<?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-5284814</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:52:46.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>corriente</title><subtitle type='html'>Te Quiero...
</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jezreilly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jezreilly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jez JR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917830489150751728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284814.post-107750961178079200</id><published>2004-02-22T23:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T23:16:14.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey... this blog is dedicated to shark... who was complaining non stop about me not filling up my blog. and here i am, saying hi to bernie...&lt;br /&gt;ok... i am being lame.... nothing to do in econs class anyway....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284814-107750961178079200?l=jezreilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/107750961178079200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/107750961178079200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jezreilly.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107750961178079200' title=''/><author><name>Jez JR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917830489150751728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5284814.post-105762708659952560</id><published>2003-07-07T21:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-07T21:18:06.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey yo people! guess who's back? well, i have been busy filling up my other, more personal blog... well, juz wanna say a big hi to princess shaheera, who is currently sitting beside me now, and whom a while ago was complaining of a lack of new blogs in my blogger.. ok... this is beginning to sound like a radio show. haha.&lt;br /&gt;well, i am a tad worried toay as i might be getting back my papers. (had a comman test last week... studied like crazy) i really wanna do well as there ain't no way am i gonna let JT meet my parents(she says we have to do so if we flunk d tests badly)i have to do well... oh god above... if u hear my desperate pleas... do let me do well as i really did study, although not that hard, but it is a change compared to last time.... so hear my desperate pleas and let me pass without having the need for my parents to meet that step teach(bernie's phrase) JT.  &lt;br /&gt;recently kurt did sms me... he seems interesting... &lt;br /&gt;anyhow... i have been real happy lately. things have been going my way. (think limp bizkit's my way or the highway) haha. i know. too much trl ain't doing good for my brain.... (DO U HAVE ONE?-BERNIE) haha. i kno... i am hallucinating due to the traumatic times bernie has gaiven me and the counted debates sponsereddd by bernie on whether i have a brain or not... haha.&lt;br /&gt;couple of days ago was the 4 of july... miss the fireworks like crazy. i guess i didn't feel as dejected and angry compared to the years before. credit has to be given to ben. he accompnied me the whole day that day and it did mean alot to me, esp on a time when i really miss my home away from my home...&lt;br /&gt;well then, i am supposed to be doing my lit in com lab so i'd better stop before that JA teach comes over and whack me. haha&lt;br /&gt;adieus people! jaleo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284814-105762708659952560?l=jezreilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/105762708659952560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/105762708659952560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jezreilly.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105762708659952560' title=''/><author><name>Jez JR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917830489150751728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5284814.post-95424354</id><published>2003-06-08T00:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-08T00:10:10.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just went out with ben just yesterday... he is so nice to me... lotsa things happened lately... some too personal to share. he told me face to face yesterday on e way home that he really liked me... oh my... that was definately sincere... i really like him too. he got me this magnetic soft toy yesterday.... sigh... although i know i like him, deep in my heart i know he ain't the one... what we have could never last. but, i want to have fun and enjoy my time with him for whatever time this relationship can last. one thing for sure. i know i like him alot. &lt;br /&gt;el amor...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284814-95424354?l=jezreilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/95424354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/95424354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jezreilly.blogspot.com/2003_06_08_archive.html#95424354' title=''/><author><name>Jez JR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917830489150751728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5284814.post-95355409</id><published>2003-06-05T23:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-05T23:48:51.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey...&lt;br /&gt;something really freaky happened to me just now.... ben tried to hjold my hand but i freaked out the last minute and back off... i will fill in more later as it ain't safe now....&lt;br /&gt;ciaoz... darn... now i even sound like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284814-95355409?l=jezreilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/95355409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/95355409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jezreilly.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95355409' title=''/><author><name>Jez JR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917830489150751728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5284814.post-95266823</id><published>2003-06-03T23:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-03T23:19:28.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess what? i bought ben a wrist band today... it is a black NY wristband. i hope he'll like it.... it costs 5.90 at 77th street.... i hope he doen't have the identical one....&lt;br /&gt;today is the two weeks period... i have to give him an answer by t... i supposed i feel happy when i am with him so that is an answer enough for me to continue on this wacky relationship...&lt;br /&gt;i feel more joyful lately than i have in a long time... alot of ppl around.... i'll check in later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284814-95266823?l=jezreilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/95266823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/95266823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jezreilly.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95266823' title=''/><author><name>Jez JR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917830489150751728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5284814.post-95186066</id><published>2003-06-02T06:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-02T07:00:25.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay.. time for the low down on my life.... me and ben,,, hmmm... we've gone out for... er.... honestly, i can't remember... wait, let me count. it's been... i think it has been two weeks... and i realized that i really liked him and he is so nice to me and all...&lt;br /&gt;and guess what, i am ready to stop seeing things on the bad side and try to make whatever good  will get out of this relationship happen.&lt;br /&gt;best thing is... he gave me a bracelet today. it is supposed to be a lucky charm of some sort and i really love it... burn thinks it's about 6 to 15 dollars... so ex. and i am thinking of giving him the shoe keychain soon.... maybe i will get it tml... and i hope i will be watching finding memo with him anh my pals this wed....  oh ya, i gave him a herbal tea today since he is always so hot... haha. anyhow, he complained that it tasted terrible... haha... &lt;br /&gt;well then, i am happy i sorted out those thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;i will be back with more low downs when i am more free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284814-95186066?l=jezreilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/95186066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/95186066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jezreilly.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95186066' title=''/><author><name>Jez JR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917830489150751728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5284814.post-94875554</id><published>2003-05-25T20:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-25T20:09:26.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.... today is the fifth day that me and ben got together.... it is still very scary for me... i know i like him but i am not too sure about this relationship. i really don't think i will be able to last thru the week... i am still trying to get use to losing my independance. i don't think i am cut out for this. sigh. he is so nice to me and it would really hurt me to sayb that he ain't right for me. ui feel like i am playing around with his feelings.... that scares me because i don't know how he'll feel bout that. this is my first relationship and  i wanna make it happen good. people always say that the first love will always be remembered. i want that. i'm having hist now... fill in more tml.&lt;br /&gt;adieus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284814-94875554?l=jezreilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/94875554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/94875554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jezreilly.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#94875554' title=''/><author><name>Jez JR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917830489150751728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5284814.post-94607575</id><published>2003-05-19T20:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-19T20:52:53.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ANDREW IS SO IGNORING ME!!!! HUMPH.....&lt;br /&gt;well, who cares...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284814-94607575?l=jezreilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/94607575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/94607575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jezreilly.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94607575' title=''/><author><name>Jez JR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917830489150751728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5284814.post-94607439</id><published>2003-05-19T20:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-19T20:49:48.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the problem wit d and me so over... thank god... i really like her as a pal. just now, when we had our temp taken, ben's temp was 37.8 and he had to be in the isolation room for quite some time to cool off. i was quite worried for him...&lt;br /&gt;and today we'll be going to some uni to check out some seminar....&lt;br /&gt;well, i'll fill in later...&lt;br /&gt;adieus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284814-94607439?l=jezreilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/94607439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/94607439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jezreilly.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94607439' title=''/><author><name>Jez JR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917830489150751728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5284814.post-94419694</id><published>2003-05-15T20:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-15T20:22:57.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is a bad bad day&lt;br /&gt;me and di had a bloody fallout...&lt;br /&gt;it's pretty bad&lt;br /&gt;and i cried in class just now and told all that i had flu...&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;i called shuan and started bawling...&lt;br /&gt;i'll fill in more later...&lt;br /&gt;ciao...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284814-94419694?l=jezreilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/94419694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/94419694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jezreilly.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94419694' title=''/><author><name>Jez JR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917830489150751728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5284814.post-93851082</id><published>2003-05-06T04:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-06T04:41:41.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my god… you ain’t ever gonna believe my luck! Remember that guy that I said I like? He messaged me yesterday saying that he had got a crush on me! (Think Aaron Carter’s crush on you) I was so exhilarated… but….&lt;br /&gt;Here is the problem. I ain’t sure if I really like him or what… goodness, speak of the devil… he just sms me…&lt;br /&gt;As I was saying, I ain’t sure if I really like him or is this like a passing phase to me… I never really had a full blown crush before. Even when I had a minor crush on Sam, it did not last as long as this one. And I do not think of Sam as much as I do right now for him… he is always on my mind. When he did not sms me, I feel weird and would wonder what he’s doing…. When he is around, I feel very self conscious, like how I look matters extremely. I never reaLLY  care bout how people think of me but when I am with him, things change…&lt;br /&gt;But…&lt;br /&gt;I was almost quite sure that I had lost my interest for him recently. And I felt glad. Now I think I am falling for him all over again. He had taken me through a rollar coaster ride for a couple of months. Since the first day I was formally introduced to him…. I hate being in this type of situation but I find myself in this emotional bundle of mess now… I have to admit. I am so confused and I think too much. When I think too much, I will freak out. And when I do, I always make the wrong choices…&lt;br /&gt;I have to get back to my skool work now. Guess I had better immerse myself in work to forget him and my emotions… somehow, a nagging voice tells me that ain’t possible!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Te ves muy bien, el bebe. I have gotta tell myself that or I’ll die of insecurities… haha. &lt;br /&gt;Te queiro orlando… wait for me. &lt;br /&gt;Adieus…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284814-93851082?l=jezreilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/93851082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/93851082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jezreilly.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93851082' title=''/><author><name>Jez JR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917830489150751728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5284814.post-93687115</id><published>2003-05-02T23:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-02T23:34:10.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today like any other day is boring in this life of mine. I just got scolded by my dad so it totally wreaked my whole day. not to mention things have not been on my side for quite sometime already. &lt;br /&gt;The day before, I went to the beach with some of my classmates. I had fun. Tried kayaking for the first time in my life and also cycled…. Then a jackass in my class yelled at me in the public and I got mad so I wheel lock my pal’s bike onto his. He didn’t expect a girl would actually do that but hey, I ain’t some conventional type of girl. Too bad for him. I ain’t still talking to him. I even erased his and another bitch from my class off my cell’s phonebook. &lt;br /&gt;I haven’t got any skool today, thank god. But I have got tons of work to do.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I met this real nice guy. He is real nice to me, real gentleman. I thought I was totally into him. But now I am not so sure. It seems that I lost my interest already. He doesn’t affect me that much anymore. I think I really do have a commitment problem. Everytime when I am into someone, I back off when he starts to show signs that he is into me. I have a problem…&lt;br /&gt;Well, it is raining quite bad outside now. All that’s on my mind now is to go back to the place I’ll belong. I so hate it here and really look forward to the day I know I will be free and liberalized. Everyday I feel the same…&lt;br /&gt;Adieus people…&lt;br /&gt;Soy Americano. Te quiero orlando…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284814-93687115?l=jezreilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/93687115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/93687115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jezreilly.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93687115' title=''/><author><name>Jez JR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917830489150751728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5284814.post-93443398</id><published>2003-04-28T23:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T23:49:29.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>remember that indian guy who i said was cute?&lt;br /&gt;i totally changed my mind... he will cause me 3 yrs of shame in oi.... he was that guy who said that i like nigel from fitness club just becoz he was eavesdropping on our conversation on the bus..... now everytime i pass by nigel, i ran like a mad dog.... it's so pai seh to even look at him now thanks to that bloody idiot!!!!!!!!!!! he even laughed at me when i passed him by at the canteen. and they all wonder why do gals think guys are jackasses....&lt;br /&gt;i'll be having fitness club later... goodness.... i think i will hide behind ber ber.... hope he won't notice...&lt;br /&gt;right now, i am at the library wit nadia... guess what?!? she and TAUFIQ are a couple! kool or what? i have got to say, that guy is so fast!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;adieus... ber ber is out there spot checkin on us... gotta go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284814-93443398?l=jezreilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/93443398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/93443398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jezreilly.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93443398' title=''/><author><name>Jez JR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917830489150751728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5284814.post-93443397</id><published>2003-04-28T23:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T23:49:28.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>remember that indian guy who i said was cute?&lt;br /&gt;i totally changed my mind... he will cause me 3 yrs of shame in oi.... he was that guy who said that i like nigel from fitness club just becoz he was eavesdropping on our conversation on the bus..... now everytime i pass by nigel, i ran like a mad dog.... it's so pai seh to even look at him now thanks to that bloody idiot!!!!!!!!!!! he even laughed at me when i passed him by at the canteen. and they all wonder why do gals think guys are jackasses....&lt;br /&gt;i'll be having fitness club later... goodness.... i think i will hide behind ber ber.... hope he won't notice...&lt;br /&gt;right now, i am at the library wit nadia... guess what?!? she and TAUFIQ are a couple! kool or what? i have got to say, that guy is so fast!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;adieus... ber ber is out there spot checkin on us... gotta go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284814-93443397?l=jezreilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/93443397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/93443397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jezreilly.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93443397' title=''/><author><name>Jez JR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917830489150751728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5284814.post-93169367</id><published>2003-04-24T06:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-24T06:26:27.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so many things have happened lately... most bad. i had been having so much mood swings that i feel so confused. right now, all that i wanna think is that i hate it in here and i wanna get back to the states. i wanna go back to the place i know i will be happy. i miss nick, Jay, jesse, aa, will and the rest so so much. everytime they come over to this boring island and leaves, i feel so hurt so alone. i wish i could go with them...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish that i had someone whom i could be happy with, a special someone who can take me for who i am... i cannot seemed to find anyone who have that patience. my pals ain't counted. that's becoz they are my buddies. &lt;br /&gt;i cried yesterday. for no good reason at all. i don't know why i cried but i do know what triggered me. shuan did not call me. that's it. and i bawled like a baby. i still think that my mood swings had to do with PMS!&lt;br /&gt;i think andrew in my class is real nice. i really think he is so sweet.  that's all. i cannot bring myself to talk bout skool and this island. i am going back to my world, a world i once lived in. i don't care if ppl thinks it ain't right. at least i will be happy....&lt;br /&gt;Adieus...&lt;br /&gt;te queiro boo. i miss you all day and night. till i am back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284814-93169367?l=jezreilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/93169367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/93169367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jezreilly.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93169367' title=''/><author><name>Jez JR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917830489150751728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5284814.post-92816955</id><published>2003-04-17T23:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-17T23:36:18.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had been in such a brilliant mood since yesterday till this morning. And I hope this mood will last long. Why am I so happy? Your guess is as good as mine.&lt;br /&gt;I was sms chatting with this guy that I just gotta know for the whole of yesterday till 11 to this morning. I’ll write more when I feel like telling the whole world bout it. &lt;br /&gt;Today is easter and I dedicate today till Sunday to Whiskers. Mucho te queiro.&lt;br /&gt;Gary was in a very bad mood yesterday, he was real sad bout the fact that most of my classmates were leaving. I couldn’t really share that depressed state he was in as I was in such a great mood.i think I’ll have to call him today…&lt;br /&gt;About what I wrote bout this guy in class thing the day before, I think I am just being too sensitive… no such thing. I think I’m having a real mood swing. &lt;br /&gt;I am watching the swan princess at channel I now, it seemed to be a tad diff from the VCD one that I have rented. Maybe it is the sequel to it. oh my, I love the ending song of the cartoon. It’s so disney… love it. love it. love it. I am such a kid! Goodness.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday the two Andrews in my class were in a real funny mood, and I can’t place why. Fuzz was in a depressed mood yesterday. But then when we were on the way home, she definitely felt better… I think I had passed my craziness to her.&lt;br /&gt;As long as you believe it, there will always be magic… I believe that. I really do.&lt;br /&gt;That’s all folks. Adieus.&lt;br /&gt;Te queiro… Whiskers. I really, really, miss you so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284814-92816955?l=jezreilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/92816955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/92816955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jezreilly.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92816955' title=''/><author><name>Jez JR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917830489150751728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5284814.post-92704430</id><published>2003-04-16T04:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T04:37:04.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am listening to simple plan’s heartbreaker… love that band. &lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, back home now and I think that I am way too sensitive. I now don’t think that Andrew is intimidated by me. That is because during civics class today, he was the one who picked me to tell the class bout my DREAM. I think I was a little lame when I told the class bout animal conservation when the topic is about…friendship week. &lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to go to the main bus control today but because of Di, we went to have lunch instead… When we parted ways, I spotted a cat and stood there to play with it for bout half an hour. Childish me. &lt;br /&gt;I like my class especially Shakira, di, giraffe, and Nan… for once in my life, I feel that I really look forward to the future. Many things have happened to me before, and this fresh and great beginning is like a brand new chance to live, to breathe again. I want to leave all the things that used to bother me behind, all those people whom I used to hate, I want to leave all my bad history all behind, this to me, is like a chance to do so. &lt;br /&gt;I do look forward to the day when I will be at the place I wanna be in, with a job position that I have yearned for, and the right company of people who will care for me, like me the way I am. I believe that big break I have been hoping for will finally arrive in 3 years time.&lt;br /&gt;One year alone and living in my own world, I looked at all the problems I’ve used to face and I have to say, I never regretted a single action that I took to solve them . I don’t care if others beg to differ. This is my life and I tend to live it the way I want. I don’t have to please anyone. During this one year, I matured so much in my thinking, that sometimes sitting down and listening to my own thoughts, I feel a tad freaked out. Everyone grows I guess. &lt;br /&gt;If only Kimberly, Carlene, Melissa could see me now, they would have known how wrong they were. But come to think of it, I probably hate to see them. But deep inside, I know I have already forgiven them…&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I was at somewhere nice, say, tampa bay or Madrid. Oh man, I really miss that place. &lt;br /&gt;Goodness, call me sensitive or whatever, but I think that I am in a bit of a fix now, if it comes true tomorrow, I will then mention it, haha…&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna seemed crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, there is this yr 2 guy, he is indian and wears a hairband… quite cute, anyhow, I saw him at the library today and he was like urging the librarian to go first before he gets up the stairs. Haha. The librarian finally went down the stairz and that guy urged me to go down first too. I like guys like that… detailed and gentlemanly, with perfect manners. He got a very sweet smile. &lt;br /&gt;Well, Buenos tardes… Adieus…&lt;br /&gt;Te Queiro, mikey Wayne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284814-92704430?l=jezreilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/92704430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/92704430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jezreilly.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92704430' title=''/><author><name>Jez JR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917830489150751728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5284814.post-92692759</id><published>2003-04-15T23:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-15T23:34:02.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am in the skool's library now... and sha just said that i'm real violent typer... opps, typist. oh, d is here. today i didn't talk to Andrew at all... i really don't know what to say to him. i just feel so uncomfortable round him. not that i like him or anything, as nigel has this theory that when one feels uncomfortable round the other, that means a crush is fornmin. that is so not the case. i think that Andrew is a tad intimidated by me, i think i am way too friendly or something and he probably thinks that i have a crush on him... (aaron's song-crush on you).&lt;br /&gt;sha just left... haha. i think she had enough. there are times in life when nothing goes right for you and you get mad with everyone and anything. today i woke up feeling that feel. right now, all i care bout is just forgetting all those insercurities and weird feelings and just go home and rest.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh, phillip is at the back, i'll check back in later. &lt;br /&gt;Adious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284814-92692759?l=jezreilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/92692759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/92692759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jezreilly.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92692759' title=''/><author><name>Jez JR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917830489150751728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5284814.post-92647527</id><published>2003-04-15T09:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-15T09:19:25.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  Yesterday was such a long day at skool. and guess what? i can't get home straight from skool as i needed to get new textbooks for my lit class. i had to go with gary and gleen. but in the end, glenn had to go off earlier and i was left with gary. we talked amd talked and ate... i found out that he and i do have some comman interest. and we even walked to bugis! he's nice. he reminds me of my cousin.... and that, is like a compliment in an unmeant insult. think about that. haha.&lt;br /&gt;  Adious.&lt;br /&gt;  Te Queiro, mikey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284814-92647527?l=jezreilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/92647527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/92647527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jezreilly.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92647527' title=''/><author><name>Jez JR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917830489150751728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5284814.post-92647293</id><published>2003-04-15T09:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-15T09:12:57.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  What a long day it is at school. Actually it wasn't that long but it seemed like years to me. Sometimes, somethings, anything can get you down. today is that day to me. i started the day feeling so insercure and so messed up. i board a bus to get to skool... and guess what? i lost my way! it was more by luck than anything else that i had managed to find my way back to skool...&lt;br /&gt;  And after class, i went to town with Gary and Andrew... the feeling started to hit me back fast again... It's not that i feel uncomfortable with Gary... it is more that i feel real weird round Andrew. i think i'm freaking out. I do feel like a hermit ever since i had home-based study for a year... &lt;br /&gt;  A new skool means a lot to me. it is like a whole new life for me to live again. i had four years of hell at my high skool and i am so glad that right now, the new college that i am in now is so great. i love the people there. they taught me a lot of things... like being more direct and speak my mind out more. i really click well with my class. &lt;br /&gt;  i've received a new email from Australian Zoo... i was so exhilarated... i really hoped that i can work there soon. Love that Steve!&lt;br /&gt;  i was just thinking a real depressing thought. that all the good guys left on earth are either taken, terminally ill, or gay. that is so sad for single girls like me... Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;  Speaking of guys, there is this dude in my skool that to me, he is cute. he looks like Ben Adams! and when i told him that, he seemed quite happy. thank god he didn't take it as an insult. &lt;br /&gt;  Well, gotta adious now. i've got to wait for gary's and travers' call....  Adious. &lt;br /&gt;P.S: Te queiro baby Mikey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284814-92647293?l=jezreilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/92647293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284814/posts/default/92647293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jezreilly.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92647293' title=''/><author><name>Jez JR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917830489150751728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
