<?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-5553392</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:26:08.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i give up!!!!!!</title><subtitle type='html'>suck it up!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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>117</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5553392.post-110433313034824313</id><published>2004-12-29T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T23:12:10.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its gna be a new yr.and i am gna be a j1 guy. hmm. do i deserve the title?do i want the title?wait. its like a pagent tilte. ya. haha. do i still want it or not? apparently i need to buff up more, fast. sad. hmm.i feel like i have just lost a loved one. ya. its as tho a lover just wanted out and there was nothing i could do. ouch. ya. tts how i feel. my stomach feels weird and my hearts longing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/110433313034824313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/110433313034824313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110433313034824313' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-110342830130861767</id><published>2004-12-19T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T11:51:41.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND, WHAT GOES UP MUST COME DOWNSo life just is like. uh. boring i guess. yah. its like i am a driftwood being pushed by the waves of life. whoa. okie. where did that come from. anyway these past weeks haf been really testing for me. faced many dilemnas. met the devil incarnate. resisted the temptations. resisted the urges.so my modelin career is like still not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/110342830130861767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/110342830130861767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110342830130861767' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-110248170644608036</id><published>2004-12-08T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T12:55:06.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello people of the world!did you know that in a fashion show, the lady models walk faster than the guy models? in the same show, on the same runway and to the same music. apparently, the ladies are suppossed to be in an excited state of mind while the guys are suppossed to be drugged. now u noe. i didnt. hahah. cool right?holidays have been okie i guess. don have the freedom to tann all i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/110248170644608036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/110248170644608036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110248170644608036' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-110139359153458139</id><published>2004-11-25T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T22:39:51.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>******* The Analysis Starts Here *******For a graphologist, the spacing on the page reflects the writer's attitude toward their own world and relationship to things in his or her own space.  If the inputted data was correct Khairi has no white space or margins on a typical sheet of paper.  Khairi fills up every last inch on the top, right, left, and bottom.  Hmmm.   If this is true, then Khairi </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/110139359153458139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/110139359153458139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110139359153458139' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-109862468720739767</id><published>2004-10-24T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T21:31:27.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>heyheyhey!!i dont know how to feel. my life is like a big irony. i sould feel sadbut i don. i should feel blessed but i don think i m.my mom lost her job yesterday. she didnt show how she felt but i knew she felt really insecure. cos her only goal in life now is to bring me up comfortably and give me the best education there is. sad isnt it? once you become a single parent, thats your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/109862468720739767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/109862468720739767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109862468720739767' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-109859424014932986</id><published>2004-10-24T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T13:04:00.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am 57% evil.&lt;!-- Image here! --&gt;I'm getting there. I haven't done all the damage I could do but I've done quite a bit. I'm just over the border into the Evil Zone.Are you evil? find out at Hilowitz.comhuh? me? evil? since when? i am soooo nice!! arnt i? ;)love u </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/109859424014932986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/109859424014932986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109859424014932986' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-109798065833511714</id><published>2004-10-17T10:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T10:37:38.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>At The Beginning by Richard Marx We were strangers starting out on a journeyNever dreaming what we'd have to go throughNow here we are and I'm suddenly standingAt the beginning with youNo one told me I was going to find youUnexpected what you did to my heartWhen I lost hope you were there to remind meThis is the start(Chorus)And Life is a road and I wanna keep goingLove is a river</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/109798065833511714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/109798065833511714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109798065833511714' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-109798065456375204</id><published>2004-10-17T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T10:37:34.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>At The Beginning by Richard Marx We were strangers starting out on a journeyNever dreaming what we'd have to go throughNow here we are and I'm suddenly standingAt the beginning with youNo one told me I was going to find youUnexpected what you did to my heartWhen I lost hope you were there to remind meThis is the start(Chorus)And Life is a road and I wanna keep goingLove is a river</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/109798065456375204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/109798065456375204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109798065456375204' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-109758445276258353</id><published>2004-10-12T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T20:34:12.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today you should stumble upon a solution to a pressing problem, KHAIRI. You could have a breakthrough in an area of your life that has been causing some stress. If your personal life has been dragging you down, things should lighten up. If work has been a bear, it should growl a little less right now! You'll be able to tame the savage beast and to organize things into a more workable plan.sigh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/109758445276258353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/109758445276258353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109758445276258353' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-109738192834066059</id><published>2004-10-10T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T12:18:48.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>time for a radicle changei know that my mom and her bf has been having trouble. but i didnt really know what was the cause of it.then i found out.i guess it really changes my perspective on life. i mean the one person that i truly love and my only 'real' connection in life may not be who i think she is. suddenly i don't know who she is. suddenly i dont know who i am.suhairi's birthday was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/109738192834066059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/109738192834066059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109738192834066059' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-109668257695840759</id><published>2004-10-02T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T10:02:56.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dreams by Diana Degarmo Dreams, are just dreamsWhen their stuck inside your head andAll it takes is a little help From you!You know its true thatDreams are for realWhen you see what I see and You feel it tooIt took the longest roadJust to make it harderLest’s do it all again It only makes us stronger!Dreams, I guess we’re just made of Dreams, nothing else matters As long as we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/109668257695840759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/109668257695840759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109668257695840759' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-109617528544830521</id><published>2004-09-26T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T13:08:05.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>prelims 2004sigh. i thought it was okie.i wont get all a1s. i am sure about that.i know that i wont do as badly as midyear.oh well...i am sick. really. high blood pressure. i am so surprised.so, screwed up this last week of exams. sigh. still recovering though. so i cant go out.sigh.**Put your head on my shoulderHold me in your arms, babySqueeze me oh so tightShow me that you love </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/109617528544830521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/109617528544830521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109617528544830521' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-109425782553346537</id><published>2004-09-04T08:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T08:30:25.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>heyheyhey!hahaokiethis sucks! i have a blog but i dun update... stupid su... keep buggin me... anyway...yuppp... muggin my arse off... i really look pale and my eyebags are suuuuuper thick... yeah shit. haha... gtg for malay language farewell... wanna go tann myself... haha...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/109425782553346537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/109425782553346537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109425782553346537' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-109231086786684774</id><published>2004-08-12T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T19:41:07.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am back!haha... okie...not much has happened. i am still as hyper sensitive and charming... haha... okie i am not. i now have wrinkles, pimples and an ole fart... yupp! i am 16. for those of you who forgot my bdae... its okie. i forgive u. haha... i cant spend much time here, cos i haf to mug.. yupp. anywae. hhaahahha... all the best to those gorgeous gifted souls who are takin their </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/109231086786684774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/109231086786684774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109231086786684774' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-108899796863298866</id><published>2004-07-05T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T11:26:08.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>should i persue?i am at a crossroads... should i tell the truth? or should i just hide? i am definitely suffering inside. but i vowed not to. okie. i wont. but it still hurts! haha... okie... just crapping rite now. i am so proud of myself. i had just survived lltc! haha...i am very happy for the things i hae accomplised and experienced.. its just that i am tooo lazy to blog it.. haha.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/108899796863298866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/108899796863298866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108899796863298866' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-108705264643705726</id><published>2004-06-12T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T23:04:06.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sigh sigh sighyesterday we had that gathering. hahahahahha... it was a success to me. yupp... the day started at 845... my mum woke me up before she went to work. she used my big comb to smack my butt... and guess what&gt;? it broke! haha.... i laughed my arse off and my mom went hysterical... haha... anyway, then i did hw. studied. stuff.then i went for prayers. on the way to the mosque, our </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/108705264643705726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/108705264643705726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108705264643705726' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-108676704167072006</id><published>2004-06-09T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T15:44:01.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lah dee dah...as i am typing this entry on my aunt's laptop (which is a mac and it is soooo damn freakin cooool!!) i am listentin to the song that won the best song last year in the grammy's- where is the love. one word, that's all we've got. love... yeah...cant help but notice that this is all that i am seeing nowadays... love... sigh...anyways, i am sure you all have heard about the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/108676704167072006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/108676704167072006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108676704167072006' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-108599482534806593</id><published>2004-05-31T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T17:13:45.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey guys!! sorry for this long deserved update... haha... just fininshed o levels malay... damn easy actually.... haha... okie i need love... feelin lonely... so... yah... i love zul. haikel. geraldson. yeap... the loves of my life at the moment... yeah!!  i love you!! hehe... okie... haha... gtg...wait... uh... we need to set the date for rgsji peer support board reunion meeting... yupp... so</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/108599482534806593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/108599482534806593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108599482534806593' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-108331656157695046</id><published>2004-04-30T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T17:19:08.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mY bUtTs lIkE WhOa!haha... let me warn you first. i am sick. haha. i know i am 'sick' but i am sick as in i am feeling unwell. yes. haha... anyway, as i was saying, today was so funny! haha. i was totally like having a great day! hehe... i was even enjoying chemistry! haha... kwangster must be sooo surprised with my sudden change in attitude. haha...well... i haf to say its due to several </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/108331656157695046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/108331656157695046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108331656157695046' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-108289930313978575</id><published>2004-04-25T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T21:24:45.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh my freakin god!!ya allah. you have blessed me and my teamates. you have proven to us that with hard work, determination, courtesy, and faith, we can achieve anythin. to this i will always be thankful.i will continue oh allah, to do my action for the love of you.aminoh my freakin god! we won!! arrrgh! dismas won best speaker and overall best speaker!haha...i cried. tears really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/108289930313978575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/108289930313978575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108289930313978575' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-108264214209246283</id><published>2004-04-22T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T21:58:41.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>khairi, the best Zodiac Match for your personality is Libra Libra, the Scales (September 24 to October 23): This idealistic yet easygoing partner is just your type. Initially, a Libra partner may catch your attention with their elegant charm and attentiveness during courtship. But as you get to know them better, you're likely to be even more drawn to your Libra's appreciation for beauty and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/108264214209246283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/108264214209246283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108264214209246283' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-108231185267171816</id><published>2004-04-19T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T02:13:47.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Strange coincidencesYour future is assured at the start of this week, with a Solar Eclipse in the sign of Aries. Some interesting events may occur that propel you into a different destiny. Solar Eclipses can produce happenings that could take you very much by surprise. Expect a number of scenarios that might involve travel, legal affairs, higher education, or exploring the gift of consciousness</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/108231185267171816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/108231185267171816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108231185267171816' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-108227175298802969</id><published>2004-04-18T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T15:05:27.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its overour love.one month or so strong.has come to an end.adorationlovepassionhas ended.gonna miss u.still love you tho'thanks for everythin.pain.n.sorrow</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/108227175298802969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/108227175298802969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108227175298802969' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-108193126340511477</id><published>2004-04-14T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T16:30:34.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!hmmm... sore throat. can die. i think i did. hehe. well today was simply awful.i woke up at three thirty to complete my malay homework. finally completed it at 515.. hmmm... then showered and stuff. left the house at 555. okie. thing is, i wore my new pants that are huge! haha... i was pulling a 'sesha' </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/108193126340511477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/108193126340511477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108193126340511477' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-108167725287327297</id><published>2004-04-11T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T17:57:00.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is a good day to create some private time for yourself, KHAIRI. You could be feeling a little drained or depressed, and you won't much feel like performing for others. You might feel a bit discouraged about things in your financial life right now. Or you could be feeling out of sorts in your relationships with loved ones. You can get to the bottom of these emotions if you give yourself time </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/108167725287327297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/108167725287327297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108167725287327297' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-108152467562749313</id><published>2004-04-09T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T23:34:01.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You have an affectionate nature, KHAIRI, and sometimes you look the other way when something is bothering you in a personal relationship. Sometimes, though, it pays to be honest with your special someone. Soul mates are put in our lives to teach us how to be our full selves. Even when we are upset or concerned about something, our soul mate needs to know. So don't be shy today about expressing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/108152467562749313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/108152467562749313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108152467562749313' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-108091462451442900</id><published>2004-04-02T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T22:06:23.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>whoawhoawhoaits really been a long time. ya... i miss bloggin. yeah right. okie. now. lets see... i am more tired now, even after the one week break. sigh... have not been able to complete my work. ya. now i am known as the slacker. shit. i am so not that! i am a hard working angelic bimbo! hahawell sice convention, i have been concentrating in debate. yah. well. everybody thinks that i am </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/108091462451442900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/108091462451442900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108091462451442900' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107969054088039843</id><published>2004-03-19T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T18:04:45.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>     A day spent playing with someone you love is much more fun and ultimately more fulfilling than a day spent working alone. You've been working exceptionally hard lately, KHAIRI. Why not take some time off to be with the one you love? Think of all the movies you've missed, all the books you haven't read, because you've been so busy sitting behind a desk. Order some good take-out food tonight </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107969054088039843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107969054088039843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107969054088039843' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107966595431367583</id><published>2004-03-19T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T11:14:58.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hOlIdaYsconventin rocked. i love my psfs... i love you...conventin rawked.station games rawked.i dunno what to sae. i am over whelmedi am emotional now.typing.and cring.cried myself to sleep.crayzee me.but thats the end.of being a psf.i am gonna miss u.i love you.didnt i sae tt?hahawell i really do.yeahfound a few great friends in rg.yahso sweet of them.can i ask u a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107966595431367583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107966595431367583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107966595431367583' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107914937943632123</id><published>2004-03-13T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T11:45:17.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You have a clear speaking voice and may be a decent singer as well, KHAIRI. Today you might want to express these talents more fully. You could be complimented on your voice and told that you would make a good performer. Whether or not you give this serious consideration, you might want to play around with the idea. It wouldn't hurt to think about auditioning for a community theater production or</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107914937943632123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107914937943632123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107914937943632123' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107892432300835170</id><published>2004-03-10T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T21:14:19.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>     Cattell's 16 Factor Test Results   Warmth |||||||||||||||||||||||||||| 90%   Intellect |||||||||||||||||||||||| 74%   Emotional Stability |||||||||||||||||||||||| 78%   Aggressiveness |||||||||||||||||||||||||||| 86%   Liveliness |||||||||||||||||||||||| 78%   Dutifulness |||||||||||||||||||||||| 78%   Social Assertiveness |||||||||||||||||||||||||||| 90%   Artistic Interests |||||||||||||||</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107892432300835170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107892432300835170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107892432300835170' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107848875094803850</id><published>2004-03-05T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T20:14:41.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You're chocolate.  You're the old soul type, peoplefeel that they have known you their entirelife.  Many often open up to you for they viewyou as thoughtful and trustworthy.  Althoughpeople trust you, you have a hard time trustingthem.  You prefer to keep your feelings bottledup inside, or display them very quietly.  It isalright to open up every once in a while. Which kind of candy are you? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107848875094803850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107848875094803850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107848875094803850' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107840157677714879</id><published>2004-03-04T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T20:01:46.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>reflectionyes i know that i am emotional. but what ivan told me today totally surprised me. ' beware of your tongue... thats the cause of ur losing of friends.' one word. wow. am i really that bitch?syazwan told me that i am weak today. well the situation was, we lost 9-0 today. and everybody was elated, joyous, and smiling. i couldnt. i sat alone and just rot on the transport back to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107840157677714879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107840157677714879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107840157677714879' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107820332193343185</id><published>2004-03-02T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T12:57:28.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am blogging during english... feel soooo guilty. not! haha okie... just added some testis... so like yah... bored!not as lonely today... just bored...  got a match! with commonwealth... haish! probably will not play again... not good enuff... what the hell lah! haha... anyways... haha...gtg bell just rung...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107820332193343185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107820332193343185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107820332193343185' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107813192937690099</id><published>2004-03-01T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T17:07:36.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>heyheyhey!i love u people... but i have one complaint! please talk to me! i am so bored! u know that i have nothing to do, so like talk to me ok? i almost cried today... everyone after school went away when i went to talk to them. like u guys dun wanna tok to me... sooo sad! so like ya... machael house sucks now!! we haf no strength! we basically suck... sorry eddy and sharman, but it is the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107813192937690099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107813192937690099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107813192937690099' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107813129261286293</id><published>2004-03-01T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T16:56:59.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  Your FinancesThere seems to be quite an emphasis on your finances this week, KHAIRI, especially your shared arrangements. Mercury conjuncts the Sun, so if you need to talk, or need to do some research on any issue associated with money, funding, loans or taxes, this would be the time to go for it. Investing, of course, is the other subject that could be of real interest to you at this time. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107813129261286293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107813129261286293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107813129261286293' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107795954284463888</id><published>2004-02-28T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T17:14:27.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>    Creativity, focus, physical strength and energy will all be yours today, KHAIRI. Days like this don't come along often so take advantage of the opportunity to accomplish all those jobs you've been putting off. At the end of the day you'll probably still have energy left over, so reward yourself for having such a productive day by spending some quality time with your partner. All of today's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107795954284463888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107795954284463888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107795954284463888' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107778819570675973</id><published>2004-02-26T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-26T17:38:38.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cutting Those Binding TiesThere continues to be a lot of activity associated with your joint financial affairs and deep one to one bonds. Continue to be open to the new, and to experimenting with other ways of working with yours and other people's money. Your deep relationships with others are also going to begin moving along a completely different track. Now you are looking for something that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107778819570675973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107778819570675973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107778819570675973' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107769468132394988</id><published>2004-02-25T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T15:40:02.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okie okie! yes ivan! i will write something substantial here! fine! so stop whining... haha just kidding ok?my life so far....23 february 2004i had a match against westwood sec. quite psyched up lah... was told tt i had a chance of playing... so i slept early on sunday night. so i skipped miss ong's afternoon maths lesson and went to delta to play...yeah right.... had a chance to play... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107769468132394988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107769468132394988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107769468132394988' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107743702525498455</id><published>2004-02-22T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T16:05:44.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>khairi, you're a Skydiver! Your personality is actually determined by two personality sub-types - your primary, or dominant sub-type, and your secondary sub-type. You are a Skydiver which means you are a Seeker / Golden Your primary sub-type is defined by "Seeker" characteristics and your secondary sub-type is defined by "Golden" characteristics. That means you're open minded, extroverted, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107743702525498455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107743702525498455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107743702525498455' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107743633422326956</id><published>2004-02-22T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T15:54:47.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>discover what candy you are @ quiz me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107743633422326956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107743633422326956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107743633422326956' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107743601701987951</id><published>2004-02-22T15:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T15:48:55.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>    YELLOWYou are very perceptive and smart. You are clear and to the point and have a great sense of humor. You are always learning and searching for understanding.Find out your color at Quiz Me!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107743601701987951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107743601701987951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107743601701987951' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107743486706337456</id><published>2004-02-22T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T15:29:45.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You might forge a closer bond with your romantic partner, KHAIRI. You could feel a sense of greater connection with your sweetheart. If the two of you have had your share of ups and downs, this rockiness should end now. You'll feel more secure and stable in your relationship. If you are single right now, you could become closer to someone special. Perhaps you are getting involved with a new soul </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107743486706337456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107743486706337456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107743486706337456' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107735479797101280</id><published>2004-02-21T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T17:15:15.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> You could decide to let go of an old goal, KHAIRI. The energy of the day will give you some clarity about what you really want in your life. If you have been pushing to make something happen, make sure that your efforts are worthwhile. Perhaps the accomplishment that you seek is a little too daunting. Be honest with yourself, and don't be afraid to set some smaller goals that will be easier to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107735479797101280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107735479797101280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107735479797101280' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107726723311849466</id><published>2004-02-20T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T16:55:49.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You could be feeling fired up today, KHAIRI, full of passion for a particular project you are involved with. Or you might be enthusiastic about a relationship you have recently started. A sense of optimism and daring will accompany you today, and you can put this energy to good use if you try. All that passion can help you express yourself in bold, powerful ways, so don't hesitate to take center </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107726723311849466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107726723311849466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107726723311849466' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107702335792524508</id><published>2004-02-17T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T21:11:11.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You might be in the mood to lecture or criticize other people today, KHAIRI. There is a part of you that has grown impatient with the immaturity or incompetence you are seeing around you. It can be hard to express constructive criticism when all you really want to do is chew someone out! But try to get hold of your temper today and find kinder, gentler ways of expressing your thoughts.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107702335792524508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107702335792524508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107702335792524508' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107692356119934655</id><published>2004-02-16T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T17:27:53.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Learning New SkillsThis may be a week in which you can make your dreams and some of your most heartfelt desires come true, KHAIRI, if you go about it in the right way. There is a New Moon in Pisces, in the section of your chart associated with joint financial arrangements and deep one-to-one bonds. This gives you the go-ahead for a fresh start, or perhaps a whole new perspective on an old </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107692356119934655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107692356119934655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107692356119934655' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107667984938907090</id><published>2004-02-13T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T21:45:59.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>welll friends...i love you cos, i dun haf no one else to love. i am going to do what i have said before because i care. yes. i want to make the board a more cohesive, more caring, and loving, if not a closer board. cos it has to be one where we can rely each other for SUPPORT. this is the most important thing for a PEER SUPPORT BOARD.we want to promote the peer support system to other schools</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107667984938907090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107667984938907090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107667984938907090' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107659601945638005</id><published>2004-02-12T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T22:28:48.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okiei have things in my mind.i am not happy with the peer support boardto say such truths about our fellow facilitator is very bad! in front of our guests, rgs girls!not nice at all... even if it is the truth!i want to change this.i knoe you guys think that i'm bossman2.now let me live up to that name!i am going to be in charge of our welfare!i appoint myself to be it!i dun care.talk</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107659601945638005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107659601945638005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107659601945638005' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107650477300629103</id><published>2004-02-11T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T21:08:24.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--90 64.29 90 81.82--&gt;         Extroverted (E) 90% Introverted (I) 10% Imaginative (N) 64.29% Realistic (S) 35.71% Emotional (F) 90% Intellectual (T) 10% Easygoing (P) 81.82% Organized (J) 18.18%         Your type is: ENFP       &gt;  You are an Inspirer, possible professions include - conference planner, speech pathologist, HR development trainer, ombudsman, clergy, journalist, newscaster, career</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107650477300629103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107650477300629103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107650477300629103' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107650472536643368</id><published>2004-02-11T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T21:07:13.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--90 64.29 90 81.82--&gt;         Extroverted (E) 90% Introverted (I) 10% Imaginative (N) 64.29% Realistic (S) 35.71% Emotional (F) 90% Intellectual (T) 10% Easygoing (P) 81.82% Organized (J) 18.18%         Your type is: ENFP       &gt;  You are an Inspirer, possible professions include - conference planner, speech pathologist, HR development trainer, ombudsman, clergy, journalist, newscaster, career</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107650472536643368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107650472536643368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107650472536643368' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107650277145959181</id><published>2004-02-11T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T20:34:39.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today, KHAIRI, the position of the planets unveils the atmosphere for the next year. The next few months might turn out to be a real turning point in your life. You may have a change of heart about your career goals, or the way in which you deal with your personal life, or you may be thinking about some changes in the way you manage your finances. Keep an eye out for the signals the planets may </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107650277145959181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107650277145959181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107650277145959181' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107624525454001022</id><published>2004-02-08T20:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T21:02:39.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>have i made a difference in your life?i guess notguys/girls come and go, but friends remain...  definitely not true!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107624525454001022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107624525454001022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107624525454001022' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107624522378413331</id><published>2004-02-08T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T21:02:08.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>have i made a difference in your life?i guess notguys/girls come and go, but friends remain not true!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107624522378413331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107624522378413331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107624522378413331' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107624410794230173</id><published>2004-02-08T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T20:43:32.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>M akeA D ifferenceam i doing makin an impression in your life? for better or worse?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107624410794230173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107624410794230173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107624410794230173' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-10759692193690861</id><published>2004-02-05T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T16:22:00.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> You might need to sacrifice your need for applause, KHAIRI. You could have work that needs to get done, and you won't have time for lots of socializing. If you feel the need to get together with your friends, do so afterwards. Your enthusiastic nature and your big personality do require an outlet. But try to channel your energy and focus on projects that need to get done. Leave time for play </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/10759692193690861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/10759692193690861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#10759692193690861' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107590288527746034</id><published>2004-02-04T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T21:56:26.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is a good time to pay attention to your body, KHAIRI. Have you been eating nutritional food and exercising regularly? It can be challenging to do so. But right now you could be feeling a bit fatigued, and proper health care is more important than ever. Try to invest in your own well-being today. Get some vitamins or stimulating herbs to bring your body back into balance. Go for a walk and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107590288527746034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107590288527746034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107590288527746034' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107580574452127448</id><published>2004-02-03T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T18:57:24.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are one of the few out there whose wings aretruly ANGELIC. Selfless, powerful, anddivine, you are one blessed with a certaincosmic grace. You are unequalled inpeacefulness, love, and beauty. As a Being ofLight your wings are massive and a soft whiteor silver. Countless feathers grace them andradiate the light within you for all the worldto see. You are a defender, protector, andcaretaker. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107580574452127448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107580574452127448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107580574452127448' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107580475417878639</id><published>2004-02-03T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T18:40:53.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your emotions could go to extremes, KHAIRI. Try to keep calm and centered. Your passionate nature might be on full display. You could feel drawn into a verbal debate with someone. Or you might be tempted to vent some steam at a family member who has hurt your feelings. Think before you scream! Take some moments to breathe and to put these situations into perspective. It is important to keep peace</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107580475417878639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107580475417878639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107580475417878639' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107569500749377433</id><published>2004-02-02T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T12:11:46.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's planetary energies        There is no person you could try to emulate who would be any more powerful and attractive than you are today, KHAIRI. You radiate success, and seem unstoppable in all areas of your life. You handle any sticky situations with ease, and your love life is especially fiery. Now is the time to focus your formidable powers on what you truly want in life. You may find</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107569500749377433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107569500749377433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107569500749377433' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107568910605672565</id><published>2004-02-02T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T10:33:24.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Let Yourself GoThere is a Full Moon in your sign on Friday, KHAIRI, but you may feel yourself responding to it before this day arrives. Be prepared to feel a lot more emotional than usual and to have more of a tendency to react on the spur of the moment. It would be better if you could take a deep breath and give yourself time to really think things through before doing anything too rash. At </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107568910605672565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107568910605672565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107568910605672565' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107559953864933566</id><published>2004-02-01T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T09:40:35.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey!i will be makin this blog a place where you all will NOT see my emotions... hahahahlife sucks.but its great to me.i got no expectations of you.hahahahgoin back ole skoolyeahbbhope tt conv s in our school!yeah!sacrificing my ass!ouch!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107559953864933566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107559953864933566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107559953864933566' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107545543215494248</id><published>2004-01-30T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-30T17:38:47.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are the ruler of all you survey, KHAIRI. The problem is, sometimes those you are surveying do not particularly want you watching over them! You must be careful to temper your extraordinary leadership abilities. Even when people clearly need your keen direction and take-charge attitude, it is more important that they be the ones to ask you for help, rather than you offering it outright. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107545543215494248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107545543215494248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107545543215494248' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107537169742525326</id><published>2004-01-29T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T18:23:12.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today you could be in a generous, bighearted mood, KHAIRI. You have a lot of love to offer to others. You might sweep your romantic partner up in waves of affection. You could plan a special evening together. You can be quite the charmer, offering compliments and seductive conversation. Or you might share your affection in a different way. You could spend time cuddling with your kids and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107537169742525326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107537169742525326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107537169742525326' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107520136440408304</id><published>2004-01-27T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T19:04:17.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your Heart is Orange What Color is Your Heart?  brought to you by Quizillahmmm... wonder if it is true... i mean ya... i love many, but ya... okie fine it is true... i love many... the ultimate playa! haha cute! people have been telling me to shut up. hmmm... ya... thanks for that. ya. when you talk, i listen with all sincerity... when i speak, its all vulgarities... ya. smile khairi smile.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107520136440408304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107520136440408304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107520136440408304' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107495354081120064</id><published>2004-01-24T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-24T22:13:50.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sex bombi realise that people stare at me legs when i am wearin my pe shorts. haha cute... then there was this group of malay girls who wear the scarfs, said i look cute. den of course i chat with them... haha found out that they are nice people...my day or realisationlove...is  dead.gone.no more.-in hell!there is still love!i love you!i love my mother!i love my gran!i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107495354081120064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107495354081120064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107495354081120064' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107477678103902116</id><published>2004-01-22T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T21:07:49.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today you should try to have some solitude and rest, KHAIRI. Maybe you would enjoy taking a long afternoon nap, meditating and thinking about your life. Or perhaps you just need some private time away from the social storm. Tell your loved ones that you need to be quiet for a while. Set some boundaries for them so that you aren't disturbed. You'll feel refreshed and recharged if you make time for</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107477678103902116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107477678103902116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107477678103902116' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107466282350532092</id><published>2004-01-21T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T13:28:30.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shit lah!i love myself.i really doi dun care.cos i've got mei am the most emotionally attached person sharman has ever met.great!i am so proud!yay!i can still smilei can still dancei can still survivewithout any of youcos there has never been anyone for me.cool? yup!i think so too...still love you though.smile ok?cos i hate frowning peopleso uglyi hate </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107466282350532092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107466282350532092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107466282350532092' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107408448846621301</id><published>2004-01-14T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T20:49:28.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>                                                      lonelinessi give up. seriously. in trying to fit in. i am being myself. do not judge me. i will be by myself. if you are interested, i will still smile and say hi. just saying that. because, all my efforts to know you guys are a waste of time. i dunno if you guys realise it but it hurts to be ignored. yes. i am an attention seeker, but there</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107408448846621301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107408448846621301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107408448846621301' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107383087977373109</id><published>2004-01-11T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T22:22:36.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Orientation camp 1 2004 wow... what an experience... was basically tired after doing it fer one day. had to look out fer this sec 1 guy... he had probs... but then, he's okay nowlost my notebook, and the cd that bro mike trusted me to pass to the exco members... i am so scared tt bro will screw me... you know how much i'm terrified of bro...anyway, was so stressed that night, that i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107383087977373109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107383087977373109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107383087977373109' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107357123562992258</id><published>2004-01-08T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T22:15:09.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>is it true? does everybody hate me?zongbing told me something today.. is it true guys? does everybody hate me?zb told me that everybody hates me but only some of you dare to tell it to my face...if its true... well...i dunno... maybe i should change my ways... how? become less d bitch i am? or what?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107357123562992258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107357123562992258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107357123562992258' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107312409808142775</id><published>2004-01-03T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T18:02:47.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my resolutions...1. score a six pointer2. gain weight3. cry once a week4. smile always5. laugh 5 times a day...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107312409808142775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107312409808142775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107312409808142775' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107312394297031247</id><published>2004-01-03T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T18:00:11.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>for all who knows me, they know i have a tendency to wanna shit at the weirdest times!haha... just had to say that you know... seriously, HAPPY NEW YEAR! i love new stuff, new clothes, new year, new girlfriend... anyways, i spent my new year's eve with the people i think i will be really close this year. sean chua, frank, jason, enoch, alextine, and jeremy chan.jeremy chan hangs out with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107312394297031247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107312394297031247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107312394297031247' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107261726780394094</id><published>2003-12-28T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-28T21:15:30.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> See what Care Bear you are.wow i am still bubbly...should i change it?or du u ppl still like that bubbly shit.hahaokie...love y'all!*hugs and kissed*bb</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107261726780394094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107261726780394094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107261726780394094' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107253514940556068</id><published>2003-12-27T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-27T22:26:51.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Can i be strong?i need to be strong for myself, my mom and my friends.to do so, i need you to help me. be there for me ok?just by loving me and saying hi and smiling, den i will be strong.just wanna say that i have found really great friends in some of you.suhairi.jason tan.frank.haikel.nina.tania.sheer.pei yuan.just be there fer me, and u'll have me fer life.cool?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107253514940556068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107253514940556068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107253514940556068' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107228553823612644</id><published>2003-12-25T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-25T01:06:37.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>They wished me a merry christmas... Yeah right....and all your wishes to come true.go to hell.i dun wish anymore.really not me.but hey.i'm goneso u people who are not sincere to love me back,  BACK OFF!i will only love u.if u love me too...yaso.byezdun apologise.just embrace me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107228553823612644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107228553823612644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107228553823612644' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107209696521288894</id><published>2003-12-22T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T20:43:42.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Your Daily Horoscope for December 22, 2003 Dear KHAIRI,Oh, you Leo you! Admit it, you love it when people talk about you, when people notice you, when you get to show off! It's true that you certainly don't go unnoticed when you walk into a room. The people around you know that all they need to do to make you a bit more modest is to love you and to let you know it, to prove it to you. When </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107209696521288894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107209696521288894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107209696521288894' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107193562969286507</id><published>2003-12-20T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-20T23:54:44.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The lack of intelligence has got me into trouble again wow... i really am just a dumb piece of living existance... -that's what my mom said... well not exactly, but she didn't deny that. oh well... who cares? i am in 303, next year in 403... and i will prove to them just who is the DUMB one... hehe but in the mean time, its fun playing the dumb one... people take care of you... so sweet of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107193562969286507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107193562969286507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107193562969286507' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107193509366750987</id><published>2003-12-20T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-20T23:45:48.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The lack of intelligence has got me into trouble again wow... i really am just a dumb piece of living existance... -that's what my mom said... well not exactly, but she didn't deny that. oh well... who cares? i am in 303, next year in 403... and i will prove to them just who is the DUMB one... hehe but in the mean time, its fun playing the dumb one... people take care of you... so sweet of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107193509366750987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107193509366750987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107193509366750987' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107193468407630845</id><published>2003-12-20T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-20T23:38:59.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> The lack of intelligence has got me into trouble againwow... i really am just a dumb piece of living existance... -that's what my mom said... well not exactly, but she didn't deny that.oh well... who cares? i am in 303, next year in 403... and i will prove to them just who is the DUMB one... hehebut in the mean time, its fun playing the dumb one... people take care of you... so sweet of u </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107193468407630845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107193468407630845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107193468407630845' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107106996480190938</id><published>2003-12-10T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-10T23:26:50.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was talent spotted!i am being sent to an agent! this lady, Renee chew came up to me and said, boy, i like your look. and i was like, what look? she was like, i like your smile. and i was like , i was born with it. and then she was like, i lurve ur personality! so sweet! and of course, my face turned crimson red! hahawell i am going to email her now... see what she says...yes nina. you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107106996480190938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107106996480190938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107106996480190938' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107095834790066261</id><published>2003-12-09T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T16:26:31.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Weekly Hororscope.Matters Of The HeartYou may have a passionate surprise awaiting you when it comes to your love life, KHAIRI. Dating is the name of the game, and the more the merrier, as you go about the task of finding a suitable mate. But one person is going to have a particularly powerful effect on you, especially as the Sun aspects Pluto. Expect the kind of meeting that makes your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107095834790066261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107095834790066261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107095834790066261' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107095819642466682</id><published>2003-12-09T15:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T16:24:00.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's my faulti dunno how to say this but hey, i'm a disaster! (haik u may be the walkin clutz but i'm worse) i can officially say that i am the cause for more tears from my mom (and myself i guess). this is what happened...yesterday, my mom and i went to you know who's house, since it has been a while since i've been there. so in a jolly mood, we both went there, since we spent a whole day </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107095819642466682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107095819642466682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107095819642466682' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107095808126864544</id><published>2003-12-09T15:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T16:22:05.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's my faulti dunno how to say this but hey, i'm a disaster! (haik u may be the walkin clutz but i'm worse) i can officially say that i am the cause for more tears from my mom (and myself i guess). this is what happened...yesterday, my mom and i went to you know who's house, since it has been a while since i've been there. so in a jolly mood, we both went there, since we spent a whole day </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107095808126864544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107095808126864544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107095808126864544' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107095808047647159</id><published>2003-12-09T15:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T16:22:04.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's my faulti dunno how to say this but hey, i'm a disaster! (haik u may be the walkin clutz but i'm worse) i can officially say that i am the cause for more tears from my mom (and myself i guess). this is what happened...yesterday, my mom and i went to you know who's house, since it has been a while since i've been there. so in a jolly mood, we both went there, since we spent a whole day </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107095808047647159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107095808047647159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107095808047647159' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107095807877804249</id><published>2003-12-09T15:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T16:22:02.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's my faulti dunno how to say this but hey, i'm a disaster! (haik u may be the walkin clutz but i'm worse) i can officially say that i am the cause for more tears from my mom (and myself i guess). this is what happened...yesterday, my mom and i went to you know who's house, since it has been a while since i've been there. so in a jolly mood, we both went there, since we spent a whole day </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107095807877804249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107095807877804249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107095807877804249' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107095807761248283</id><published>2003-12-09T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T16:22:01.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's my faulti dunno how to say this but hey, i'm a disaster! (haik u may be the walkin clutz but i'm worse) i can officially say that i am the cause for more tears from my mom (and myself i guess). this is what happened...yesterday, my mom and i went to you know who's house, since it has been a while since i've been there. so in a jolly mood, we both went there, since we spent a whole day </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107095807761248283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107095807761248283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107095807761248283' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107095807673016933</id><published>2003-12-09T15:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T16:22:00.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's my faulti dunno how to say this but hey, i'm a disaster! (haik u may be the walkin clutz but i'm worse) i can officially say that i am the cause for more tears from my mom (and myself i guess). this is what happened...yesterday, my mom and i went to you know who's house, since it has been a while since i've been there. so in a jolly mood, we both went there, since we spent a whole day </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107095807673016933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107095807673016933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107095807673016933' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107095807600761876</id><published>2003-12-09T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T16:22:00.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's my faulti dunno how to say this but hey, i'm a disaster! (haik u may be the walkin clutz but i'm worse) i can officially say that i am the cause for more tears from my mom (and myself i guess). this is what happened...yesterday, my mom and i went to you know who's house, since it has been a while since i've been there. so in a jolly mood, we both went there, since we spent a whole day </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107095807600761876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107095807600761876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107095807600761876' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107063469509310543</id><published>2003-12-05T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T22:32:15.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what is love?had a chat with my mom yesterday. she says love is crap .i sorta agree with her opinion.this is why.when you love 'something' (be it a person, a passion, or whatever else it could be) you sacrifice a lot of time, energy, sweat and blood for the fulfillment of 'something'. as part of hunam nature, you expect a return (in a positive result) from it (in terms of a final product, amt</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107063469509310543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107063469509310543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107063469509310543' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107029447917749166</id><published>2003-12-01T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-02T00:01:56.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm going to reflect on my past wk experiences so like be wary ok? it's gonna be a long one...28 november 2003i woke up early to try and 'style' my hair. yes, i realise that it's ugly but like i said, it's symbolic. everybody's favourite cousin/ best friend has lost his innocence.  realised that i looked really good in my uniform. haha. so i took a taxi to school cos i dont want to be the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107029447917749166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107029447917749166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107029447917749166' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-107025421504919938</id><published>2003-12-01T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T12:50:50.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Keep your feet on the groundIf you have been itching for a little drama to spice up your life, you probably haven't been too disappointed with the events of the past week or so. But there is yet another opportunity for fun and a few surprises at the start of this week, as Mercury aspects Uranus. Could this be a love affair that occurs on the last day of your vacation, when you least expected it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107025421504919938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/107025421504919938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107025421504919938' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-106992919791619574</id><published>2003-11-27T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T18:33:50.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Selamat Hari RayaToday was so fun! i invited ppl over and ya... had fun... Liked Nadlyn's baju... Darn sexy... ya hahacooked like hell! sooooooooo much food left!nadia, radziah and nadlyn came... ya... dunno y?marlia did't come... hmmmm...gtg... bubyez!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/106992919791619574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/106992919791619574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106992919791619574' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-106951416808837077</id><published>2003-11-22T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T23:16:35.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Am i that bad?After readin Haikel' entry, i feel horrible... it definitely didn't help my situation. U shud have told me upfront you know! i feel so horrible... gosh... don't know what to do.U can't blame me... i was trying my best to make everybody happy.i did my best. i just hope you guys realise that. i always try my best although my best isn't as high standard as yours. please see this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/106951416808837077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/106951416808837077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106951416808837077' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-106942476179427219</id><published>2003-11-21T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T22:26:28.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Do i need a girl?Lately, i've been questioning my life and where it is leading and all that... So as seen from my last blog, ya... i'm sorta doubting my friends... I've only told kak non abt this. i've been sorta goin through a bad time. i don't doubt my freinds... but i'm afraid that you will desert me. Cos u guys are all that i have. My family is one thing(well only my mom... so ya ...*blurz</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/106942476179427219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/106942476179427219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106942476179427219' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-106924793644689912</id><published>2003-11-19T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T21:19:21.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Am i really being apprieciated?do u guys really want to be friends with me or u guys just pity me for being so... unfortunate?please comment on the tag board... ya... really wanna noe... am i really worth it as a friend? being very serious here... cos... i feel that i'm not cared by you guys and i do all the caring for... feel sorta sore and used...had a fun time training... my groin is sore</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/106924793644689912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/106924793644689912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106924793644689912' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-106916709675769542</id><published>2003-11-18T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T22:51:59.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Your Daily Horoscope for November 18, 2003 Dear KHAIRI,Challenges may seem much easier for you to face today, KHAIRI. Your will power will give you the strength to see nearly any struggle through to the end. Perhaps you are trying to kick a bad habit or to incorporate a good one into your daily routine. Your determination will help you to take the bull by the horns and do whatever is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/106916709675769542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/106916709675769542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106916709675769542' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-106890360745783634</id><published>2003-11-15T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T21:40:27.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  Your Daily Horoscope for November 15, 2003 Dear KHAIRI,You'll be in an optimistic mood, KHAIRI. Even if you have been going through some challenging times, you'll feel good about your life. You'll realize that some of the difficulties you have experienced have taught you wonderful lessons. And you'll realize that, no matter what happens, you can take care of yourself. You'll feel strong and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/106890360745783634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/106890360745783634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106890360745783634' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-106870650752601292</id><published>2003-11-13T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-13T14:55:41.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  Your Daily Horoscope for November 13, 2003 Dear KHAIRI,You will be much more concerned with the well-being of the world than usual, KHAIRI. It will be a little as if you have tired of your solo adventure across the Atlantic. You've just returned from two months of solitude and the whole exercise suddenly seems absurd to you. You would like to be among people who love you and you actively </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/106870650752601292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/106870650752601292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106870650752601292' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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-5553392.post-106852121534225336</id><published>2003-11-11T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T11:26:52.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Your Daily Horoscope for November 10, 2003 Dear KHAIRI,You could be in the mood to share your opinions today, KHAIRI. The lion might need to roar a little bit! You have some powerful beliefs and passionate ideas, so don't be afraid to speak up. You need an audience. Gather your loved ones around you and share your thoughts with them. Or invite a friend out for lunch and vent your feelings to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/106852121534225336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5553392/posts/default/106852121534225336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjaysji.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106852121534225336' title=''/><author><name>kay jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02700237173663101826</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>
