i talked, i could smell my breath, which didn't exactly smell of roses since i didn't drink any liquid ever since i came and it had been close to 5 hours.. LOL. so i was breathing really bad air whenever i spoke. whenever i didn't speak, i breathed in CO2. .___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah ma was happy to see ahgong. Of course, that happiness was layered with nostalgia and sadness too. but i was really happy when i saw them. :) oh yeah. did u guys know ahgong has a vain side to him too??? &lt;br /&gt;he said the tube was 'UGLY'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we told him ahma was coming, he hurriedly arranged himself; uncle even combed his hair! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lishan also came. ahgong was really happy to see her.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the night nurse came too.then we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come tomorro, it will mark his 21st day stay in Mt A..&lt;br /&gt;3 entire weeks without showering and standing. &lt;br /&gt;I seriously wonder when can he walk again.&lt;br /&gt;i want to see him walk, but before that, SMILE again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple stuff we take for granted; being able to walk, eat, breathe, iits all so difficult once a person is ravaged by disease and weakened because of age.&lt;br /&gt;Cherish life more.&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;hope tomorro will be better..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050878374260876844-3840920463907543060?l=mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/feeds/3840920463907543060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050878374260876844&amp;postID=3840920463907543060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/3840920463907543060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/3840920463907543060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-20.html' title=':| day 20'/><author><name>knight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787834536469966799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050878374260876844.post-8881498282214319149</id><published>2010-05-12T02:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T23:12:12.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>Went to Mt A  as soon as i woke up, which was pretty early by my standards. 2pm? HAHA. reminds me of 2pm...haven't listened to their songs ever since finals ended..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met cui at novena first before eating cheese fries from KFC for lunch. apparently she only knew of ahgong's condition that day itself. I think my dad still doesn't know yet. Hopefully, a storm doesn't erupt when he comes back.. *winces* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ah gong looked SO MUCH BETTER TODAY! VERYYYY chatty too! *smile smile smile* Had to wear the stupid mask again. Think i was totally breathing in tonnes of carbon dioxide. o.O &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sleepy. Am supposed to reach hospital at 10AM. MORNING! tmr. heh. wonder if i can wake up. hopefully i can. I already set THREE alarms on my phone, G-dragon's heartbreaker. I'm bound to wake up.=) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. thanks to V for kopping stuff back for me from raffles. she knows, i know, most wouldn't know. ahhh. ask me and i'll show it (proudly, albeit a little flamboyantly)  to you guys! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050878374260876844-8881498282214319149?l=mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/feeds/8881498282214319149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050878374260876844&amp;postID=8881498282214319149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/8881498282214319149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/8881498282214319149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>knight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787834536469966799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050878374260876844.post-6735852082101816250</id><published>2010-05-12T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T02:11:02.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 2010</title><content type='html'>yeap! its me again, your friendly neighourhood sider? no. blogger. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sem 2 was h-o-r-r-i-b-l-e!&lt;br /&gt;the modules i had to take totally SUCKED. TILL NOW, I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I HAVE LEARNT. seriously. thats it. The only valuable piece of knowledege i have gained from sem 2 is extra korean grammar and vocab. My fav. being: keu nam ja ka jai saeng kyor sor yo! (HANDSOME GUY SPOTTED)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, sol sa reul hae yo! (i have diarrea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEH! random phrases, but, I LOVE EM! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as such, i am morally depressed, with an eerily accurate and somewhat dismal foreboding of what is gonna come on 31st may-reults release day just in case some idiot is thinking 31st may is my birthday. As much as i hate growing closer the the big TWO, i would still happily, albeit a little grudgingly; layered with a tinge of bittersweet longing, EMBRACE turning TWENTY. AH WELL, save that for november, where i bet my posts will get all emo-ish about exams and turning old. =( boohoo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;readers beware, you have been forewarned, MORE THAN SIX MONTHS IN ADVANCE!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeapss, so, just wanna enjoy myself till 31st may=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with vanilla today for our sushi dinner! IT WAS GOOD! but they did a tiny price upgrade. 1.19 for a plate instead of the usual cheapo-will-make-you-want-toeat-more 99cents. Apparently, this took effect since 15april and poor vanilla didn't realised even AFTER she took photo of the sign announcing the upgrade in price. PRICELESS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! why is there an upgrade in price but no upgrade in quality? BOO! points off for that! &lt;br /&gt;YEAPS! always love to eat out for dinner nowadays cause home seems different of late. Don't particularly like that kind of lonely-sad-empty-quiet atmosphere. Even turning the television on at full blast, or facebook doesn't seem enticing as before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING, I'M GONNA BE VERY WHINY AND IRRITABLE BELOW, SO JUST DONT READ IF YOU DONT WANNA SPOIL YOUR MOOD. Don't mean to be like that, but there's no other way i can express my feelings. Also, i want to record how i feel so i can read back and revisit the times where yeah you know, he's still here...*weak smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.wish i could turn back time, to maybe, one year back? Would have smiled brighter whenever i saw him; &lt;br /&gt;would have woken up earlier during holidays so i could see him have his breakfast, &lt;br /&gt;would have helped him look for his newspaper, &lt;br /&gt;would have made more effort to talk to him and listen patiently to him as he reminiscences about the past,&lt;br /&gt;would have suggested more family outings together,&lt;br /&gt;would have bought more mos burger(FISH FILLET &lt;3)for him as i knew he LOVED them a lot; (guess he will never be able to eat fish burger ever again..Im glad i found out he likes mos burger better than macs. Im glad i bought burgers for him even though it spoiled his appetite for dinner. Im very glad to remember his smile of delight when i woke him up from his nap, with a mosburger plastic bag dangling from my fingers..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew eating lunch together on sundays was so important until now. &lt;br /&gt;I never knew the importance of bringing along a camera and snapping photos during large family gatherings was so important until i looked back at the photos and try to recall...&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember the feel of his hands as i shook them during chinese new year just before i received my ang pow..&lt;br /&gt;I can't even remember when was the last time i hugged him.Guess i can't do that now. im afraid to do that. he looks so frail i'm afraid my hug will crush him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna do lots of things, but as days go by, more and more uncertainties come up, more and more restrictions are placed. Cant' even go into his room without putting on a mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rewind rewind rewind..&lt;br /&gt;the first time he was warded, it seems to be Parkinson's. I thought that was horrible already. Iteared, but i didn't dare cry.&lt;br /&gt;the second time, i heard it was bronchitis.He couldn't speak at all as it was totally affecting his throat. I teared again when i went, but i didn't dare to let it flow as i knew he was watching. His eyes always, without fail, lit up brightly whenever he saw me. His hands, would struggle to reach out to mine from underneath the blanket. I would always clasp his hand, holding on to his hand for the longest time i could ever remember. Even in that state, i remember him saying i was pretty. Weird. Normally i would be all happy inside, with a hint of proudness. Two weeks ago, i teared upon hearing that. Funny eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same day, i remember him fervently reaching to his non-existent pockets. he was too weak to even walk so they put this diaper underneath him..he kept reaching, first to the left, then to the right, trying to take money cause he was worried i didn't have enough money. I can't understand; even in that stage. how could he even think of me. If it were me, i think i would have been so preoccupied with my discomfort to not bother about anything else. I guess thats what you call love? i don't know. I'm not sure. As weird as this might sound, i somehow regretted not bringing a camera with me that day. April 25th was it? &lt;br /&gt;His eyes smiled the brightest. Did u know someone's eyes can actually smile? I only read about it in books, that was my first time actually experiencing it. I still can remember how his eyes looked like. They were bright, clear, moist, twinkly..his iris is grey, from age or natural, i do not know...I can also remember his grin. cheeky, smiley, happy-that-all-of-us-came-to-visit grin. There was this light that somehow told me he knew he would recover soon and he would then treat us to pu tian =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time i saw him, his throat had cleared! We could actually understand what was he saying! I felt really good that day! Can't really remember much that day as i think i spent the whole time listening to his voice and simply just looking at his face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap. after that, my exams were over and i shifted back home. Went yesterday, and although i was mentally prepared by my sis, by his condition, i guess it was different actually seeing the situation first hand. &lt;br /&gt;Aunty penny and uncle sinteck were sitting there already, just staring. When me and my sis got there, his eyes registered our presence; but there was no smiley eyes or smile. it was TOTALLY different from any of the other visits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt weird. empty. I took his hand, and kinda massaged it the way daddy did. guess he kinda liked it. Maybe it reminded him of daddy...&lt;br /&gt;There was this tube in his nose, connected to his stomach. Can't eat solid food cause it might aggravate the tumor in the food gullet. Yeah. Just heard about the tumor that day frm auntie. apparently it has been there one year ago. four cm in length. Localized, but might spread. He keeps trying to remove the feeding tube and the drip .There was dried blood on scotch tape of the drip. It looked seriously uncomfortable. Imagine having something stuck into you for two whole weeks. There were numerous plasters on his arms. he looks so weak already, from all the testing and all. I felt very proud of him. I think i asked him before if it hurt. he said no. I wonder if he was lying to not worry us.  am willing to bet that it hurt like crazy. The next time i injure myself, i doubt i will cry or dare to feel pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what he had for dinner? milk. just a few mL of milk... when they were drawing the remaining undigested food out of his tummy, i saw milk, stained with blood, and a few unidentifiable chunks which i totally didn't want to enquire about. They pushed it back in, and put milk into the tube. I didn't dare look at his expression. I was seriously afraid what i would do. They had to let the milk flow down so he had to be propped up for 15 minutes at least. the nurses went off to deliver food to the other patients. I heard the sound of metal utensils clinking together while the patient beside him had his dinner. I felt bad. I wonder if he could hear it too.. I very much wanted to ask the guy to stop making so much noise. I didn't. was i a coward? &lt;br /&gt;Aunty and uncle left as they had to pick matthew up. Me and silng seriously had a hard time trying to stop ahgong from pulling the feeding tube and AND the drip tube. sl was also feeling nauseous. she seriously turned pale. i don't know from what; she didn't tell me explicitly. ahgong was strong. His grip was strong as he struggled to get the tube out from his nose. I can't understand the discomfort but i think it must have felt terrible. perhaps 'terrible' might even be an understatement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We practically had to plead with him more than 6 times to not do that. It was heart wrenching, Surprisingly, he allowed us to hold his hands to stop him from pulling at the tube. But, i could see the desperation and plea in his eyes to remove it. he kept taking to us, kept wanting to tell us something. The thing was, we couldn't understand what was he talking about. His throat was very badly affected and there was a lot of phelgm in his throat. Could practically see it when he breathed. he breated through his nose and mouth. He breathed heavily. Could tell it was very tiring. He kept wanting to sleep. But we couldn't let him sleep cause the fifteen minutes wasn't up. It was the longest fifteen minutes ever.. The doctor popped by halfway, and talked to him. Said he might still be drowsy from the sedative he was given earlier... I remember asking the doc why was there phelgm in his mouth. Didn't get a definite answer though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the fifteen minutes was up. The nurses changed his diapers. when they finished, he was already fast asleep. I think it really took him a lot of energy just to stay awake. He must have wanted to listen to us. I find it amazing, and am thankful for that. human will is really powerful. Perhaps love is fueling that will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiao gu gu and uncle came by later. xiao gu gu went beside the bed and stroked ahgong's left cheek. then tears started falling. Sl comforted her by the side. I went the ahgongs side, hoping that he was still sleeping and did not see or hear anything. Don't want him to see tears. Think it would make him sad. He was breathing with difficulty, and coughed periodically.. Could hear the phelgm in his throat. The coughing was so disruptive, he kept waking up now and then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in his sleep, his right hand kept fiddling with teh drip tube on his left hand, kept wanting to remove it. I guess that was how uncomfortable it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;tuesday,&lt;/span&gt; shifted rooms. to the single room at the corner. Have to wear mask where entering the room. Door also has to be closed at all times. Some kind of infection that can spread..&lt;br /&gt;He was even put off the drip. I wonder why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the doc said he has only six to nine months left to live. I can't even beleive im typing it out. The words still don't sink in. I am still not accepting the fact. six to nine months seem short. one sem. too short. No chemo, no surgery. he's too weak for that. Are they gonna leave him in solitary to waste away? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being alone. especially in a closed room. facing nothing but four walls. Its scary. demoralising. Not to mention lonely. I think no one likes that feeling. The fact that we have to wear masks when we enter is disturbing. Imagine how would he feel like if all his visitors wore masks? I don't like it. I sometimes don't dare to visit him. I don't wanna wear a mask to visit him... My dad and grandma doesn't know about the tumor. yet. I think grandma should not know. If it's someone else's grandma i would say she shoould have the right to know. But im selfish. i think if she knew, she would probably cry even more at night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have never seen ahma sad before. i don't like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should i go visit tomorro? i'd have to wear a mask.. i'm kinda afraid of crying again. soon, i might have no tears left...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050878374260876844-6735852082101816250?l=mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/feeds/6735852082101816250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050878374260876844&amp;postID=6735852082101816250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/6735852082101816250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/6735852082101816250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-2010.html' title='happy 2010'/><author><name>knight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787834536469966799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050878374260876844.post-6883018488343470523</id><published>2010-05-11T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T00:51:33.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IM BACKK!( for good hopefully)</title><content type='html'>heyy peeps! (seriously, dont think anyone is gonna pop by here since it's been DEAD-no wait, it's already past the dead stage: ROTTING for ages.) &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually surprised at how terrific my memory is-i could actually remember my password(i logged in during my second try oh-kay??) *laughs proudly and smirks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY! so firstly,i'd very much lide to give a full update of what happened for the past one yeaar, one month, twentyfour days. I wasted some brain cells and three precious minutes of my nineteen years (im turining twenty soon TT_TT) counting so you guys had better be GRATEFUL! =DD&lt;br /&gt;SADLY, the battery on my lappy/toppy(LAPTOP LUH, IN CASE YOU DON'T GET IT) is at 89% and at thind rate, i would only get to the part where i entered uni last yr before it dies out. Let me assure you, my life AFTER that,is actually much much much more fulfilling, exiciting, fantabulous that will make you wanna be ME just for one day=D (sheesh, i might be exagerrating just a little, so yeah. sorry if my life ain't that fulfilling-exiciting-fantabulous.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;LETS START from where we left off: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March SEVENTEEN-end July:&lt;/strong&gt; think, ponder, reflect, compare, scratch head, pull hair, sweep hair that accumulated on the floor due to excessive stress that resulted from too much thinking, visited beijing 101(did you actually beleive that?? HAHAHH!!! nah  i was just kidding=)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August:&lt;/strong&gt; entered NUS-FST, orientation and all that funny stuff that i thought i had enjoyed, but just recently realised, wasn't very interesting AT ALL. (oh, i think i'm becoming seriously pissed but, as the saying goes, you don't know whats good unlesss you've experienced it first hand. ehh. never heard of it before? THATS CAUSE...&lt;br /&gt;me to tech team:" prepare drumroll"&lt;br /&gt;IT CAMEFROM MY HEAD! NO SUCH SAYING! BWAHAHAAHHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sep-Nov&lt;/strong&gt;: FST, CM, LSM, freshamn sem and LAK MOD (only thing i truelytotally wonderfully enjoyed was LAK. the korean mod!=D made friends there whom i still bother to keep in touch with-that really means a lot. HMMM, most of themm are seniors, and will be graduating. OKAY. edit: already graduated. they'll never be able to see thikns, but, yeah, they really made my sem one WORTHWHILE=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dec&lt;/strong&gt; yeappS ! finally, december! the holiday season! =D went to EUROPE! okay..more accurately, the easter part. Trip lasted a good 14 or 15 days? but, still there wasn't enought time. It snowed many many times there=D frankfurt airport was even closed temporariily cause of the heavy snow. BUT, I LOVE SNOW!! =D even of it was like freaking cold and the snow was like falling all over, and EVERYONE had their woolies and hoodies up, i RESISTED the bitter cold. (FOR THE SAKE OF STYLE) okay. i was dumb foolish stupid, an imbecile but HEY! vanity is not a sin ohkay?? *smiles brightly* Moreover, my hair was very straight and sleek over there. could it be the climate? I WOULD LOVE TO HAVE THAT KINDA HAIR TEXTURE ANYDAY! sadly, the awfully hot and humidly erratic weather here is totally helping NUTS. In fact, its making my hair even WORSE! BOO! =( Anyway, we transited at dubai for three nights=D did lots of shopping(ohkay. not that much due to my grumbling bro and naggy dad)nyahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OVERALL, A FUN TRIP, where we made many friends of around the saem age! wheeee~ OH! did i mentino i fell sick, NOT because of my vanity, BUT cause my dear bro felt it was TOO HOT at night so, one fine 'HOT" night in the hotel, with temperature at subzero levels, he OPENED THE WINDOW. most unfortunately, i was sleeping directly beside that very window that was opened, AND BEST OF ALL, clumsy me slept ON THE BLANKET. *a round of applause please* its a wonder i didn't catch pneumonia. ON THE BRIGHTER SIDE, I CAUGHT SOMETHING ELSE! wanna make a guess? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random passerby: a snowflake on my lips?&lt;br /&gt;me: nope=)&lt;br /&gt;random passerby2: a bird?&lt;br /&gt;me: nooo! why would there be a bird flying around in winter~! did u not take bio? no wait.you dont even need bio to knwo that (im not implying you're an idiot btw)&lt;br /&gt;me: i give up... i caught....*drumroll again, this time, needs no prompting from tech team* A COLD! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. can imagine some eyeball rolling actino now. THATS WHAT I WANTED! a chance to exercise your eyes after staring at the computer screen for so long! shoo! go look at something outside your windows. a bird or something=)*chuckles to self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMMM. we transited at DUBAI on our way back and i kinda celebrated my birthday in the DESERT! HEH! wonderfully exciting birthday for me. SWEET NINETEEN *SMILES* Can't get enough of the sand dunes and bumpy ride on them that resulted in broken eardrums (thankfully the windowpanes in the jeep were made of bulletproof glass-or so i imagined) HAHHA! yeap.Didn't get to blow out 10 candles as i had envisioned but still, HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME( AND TAEC OF 2PM) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secret message to taec: oppa! saeng il chu ka hae! chor do 12wol 27il saeng il yi ae yo! wu ri ka chi celebrate-yo? LOL! looks my my korean is not powderful enough! heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeappp! thats all for year 2009! two posts! efficient summary skills i posses (sorry sorry i know self praise is no praise but i can't seem to kick this verrry bad habit of mine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH! BOY AM I TIRED! PHEW!okayys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050878374260876844-6883018488343470523?l=mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/feeds/6883018488343470523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050878374260876844&amp;postID=6883018488343470523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/6883018488343470523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/6883018488343470523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-backk-for-good-hopefully.html' title='IM BACKK!( for good hopefully)'/><author><name>knight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787834536469966799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050878374260876844.post-6391628619220424562</id><published>2009-03-16T15:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T15:27:16.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>kekeke!&lt;br /&gt;YOO HOO! &lt;br /&gt;hmm. Just wanted to say that i was super duper squeamish and uber excited like some fangirl on 6 march cuz of u know who. LOLX. ahhh~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. can ignore e above sentences or just ask me whats up with me on that day if u dont know but still , very much wanna know.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMMMM. lynnette's sellin me SJ's THIRD ALBUM VERSION B!! wooooooooo! supeer happy and exhilarated! YESH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO, at the same time, im feeling confused, restless, irritated, thinking about the future. hmm. Should i pursue a degree in the sciences? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food science and tech @ NUS and then move on to do masters in dietics? (they're only accepting FIFTY applicants)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps life sciences @ NUS and then be uber bored cooped up in e lab or office doing research which seriously reduces the chances of me meeting some cute guys in future. OK&gt; im like super flower eat. THAT i know &gt;&lt; Its a phase i guess most girls go through and sadly, im at the PEAK of that phase and its not going off! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH! another option im considering is e wkm sch of comm and info @ NTU. That'll probably be fun, and id meet some fun peeps (i hope) and yeah. BUT. in future, carrer opportunities? HMMM. don't really think it'd be as bright if i had entered NUS &gt;&lt; so, yeah. basically, &lt;strong&gt;fun for four years versus future career opportunities.&lt;/strong&gt; Which should i go for? LOLX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, I AHVE E EXACT SAME SHIRT AS COACH ALVIN lolx. super funny. he was like: JUN! why did u wear this shirt?&lt;br /&gt;me: HUH? this? *points and looks down at shirt, registers in brain taht its this black nike football dryfit shirt taht my bro got for me (how sweet) at some warehouse sale(no wonder!)* why lei?&lt;br /&gt;coach: OHH! cause I also have this shirt! *enthusiastically gesturing and smiling*&lt;br /&gt;By NOW&lt; i was like smiling like some idiot for like no apparent reason other than the fact that i was mildly amused by the coincidence and this mild feeling of amusement was further amplified by coach's expression. LOLX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise that i get amused easily. LOLx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yeah, i went: did u get the shirt from a warehouse sale?&lt;br /&gt;coach: YEAH!! yar! i think so leh!&lt;br /&gt;LOLX. then we laughed it off and i continued playin. LOLX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050878374260876844-6391628619220424562?l=mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/feeds/6391628619220424562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050878374260876844&amp;postID=6391628619220424562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/6391628619220424562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/6391628619220424562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/2009/03/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>knight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787834536469966799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050878374260876844.post-1433436660313196005</id><published>2008-12-11T14:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:34:59.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't know how on earth i managed to log in since i forgot my password. Basically, i cliaked onto e button that says 'forgot passord?' or somethin, then this page poped up that asked me to input my email blah blah, funny thing was that when i opened e halp email blogger sent, yeah, it had this link which says 'If you have forgotten the password to this Google Account, visit the following URL to reset it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.blogger.com/forgot.g' BUT...thats EXATTLY E SAME PAGE WHICH I KEYED IN MY EMAIL ADD TO GET THE HELP EMAIL IN E FIRST PLACE! pardon me for typin in caps cuz im like really amazed right now.LOLX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if ya don't understand the above 2 paragraphs, just forget it cause ill probably not understand what i typed.Impulsive typing is no joke i tell u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.Didn't blog for too long, so i guess i kinda lost tuoch. Hmmm.what happenmed for the past year? &lt;br /&gt;quick summary yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Jan-new year&lt;br /&gt;Feb-Valentines day plus chinese new yr(yay~lotsa ang pows plus new clothess)&lt;br /&gt;Mar-Oct:STUDY LIKE SIAO(ok. thats like exagerrating it but yeah.Truthfully, e study like SIAO part only applied to me in like Oct?)LOLX&lt;br /&gt;Nov-Exams plus stress plus lotsa hair tearing.(I think my bathroom was like choked every time after i took my bath man!)&lt;br /&gt;Dec, which is now, eh. slack, sleep, LOLX kind of like a aimless life.Simply lookin forward for my holiday WHEEEE.hopin that i can meet some shuai ges LOLX!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. so bored.Off to slack somenmoreLOLX!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050878374260876844-1433436660313196005?l=mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/feeds/1433436660313196005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050878374260876844&amp;postID=1433436660313196005' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/1433436660313196005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/1433436660313196005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/2008/12/dont-know-how-on-earth-i-managed-to-log.html' title=''/><author><name>knight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787834536469966799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050878374260876844.post-5128741580985919473</id><published>2007-09-17T19:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T02:24:05.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ljk pics!~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nGUdoVyYlPs/Ru5k2qrRh7I/AAAAAAAAABM/_oFiwc3y-WE/s1600-h/junki18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nGUdoVyYlPs/Ru5k2qrRh7I/AAAAAAAAABM/_oFiwc3y-WE/s400/junki18.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111133517443598258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haah!!!! his specs so nice laaa~~~ i wann i wann i wann! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGUdoVyYlPs/Ru5kZKrRh5I/AAAAAAAAAA8/tSbOED5N5XA/s1600-h/junki16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGUdoVyYlPs/Ru5kZKrRh5I/AAAAAAAAAA8/tSbOED5N5XA/s400/junki16.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111133010637457298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm! this one also not bad!! which one nicer.. ZZZ&lt;br /&gt;i think e black one hor! wahah! =D hhheheheheh&lt;br /&gt;so random!&lt;br /&gt;nevermindla hor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050878374260876844-5128741580985919473?l=mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/feeds/5128741580985919473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050878374260876844&amp;postID=5128741580985919473' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/5128741580985919473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/5128741580985919473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/2007/09/ljk-pics.html' title='ljk pics!~~'/><author><name>knight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787834536469966799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nGUdoVyYlPs/Ru5k2qrRh7I/AAAAAAAAABM/_oFiwc3y-WE/s72-c/junki18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050878374260876844.post-3105726732181952712</id><published>2007-07-10T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T16:56:13.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;BUNNYHERO PET START /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 250px; padding: 0; margin: 0; text-align: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://petswf.bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/swf/lightbulb" width="250" height="300" quality="high" bgcolor="ffffff" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="cn=brightie&amp;an=ljk&amp;clr=0xf614fe" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/"&gt;adopt your own virtual pet!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BUNNYHERO PET END /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bwahahhahahahah!!! is my new pet nice?&lt;br /&gt;LOLX! i just visited my old old old blog. and i realised that i had a pet spidey! so cute~ *screams*&lt;br /&gt;but still, my ljk's sooo much cuter&lt;br /&gt;muahahahh!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, what i wanted to say is, yeah, i got a new pet for my new blog!&lt;br /&gt;its a lightbulb! and it's called brightie!&lt;br /&gt;eh..y brighty? cause it's BRIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;AND!! (the most important part comes here!)&lt;br /&gt;BRIGHT GIRLS HAVE BRIGHT PETS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee hee hee&lt;br /&gt;okie.. that was so random. ahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yeah.. i got back 3 results! and all were aSses...&lt;br /&gt;yep 3 Sub passes!&lt;br /&gt;does that make me an ASSHOLE!?!? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOhhHHhhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanttttttttttttttttttttttttt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be SUPER COOL&lt;br /&gt;           SUPER CUTE&lt;br /&gt;           SUPER PRO! WAHAHAH! SEE?? TRIPLE S!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..what if i get 5 S?&lt;br /&gt;that means i can be SUPER HOT and SUPER DUPER EXTRAORDINARY MAGNIFICANT PRONEST EXTRA EXTREMELY SIZZLING HOTTTT~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BWAHAHAHAHHAAH!&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzzzz. don't read this post..just look at my cute brightie!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! it's PURPLE by the way! so HOT!&lt;br /&gt;as i've said, HOT MASTER EQUALS HOT PET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH..don't read that line above either! It's not the real me! I'd NEVER be so...BHB! &lt;br /&gt;wahahah!&lt;br /&gt;zzz&lt;br /&gt;gng nap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050878374260876844-3105726732181952712?l=mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/feeds/3105726732181952712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050878374260876844&amp;postID=3105726732181952712' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/3105726732181952712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/3105726732181952712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='!!'/><author><name>knight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787834536469966799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050878374260876844.post-3894283974340271959</id><published>2007-07-09T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:32:19.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CAPRICORN WOMAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A tall slim, cool and quiet woman. Once she is mad she can be very fierce. She can work better than some men and she is very high confident woman. In her opinion, woman is not just a flower or decoration at home or at an office and certainly not a weak sex who needs protection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She likes to control and hide her weak emotions. She will never try to change anyone, but she will learn to accept them as they are. If she does not like someone, she will not comments or criticize but she will completely ignore that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She hate plastic and an artificial flower because it make her feel that you are not being sincere. She loves real flower and it's scent. She loves a guy who wear after shave cologne. If you are a type of a guy who wear your Jean one month before washing, or wear an old sneaker, then you can forget about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She loves music and nature even there is a rare case otherwise. She loves to go picnic in nature, so if you don't have so much time for her, you can take her fishing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She is not as jealous as Aquarius or Leo woman, but do not cross the line O.K. Better not to see she gets mad, especially in front of public when she feels like loosing face. She loves to make up and dress perfectly and very neat, so never rush her for this matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She has her own goal in life and does not care if you have a doctorate degree or not, if she thinks you are not bright then she will not care about you at all. She likes smart people by character not by certificate shown. If you can not show her this quality, go and take a bus and go to the next stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She does not like a dreamer who talk about his dream but never put his hands in action to make it happens. Don't bother to tell her "everyone is doing it, you should do it too", or "I think you should do it, it's good for you", because she will do what she wants to do only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She is a neat and tidy person, so if your apartment is a pigsty , do not take her there. If you go out on a date with her , try to be presentable such as nice and clean dress, clean nails or else it will be your last date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She is a cool type and will not nag, so easy on your ears. She is a slow but sure type. She will always respect and honor you and will never try to make you loose your face. If she loves you, she will help you in anything you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She likes to help people and expect nothing in return. If she asks you for a favor and does not get one, she will feel very disappoint. She has a high hope and a high faith and beliefs in her own confident than believing in "Luck".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If she is your wife, you will have nice and clean home and a gourmet cooking. If your parents visit your house, they will be please. She is a 3 in 1 means , a perfect mother, a perfect housewife, a perfect wife or you could say "happily ever after".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kopped this from lynnette's blog and i think she kopped it from someone!! &lt;br /&gt;it was kinda cool and LONG so yeah! muahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! seriously, i think its kinda accurate for me lei..dunno y lynnette say hers not accurate! lolx! okie..actally 90 percent accurate except for the neat  and tidy part! EMM..yeah. come my house and look at my desk? okay..simpler still, look inside my bag! i'm neat and tidy! like real! lolx! oh yeah.'gourmet cooking' EH..i seriously don't know how to cook! okie..i can cook egg, maggie mee, rice maybe, that's all! and actually i don't really mind if e apartment is a pigsty la! i think pigs are cute! y mst be so biased against them! no pig= no pork la! how can i live without pork! so yumee! &lt;br /&gt;XD oh yeah...i wanna do somthin else! i shall post ljk's horoscope too!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARIES MAN &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He always let other people walk in front of him, but he will get there first. He is a very careful guy and small obstacles won't make him fall easily even he thinks life is a very serious matter. He is as &lt;strong&gt;romantic&lt;/strong&gt; as any other Zodiac. He could look gentle, but inside he is as strong as steel. Once he determine to do something, he is serious about doing it well.He will keep any pressure or insult deep down inside without showing emotion. You will never see his emotion of burden or disappointment and always wonder what he thinks or feels. He will well kept his feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You will never see a guy in this Zodiac involving in other people business He always concern with his own business. Sometimes he can be talkative, but he will never give anyone advice if he has not been asked. If you ask for advice, he will certainly give you one. He &lt;strong&gt;respects elderly and senior&lt;/strong&gt;, so you will see he is the type who visit his parents steadily or often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He is a slightly shy but also a stubborn person. He will find many ways to make you happy when you are with him, till you realize he is the important person for you. Once he is in the "Power Position", he will use his power gently. He is a good leader and &lt;strong&gt;"gentleness&lt;/strong&gt;" is one of his effective method for exploiting his power. It is although he is borne to be a leader. He never hide his ambition, and he is a workaholic. he will not take any position that he has no control. He will work very hard to reach his goal and satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Compliment from his boss or superior are never enough for him, he want his deserved reward. His deep insecurity make him reach and collecting valuable things, and this you may think he is stingy. Actually he could easily spending money to buy things, traveling or pay for things that makes him happy and he think necessary for his need. He care what other people think of him and want to get good comments or compliments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Outside he looks like stone and steel, but inside he is a fragile person. He will hide and cover up weak emotion and his sadness in order to maintain and keep up his "Image". One method of cover up you could easily notice is suddenly if he is quiet, cold, or act very strong or very secure.Often, he feels insecure, even he is serious about his life and his own surrounding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the man who &lt;strong&gt;never hurry to get marry&lt;/strong&gt;, so hardly sit back and regret about his marriage later. If he gets marry, he need to be very certain and very sure. It will take a long time for such decision, so if you tell him that you are "breaking up" , you better forget him for good because he will never coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He &lt;strong&gt;always keep his promise&lt;/strong&gt;. If he said he will meet you in your place in 2 hours then he will be there, unless there is a serious accident or unavoidable things happen. He hate people who is late for date or any appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He like to think woman should be a follower and take care of family and working is a man duty. He does not like to compete with his girl friend or his wife at work because petition already exist with himself and other people. He will be very proud if he can afford and care for his family.Do not try to over power him or insult him, he can not stand it. He likes to be in control of every things, every situations. &lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;like a "Classy Woman"&lt;/strong&gt; ,if she also comes from a good family then it is a Plus. It will make him feel proud and very ego about her status. Flashy type of woman , forget it. He like a perfect or a nearly perfect housewife. He tend to be possessive. He will not tell you if he is mad at you, but will act very moody to show you instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He like to hear sweet word and compliment so you can get his interest that way. If he approaches you to ask you out, do not act too stubborn or fooling around too much. He will get tired and just disappear. He has to feel confident whenn he is around you, so knowing this fact you should know what to do, right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If you want him, you have to make him feel like he is the most important person for you. He likes a &lt;strong&gt;kind hearted woman , polite and can get along with his family.&lt;/strong&gt; When he feels sad, do not leave him alone, but be very supportive. Kind words and your smile will win him over, so this strong man will be like a chicken in your palm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am a classy woman&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!! BWAHAHAHAH! &lt;strong&gt;i'M ALSO KIND HEARTED, POLITE AND CAN GET ALONG WITH ANYONE!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i'm promoting myself,..&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ ookkayyy! don play le! gonna go watch Jun in kimmi wa petto. he's sooo cute there! muahahahhaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nGUdoVyYlPs/RpHewIyROnI/AAAAAAAAAA0/HqdT3_Kr04A/s1600-h/TimeBDW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nGUdoVyYlPs/RpHewIyROnI/AAAAAAAAAA0/HqdT3_Kr04A/s400/TimeBDW.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085090372851415666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; he looks especially cool right?!?! nice hair! muahah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050878374260876844-3894283974340271959?l=mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/feeds/3894283974340271959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050878374260876844&amp;postID=3894283974340271959' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/3894283974340271959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/3894283974340271959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/2007/07/capricorn-woman-tall-slim-cool-and.html' title=''/><author><name>knight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787834536469966799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nGUdoVyYlPs/RpHewIyROnI/AAAAAAAAAA0/HqdT3_Kr04A/s72-c/TimeBDW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050878374260876844.post-6033954167517637949</id><published>2007-06-03T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:32:19.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nGUdoVyYlPs/RmJqgec6iHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MupFtACpBps/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nGUdoVyYlPs/RmJqgec6iHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MupFtACpBps/s400/Image017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071733236535298162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LJK~&lt;br /&gt;guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT CHICKEN POX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M NINETY-NINE POINT NINE NINE NINE NINE NINE NINE NINE NINE NINE NINE NINE NINE PERCENT SURE OH-KAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;this sucks. Totally!&lt;br /&gt;My holidays are gone just like that! *moans*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'll miss tennis for like dunno how many times la!&lt;br /&gt;super ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! i also can't go out!&lt;br /&gt;ARHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh-kay..&lt;br /&gt;anyway, went to watch shrek 3 with oioi the other&lt;br /&gt;WOOPS! wonder if i infected her or the poor guy who sits in the seat i sat in in the cinema! lolx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when we were taking the MRT, oioi leant on the side, and i leant on the back door. I naively assumed that the back door would forever remain closed. then, when i reached this stop(can't remember which one! lolx) i was still casually leanin' on the door, feeling very shiok. Suddenly, this guy who had been standing/leaning next to me stopped leaning altogether. I didn;t reeaaalyy think much of it. AND then, when i looked at him,( Ok la! he was kinda shuai, so i sneaked a peak at him o.O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH! it was that peak that saved me!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that guy pointed at the door, then at me, and did a waving motion, which i assumed to be asking me to move away from the door. I did. And the second i stoped leaning on the door, the door OPENED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like WHOA!!!&lt;br /&gt;OIOI!! WHY DIDN'T U TELL ME THAT THE DOOR CAN OPEN ONE! YOU EVIL PIG LA! U STANDING SIDEWAYS SO OBVIOUSLY CAN SEE THAT THE DORR WAS GONNA OPEN THEN U DIDN'T TELL ME?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well,&lt;br /&gt;i'm kind.&lt;br /&gt;i forgive u, oioi!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nGUdoVyYlPs/RmJqtOc6iII/AAAAAAAAAAs/h7s3uIqD1Fw/s1600-h/Image(157).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nGUdoVyYlPs/RmJqtOc6iII/AAAAAAAAAAs/h7s3uIqD1Fw/s400/Image(157).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071733455578630274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LJK~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050878374260876844-6033954167517637949?l=mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/feeds/6033954167517637949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050878374260876844&amp;postID=6033954167517637949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/6033954167517637949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/6033954167517637949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/2007/06/argh.html' title='ARGH!'/><author><name>knight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787834536469966799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nGUdoVyYlPs/RmJqgec6iHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MupFtACpBps/s72-c/Image017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050878374260876844.post-2712016531677836456</id><published>2007-05-31T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:32:19.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friggin' HOT( not ME, but the SUN!)</title><content type='html'>ZZzz..had training today. yeah, at like 1030. The sun was like, so freakin hot! I seriously felt my skin burning up. yeps, my poor poor skin. Arg! Gonna turn &lt;em&gt;chao da&lt;/em&gt;! O yeah, guess what i thought during training:&lt;br /&gt;'who wans BBQed meat?'&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUS! I WAS COOKING IN THE HHOT SUUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLX.ah well. Anyway, i'm like feeling totally exhausted now..i think i ran more than i actally hit the ball. Oh yar..why must tennis balls be yellow? i feel dizzy just looking at them now. Its like, the sun seems yellow, then the ball also yellow..Zzz. Luckily coach wasn't wearing YELLOW shirt, or i bet, i'd like faint on the spot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha. O yea. Our coach has a thing for sunglasses, hmmm, basically, all kinds of spectacles in general. He has this 'mickey mouse' specs, which looks kinda like the one ljk was wearing in that photo i posted not too long ago( you guguys know the transparent transparent specs? Yep..THAT ONE!), except that coach's specs was like way mush bigger. yeah...mickey mouse ears shape! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, he also has a mickey mouse SUNGLASSES!  haha!! basically the same as above, just that this time the lens are brownish in color.&lt;br /&gt;lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Today, he wore this shiny raybans kinda thingy, which is the kind of suunglasses whereby the lenses look like MIRRORS. yeah. I didn't know where he was looking, and i found it HIGHLY fascinating that i keep seeing myself appear in his 'eyes' whenever i look at him. HAH! i wonder what will happen if i go up to him and start combing my hair using his glasses as a mirror!&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeahhhhhhhhhhhh! one last thing!&lt;br /&gt;the most important thing!&lt;br /&gt;i shall announce this in caps!&lt;br /&gt;COACH SAID THAT LJK IS HANDSOME! COACH SAID THAT LJK IS &lt;em&gt;SHUAI&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;COACH SAID THAT LJK IS CUTE! COACH ALSO SAID THAT OUR SCHOOL'S TENNIS TEAM GOT NO HANDSOME GUYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND...JANICE, ZHIEN AND MAYGEE CAN ALL PROVE THAT!\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nGUdoVyYlPs/Rl6cIuc6iGI/AAAAAAAAAAc/uYDjIWbN2JY/s1600-h/ljk.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nGUdoVyYlPs/Rl6cIuc6iGI/AAAAAAAAAAc/uYDjIWbN2JY/s400/ljk.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070661904187951202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MAN..I'M SO GONNA FAINT FROM ALL THIS!&lt;br /&gt;COACH HAS GOOD TASTE!AHHHHHHHHHHHHH~ I LOVEE COACH!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;FOR THAT, I SHALL NOT BLAME COACH FOR TOTURING US TODAY&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;OK,..it wasn't exactly torture. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe cause i'm jst plain weak.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;hahaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who cares!&lt;br /&gt;I'M HAPPY NOW&lt;br /&gt;VERY HYPER&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO LJK!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050878374260876844-2712016531677836456?l=mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/feeds/2712016531677836456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050878374260876844&amp;postID=2712016531677836456' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/2712016531677836456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/2712016531677836456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/2007/05/friggin-hot-not-me-but-sun.html' title='Friggin&apos; HOT( not ME, but the SUN!)'/><author><name>knight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787834536469966799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nGUdoVyYlPs/Rl6cIuc6iGI/AAAAAAAAAAc/uYDjIWbN2JY/s72-c/ljk.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050878374260876844.post-8809417619613987394</id><published>2007-05-28T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:32:19.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LJK~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nGUdoVyYlPs/Rlq2euc6iFI/AAAAAAAAAAU/JFXMXwBEuo8/s1600-h/ec1e32ec370180_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nGUdoVyYlPs/Rlq2euc6iFI/AAAAAAAAAAU/JFXMXwBEuo8/s320/ec1e32ec370180_large.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069564969540552786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! must make it a point to post one LJK photo per post! heex!&lt;br /&gt;there ya go! don't drool people..please! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing! DOn't you people just LOVE his hair? HAH! my goal for this year: make MY hair somewhat like HIS! =D pretty far-fetched HUH? LOLX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050878374260876844-8809417619613987394?l=mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/feeds/8809417619613987394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050878374260876844&amp;postID=8809417619613987394' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/8809417619613987394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/8809417619613987394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/2007/05/ljk.html' title='LJK~'/><author><name>knight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787834536469966799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nGUdoVyYlPs/Rlq2euc6iFI/AAAAAAAAAAU/JFXMXwBEuo8/s72-c/ec1e32ec370180_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050878374260876844.post-2713592263681852559</id><published>2007-05-28T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T18:56:55.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>booya!</title><content type='html'>Had training today. Oh yeah, PT started today too! Muahahah. (Seriously, i don't know why i typed'muahaha' cause i aint feeling that hyper now) Anyway, the funny thingy was that, PT, which lasted no more than 15 minutes, was like MUCH MUCH more exhausting than training, which, in case you didn't know, lasted... a century! NAH! Kidding only &lt;em&gt;lar&lt;/em&gt;. 2 hours okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah!&lt;br /&gt;I think i suck in running, jogging, sprinting or any activity that involves me utilizing my legs. Did i mention that walking's okay? I have absolutely NO problems whatsoever with plain ol' walking. In fact, i imagine myself walking with my &lt;em&gt;lao gong&lt;/em&gt;, on the beach, then we would sit down on the sandy sand to watch the sunset. Heex! O yar!!! He would then sing to me!! hahah! Love his voice! So deep and eh, yeah, cool! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..i think i'm going outta point! Ah well, its okay!!!(pronounced  as oh-kaii, with much emphasis on the 'KAI' part)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my cutie doctor show is gonna start! haha, yeah, well, be back soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050878374260876844-2713592263681852559?l=mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/feeds/2713592263681852559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050878374260876844&amp;postID=2713592263681852559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/2713592263681852559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/2713592263681852559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/2007/05/booya.html' title='booya!'/><author><name>knight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787834536469966799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050878374260876844.post-8243270045841029850</id><published>2007-05-17T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:32:19.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nGUdoVyYlPs/Rkxpluc6iEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iS6-m-r8qZk/s1600-h/normalleejoonkianycall0gt9%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nGUdoVyYlPs/Rkxpluc6iEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iS6-m-r8qZk/s320/normalleejoonkianycall0gt9%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065539777730349122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;testing..&lt;br /&gt;muahahZ!! &lt;br /&gt;My first time putting a &lt;em&gt;photo&lt;/em&gt; on my blog! whoa!&lt;br /&gt;hehheeh..&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm ehh, i shall upload my timetable as romised tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o Yea! guess what? i wehnt through chem SPA WITHOUT a RULER, AND a ERASER!!!&lt;br /&gt;totally SUCKS! i seriously have no idea where my eraser or ruler went&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, i managed to use my GC cover to act like a ruler...for the eraser part, hmmm, i bet ya that you won't wanna hear 'bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yea..me and yincheong got thrashed at todays NY open.&lt;br /&gt;hahaah!!!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i was amazed that we managed to get like 6-9 for e first match-up&lt;br /&gt;Wa...but we were so unlucky to 'kenna' randy in our second match.zZz...he's much much proer than US!&lt;br /&gt;ok..i admit, i'm NOT pro at all In fact, i'm like FAR from being pro...Ah well. Guess the outcome of the match?&lt;br /&gt;no prizes..&lt;br /&gt;0-9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;but, it was fun!-thati have to admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised something, If i typed too fast and my fingers get jumbled up, 'admit' somehow becomes 'damit'&lt;br /&gt;ahahah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk...super tired..shall continue tml then&lt;br /&gt;-LJK rocks~ ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050878374260876844-8243270045841029850?l=mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/feeds/8243270045841029850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050878374260876844&amp;postID=8243270045841029850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/8243270045841029850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/8243270045841029850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/2007/05/testing.html' title=''/><author><name>knight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787834536469966799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nGUdoVyYlPs/Rkxpluc6iEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iS6-m-r8qZk/s72-c/normalleejoonkianycall0gt9%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050878374260876844.post-5658422483988511999</id><published>2007-05-03T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T22:12:39.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BOOyah!! kk..that was random.&lt;br /&gt;ramdom post!&lt;br /&gt;muahahah.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm very happy today. No reason whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;ah well,&lt;br /&gt;shall contiue next time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050878374260876844-5658422483988511999?l=mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/feeds/5658422483988511999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050878374260876844&amp;postID=5658422483988511999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/5658422483988511999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/5658422483988511999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/2007/05/booyah-kk.html' title=''/><author><name>knight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787834536469966799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050878374260876844.post-6840375238758767230</id><published>2007-04-22T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T17:56:33.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MUahah</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! imma back! &lt;br /&gt;Yep!&lt;br /&gt;yea, i &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; imma 'possed to be studying like crazy or something. I &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; imma 'possed to be staring at anything but the com. I &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; imma 'possed to not waste my time blogging away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O yea. I realised that i'm blogging on my new blog!! muahahh!!! hmmm, i had been trying, rather unsuccessfully, for the past hour or so, to search for a ljk blogskin. I found 2. They were pretty well done-ljk looked like what he always looks like-cool, fair, tall(not reeaaaly &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; tall, but at least he's &lt;em&gt;taller&lt;/em&gt; than me-which is something not many guys these days can achieve! hmmmm, guys seem to have shrunk quite a bit these days. Dunno y though. Maybe i should go to US or somewhere where guys are not as vertically challenged as they are here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i just go out of topic or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, anyway, lemme continue..The 2 ljk skins that i found, could NOT, AND WAS NOT COMPATIBLE TO BLOGGER. WTH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse still, i have no idea-absolutely no idea at ALL, on how to upload pictures on my blog. (Well, someone &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; mention to me somthing about photobucket. But i was like..HUH..*STONE* *BLUR* *STARE* *...* *-_-|||* *&gt;&lt;*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oKays, shall not talk about my idiocity else ppl will start calling me idiot.(that was random!) Guess i'm running outta things to write about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O yea!!! saw on the news yesterday that ragnarok was 3rd in terms of ranking for the most popular online game or something in taiwan. Muahahah, maybe i shall go and resume play? =D&lt;br /&gt;Oh, just for fun's sake: A game called tian tang online (i think it means heaven online? o.O) came in 2nd&lt;br /&gt;Guess what was 1st? obviously dota...(zzz-okay, i admit, i like the graphics, but i just don't like thinking. I think theres a weee bit of thinking involved in dota, which i HATE! heex.)&lt;br /&gt;I'd strongly recommend ragno and maple to those who, like me, hate to think about stuff. You just have to stare at the com all day long, click like crazy all day long(to kill the monsters), and tada! you level up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lolz. I mapled yesterday, and i realised that, my character looks sick! Oh-did i forget to mention that i have &lt;em&gt;blue&lt;/em&gt; skin plus purple hair? Worse, i'm wearing a &lt;em&gt;blue&lt;/em&gt; pilfer, and blue shirt kind of thingy. EWWWW! it's like i'm a ghost or something. GROSS! ok..i shall go for an EXTREME MAKEOVER after midyear. Muahahaahahah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KK...time for tennis!! Super happy it stopped raining~ heheheheheh.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!-maybe i'll meet a hottie at e courts! (i did! -the week before. Hope he comes back today again. =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sound like a mad freak. Ah well..don't mind me.XD&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050878374260876844-6840375238758767230?l=mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/feeds/6840375238758767230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050878374260876844&amp;postID=6840375238758767230' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/6840375238758767230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/6840375238758767230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/2007/04/muahah.html' title='MUahah'/><author><name>knight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787834536469966799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050878374260876844.post-1929073065853913046</id><published>2007-04-20T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T16:28:54.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maiden post</title><content type='html'>Heh. Guys!!(and girls) i have a confession to make..i suspect that i'm very wu liao. &lt;br /&gt;I created this new blog, just to talk (i menat blog) all about my lao gong. =D&lt;br /&gt;ah welll..i just created this blog for fun, so, eh, if anyone is reading this lame post, just take it that you have just wasted one minute of your life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for that, i'd very much to apologise in person, but most unfortunately, i can't! All i can say is that, ehm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;step 1: take a mirror, prefably the size of your face(for those with ummm, errr, ehhhh, &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;slightly bigger or fleshier faces, and are unable to find a mirror big enough to fit the size of their faces, well, go find a swimming pool then! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 2: Stare long and hard into the mirror. ( try not to stare TOO hard! Cause, &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;if that mirror breaks, im not gonna pay for it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 3: open your mouth (Warning: Don't open too big. If a fly, or a bee, or even worse still a UFI happens to fly in, then...i'd just have to say good luck to your stomach.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw: guess whats a UFI?&lt;br /&gt;Obviously is an Unidentified Flyin' Insect lar!&lt;br /&gt;So easy also don't know?&lt;br /&gt;*slap*&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame me cuz you seriously deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here's Step 4: Repeat after me: "SORRY"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S IT!&lt;br /&gt;you just received an apology! a FACE TO FACE apology!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahahah!&lt;br /&gt;kk..that just asserted my lameness to an even further extent.&lt;br /&gt;whatever!&lt;br /&gt;heex.&lt;br /&gt;kkz i shall go blog at my other 2 forsaken blogs!&lt;br /&gt;remember to visit also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.rscrulez.blogspot.com (main)&lt;br /&gt;ehh,the other one, i can't remember the adress, so forget it.&lt;br /&gt;^(00)^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050878374260876844-1929073065853913046?l=mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/feeds/1929073065853913046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050878374260876844&amp;postID=1929073065853913046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/1929073065853913046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050878374260876844/posts/default/1929073065853913046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrs-lee-jun-ki.blogspot.com/2007/04/maiden-post.html' title='Maiden post'/><author><name>knight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787834536469966799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
