<?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-5409932</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:04:30.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JuzBeinGals OnLine</title><subtitle type='html'>Marie's and Sher's online portal....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-108905998141560315</id><published>2004-07-06T04:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T04:39:41.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was 4th of july yesterday..i didn't get to see the fireworks buut its ok. I went over to a friends place and had BBQ...YUMMY! We were making all sorts of fruitshakes! PJ was juz pigging out which was really funny.
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Spidey 2 was SURPRISINGLY good....but i did have mixed feeling bout him revealing himself..heheh sorry for those who haven't seen it! I didn't really enjoy the first one i juz thought it was corny. But i did enjoy this one...
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ok peeps...i'll update soon..
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-sher-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-108905998141560315?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/108905998141560315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/108905998141560315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108905998141560315' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-108870090627044012</id><published>2004-07-02T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T00:55:06.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm...its been awhile since i've blogged..anywayz marie!! i miss ya too!..and i didn't get ur message..i'll try to get a new phone since i've changed providers...not only does the phone suck so does the service..
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*sigh*, i came from a funeral yesterday and it was so sad..I didn't know the guy personally but i'm good friends with his sister..i couldn't bare to see her cry..Her brother was only 20 years old and had so much ahead from him..hearing all the eulogies made me wonder...how a guy so young accomplished so many things..he served in the peace core, a med student, a rowing coach..the church was packed and not a dry eye...He was the baby of the family. His family was always so proud of him..i remember going to a party once..and the sis was bragging how his baby brother won the state karate championship..they all had an amazing family bond.
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Was watching the news almost a week ago and they were reporting about a rowing coach who fell off the boat. I heard the name and my heart stopped. I recognized it. I just thought maybe its a coincidence. I juz saw him and his sisters at the store a few days before and we were all suppose to go to the beach this july 4th weekend. I called a mutual friend and he confirmed it and he told me that the body has not been found and that the police had to stop looking because of the thunderstorm. After 2 days a fisherman found his body.. his family took a boat up to the site and prayed.. It was a heartbreaking sight. They lost their baby.
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It makes u realise to cherish everyday....to john steve catilo wherever you are u'll definately be missed...
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-sher-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-108870090627044012?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/108870090627044012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/108870090627044012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108870090627044012' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-108850412077704682</id><published>2004-06-29T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T18:15:20.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people!!!

I'm skyving at work!!! Work is fine but it just gets so "ok im bored" sometimes.

I miss sher like hell!!! Girl how are u? Msg-ed you on your cell lah..u din reply. Hmm..maybe u din get the msg..dun worry i'll call you pretty soon. Make sure u give me at A-Z update of your life ah!!!

Went for Jan's birthday party with deb, cedee , her bf and ott. Met claud there. The birthday reminded me and deb of bend it like beckham somehow. The mc was weird. "Mr and Mrs and his wife?" Hee hee... Oh yes and who can forget "THE BOND" song or the $400 birthday cake that was so damn shiok. Hee hee...

Oh yea my birthday is about a month away!!! 21!!! Doesnt feel any different i just look old. Mwhahaha. Mum says i should celebrate. But how where? I want it to be different lah...freaking 21. I should decide soon.

Me and shaun...dunno what to say sometime we're the best of friends sometimes we're the worst enemies, as cliched as it may sound. 

Met up with my closest poly pals (lita and miss z) last week. It was nice just chilling and talking, although miss z was working she still found time to come out and have a chat with us...took my mind off things with my relationship and work...

So that's about my life for the last week.  Will try to update u guys occassionally.

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hmmm....juz got off the phone from the bf...its 12:25 am.  After putting the phone down...i wonder..is the "honeymoon" stage over?...i remember when we use to talk for hours...not bothering how early we both have to get up. Now, its like...hmmm well ok we both got to work tomorrow...i tried to prolong our conversation...but he obviously was tired. When i mentioned it he was like...well i juz have to get to work early...BUNCH OF BULL!..i'll juz sleep on it.
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There's Anne...i can't stand her....how funny it is nowadays how i get along with very few girls !! Here's my problem with anne...so most of you know pj has a kid and has been planning to go back to the philippines...and i'm not to happy bout it but i'm learning to accept it with the help of my very good friends.  The thing with anne is...she knows its a sensitive issue and she knows i'm not comfortable talking bout it in public especially infront of people i don't really know.  She has to go like...so PJ why aren't u goin' back? Is it coz of sherina? NICE...when i'm putting food in my mouth...i feel like stranggling her.  She juz makes my blood boil..So its her bday and pj was like...lets buy her a cake.. And i said I'M NOT SPENDING MONEY ON HER....PJ said i was over reacting...Yeah well maybe i am.....I juz can't believe Allan (anne's bf)  a perfectly normal guy didn't juz break up with her when he wanted to so i don't have to deal with her anymore. 
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Ahhhhhh i feel much better....hehehe i juz needed to get sumthings out of my chest...
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sher
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So how's every1?? I hope whoever reads this blog is doin' great!
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Well, i've got no more chicken pox..but still have scars..i'm not that bothered bout it.. I don't really wanna depress myself over it.
hmm, so what has been happening to me? I appreciate my bf much more after getting sick. He made sure that i had sumthin to eat and gave up his weekends to be with me...and eventhough i had to be stuck in my room. He still bought me a birthday cake and food. I decided i will try to be less bossy.
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So i turned 21..i don't feel it. I still feel like i'm a little girl but then when u stop and think, its a whole different story. i use to say..i still have a long way to go before i really need to save up and all the other crap. Then i think ok..i'm 21...i better get my act together before i'm in my mid 20s and no savings. 
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Thanx Marie for my bday pressie...i love it.:)
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Lots of Luv,
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Well, yeah....my bday's comin' but not that excited since....i have the damn CHICKEN POX!...
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&lt;br&gt;yes people...i have chicken pox.. PJ's brother got it first. PJ hasn't gotten it, his nephew and bro in law who all live in the same house....hasn't gotten it.
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I blame my bf for this big time....me bein' singaporean ofcourse there's still aside of me bein kiasu...so when i found out his bro had chicken pox..I tried my best to stay away from his house...and if i had to be there...i made sure i had a hand sanitizer, rubbing alcohol...and when i got home i took a bath!! ALL OF THAT A WASTE OF MY TIME!!...coz my wonderful bf walks in and out of his brother's room then hugs me....errrrrrrr
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&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-107850296591498731?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/107850296591498731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/107850296591498731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107850296591498731' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-107815800198793313</id><published>2004-03-02T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T00:22:08.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey Hey!!! It's been ages since i last blogged!!!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Hmm...let's see.. was watching the oscars just now and the intro was funny..hee hee...those producers are amazing...wish i could come up with something like that.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; I'm now working in a production house that does shows for TV 12 so i'll see how long i'll last in this one... hee hee...seem to be enjoying it so far..
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Sher's bday is coming!!! Excited for her... counting down the days but she doesn't wanna celebrate!!! That girl ah... dun worry i'm coming!!!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Met claud, sof, char,gan and ott the other day. Boy have they changed!! Had fun during our dinner conversation at simpang bedok...miss them
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Things wit shaun are going fine..although sometimes i feel he doesnt show enough of his feeling and i feel its because im boring him...but he says no..ah well... 4 years and growing!!!
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I've been so lazy to blog lately!......I wonder why Marie hasn't been blogging lately too...probably the same reason with me. hehehe
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Ok...the weather is super cold...its actually brutally cold. It's ok if  its juz the cold but it has winds too..It's deceiving, u see all that nice sunlight then when u get out...ur juz freezing ur ass off. PJ and i have been stuck in each other's houses. Its juz such a pain to wear a thick jacket then when u get to a mall and the heater's on..u have to carry your jacket around or when ur watching a movie and you have to take it off...where are u gonna put it when the whole theater is pack?? hehehe 
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Anyways, a new year hopefully a new me...I guess the one thing i hope not to be is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INSECURE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I've always been indenial that i have been or still is insecure. It usually works both ways for me...knowing i'm insecure makes me work harder on anything... At the same time it pulls me down.
This year i've decided to pull myself together and keep reminding myself that I'M DA BOMB!! hehehe 
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Best Wishes to everyone!! May the new year be a happier and properous new year!!
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We still have about 10 hrs 39 mins and 30 seconds to go!
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I still don't know what i'm gonna do for new year's eve...PJ wants me to spend it with him at his place...he wants to go to church, see the fireworks....bla bla bla hehehe he says that if we didn't spend the eve together we'll spend the rest of the year apart..(which he got from O.C.). errr.
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Christmas was really nice. Thanx to his family...they made it wonderful and memorable. PJ and i decided to share the cost of gifts for both our families. We did spend alot but it was worth it. I spent X'mas eve wif my family and x'mas day wif his. 
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We had a huge lunch then we opened gifts. I wasn't really expecting to get that much from his family. They got me everything PJ told them i wanted..I was so thankful to them..His mom got me a nine west bag, one of his aunt got me a guess bag( they know i'm nuts about bags.), the other aunt got me a clinique perfume,HAPPY!..his sis got me a sweater.
PJ, got me the diesel shoes i wanted, he also got me a belt heheh becoz i keep taking other people's belt..a pearl harbor DVD..which we watched after and i still cried and the Guess wristlet i wanted....i already knew bout that but i juz kept quiet!...hehehe he was hiding it under the seat of his car..heheh
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&lt;br&gt;Overall the best x'mas i could ever dream off......:). I love him so much....
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once again to every1...have a happy new year!! &lt;/br&gt;

&lt;br&gt;-sher-&lt;/br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-107289638667043832?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/107289638667043832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/107289638667043832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107289638667043832' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-107242687579601308</id><published>2003-12-26T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-26T16:22:16.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey!!! I've not been having much internet access cos my home phone line got cut. Onli check my mail and stuff at work...
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Well Christmas for me was pretty much a family affair. On Christmas eve, we went for Mass then had pizza for supper. After that we gathered round the christmas tree and exchanged our gifts!!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; ON Christmas day itself we had a family party over at my place. I got super high and i can't even remember who the hell i danced with. Luckily they were all family so its ok. So much fun. My cuz (anastasia) came up to me and said let's forget everything. i said something like im sorry... (cant really remember..) So that was settled.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Today i'm back at work. They'll be filming til the wee hours of morning so i cant go to my fren's party today. Looking forward to Saturday, where Shaun's family will be having a party!!! I'm gonna drink like mad cos Christmas is the only time of year i get to drink and do what i wanna do!!!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Sher i miss you lotsa!!! Merry Christmas to you... sorry to hear that you were sick!!! SOrry i din keep my promise of visiting you b4 christmas girl... hope you understand. Will you be doing anything for your 21st b-dae? HOw bout you ratna!!! Ur gonna be  21 so soon!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-107242687579601308?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/107242687579601308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/107242687579601308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107242687579601308' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-107236985663264884</id><published>2003-12-26T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-26T00:31:56.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its Christmas......and i'm sick! But thats ok...i can't wait to see PJ's face when he opens his gift...I can't wait to be with him actually!..
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt; I spent X'mas eve wif my family....we had a nice dinner and played scrabble afterwards. I didn't wait till midnight coz i took some meds and after an hour was sound asleep.PJ called at midnight though to greet me, he was dissapointed that i couldn't spend x'mas eve wif him. So far everythings been pretty good...I'll be having some eggnog later at a friends place but will be singing out of tune christmas carol! heheheh
&lt;br&gt; Merry Christmas everyone!!!!
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;Lots of Love,&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;Sher&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-107236985663264884?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/107236985663264884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/107236985663264884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107236985663264884' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-107069240417948150</id><published>2003-12-06T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T14:34:53.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its snowing.....its nice well for the first few days but after awhile..seeing too much white drives me insane.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;I finally bought PJ's christmas pressie today! I was actually shaking when i was giving the cashier my money. I got him a Kenneth Cole watch..I've never really spent so much money on someone before but i know it's worth it. I also got him a polo. We were at the mall juz now wif his mom..and he was looking at the watch and saying how expensive it is...but he'd rather spend his money on me. HEHEHEHE...All i could say was..THE WATCH IS UGLY!
&lt;br&gt;I still have a long list of gifts to get...i wasn't really planning to give adults any gift..then i always get the...Oh i hope u like the gift i got you...which means i gotta get them sumthin too! Ah well.....thats Christmas!
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;p.s. Ratna, ur dad will be in my prayers..i hope he gets well soon ! heheh kidding babe.! But i know he will! Love ya lots!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-107069240417948150?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/107069240417948150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/107069240417948150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107069240417948150' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-106959785653559214</id><published>2003-11-23T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T22:33:36.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Sher... i absolutely lurve the refreshing new look. Its wonderful!!!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Well my J.B. relatives came down for the weekend to remember my dad on his second death anniversary which is tomorrow (24/11). After 2 years i still tear when i hear his name... I watched the short tribute i did for my dad which i did as a school project in year 2 based on still pictures and it brought back a whole bunch of memories which i naively believed i was immuned to.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Aside from that my work is catching on. I've juz been promoted to a producer role. No its not as great as it sounds. I wont even attempt to elaborate. Although i've been in the company for only slightly more than a month, i've had more embarrassing moments there than in my lifetime. 

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Had my first casting call as a producer. Auditioned and directed 50 odd kids. You can imagine the nightmare. Some were extremely good some were reduced to tears once they saw the camera. Still haven't picked the 20 i want for the show. Got to put that on my to do list.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; As for my personal life... me and shaun are getting on fine... i'm juz worried im not spending enuf time wif him. He's in cam 5-6 days a week and i can oni see him during the weekends which is considered extremely little. Ah life...

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Last but not least Selamat Hari Raya to all my muslim frens!!! 

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-106959785653559214?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106959785653559214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106959785653559214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106959785653559214' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-106948615541499952</id><published>2003-11-22T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T02:02:54.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhhhh Hey Marie...hope u like the new look...and i hope everything's doin ok wif you!
&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;br&gt;So, hmmm i hope every1's doing ok...juz read &lt;em&gt;ratna's&lt;/em&gt; diary...hope everything's ok wif ur mommy, she'll be in my prayers.
&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;br&gt; This week has been horrid!! Well its more emotional then anythin' else...i feel like i'm becoming this over jealous and paranoid gf.
My ex was like that..so thats why i ended it!....I think its &lt;em&gt;karma&lt;/em&gt;. Its like i wanna tell him how i really feel...but i guess i'm juz &lt;em&gt;scared&lt;/em&gt;. Hopefully its juz PMS...
&lt;br&gt; I wonder what my bf sees in me... He loves playing pool well i don't coz i don't know how too. I tried learning but bleh! Whenever he wants to play..i well he wants me to go wif him..but what the hell am i suppose to do? Sit there and look pathetic. I'm so much younger then him and immature at times....&lt;em&gt;I just love him to death!&lt;/em&gt;.
&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;br&gt; I'll just see how things go...
&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;br&gt;-sher-

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-106948615541499952?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106948615541499952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106948615541499952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106948615541499952' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-106844770764403368</id><published>2003-11-10T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T15:01:45.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;first up!! MARIE I MISS YOU GIRL!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;Its freakin' cold out!!....sucks..its back to jackets,gloves,bonnets and warmers...when i first got here..the winter was an exciting moment..now its a pest! I so don't enjoy waiting for a bus in the morning shivering in the cold.&lt;br&gt;

&lt;br&gt;- My life as a babysitter -&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;I went to babysitt at 5:30pm. I was suppose to only have one kid that nite coz the girl (Catherine) had a sleep over. So one less problem..but i spoke to soon. The neighbour's son (Jed) came and said he wanted to sleep over so the boy that i babysit (McLean) was overjoyed...well i wasn't but then again..atleast i wouldn't have to entertain him..after bout an hour..Jed didn't want to sleep over...he wanted to go home...Mclean on the other hand was really dissapointed saying that Jed hurt his feelings...heheh Mclean's 5 by the way. McLean's a pest..that kid could drive a babysitter out of the house!! hehehe ITS BEEN PROVEN..about 3 months ago..i had to go to class so i asked a friend(Tina) to babysitt for them..Earning 15 bucks an hour ofcourse she said yes..2 hours into babysitting my cellphone didn't stop ringing. It was Tina, she was screaming at me..telling me that McLean juz called her an ugly babysitter,was throwing all his toys down the stairs and she hasn't fed him coz he was juz running everywhere...They're rich so their house is pretty big..so when he hides it takes you forever! Poor Tina i should have told her bout him being nuts...&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;..goin' back to that nite...so I decided to bribe Jed...i told him i'll bake cookies if he stayed..I made sugar cookies..We all ate cookies! after that he was like..I'm gonna go...Mclean started screaming and i wanted to do the same because I BAKED!! So i spoke to Jed and his mom saying that i'm juz gonna put Mclean to sleep then Jed can go..&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;BEDTIME!!&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;BR&gt;So i played in my head all types of scenarios that might happen..Mclean has 2 beds in his room..so i know he'll ask why Jed's not sleeping there....aha i have an answer to that!! JED SAYS HE CAN'T FALL ASLEEP BECAUSE YOU ALWAYS TALK. SO HE'LL FALL ASLEEP ON THE COUCH THEN I'LL CARRY HIM UP...Mclean didn't say a thing which was good..I continued my lies...I told him he has to sleep so Jed could sleep on the other bed..I'll come back in 5 mins to check..He gave me a kiss and closed his eyes and said..I'M SLEEPING!!hehehe he cracks me up on SOMETIMES only SOMETIMES.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;Went downstairs and Jed's standing by the back door ready to leave. I told Jed to give me 5 mins..coz he usually comes down...5 mins gone..he didn't and i didn't wanna go up coz i might wake him up. Opened the back door...Jed sprinted back home...hehehe&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;9pm....all i have to do now is clean up the kitchen and i could sit on their nice comfy couch and juz wait for them to call me and tell me their 5 mins away, so i could tell them if  they're gonna drive me home in their PORSCHE or PJ's gonna pick me up..today PJ's gonna pick me up..he says he misses me...i miss him too.....&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;11:45pm..they call. 12 am...I'm out...&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;Everytime when we go to the park..parents who knows McLean and his ways..asks me how do i handle him..I smile and say PATIENCE...I had patience the first few times i was there now when it comes to McLean..Patience is so out of the question&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;BR&gt;...Mclean knows if his nice, i'm nice...if he's a brat then i'll be one too..Let's say he throws his toys down the stairs...i'll look at him get his favourite toys and tell him I'M GONNA THROW THIS DOWN AND IT WILL BREAK...hehehehe IT WORKS!! &lt;br&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-106844770764403368?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106844770764403368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106844770764403368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106844770764403368' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-106801150027951288</id><published>2003-11-05T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T13:51:38.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;hehe i know its kinda late but i'm gonna tell you guys anywayz..halloween was fun..pj, me and sum friends went on the ghost trail..it was ok except for this 2 kids that kept asking stupid questions..that kinda killed the thrill..&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;my love's life ok...sum1 told me that she was jealous wif what me and pj have...and i was like..well we're juz like any other couple that has its arguments..but we work it out and the biggest thing i've learnt is to COMPROMISE!!...and also to apologize.. being as stubborn as i am..i know at times i can be a bitch....this friend of mine juz started complaining bout her man...that he's stubborn, cheap and bla bla bla...then i asked..if he's an ass why u wid him? She looked at me..not really  expecting it from me...she was expecting me to say sumthin like  ALL MEN ARE DOGS!!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;She said she loves him....but she juz wants him to change..&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;CHANGE? another lesson i've learnt...don't expect him to change u'll be in for a great dissapointments...but ofcourse some do change...it juz takes alot of patience from us...the lessons of LOVE....its a wonderful thing but at the same time not to receive it from the one u love can be one of the most devastating things to feel.

&lt;pr&gt;Sherina&lt;/pr&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-106801150027951288?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106801150027951288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106801150027951288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106801150027951288' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-106728239246665020</id><published>2003-10-28T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T03:19:51.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;sumbody wrote a racist comment on the message board which totally ruined my day..&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt; a message to that person&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt; If u want to start a war wif us BRING IT ON!...i juz hope ur ready for it..coz i'm indian and my name is SHERINA CHANDIRAMANI..and i'm damn proud to be an indian..you have a problem wif that? THEN SAY UR FUCKIN' NAME OR U TOO SCARED OF An INDIAN GIRL?? &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;anywayz,halloween is coming....we're thinking bout visiting one of D.C.'s most haunted houses..but not sure yet...there's also the ghost trail where u can go too...its getting pretty cold so i don't really wanna walk..i hope u guys enjoy ur week..&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;SHER&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-106728239246665020?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106728239246665020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106728239246665020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106728239246665020' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-106645428805111743</id><published>2003-10-18T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-18T13:18:08.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*And now ur back from outer space... la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la..*
Oh yes marie is back!!! Lets see... work seems to be catching on...its getting more fun as the weeks go by. Doing creative artwork, lighting, filming, photography etc. On monday having a shoot at east coast so im looking forward to that as well. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; As for my bosses...their a cool duo. Straightforward but fun peeps... one day cant go by without me laughing my guts out at the jokes...that perks me up everyday!!! 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Work aside...my family situation isnt as good...having darn probs with this fucking house. Cant afford to keep up with the monthly payments now that my bro is married... so most prob we HAVE to sell. Sad but true..
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; I signed myself up for driving though as a means of escape to my probs. Just sat for my basic theory... havent gotten the results yet though... hope i pass. My bosses promised that i could drive around the stinky orange company van if i get my license... and if they have time they'll teach me how to drive.
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-106645428805111743?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106645428805111743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106645428805111743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106645428805111743' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-106507782360398967</id><published>2003-10-02T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-02T15:01:26.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;hey hey! ...well i can't sleep...i juz have so many things on my mind...but this song juz cheered me up...i decided to share it wif u guys..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; This is for all my girlfriends.....love ya all!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Artist/Band: Martina McBride
Song: This One's For The Girls&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is for all you girls, about thirteen.
&lt;br&gt;High School can be so rough; can be so mean.
&lt;br&gt;Hold onto, onto your innocence.
&lt;br&gt;Stand your ground, when everybody's givin' in&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This one's for the girls.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is for all you girls, about twenty-five.
&lt;br&gt;In little apartments just tryin' to get by.
&lt;br&gt;Livin' on, on dreams and Spaghettios.
&lt;br&gt;Wonderin' where your life is gonna go.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This one's for the girls,
&lt;br&gt;Who've ever had a broken heart;
&lt;br&gt;Who've wished upon a shootin' star:
&lt;br&gt;You're beautiful the way you are.
&lt;br&gt;This one's for the girls,
&lt;br&gt;Who love without holdin' back;
&lt;br&gt;Who dream with everything they have.
&lt;br&gt;All around the world,
&lt;br&gt;This one's for the girls.
&lt;br&gt;(This one's for all the girls.)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is for all you girls, about forty-two.
&lt;br&gt;Tossin' pennies into the fountain of youth.
&lt;br&gt;Every laugh, laugh line on your face,
&lt;br&gt;Made you who you are today.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&lt;br&gt;This one's for the girls,
&lt;br&gt;Who've ever had a broken heart;
&lt;br&gt;Who've wished upon a shootin' star:
&lt;br&gt;You're beautiful the way you are.
&lt;br&gt;This one's for the girls,
&lt;br&gt;Who love without holdin' back;
&lt;br&gt;Who dream with everything they have.
&lt;br&gt;All around the world:
&lt;br&gt;This one's for the girls.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Yeah, we're all the same inside (Same inside.)
From one to ninety-nine:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This one's for the girls,
&lt;br&gt;Who've ever had a broken heart;
&lt;br&gt;Who've wished upon a shootin' star:
&lt;br&gt;You're beautiful the way you are.
&lt;br&gt;This one's for the girls,
&lt;br&gt;Who love without holdin' back;
&lt;br&gt;Who dream with everything they have.
&lt;br&gt;All around the world, yeah, 
&lt;br&gt;This one's for the girls.
&lt;br&gt;(This one's for all the girls.)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Yeah, this one's for the girls.
&lt;br&gt;(This one's for all the girls.)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;-sher-&lt;/p&gt;

  














&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-106507782360398967?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106507782360398967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106507782360398967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106507782360398967' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-106450814199615803</id><published>2003-09-26T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T00:42:21.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well harlow!! quick update on marie's life:
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Tomorrow will be my last day in HSBC. Felling happy but sad... i love the environment, i love the people and i enjoy my work... but i got offered a job more related to my course of study.. so obviously i took it up!!!
I'm gonna be a production assistant for einstein creations...yea de einstein on kids central.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Working for ang moh bosses so im kinda figuring its gonna be a hell ride wif a whole loada fun!!! Outdoor shooting, location recky, getting sponsorship for shows, handling logistics, scripting, editing, camera works, lighting... woo hoo!!!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; I dun give a fuck about the pay!! I'm out to gain experience for my portfolio... and have fun fun fun... doin something ive been relating to for the past 3 years. So excited!!! Wish me luck!!!
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-106450814199615803?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106450814199615803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106450814199615803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106450814199615803' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-106442103185461183</id><published>2003-09-25T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-25T00:30:31.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hey hey...been really lazy to blog...PJ n i have been together for 1yr 6 mth...pretty cool. Don't hink we're gonna do anythin' today....coz we're both broke...maybe go for a walk but its already gettin cold...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oh i went to see Underworld this week and its a pretty good movie....well actually i really loved it and wanna see it again..Kate Beckinsale was great she's really pretty..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Marriage....i think i'll be gettin' married early since i have a bf 8 yrs older then me.....as long as i know i've got a stable job and can buy a house then its ok. Well he already has a stable job so all he really is doing is waiting when i'm ready. Which probably is like hmm 5 years. As long as i don't get pregnant...since its a trend in our family. But all my cousin's who got pregnant seems to be more succesful then the ones who waited.....weird ey??? Those old people in the village in the philippines said sum1 got jealous of our family and put a curse on us...hehehe which sounds pretty interesting.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; Its lunch time for me!!! miss you guys...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-Sher-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-106442103185461183?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106442103185461183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106442103185461183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106442103185461183' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-106403848601635466</id><published>2003-09-20T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-20T14:14:45.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyee... its been a while since i last blogged...even forgot my password to the blogger site...hee hee... Aniway, I'm ok. Been preoccupied with work. Miss shaun alot ever since he went in to camp on 16th September. Can oni see him sometime next week. I think. I hope so.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Shaun goin in brought me closer to his mum. She's been calling me almost everyday to ask how i am doing and stuff. Never expected that.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; On the other hand, at least now i have some free time to myself. For myself. For my family. Especially my mum who's been sick and really emotional and stuff about some family issue. I hope she'll get back on her feet real soon. I really hate seeing her like this. Everyday at work i keep thinking bout how she's doin. I cant quit because otherwise there'll be no money.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Whenever i come home the house is a big mess and so gloomy. She says its depression. I dunno. I just hope she's strong enuf to overcome it.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; My bro's wedding is next week. Still havent decided wether i should go. My mum's not going for obvious reasons. Its supposed to be a happy occasion and im happy for him. But just wish it din have to be like that. We gotta learn to accept the hard way. I've learnt to accept and not to question. If he's happy he's happy. If he's not its his decision which he has to live with. Watever brings him closer to God. We dun even talk now but i hope things will change. I wish u all the best my dear brother. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-106403848601635466?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106403848601635466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106403848601635466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106403848601635466' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-106364228296452246</id><published>2003-09-16T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-16T00:11:23.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its time to update....If its gonna be my wedding...you guys are gonna be in so much trouble! Anywayz, life has been busy! So PJ's complaining he doesn't get to go out as often anymore...well i usually work nites on weekends. I can't really say no to work coz i need cash. I mean i could take a cab home, its not really a problem but he wants to pick me up coz its late, so sumtimes i'll be done at 2am. He'll get all grumpy and all coz he was juz waiting for me and didn't get to go out....Nice!!!! So its my fault.....I didn't tell him not to go...well maybe i said sarcasticly...to go...but i'll get over it..
&lt;p&gt; Errrr relationships....sumtimes i juz wanna give up but he always seems to come up with the best lines to make me fall all over in love wif him. I love him, there's no doubt about that. Sumtimes....its like...i'm tired and can u please stop nagging at me. But he always makes me feel like i'm the most important thing in the world, so i guess if i love him...i'll suck it in and we gotta try to work things out...Coz we both know we don't wanna end it. Well, truthfully, its nice to argue once in a while coz we gotta make-up.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; Ok peeps....love you guys and miss you!1&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sher&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-106364228296452246?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106364228296452246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106364228296452246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106364228296452246' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-106248685593315610</id><published>2003-09-02T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-02T15:14:15.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hey hey!!!....I'm back from NY!!....The wedding went well....but with alot of work..*phew*.  The wedding was about to be cancelled but we managed!...The place in NY where we went to was near the Bronx. I never really thought that it was gonna be that bad...And i was so wrong!... U watch movies about how bad the Bronx is....but always thought it was exagerated....hehehe..HELL NO!...I was so scared and so was my baby to get out of the car...It was so scary. Gas stations had railings on it and bullet proof window...We had to go to city hall to get sum last minute things done....i swear....i was sweating in the car...and hell drivers and people were so rude...The only thing i liked bout the Bronx was the hotdog! It was good...but u never know what they put in it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The evening we got there we went to Manhattan and Times Square....Which was a really funny scene. We couldn't get parking so we didn't get down. We juz drove around and when we got onto 42nd street..we were all like little kids!!.. Those bright lights and MTV studio on TV was there...hehehe We were all going....WOW....and OH MY GOSH!! Even McDonalds looked so good... Too bad we didn't have time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anywayz Marie, i missed ya...and i know u'll be ok.....LOVE YA!!&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;-SHER-&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-106248685593315610?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106248685593315610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106248685593315610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106248685593315610' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-106218346128371817</id><published>2003-08-30T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-30T02:57:41.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey all!!! It's been 3 weeks since i started working and boy is the work sure piling up. The CEO directly tells me and my more proficient colleague wat to do. Yup its just the two of us measuring 100 over staff's productivity (daily mind you), hours clocked in, cost per unit, doin ppts, getting stats ready..the works!!! Its damn stressful i tell you. And its SO.. NOT related to mass communication. But WATEVA!!! Money talks!But like i said b4 i love the challenge and the CEO is understanding enuf not to expect too much.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Sher seems excited going to NY!! U lucky girl..im still stuck here in mundane singapore till i manage to get enuf money to visit u. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Been cranky these few days, although i dun sound like i am now. I'm just bored of my life. I hate my hair, face, skin, body... wateva. Yes i'm going through that phase where i'm not good enuf for myself. Will take some time to get over it.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Nothing much has been happening btw me and shaun. We're good. I'm getting irritated, anxious, upset as the countdown to his NS seems to be getting lower and lower. 16 days left..... ARGHHHHHH!!!! I noe Ratna's going thru so much rite now that her guy is in NS but i must add that that girl is strong and independent. You go girl!!! Dunno whether i can be as brave as her, but i'll try.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Will update u guys when he goes in..or if work gets to my head and i just need some space to shout!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-106218346128371817?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106218346128371817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106218346128371817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106218346128371817' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-106217769584611142</id><published>2003-08-30T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-30T01:21:35.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey all!!! It's been 3 weeks since i started working and boy is the work sure piling up. The CEO directly tells me and my more proficient colleague wat to do. Yup its just the two of us measuring 100 over staff's productivity (daily mind you), hours clocked in, cost per unit, doin ppts, getting stats ready..the works!!! Its damn stressful i tell you. And its SO.. NOT related to mass communication. But WATEVA!!! Money talks!But like i said b4 i love the challenge and the CEO is understanding enuf not to expect too much.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Sher seems excited going to NY!! U lucky girl..im still stuck here in mundane singapore till i manage to get enuf money to visit u. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Been cranky these few days, although i dun sound like i am now. I'm just bored of my life. I hate my hair, face, skin, body... wateva. Yes i'm going through that phase where i'm not good enuf for myself. Will take some time to get over it.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Nothing much has been happening btw me and shaun. We're good. I'm getting irritated, anxious, upset as the countdown to his NS seems to be getting lower and lower. 16 days left..... ARGHHHHHH!!!! I noe Ratna's going thru so much rite now that her guy is in NS but i must add that that girl is strong and independent. You go girl!!! Dunno whether i can be as brave as her, but i'll try.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Will update u guys when he goes in..or if work gets to my head and i just need some space to shout!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-106217769584611142?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106217769584611142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106217769584611142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106217769584611142' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-106210856488562445</id><published>2003-08-29T06:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T06:09:24.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My cousins from Cali are in town!!..So far they've been busy.....visitin' family and friends. Last nite we went to a bar..it was pretty cool. We drank and my babe, juz drank coke coz he was drivin'. There's been alot of check points lately so its better to becareful.  I'm goin' to NY tomorrow..for my cousins weddin.. Bad news is i'm on my period and the dress i gotta wear is white!!!! errrrrrrr 

WELL i'll update u guys on the wedding..

-sher-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-106210856488562445?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106210856488562445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106210856488562445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106210856488562445' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-106144432966319256</id><published>2003-08-21T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T13:40:37.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time to update!!!
&lt;p&gt; Ok, well...i spoke to elly a few days back..and she seems really happy!! I'm happy to her...I know things haven't been great for her but now it seems to be gettin' better. Yayy!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; My fling is gettin' married...the guy i went out wif b4 PJ. The fling's name is Eric. Eric's a great guy but juz not for me coz he's a playa...smooth talker and really good at charmin' ladies...what was i thinkin? I thought i could tame him...well after a week i realised i was stupid then i met the guy of my dreams.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; Eric met a girl, ANNE...I actually like her...She's sweet, funny and she's fun to be around. They started living together. Eventhough Eric's a playa he was one caring jerk...He always made sure i was home,he was really good at givin' gifts and when he found out i was in love. He had to meet PJ. He was happy with him and said he was happy for me. Anne and i became really good friends..and it was really funny seeing Eric in a different light. He was in love wif her. He was so happy talking about her. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; Eric was trying his best to change his ways...this guy was cute and girls go crazy over him...and he was doing good. One night we went clubbing without Eric. Anne dissapeared, then she sent me a txt message to leave without her. Eric kept calling me and askin' me where she went.....well i didn't know...She didn't go home.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; He told me they were havin' probs...and she left with another guy. She went home to Eric..got her things and left. Eric was sad...he couldn't eat, sleep and was kinda depressed. He called me and said he needed to talk. He said sorry...sorry for bein' such a jerk. He was saying sorry for all the things he did to me...he was in pretty bad shape to finally admit that he was a jerk.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; He loves her...and she..well i know she loves him. From experience, i know what they disagreed on..and i think both of them are at fault. They wanted to work things out..but once again Anne strayed. She wants to feel loved and Eric didn't really give her that. But then again, would you actually go home with sum1 else if you love that person? She said she was juz so frustrated and this new guy juz sweeped her off  my feet. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; Eric said its over....wif alot of pain in his eyes. He told me he's gettin' married...To who?? His x-gf Tracy. Tracy knew about Anne and tried to get Eric back from Anne. But Eric told her to stop coz he loves Anne.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; When i asked him why he was gettin' married....he says he had no luck wif girls..Tracy seems to be the only one who is nuts enough to love him even wif his flaws. She might realise how an ass he is and might not marry him..he doesn't wanna die alone.
&lt;p&gt; Well, Eric....all the best to the both of you&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-sher-&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-106144432966319256?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106144432966319256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106144432966319256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106144432966319256' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-106100122390299636</id><published>2003-08-16T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-16T10:33:38.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey girl... its funny how those two ladies said that. I agree with ur point of view...who's relationship doesn't need work? Me and shaun took 4 years of arguing, misunderstandings, sacrifices and hard work to get to the point of the relationship we are at today. If we din give it a shot, and didn't attempt to put any work in it, we wouldn't even have lasted half a year. It's a complex thing because when u grow wif someone, they tend to see u in a certain way and when u do something that is not 'you' your other half will immediately say you've changed. So that in a sense must also be 'worked' out
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; As for my job i'm pretty happy with it, i like the environment, i like the colleagues and most of all i like the challenge of dealing with statistical figures. Sure its demanding but at least i'm constantly utilising my brain instead of wasting time. And i like that fact that i have to keep thinkin  on my feet. Made a few mistakes here and there but my colleague was really patient. And i lied to get the job, i told them i was proficient in microsoft excel which i'm NOT. So i'm still learning...
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Hmm...wat else? Oh yes i turned down a 2nd interview as an Event Executive in some company located in Ang Mo Kio Industrial Park. I jus din like the overall feel i got when i went there for my first interview. Firstly it's a chinese company. Secondly the working hours and long, work on public holidays and even weekends and thy're paying oni 1200 b4 CPF. If i minus of travel expenses and cpf i can barely survive. After calculation i earn more at my present job and i save on travel.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; I promised sher i'll be visiting her once i save enuf cash. I got the green light form my mum and from shaun so its set once i save ard 2k. So sher i'll be lookin forward to seeing u and dun forget our road trip yah!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-106100122390299636?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106100122390299636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106100122390299636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106100122390299636' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-106088148879022998</id><published>2003-08-15T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-15T01:23:22.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wassup!!! ...life's been pretty hectic with the wedding, the kiosk and babysitting...Marie's gotta a job! Congrats babe....So she's been pretty busy.
&lt;p&gt;
Yesterday, while on the train..there was these ladies talking bout if you have to work the relationship, then the relationship will be doomed....And i started wondering is there a relationship out there that doesn't need work?..Ok if ur bf's in a bad mood and bitchin' at u......in my case i suck it in....and bitch about it to other people coz i know i do the same when i'm in a bad mood.. COMPRIMISE? So, is that considered work? Or lets say, the both of you know that you guys love each other dearly but there are problems...and you guys wanna talk it out and work it.........so what??? That means its not gonna work out?
&lt;br&gt;
Is there actually 2 perfect people out there for each other...that work is not required in a relationship?
&lt;/p&gt;
Hmm anywayz, i know i have a good relationship but we work on it...We're both not perfect...Especially that time of the month where all i wanna do is squeeze his neck!..But yeah, we fight, we disagree but we know we love each other. 
&lt;p&gt;
Ok, thaz the life of me!!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-Sher-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-106088148879022998?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106088148879022998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106088148879022998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106088148879022998' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-106010023647365206</id><published>2003-08-06T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-06T00:17:16.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey Marie!!
&lt;p&gt; Happy 20th Birthday! So you're a year older!!! Mwahhhh. I wish i could have been there with you and run wild..maybe next year. When both of us will finally have a job and could pay for sumthin'......&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I hope u had a great time on your birthday even without me...k?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; Love ya loadz&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-sher-&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-106010023647365206?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106010023647365206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/106010023647365206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106010023647365206' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105984263879913339</id><published>2003-08-03T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-03T00:43:58.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today i went to Yishun Stadium for the Inter School sports meet for children with special needs. My sis was taking part in the 50m girls' race. The way she ran was soo... cute i tell you. She kept looking at us and seemed to be hop running instead of runnin runnin. Anyway she came in 4th. Pretty good considering she was competin with normal children who attend special skool cos they have low IQ.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Wat really cot my eye was the fact that these kids possess so much determination and positivity. They push themselves to the limits. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; There was this 10yr old guy in a wheelchair competing in the 100m boys race. He was competing with other kids who could walk normally. So naturally he came in last. But u could tell from his face that he was struggling and pushing himself to the limits just to complete the race. He wasnt in a normal wheelchair, the 'wheelchair' he was in had 3 wheels, one front 2 back, was heavy and really hard to manage. But he din give up. He made it to the finish line.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Another thing was that this sports meet was kind of a big event marking 30 yrs in disabled sports, but none of the press was there to cover the story. Why? Just because these kids aren't normal? Why? These kids aren't newsworthy enuf? Well i dunno. But i wished they did cover the story though. It was something different that the public should noe abt. Had it not been for my sister, i too would be ignorant of such events. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105984263879913339?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105984263879913339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105984263879913339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#105984263879913339' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105957566924029358</id><published>2003-07-30T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-30T22:34:29.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;hmmm, I'm wonderin' where MC is? She hasn't been blogging...I'm a little worried and hope u're doing ok. It's 6 days till MC's bday!! My tummy is aching, as usual its the time of the month where i'm juz gonna bitch at every1 and anythin'.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; I didn't get to watch any movies coz i was working....i worked even sunday nite so my boss could go see Bon Jovi in concert. I miss my bf, we've both been busy. Haven't paid my cellphone bill....errr for sum reason my damn credit card keeps getting denied...but when i check the balance there's still money in it...and i juz paid it. When you call them up half the time u'r talkin' to a machine...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My brother is so damn irresponsible, i really feel like kicking his ass big time!! I told my bro yesterday if he wanted to go to the bank so i can prepare dinner before i leave coz i had to do sum . He said he has homework, so fine....i started cookin' then i told him i'll go but he has to watch the food in the kitchen.....the big arse forgot bout it...And nearly burned the house down. All he had to do was switch the thing off. I kept repeating it over and over again before i left and he still forgot. I'm juz so dissapointed in him..He's 16 but acts like a 5 yr old.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; Thaz bout it&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;sher&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105957566924029358?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105957566924029358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105957566924029358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105957566924029358' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105911001170745286</id><published>2003-07-25T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-26T01:02:08.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So wassup? Hmmm. Opening nite of 2 movies that i wanna see. Spy Kids 3D and Tomb Raider. I didn't really enjoy Tomb Raider the first time around. Nice movie and impressive special effects but that just didn't do it for me. I like action movies..I enjoyed Bad Boys 2, well except for some parts where the movie did the slow motion turn around thingy, that made me a little dizzy. Either then that....nice movie, really good action sequence.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Yap, i wanna see Spy Kids 3..and i'm not ashamed to say that i'm a fan of children movie flicks. The first time it came out, i saw it at the hotel room thingy coz i was babysitting. I enjoyed it...the kids were cute and its nice to see them growing up. I rented the second one, liked it too. I wouldn't mind watching this one on the big screen! I didn't watch the first installment of harry potter on the big screen, i didn't even rent it. My mom did, i juz watched it coz i was bored. Then the magical thing happened. I've been bewitched. I went to get tickets online for the 2nd part. It was showing during december...hehehe I left class half an hour later. Braved the snow wif kids in tow (PJ's brother,cousin and nephew) and juz loved it. I didn't really wanna read the books coz its super thick and looks like a textbook. Yeah well, i was wrong...read the first chapter...next thing i know i didn't wanna leave borders without it...heheh&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
thaz all for my lame but entertaining life.
&lt;br&gt;
-sher-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105911001170745286?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105911001170745286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105911001170745286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105911001170745286' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105888222777826027</id><published>2003-07-22T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-22T21:57:07.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow marie, u better becareful k babe. My cousin in the philippines wrote me an email yesterday telling me that i should go see a OBGYN before i turn 21. She and 2 other of my cousins have Endometriosis. Its a genetic disorder in the uterus that can cause infertility......shucks!! So, i don't have insurance here coz its so unbelivably expensive.Just to go to the doctor you'll need insurance or else they'll charge you pretty high. Going to a doctor for a cold can cause you 50 bucks and thats without the medicine. Basically, i gotta get a stable job juz to be able to see a doctor. AHHH life....

&lt;p&gt;-sher-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105888222777826027?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105888222777826027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105888222777826027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105888222777826027' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105880872595841457</id><published>2003-07-22T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-22T01:32:05.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well i've had a pretty buzi weekend:
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Saturday was my Malaysian cuz's (dad's side) wedding which was ironically held in Singapore. So i went for the wedding mass at 2pm at OLPS came back home and went for the reception at Holiday Inn Park. This was where the fun stuff began. Well i drank two glasses of wine during dinner and after the reception was over me and my other cuz's decided to crash the bridal suite and not leave my newly married cuz in peace. In the room we had lots of drinks which i found strong but tot i could handle. Unfortunately i konked out and the next thing i noe i was in another of my cuz's hotel room. I got up to puke tons of times and had my elder bro rubbing my back and trying to tok sense into me. I kept asking everyone in the room who are u? And i have a strong hunch my breast were showing cos i was wearing a tube top. I finally managed to fall asleep and woke up at 11 the next morning. I woke my bro up and we went hope. Felt so embarrased to face him since then.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; On Sunday i went for an audition for this malay telemovie at YWCA ard 4 plus. Took a cab there cos i din noe the place. Was arguing with Shaun on the phone when i alighted the cab. thinking i was alighting on the pavement side i din bother to check traffic as i was too engrossed in the conversation. I din noe i was alighting on the road side and i heard cab driver say something like be careful but i din realise was he was referring too. I just got down and while crossing to the pavement i noticed this huge bus (coach) speeding towards my direction. I coulda died that day. Coulda been spalttered all ard that road and wound up on the news. Thank god i managed  to reach the pavement just in time. God was on my side this time. I vow NEVER to tok on the phone and cross a road ever again. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Anyway the audition was pretty stupid. I had to play various emotions reading a malay script that toked about food hygiene. How the fuck are u supposed to act sad or manja or marah tokin about the hygenic way to prepare food. Then i was asked to sing a song. I sang more than words. That was it then i left and went over to my darling's house. His parents brought us for dinner and bowling. I din wanna bowl but i had fun watching them play.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; There u have it an update on my busy weekend.
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105880872595841457?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105880872595841457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105880872595841457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105880872595841457' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105846505493963550</id><published>2003-07-18T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-18T02:15:19.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to get the ribbons with their names and date of the wedding yesterday. The annoying part was that the lady who was in charge of the invitation thingy seemed to be flirting with PJ! Instead of addressing the whole thing to me since i'm the one paying...she kept asking PJ.."oh sir what color do you want the ribbon to be in". I was like WTF? I'm the one asking the question, and whenever she answered she was looking at PJ. I got pissed!...oh yeah and when i asked her how much it was she was like 27 bucks..When PJ asked for sum reason it was 24 bucks. My wonderful bf was like...no she wasn't flirting...she was probably juz scared of you coz u looked so pissed...ehem the reson why i was looking that way was that everytime i asked her sumthin' she answers me.. I'M NOT SURE!!! I don't actually have time for I'M NOT SURE ANSWERS!. 
&lt;br&gt;
I took a pic of the *&lt;A HREF ="http://juzbeingals.topcities.com/souvenier.jpg "  target="_blank"&gt;souveneir&lt;/a&gt;*....i'm juz gonna stick the ribbon thingy around it...coz i couldn't think of anywhere else to put it.
&lt;p&gt;-sher-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105846505493963550?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105846505493963550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105846505493963550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105846505493963550' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105836194376310694</id><published>2003-07-16T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-16T21:25:43.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;ok, this week so far has been pretty busy, my cousin in NY is getting married on August 30th. I'm in charge of souveneirs and invitations. Went to check out invitations, most of them require a 2 month in advance notice. Juz great!. The girl is already pregnant so we have to rush in on everything. We told them to get married when she gives birth...but nope, they insist on doing it now. Back to invitations, so i've decided to juz do it. In a traditional filipino invitation, you will have the bridal entourage on it, which means more work for me. I got the souveneirs already, its this cute little jewelery box. I think! Now i have to get tags on them. PJ's gonna accompany me to check out some ribbons that has names and whatever on it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The bride's family (my cousin's the groom) told us that they can't really offer us much coz they've got no money. Hmm, so ok we decided to pitch in. I've never met the bride and have nothing against her, but when she talks to me she thinks i'm stupid. I asked her what's her email address and she said sweety sumthin then she said underscore...and she was like..u know what underscore is ? Its the a hyphen but below, i so badly wanted to say...I'M IN COLLEGE AND GRADUATED HIGH SCHOOL UNLIKE YOU! But no i was nice and just said yes i know what it is. So, me and my other cousin bought her wedding gown for 90 bucks!!! Its super cheap but really nice, its a strapless A-line gown. We told her that we have to put straps on coz she got no boobs, and we bought a bigger size gown so it could accomodate her tummy. To wear a strapless gown it has to be tight around the waist. She sounded dissapointed when we told her that we gonna put straps on. I personally have a gown like hers and i learnt that the hard way. Its her wedding anyway. I just hope its a good wedding, since we're all driving 5 hours to be there.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When i get married, i really hope, I'd get much help as my cousin is getting now!. And ofcourse i hope my cousins and aunts/uncles would really splurge on me.
&lt;p&gt;-sher-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105836194376310694?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105836194376310694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105836194376310694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105836194376310694' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105807598986314193</id><published>2003-07-13T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-13T14:00:43.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;hey marie, sorry i couldn't get in touch with you....i was up on the mountain at ehem JELLYSTONE PARK. Sounds familiar? Yap, it's the Yogi Bear park but i shall tell you bout that sum other time. Anywayz there was no signal there when i got you message....it was too late to get a phonecard and call you. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I know how you feel babe, same thing happened to me today......It was getting late and the roads down the road where very dark, and i didn't want PJ to drive coz it looks really scary. The place is about 3 hours away from our house. I decided to call my parents and tell them that  I'm with PJ and his whole family and its late and i don't think it's a good idea to go home...My dad said...if i'm not back in 3 hours, then i'll never be able to step foot outside the house again.....I don't get what they want from me....I cook and clean and do every other thing they ask me too. My grades are excellent, and i'm home when they want me too....its not like i'm gonna be stuck in the room with him!! ITS HIS WHOLE FAMILY......My bf did get me home in 3 hrs and rite now he's alone at home coz the rest of his family stayed behind........hmmmm.&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p&gt;Marie, we still came home......see how nice we are? I love my parents but they gotta learn to let go and let my fall and find my way back......I've never done anything for them not to trust me.....I juz hope they'll realise that we have our own minds, they can tell us all they want but we might snap too.....ahhhhh marie...well i wish you all the best...If you need anythin' juz msg me or email me k....&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Love ya babe,&lt;/p&gt;
Sher&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105807598986314193?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105807598986314193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105807598986314193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105807598986314193' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105803346723826614</id><published>2003-07-13T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-13T02:11:07.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today i attempted to ask my mum if i cld stay over Shaun's place. Afterall there was nothing wrong as my guy cousins were all stayin over. (shaun's in their band). So they wanted to ton and record songs.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; I was really excited and i really wanted to help (i'm their ahem..band manager) so i tot i shld stay over too. So i plucked up the courage to ask my mum.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; The answer was as i expected a straight NO. I felt really pissed. I mean i choose to make the effort to tell you where i am and what i'm doing instead of lying to u. I respect you and ask ur permission and u still deny me the right to stay over. For goodness sake mum i'm 20! Not freakin 12!! How long are u planning to run my life. I don't wanna hurt u that's why i respect ur wishes. But it's my life not urs. U provided me the education and steps i need to build my life and im old enuf to do what I wanna do. For goodness sake i graduated and u cant put the excuse that im still studyin anymore.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; And when i tell u all this all u did was HANG UP THE DAMN PHONE!!! I should have just stayed over and not bothered to call u. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105803346723826614?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105803346723826614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105803346723826614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105803346723826614' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105790004172858323</id><published>2003-07-11T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-11T13:07:21.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My bro came home today with a letter..
its saying that a guardian or a parent has to accompany him to skool....for what?
 SEX EDUCATION! I was like you gotta be kidding..
but hey you can also not go if you want. Then ofcourse i shrugged it off and say i'm not going. 
But i kinda realised that this is america and it says that 60 percent of teenagers have sex before graduating high skool..
So maybe i should go with him, and let him know the stuff bout sex that was never taught to me and maybe i could learn a thing or 2.
Instead of finding out from friends,
 he'll find out from an expert...
but the whole catch is that i have to seat down with my 16 yr old brother...whom i'm not really close too. AHHHH!!
i'm so sure that my parents won't seat down with him and tell him he should use a condom if he ever decide to do it!
My parents didn't have to worry that much when i was 16..i was in a convent skool and was scared to even think bout sex!! Did we even ever had the whole sex talk thing in skool?
But this is america! I did get the sex talk, from my cousin....she kinda told me the ups and downs bout the whole thing...but that was when i was 18
and ofcourse she was my cousin! Frankly, i don't really wanna know bout sex from my parents...ewwwwwww

Honestly, i don't think he should be having sex at 16...its juz so too young...now who am i to decide? Our hormones are different and all that.
So what do you guys think...should i go to the talk with him or juz let him be?

&lt;p&gt;-sher-&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105790004172858323?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105790004172858323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105790004172858323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105790004172858323' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105786589168547623</id><published>2003-07-11T03:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-11T13:09:18.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok here's Marie's Grad pics. 
Ain't she as pretty as ever.
&lt;A HREF = "http://juzbeingals.topcities.com/gallery.html" target ="_blank"&gt;MARIE'S PICTURE GALLERY...&lt;/A&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105786589168547623?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105786589168547623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105786589168547623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105786589168547623' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105768805501765508</id><published>2003-07-09T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-09T02:15:20.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm pretty upset today. Not for me but for the love of my life. Well see... his grades weren't good enuf to get him to ITE Tampines to do the Higher Nitec course. So now he's stuck. He doesnt noe wat to do. So i offered him alternatives like maybe sign on in the Navy or take a part time couse or even take a private diploma. What he told me really hurt me. He said "Don't be so stressed out for MY life. I decide wat i want to do." I just mumbled something like "I was just trying to help out". He proceeded to say "It's no point talking to you about my life. You're not a guy. U won't understand." Now what the hell is that supposed to mean. I am just trying to be helpful here and this is wat i get. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; I really want to help him sort out his life. I dun want him to say i wasnt there for him when he needed me. But what do i do? I dunno. I tried. I shall just keep my mouth shut from now on when it comes to matters like these. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Maybe he's just to stress to think straight now. I wounldnt noe what to do if i were in his position as well. It's like he has so many hopes and dreams that he just cant pursue because of education. How sad is that? I feel his pain. I wish i could help. But i should just keep quiet to prevent any further arguements.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;marie celine aka mc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105768805501765508?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105768805501765508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105768805501765508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105768805501765508' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105764400692420336</id><published>2003-07-08T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-08T14:00:06.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weekend update: July 4th was pretty funny...well i had this bleach hair set lying around the house, so i decided to bleach my hair....and my hair went blond or orange juz sumthin' very light! The bad part was since my hair was so bloody thick...so only the top was blond. PJ picked me up to go his house for BBQ and fireworks. Being nice as he is...he said it was nice..but as soon as i walked in his house his sis was juz staring at me...hehehe She got her car keys and went...ok lets go find a store thats open and do some damage control to your hair..I told her that i liked it....but yeah every1 else was juz teasing me...They were saying i was promoting the movie legally blonde 2..hehehe. After bout an hour...found a shop thaz open....and during the fire works....i was wearing a shower cap and an oversize t-shirt. Yesterday i went to a christening...my 3rd godchild this year. ..His name is Matthew Miguel...cute little baby. After that, it was a party..it was kinda weird having your bf and your well fling in the same room..We never really became an official couple. PJ knew bout us...but that was before we became a couple..He was trying to be nice to him and start a conversation. It was juz so funny, he was juz so fake, i could see it in his face. I tried to pull him away a couple of times but the fling kept asking him to join him for a smoke...2 thumbs up to the BF....great acting!!
&lt;p&gt;-sher-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105764400692420336?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105764400692420336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105764400692420336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105764400692420336' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105734320759301858</id><published>2003-07-05T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-05T02:28:10.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo!!! got my Diploma today. Had so much fun on my graduation day!!! Was like a mini reunion of sorts. Took tons of pics. Had to buy 2 rolls of film. Poor shaun was the cameraman. But he's such a darling he din complain. Even though i dragged him here and there to take pics with my poly frens. He even ran to the nearest shop to get more film. Like i said i love that guy. 

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Finally 3 years of sloggin paid off. PHEW!!! Had my 5 secs of fame when i walked up to receive my diploma. Thank GAWD i din trip and make a boo boo out of myself haha. Anyway i'm just so glad to get the Diploma.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; After my graduation i hung out with shaun and my cousins and we had such a good time taking pics and basically having fun and just laughin the nite away. I din want to go home though but i had to. Well as usual shaunny darling sent me all the way home even though i told him it was unneccessary. Wat would life be without that guy..

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; CeEdEe dear we not ingnoring u lah.. dun worry... we'll keep taggin at ur site k?

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Have fun ppl and do continue to keep bloggin!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105734320759301858?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105734320759301858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105734320759301858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105734320759301858' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105725596626034379</id><published>2003-07-04T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-04T02:19:09.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JTT!!! heheh didn't he play the bad guy. But i gotta admit he was really cute there. The boyband era...i still can't believe what was i thinking!! My mum used to say i was obsess with BSB. Ceedee used to be nuts bout moffats...what happened to them??
&lt;p&gt; Well, I'm sick..got the flu from my lovelable bf, he feels really bad bout it..he wants to bring me soup and all that which is totally sweet but he's getting better so i don't want him near me..or this flu will never end, we'll juz keep passing it to each other.....Independence day's tomorrow, was planning to go see the fireworks in D.C. but the weather doesn't look too good and with all the terrorists warning i think we are skipping that..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ratna's dad invited her hubby out for dinner...that was so cool! I'm so excited for her!!!...yeehaa...goodluck with that!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;as for my relationship, well i think my parents know bout it but keeping it quiet....PJ's a great guy and i know they know that...but yeah he has a kid..that would always cross their mind. They have never said no to me going out with him or anything like that, which is a good sign. We've been together for slightly more then a year and its great....best relationship so far. His family!! I just adore them....i juz can't think of a life without him...well i guess i just have to hope for the best. I don't want to be put in the situation where i gotta choose him or my family..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Happy 4th of July!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-sher-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105725596626034379?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105725596626034379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105725596626034379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105725596626034379' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105716234461631051</id><published>2003-07-03T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-03T00:12:24.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i saw my deepest tv show crush on Smallville on Monday!!! Yes ppl its JTT!!!!!!! Jonathon Taylor Thomas. He still lookes as hot and as cute as ever. And he kissed Lana!!! How sad is that? Just kidding. I'm over him just like sher is over BSB. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; But seeing him on TV did remind me of the times in Secondary skool when i was super crazy about him and had tons of posters of him. All of which has been torn down since mind u. And how 'girly' and psychotic i was over him. Thank gawd those days are over!!!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; And then it kinda reminded me about our grps's boyband chasing era.. where we would wait endlessly just to get a GLIMPSE of pop stars...sigh those were the days... hahaha
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105716234461631051?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105716234461631051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105716234461631051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105716234461631051' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105712451328194612</id><published>2003-07-02T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-02T13:43:10.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what's happening?...k, PJ's down wif a cold &amp; i think i'm gettin' it too. I don't really wanna get sick coz if i'm sick the kids will get sick. If the kids get sick and i get sick, means i'll have no work which ofcourse means no money. But how can you not let your bf hug you when he looks so sick and cute...hehehe. It's juz a cold but he'll be all helpless and give me the i-can't-do-anything look. U wanna scream at him but at the same time u juz wanna hold him and wish he'll feel better...I went to his house and made him soup and while waiting for him, his younger bro was reading to him Harry potter..my big baby..

&lt;p&gt;A year from today we had this awful fight..
sum1 i trust tried to ruin our relationship.
i didn't know why she'd do that. 
Say all those things i didn't. 
He trusted her too, so he believed her. 
I thought it was over. 
I cried and cried wishing it was a dream.
It was real but our love was stronger then that.
We dropped the whole thing but still she hurt me.
Till this day, i look over my shoulder.
 Scared to trust any1 who come by.
Atleast i have you. You still held my hand after all that
and still you say you trust me no matter what.
i hate her till this moment. 
I'll always remember what you did..
and will always remain away from you&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;p&gt;-sher-&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105712451328194612?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105712451328194612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105712451328194612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105712451328194612' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105697137447895177</id><published>2003-06-30T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-30T19:12:22.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ppl my weekend was ok. Took part in this massive Indian dance competition in NUS and came in 6th place. Pretty good considering there were 16 awesome teams and my group only practiced 2 days prior to the competition. The bottom line is i had loads of fun. We were kinda expecting a certificate of participation or something but it was a pleasant surprise to get 6th place. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Today me and Shaun went for a relaxing stroll in Orchard Road and we hung out at Borders. It's been a long time since we did that and it was lotsa fun...din even have to spend that much money. I love that guy!!!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; My sis went back to skool and i kinda miss her. During the hols she would be so noisy, disturb and play with me and stuff but today the house seemed so quiet..haha.. anyway take care ppl... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105697137447895177?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105697137447895177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105697137447895177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105697137447895177' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105695086553078818</id><published>2003-06-30T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-30T13:29:55.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys!?! How was the weekend? good? bad? or let's juz forget bout it?...mine was ok i guess. Tried to go see Charlie's Angel but everywhere was sold out. So we landed at his place..had  dinner there which is fine to me coz it saves money. Then we went to the harbour for coffee with his family. It's so nice to see a family so close. Thats one of the things i envy my bf for. When I watch 7th heaven i always wonder is there really such a family. Well my mom and i talk but we don't talk bout...u know my bf's being an ass what do i do...those kinda things. I'm not that open to my mom especially my dad. My dad's there to nag at me or just to tell me what i did wrong. I love his family, they're so sweet. I love mine too but i just wish we we're closer. I try sometimes to build a conversation, but i always end up getting nagged at. So i stopped...hmm hehe ok peeps...have a nice week!!

&lt;p&gt;-sher-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105695086553078818?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105695086553078818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105695086553078818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105695086553078818' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105666000003641880</id><published>2003-06-27T04:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-27T04:40:00.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'd like to say hello to charlotte!!! hey girl how ya doin? Hey marie, sorry bout the job :( . Its the holidays and my house is like a daycare center1...My nieces and nephews running around...and since they are here at 8am...i'm sleep deprived. : sher&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105666000003641880?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105666000003641880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105666000003641880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105666000003641880' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105663044234727624</id><published>2003-06-26T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T20:27:22.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>update on Marie's life: I feel like crying. I din get the job at Universal music. Really wanted the job. Couldnt they at least give an inexperienced girl a chance to prove herself? Guess not.  Ah well i shall not let this pull me down. Comforting myself with the saying when one door closes another opens. Just wanting to know what that 'other door' is. Cant wait too long though... gettin impatient and tired...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105663044234727624?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105663044234727624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105663044234727624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105663044234727624' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105656605407904641</id><published>2003-06-26T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T02:34:14.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got bored yesterday so i picked up a harry potter book at the bookstore...sat on their comfy couch drinking mocha frappucino. Next thing i know i couldn't put the 735 page book down. I started having this movie in my head and laughing at some scenarios...I ended up buying the book. My bf hates readin but he loves harry potter....we've seen the first and second movie a  thousand times! I told him what i've read so far and now he keeps asking me what happens next..He even suggested i record my voice so he can listen to it...heheh lazy...But i really didn't expect to have much fun reading it. I didn't want to read it in the first place coz it's juz gonna ruin the excitement for me when i go watch the movie. Anywayz, MARIE!! how ya been? miss ya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105656605407904641?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105656605407904641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105656605407904641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105656605407904641' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105634796507730327</id><published>2003-06-23T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-23T13:59:24.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wish i had a magic wand to make everything better, with the wand i'd give marie the job of her dreams, ratna a fully paid scholarship, for ceedee it would be for adli's leg to get better so she can watch movies wif him and ofcourse for elly....the love she deserves from the one she loves....
life has been such an emotional journey lately, that crying seems to be a hobby now. 
I hate it when the people i love goes tru so much...i know they are all good people..they don't deserve it....
Every1 i know including myself seems to be in a slump. You try to climb out but you seem to fall back in. 
Nothings perfect...even my relationship...Its not easy being in the middle....its him or his family. 
Ofcourse i'll support my man...but what if his family is right? I don't wanna abandon him coz i know this is when he needs me the most..
But how will he learn? Am i really sure that his family is right?
I'm confused as ever...but i know with friends like you guys i'll get tru it...
I guess with all this downs....the biggest up would be knowing, i can always count on your opinions.
Thanks.

&lt;p&gt;-sher-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105634796507730327?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105634796507730327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105634796507730327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105634796507730327' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105613137961988627</id><published>2003-06-21T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-21T01:56:16.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;a day in my life&lt;/p&gt;

i had a pretty exhausting day..my cousin's first day at her waitressing job and she doesn't have a bow tie so i went by &lt;a href ="http://www.tjmaxx.com"&gt; TJMAXX &lt;/a&gt;. I couldn't find one...so i saw a bus..took it and landed at &lt;a href ="http://www.ballston-common.com"&gt;Ballston Mall&lt;/a&gt;. First, i went to &lt;a href="http://www.hechts.com"&gt;Hecht's &lt;/a&gt; seems i assumed that they have everything and ofcourse i was wrong....they didn't have one single black bow tie in that whole department store...so i decided to juz walk around and i came across &lt;a href ="http:\\www.victoriassecret.com"&gt; Victoria's Secret&lt;/a&gt;. With 20 bucks to spare i bought 4 bottles of body spray since it was on sale. 4 for 20 bucks...hehehe nice deal....So, i decided to ask around...and this nice lady said...that there's a tuxedo shop downstairs...and finally i got a bow tie for 5.75....next i have to deliver it to the cousin...I met her at courthouse...thaz where my skool is...and besides the skool there's &lt;a href ="http:\\www.xando.com"&gt;COSI&lt;/a&gt;, we love that place.....after 7 it turns into a mini bar...and they've got smores....there's this thing where u can melt marshmallow....its so cute...aha...then i gave her the bow tie...had my smoothie and then went to work...

&lt;p&gt;Sher&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105613137961988627?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105613137961988627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105613137961988627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105613137961988627' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105595803604373628</id><published>2003-06-19T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-19T01:40:35.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah well i'm back from my interview today at Universal Music. The interview was ok but i din portray myself the way i wanted to. I feel i could have done better. Ah hell its over and done with and i'll noe the results in 2 weeks time regardless of wether or not i get the job. Sigh i'm so worried...so stressed...more pimples are popping out. Why din i anticipate those questions? why was i so nervous? Damn. Just praying for the best now...i really want that job&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105595803604373628?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105595803604373628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105595803604373628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105595803604373628' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105595616569047741</id><published>2003-06-19T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-19T01:09:25.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey!!....exams are finally over. I'm still not sure whether i should take summer classes or not. If i take summer classes i'll be done in December but i still have to wait for June for the whole graduation thingy. hmmm or i can juz take my time and skip summer. Downloading music over the internet....i was juz reading an article on this mag...about how teenagers are downloading music over the internet and how teenagers should learn that not all things are free...ehem...and it goes on and on about what we should learn and we should stop. Why is it so easily available if they don't want teens downloading? ok they're probably gonna give the whole responsibility shit.... *sigh* its funny how the magazine seemed to blame it all on the teenagers and not to the high pricing of cds or to the people who makes the software to download....ah well thaz life....
today's agenda....firstly, do the laundry, then take the dishes out of the dishwasher...or dishwasher first..hmmm.fold the clothes....in the evening....meet my babe..
&lt;p&gt;-Sher-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105595616569047741?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105595616569047741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105595616569047741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105595616569047741' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105569456857709529</id><published>2003-06-16T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-16T00:29:28.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is sunday and its....father's day..my bf's sis juz called and said what are we gonna do today...and she decided we all have dinner sumwhere....sounds great..my bf's a dad..but he hasn't seen his son..kinda sad..but we'll celebrate it anyway...i've got one more paper to go..thaz for tomorrow...hopefully it'll be easy *crosses her fingers*....and to &lt;strong&gt;ceedee&lt;/strong&gt; HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!...i hope you had fun!!.......yesterday, me n pj's family went to the waterpark..i couldn't find my bathing suit so didn't swim...and it was freaking hot....all of a sudden it juz rained...and it was pretty heavy..weird..and pj's little nephew went round telling people...GOD WAS FLUSHING THE TOILET thaz why it rained...that was so cute...ok!!.....and now i have to go back to those things wif tons of pages....which you have to read tru and find sum space in your brain to put it in..
&lt;p&gt;-Sher-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105569456857709529?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105569456857709529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105569456857709529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105569456857709529' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105539809712125837</id><published>2003-06-12T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-12T14:09:49.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Immediately after bloggin my tots..charlotte came online so i decided to clarify with her. She did!! I dun feel so confused anymore. This is how our conversation went:

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;life's a bitch says:
hey check out my blog at www.juzbeingals.blogspot.com
life's a bitch says:
u have a blog?
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
nope
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
hehe
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
i will
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
how r ya???
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;life's a bitch says:
i'm ok lah..deep in tot..so wats up with the trinity
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;life's a bitch says:
explain to me the concept of 3 persons in one God
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;life's a bitch says:
read my blog i wrote it down
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
ok...
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
hmm...
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
there's God, his son Jesus
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
and the Holy Spirit.. which Jesus sent 2 guide people
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;life's a bitch says:
but they're all the same ppl rite?
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
not exactly
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
they're all da most high
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;life's a bitch says:
how i come i keep prayin to Jesus as God..who is God? 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
coz Jesus comes from God
l&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ife's a bitch says:
Jesus=God?
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
itz like dey haf da same power
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
u noe when God sent JEsus 2 earth
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;life's a bitch says:
then why can't we pray to just one instead of all three
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
we can
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
but
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;life's a bitch says:
its confusing who do we pray to  then?
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
haha.. ok.. lemme try 2 explain
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;life's a bitch says:
becuase i dunno how God looks like so i picture God as Jesus..that means im oni prayin to Jesus
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
yeah.. u can pray 2 Jesus.. God is like da highest being.. Jesus is also high but because he was sent down 2 earth, we know how he looks like.. n itz easier  2 pray 2 Him
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
da Holy Spirit, if u pray 2, can physically help u with stuff
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;life's a bitch says:
reali?
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;life's a bitch says:
Jesus = Holy Spirit?
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
yeah.. u know all da life in the spirit seminars
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
Jesus SENT his Holy Spirit
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
Itz like His power
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
his guidance 2 peple
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;life's a bitch says:
ooh.. now i understand a bit
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;life's a bitch says:
then who is GOd?
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
hehe.. wat still confuses u?
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
God is the highest being.. well, i guess they all have da same power.. but God is like da most highest
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;life's a bitch says:
no one has ever seen him?
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
coz Jesus is his Son
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
nope
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;life's a bitch says:
so how do u picture God when u meditate?
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
hmm.. yeah, i picture Jesus
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
n Mary
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
n a dove for da Holy Spirit
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;life's a bitch says:
so we pray to Jesus instead of God lah
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;life's a bitch says:
so Jesus represents God and he became human to be one of us and die for our sins?
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
exactly!!!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;life's a bitch says:
The who prays to God?
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
but we can still pray 2 God.. juz use his name i guess
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;life's a bitch says:
eh?
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
ok.. itz like an office
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
God is da boss, Jesus and Holy Spirit n Mary are like vice presidents of da company, but almost on the same rank
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
so when we pray, da prayers go up to dem.. n will finally have 2 go thru God
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ i CaN fLy.. ~ says:
coz he's da highest
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;life's a bitch says:
oh wow!!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;life's a bitch says:
thanks girl &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105539809712125837?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105539809712125837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105539809712125837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105539809712125837' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105539556566435399</id><published>2003-06-12T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-12T13:39:26.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well today my dear fren sher called!!! i was so hapi but my house was noisy i cld barely hear her. But i finally heard her voice again after so long!!! Yay!!! 

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;With all that's been happening in my life and in my family i got into deep tot, especially on the subject of Religion.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Confessions of a Roman Catholic:
Well yea i do pray. Been praying a lot nowadays. I feel a deep connection with Jesus and Mother Mary. But i just don't grasp the concept of the trinity. The three beings in ONE; the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. So i researched on the net. Went to the Vatican site. There was a lot of stuff on the trinity and i read it over and over again but i still don't understand. If I pray to God am i praying to Jesus and the Holy Spirit as well? How come i picture God as Jesus when Jesus is the Son of God? 

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So i asked my mum for clarification. Then she told me the same thing that i read and told me to just believe and not question. It's not that i want to question. It's not that i wanna doubt my faith. Being Human Beings we need to know this kinda things. Yes i have faith. I believe in Jesus. I am trying to read the Bible on a daily basis. Since i started praying more frequently i've seen a change in my life for the better. I'm so much more at ease with myself.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then yesterday my close fren questioned me. If you believe that God is everywhere and anywhere, why can't u pray to this cup as a symbol of God? So i tried explaining that y would we wanna pray to a cup when the statues of Jesus symbolises God. Then my fren said, so u picture Jesus as God. Then i was like i dunno but most of the time i pray to Jesus cos they're three in one God. Confusing? I noe..i'm still learning each day about my faith.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then me and my fren proceeded to have this whole conversation abt life itself.


&lt;br&gt;Confessions of a Human Being:
&lt;br&gt;The conversation went like this

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Fren: We humans are funny
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Me: Why?
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Fren: Why in the world is diamonds worth more than water? We need water to survive but we dun need diamonds at all so how come humans put so much value to diamonds?"
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Me: I dunno. Whatever humans put value on is worthless. Money is worthless, diamonds are worthless...we're just humans. It's a need vs want thing
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Fren: Ok..then who says its safe to cross when there is a green man? Does a wall immediately come up to block the cars when the green man comes on? Why do we humans have the perception that green man=safe?
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Me: Because we learnt this kinda things from young. Like cross oni when there is a green man, don't steal you noe. This kinda things has been instilled in us and we just follow.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I must say it was really a refreshing conversation that made me question a lot of things. I may not noe all the answers and i may not ever find out. But that's what life is... the journey of the unknown... living one day at a time...trying to make sense of the world and people around you. 
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105539556566435399?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105539556566435399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105539556566435399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105539556566435399' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105531620706039053</id><published>2003-06-11T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-12T00:46:53.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a huge misunderstandin today with a good fren. Thank God things got sorted out!!! I was upset the whole day for nothin. So well this guy from this company from ORION called me up and asked me what i could do for his company as he did not want to waste time hiring fresh grads. So i told him I majored in PR and event management and marketing and all these skills can be integrated together to help the company achieve its business objectives.

Then he was like yah but we're actually looking for sales and marketing staff. Then i was like dumbfounded cos the ad said event executive. How ethical is that? So my answer din answer his question. Then he asked am i interested in sales and marketing? I was like i have to start from somewhere. And everywhere u go it's about sales. So yah i dun't mind sales and marketing.

Next he was like your expected salary is 1.4K you think u can survive like that? I was like i can't be picky. The economy is bad and i'm a fresh grad so i can't put my expectations too high. Then he was like well we pay MUCH more than that. 

So he said he will call me back to set an interview date after going thru all the other 100plus applicants. Doubt he would. Crossing my fingers though.

I'm just glad the day is over and everything with my dear fren has been sorted out. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105531620706039053?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105531620706039053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105531620706039053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105531620706039053' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105513744085385706</id><published>2003-06-09T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-09T13:45:53.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah well i'm graduating!!! no more skool. Feels like a huge chapter my life is closing; going to skool. I've been so used to sayin i'm a student... now i can finally consider myself an adult. Well, not a working adult just yet. I dunno but the tot of being thrown into the working world just seems so strange. How if i can't perform? Will i get fired? There's no chance for failing here. I'm just into a whole strew of emotions these past few days... doesnt help that i'm havin my mensus. 

-marie-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105513744085385706?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105513744085385706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105513744085385706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105513744085385706' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105491209102068030</id><published>2003-06-06T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-06T23:09:39.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was just reading an article on PMS. Did you guys know that there are 150 symptoms associated with PMS?!?!....hmm i didn't!.which also includes sinus problems, asthma, epilepsy, mental confusion, acne, alcohol abuse, craving for sweet things, binge eating, backache and the list goes on and on.....jeez.....now thatz alot to take in...so every month there's a point where i'll go insane....and make everyone's life a living hell...well tough!...if i gotta suffer then so does every1 around me...hehehe juz kidding...but hell...we all know it hurts...
&lt;p&gt;PMDD - Premenstrual Dysphoric Disorder is more serious then PMS...PMDD occurs the week before the onset of menstruation and disappears a few days after. However, PMDD symptoms go far beyond what are considered manageable and beyond normal premenstrual symptoms. PMDD is characterized by severe monthly mood swings and physical symptoms that interfere with everyday life, especially a woman's relationships with her family and friends.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;hmmm come to think of it....its kinda hard to differentiate PMDD and PMS...i mean i know i'm a bitch during that time of month but could it actually be that serious???&lt;/p&gt; 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.asianavenue.com/604japgurl/heart4.gif"width="20" height="20" align="left"&gt; -Sher-&lt;p/&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105491209102068030?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105491209102068030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105491209102068030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105491209102068030' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105486637816395029</id><published>2003-06-06T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-06T23:08:58.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey girl dun worry we're all in the same boat... a lot of ppl our age are. Anyway i checked my results today and i passed!!!!! yay!!! the subject i tot i would have to repeat i had a C!! The wonders of God... i prayed like mad and miracles do happen!!! I'm so glad i passed cos now i can finally move to the next chapter in my life... getting a career... No more school!! I'll finally be able to support my mum in all her financial difficultis, help my lil sis develop to her fullest potential... we'll i'll just have to pray hard to get a stable job!!
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width="21" height="21" align="left"&gt; -marie-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105486637816395029?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105486637816395029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105486637816395029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105486637816395029' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105482722038171943</id><published>2003-06-05T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-06T23:09:22.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*yawn*...life...skools gonna be over in 2 weeks...but juz for a week then i'll be taking summer so i can finish up by december and start the new year wif a new life and a new job...hehehe its like i've planned everything but everytime i've planned sumthin...it never works..I had to do an essay on '&lt;em&gt;Where Will I Be 10 Years From Today'&lt;/em&gt;..I actually thought it was gonna be an easy essay...then i went blank...and started thinking....hmmm well i actually don't know....ok well maybe get married or have kids....but then again maybe i'll be consumed with my career...will i be going to graduate school? No idea....*blank*....
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.asianavenue.com/604japgurl/heart4.gif"width="20" height="20" align="left"&gt; -Sher-&lt;p/&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105482722038171943?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105482722038171943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105482722038171943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105482722038171943' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105444590117025759</id><published>2003-06-01T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-05T23:35:07.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went filmin yesterday!!! So fun... but the camera man was a bitch...tryin to act like a big shot and order ppl around..what the fuck... the producer was nice though... i've learnt that to be an actress people are constantly managing you and telling you what to do and say... it's like you can't cut your hair... u have to dress up they way THEY want you to dress... you goota have a pimple free face which is terribly impossible... you gotta be prepared to be bossed around by the director and producer who sometimes want you to change your lines and style of acting...ah well its a hard knock life but its extremely fun and the money's not bad... lookin forward to the next shootin
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width="21" height="21" align="left"&gt; -marie-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105444590117025759?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105444590117025759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105444590117025759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105444590117025759' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105427553209273627</id><published>2003-05-30T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-30T14:19:36.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eh marie.....sorry to hear bout the argument..i hope u'll feel better...it hurts sumtimes when you love this person so much....but  they juz don't get it...they say they'll be there for you but u just feel its not enough...i'm goin tru the same thing...i love my guy wif all my heart....at times i just feel lost, like i don't get the support i want....it hurts to feel that way. I ended up crying too yesterday.. he was tired from basketball and i juz needed sum1 to complain bout my cellphone bill...funny eh?...and he was telling me stuff but i felt like he didn't mean it...For me, its so difficult coz my closest friends(that's you gals ofcourse!!!) are half way around the world...so even if i wanna bitch bout my bf to you girls, i can't. AHHH LIFE...well marie, i love you....i guess thaz why god made sure i have friends like you guys, so you guys will give me the support i need...
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.asianavenue.com/604japgurl/heart4.gif"width="21" height="21" align="left"&gt; -Sher-&lt;p/&gt;

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105427553209273627?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105427553209273627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105427553209273627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105427553209273627' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105427335602117048</id><published>2003-05-30T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-30T14:19:57.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday i had an argument with my guy after the longest time ever of not arguing. Sometimes i just feel that we dun understand each other on certain aspects and we pretend we do... by pretendin we tend to judge each other. I reali love him but i just hate it when i'm so into something and he doesn't want to support me. He says he wants to but his actions prove otherwise... in the end i reached home crying... dried up my tears and opened the door. I was so hurt and i noe today he's gonna blame me for walking away from him... wat else cld i do? i tried tokin and it din help... it's just one of those days lah i guess...
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.asianavenue.com/shoppaholLic/jgh.gif "
width="21" height="21" align="left"&gt; -marie-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105427335602117048?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105427335602117048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105427335602117048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105427335602117048' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105413465646011680</id><published>2003-05-28T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-28T23:11:57.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went to watch Bruce ALMIGHTY yesterday....i actually didn't want to watch it but i have to say the movie was pretty good, it was meaningful. Hey marie, maybe there's juz another job sumwhere juz waiting for u k?? Hang on girl! *mwah*.
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.asianavenue.com/604japgurl/heart4.gif"width="21" height="21" align="left"&gt; -Sher-&lt;p/&gt;

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105413465646011680?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105413465646011680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105413465646011680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105413465646011680' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105410142944792781</id><published>2003-05-28T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-28T23:06:43.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i went for the interview yesterday... turns out the place reali is damn prestigious....damn big, got golf couse, swimming pool.. the works... but the place itself is so ulu... took me one and a half hours to get there... so when i got there i waited for my turn to be interviewed... and when the lady called me in i said i wasnt interested anymore and that the place was just way off... then she was like stunned and she asked me where i stayed and wether i was sure... then i said yar.. i'll spend too much time and money gettin here... then i left... at least i tried din i?? that's the oni consolation i can give myself... dun wori elly i'm still tryin to make my first million ($) just not so soon... haha
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.asianavenue.com/shoppaholLic/jgh.gif "
width="21" height="21" align="left"&gt; -marie-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105410142944792781?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105410142944792781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105410142944792781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105410142944792781' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105401303046120319</id><published>2003-05-27T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-28T23:06:58.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday this lady from a ahem.. "prestigious"  membership club called me and asked me to go for an interview as an events organiser... yah i like the events industry and all but the office at freaking DOVER can... damn far... so i'm stuck now... my mum doesnt want me to take up the job.. if i get it cos she says it'll make me tired and travel expenditure will be alot...then i told her i went to skool for 3 years in clementi... so now i dunno... think i'll just go for the interview and see how it goes. After all it's only an interview...

&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.asianavenue.com/shoppaholLic/jgh.gif "
width="21" height="21" align="left"&gt; -marie-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105401303046120319?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105401303046120319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105401303046120319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105401303046120319' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105387691778895679</id><published>2003-05-25T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-25T23:41:24.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align = left&gt;.....hmmm i have to say that i'm so blessed to have a wonderful bf. Yesterday was our 1 year anniversary...and it was enchanted. He picked me up at 5pm and he was looking really good. We headed down to the mall to kill some time but i decided to seat down most of the time coz my feet were juz killing me. After that dinner time!!! We had dinner at Penang Restaurant......where mee goreng and prawn mee cost 10 bucks each! hehehe but it was excellent...it was candle lite and the ambience was just plain romantic. As i thought the nite was over, he said we have one more stop to make....and i thought ok we're gonna get desert...he drove around D.C....i've been here for 4 years but never realised that D.C. was actually beautiful...went pass the white house, the capitol building and the monument.  I juz smiled thinking the nite was over, it was juz amazing havin' dinner at a nice place and juz driving around....after that he juz parked...and i looked at him and gave the I CAN'T WALK ANYMORE LOOK!! But he said  it was a short walk.....it wasn't short k!!!! heheh but it was worth it...then came the light!!! BROADWAY'S BEAUTY AND THE BEAST....i just wanted to cry there and then.....i've been wanting to see it but the tix are juz too expensive. i've always wanted to see a broadway musical....i've never seen one and those rich people i babysitt for they're always saying its beautiful and i should go...yeah if they pay me more maybe i'll afford a ticket to new york.....it may not be new york but d.c. is just as wonderful and i juz love my bf for being so attentive...i always tell him that he never listens but he has proven me wrong.....i love my boy wif all my heart..mwahhh&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.asianavenue.com/604japgurl/heart4.gif"width="21" height="21" align="left"&gt; -Sher-&lt;p/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105387691778895679?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105387691778895679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105387691778895679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105387691778895679' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105369873557972528</id><published>2003-05-23T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-23T23:19:45.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align = left&gt;Aww sher... u make me wanna cry... it's good that you followed your heart. I guess objections are around us all the time. My parents for one had objections with Shaun when we first started dating...they were like studies first... but we managed to pull through and this year we'll be together for FOUR YEARS!!!! hard to believe that... judging that i expected this relationship to last like 6 months... haha... anyway it may sound cliche but...AHEM...LOVE CONQUERS ALL!!! so it doesnt matter what anyone freaking thinks... it's your freaking heart it's your freaking life and happines!!! So i say... LIVE  LIFE FOR YOURSELF!!!!!!! &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.asianavenue.com/shoppaholLic/jgh.gif "
width="21" height="21" align="left"&gt; -marie-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105369873557972528?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105369873557972528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105369873557972528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105369873557972528' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105369845810382539</id><published>2003-05-23T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-23T23:19:59.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align = left&gt;hey people... i'm super dooper depressed today... went to search for a job without success.. went to like so many job agencies they weren't much help. Best part the lady can tell me that fresh grads are not in demand cos ppl dun want to train them... sigh... hope the economy recovers asap. Anyway.... take care ppl... &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.asianavenue.com/shoppaholLic/jgh.gif "
width="21" height="21" align="left"&gt; -marie-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105369845810382539?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105369845810382539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105369845810382539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105369845810382539' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105369070950955082</id><published>2003-05-23T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-23T23:19:34.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align = left&gt;i was juz reading elly's blog.....people always asks me why do i put myself in situations where its juz gonna be difficult for me to deal with. For example my relationship. I'm inlove and i know he loves me back too....sounds perfect!!!....REALITY...its not that great when he has a kid, well atleast he ain't married! My family has already voiced their opinions bout him..."I DON'T WANT YOU TO MARRY HIM". I never planned for us to happen. It juz happened.True, i could avoid the situation but i juz didn't want to have this feeling of regret. Many times i asked myself..am i doing the right thing? what will people think? Then i ask why do i have the jeopardize my happiness for others....hmmm then i recalled thaz the way life is and ofcourse i'm the elder child. Doesn't help when most of my cousins got pregnant a little young..on the bright side all my cousins are living happy. So, decided to f*ck all that thots and follow my heart. This Saturday  is gonna be our 1 year anniversary....but still everything's so fresh in mind..our first kiss to the first time he held my hand. He's a wonderful person, he's not perfect like every1 else and i adore him. I know its gonna be a long fighting battle for me....but i know he's never gonna let me fight that battle alone......&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"When you love, there's no such thing as loving a little, but loving all the way. Love may not ask you to give up your life, but it will require lots of sacrifices."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.asianavenue.com/604japgurl/heart4.gif"width="21" height="21" align="left"&gt; -Sher-&lt;p/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105369070950955082?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105369070950955082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105369070950955082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105369070950955082' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105361483586758956</id><published>2003-05-22T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-23T23:20:19.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align = left&gt;..good morning every1 and good nite to most of you....ruben won the american idol....and he sang flying without wings..ok here goes, was westlife the original peeps who sang that song or was it a gospel song before it became famous? Was it CeEdEe or Ratna with the crush on the Long John Silver guy??? &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.asianavenue.com/604japgurl/heart4.gif"width="21" height="21" align="left"&gt; -Sher-&lt;p/&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105361483586758956?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105361483586758956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105361483586758956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105361483586758956' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105358425033218885</id><published>2003-05-22T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-23T23:21:09.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align = left&gt;hey CeEdEe!!! Hey Elly!!! Great hearing from u people. Nick Carter oh my gawd you were like so TOTALLY (*sound bimbotic here*) into the guy girl!!! Sigh and i wonder who was the one with the crush on the LSJ guy haahah.. fun times.. getting all nostalgic. Hey sher remember that time when the MTV person called Sofiah and she refused to entertain him. Hahah... anyay great job with the colours girl. Just one question how come i sign off as you??? 
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.asianavenue.com/shoppaholLic/jgh.gif "
width="21" height="21" align="left"&gt; -marie-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105358425033218885?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105358425033218885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105358425033218885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105358425033218885' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105353655849332184</id><published>2003-05-22T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-23T22:56:17.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yeah ryan...."the crush"..hehehe...we all had our fair share of "crushes" and as for me it was ofcourse nick carter whom i used to profess my undyling love to! There was also that tower records bald headed guy..hehehe and i know sum one had sumthin' for a Long John Silver guy and a BK guy..hehehe THOSE WERE THE DAYS!!!...i guess it was all part of growing up...i have to say true its embarrasing but at the same time it gives me a good laugh when i think about it....how bout you guys? any regrets on crushes? hahah

&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.asianavenue.com/604japgurl/heart4.gif"width="21" height="21" align="left"&gt; -Sher-&lt;p/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105353655849332184?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105353655849332184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105353655849332184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105353655849332184' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105350416635843904</id><published>2003-05-21T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-23T22:49:22.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i met ryan...yes my biggest crush... luckily it was only a crush. GAWD!!! wat did i see in that guy??

&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.asianavenue.com/shoppaholLic/jgh.gif "
width="21" height="21" align="left"&gt; -marie-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105350416635843904?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105350416635843904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105350416635843904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105350416635843904' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409932.post-105350088676502678</id><published>2003-05-21T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-23T22:49:33.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey join in the fun!

&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.asianavenue.com/shoppaholLic/jgh.gif "
width="21" height="21" align="left"&gt; -marie-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5409932-105350088676502678?l=juzbeingals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105350088676502678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5409932/posts/default/105350088676502678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juzbeingals.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105350088676502678' title=''/><author><name>juzbeingals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16009573563233707642</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></entry></feed>
