<?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-12249990</id><updated>2011-10-27T08:27:14.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JAZZY C.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>149</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-1200243169312122761</id><published>2011-01-27T20:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T20:19:02.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BITCHES OF LIFE</title><content type='html'>why is it that everytime i ask my mom something nicely it ends up nasty... i went to ask her the plans for new years eve so that i could plan my day cos i wanna go out earlier that day before reunion dinner. and she gets all defensive and not tell me anything. keep telling me 530 530. i asked what time we're leaving the house so that i can work backwards and she refuses to tell me. why is she so defensive towards her own daughter? wtf is her issue?! then it becomes my fault for asking. oh what so she'd prefer i not ask and disappear on the day itself? FUCK?!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then she says "STOP IT! JUST STOP!" oh so now i'm not allowed to even TALK? then i said "i find it extremely unfair that everytime she's said her peace i have to shut up and not say anything and just let her scold me for no reason." then she said the one statement she says all the time "HAVE THE LAST WORD LA! HAVE THE LAST WORD! YOU ALWAYS MUST HAVE THE LAST WORD! STUPID! IDIOT!" it is not that i wanna have the last word all the time. i have a RIGHT to explain my stand and i have a right to tell her how i feel. its called COMMUNICATION. it goes TWO WAYS!! not just one way whereby i have to take her shit and just shut up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this the way she treat me. i wonder how she'd treat me when i go aussie. when i come back after months i wonder if she'd miss me at all. i wonder if she'd still treat me the same way. or would she treat me the way she treats my sis. would she pamper me and be damn biased? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life is tough enough right now with like what 3 projects due on the coming monday? of which includes the biggest bitch ever called IB. and yet that amount of stress is nothing compared to the kind of shit i have to take from my mom. that woman drives me nuts and i'm serious. i can literally hear my left brain screaming at my right brain and my top brain screaming at the bottom brain and my left eyeball screaming at my right eyeball and every other thing in my head screaming at whichever other thing is inside my head. it feels like i could explode soon. or at least my head could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;would saying "FUCK YOU LEAVE ME ALONE! I NEED A BREAK!!" be of any help? cos if yes i wouldn't mind screaming it nonstop everywhere and to everyone like a lunatic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-1200243169312122761?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1200243169312122761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=1200243169312122761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/1200243169312122761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/1200243169312122761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2011/01/bitches-of-life.html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-6204094801749826642</id><published>2010-12-28T03:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T04:07:09.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥</title><content type='html'>有人牵着，去那里都可以。有人回应着，说设么也可以。因为是两个人做的事情。就算再无聊，它都变得好幸福。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-6204094801749826642?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6204094801749826642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=6204094801749826642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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you.'/><author><name>Aaron Foo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166972195448786248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-2778646162358826932</id><published>2010-08-29T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T21:55:51.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>silly boy</title><content type='html'>yoyoyo! ok haven't been posting for quite some time. please do not be deluded. the last two posts were not by me but by the silly bf of mine. he's been nagging at me to post something up for the longest time and i guess he gave up and started posting them himself. the giant heart scared the shit outta me though. cos it was viewed on fiomo's lappie with her right next to me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well as for life, i must say it could have been better. with the exams and all it kinda sucks quite a bit. on top of that foo and i haven't met up in a week and i'm seriously missing him. with the distance things are bound to be rather choppy. but we'll make it work. gonna see him on tuesday after our papers. hope i can control myself and not pounce on him. wouldn't wanna crush him with my weight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the past week i've been studying with fiomo everyday in sch. was fun to spend time with her but we both seriously lacked the motivation to do some serious studying. hence i am sooooo behind time. first paper's on tuesday i hope i can finish in time. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till next time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-2778646162358826932?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>lately...</title><content type='html'>life's been crazily busy. with so many project submissions cramped together. baby and i have been having lesser and lesser time together. so every time we get time together, we treasure each other so much more. the weekend was awesome. every second of it was awesome. because it was spent with him. (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yog flashmob trainings have taken a toll on me and i find myself drained all the time lately. so much to cope with and so little time. one last week of school and everything is happening all together. with one individual report and one project submission happening. and then there's dance training every single day of the week. with the actual event happening on saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but there's always sunday to look forward to. cos its our 2th month anniversary!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after so many hip hop dance trainings i find myself enjoying them more and more man. though sometimes i seriously find Terrance the coach suuuper pissy and sarcastic. but the dancing part is fun. esp since i'm not bad at it. well at least i think i'm not bad. hehehee!!! major thick skin moment. but glann they all say i got the "grooove" lehh!!! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARGH! so busy! i miss spending time with fiomo and the girls. and shermy! and ben! everyone's so busy. i'm so busy. life's so never-endingly busy. how i wish the pace of life could slow down just a little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nights ppl! got gscm presentation at 11am. need to wake up and iron clothes and reach sch early to hit the print shop. bye people! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-7781285857464443698?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7781285857464443698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=7781285857464443698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/7781285857464443698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/7781285857464443698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/08/lately.html' title='lately...'/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-5207830428051968454</id><published>2010-07-22T03:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T03:42:47.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love how you love me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vq4KPHtyoq8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vq4KPHtyoq8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I love how your eyes close&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you kiss me&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm away from you&lt;br /&gt;I love how you miss me&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you always treat me tenderly&lt;br /&gt;But darling most of all&lt;br /&gt;I love how you love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how your heart beats&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I hold you&lt;br /&gt;I love how you think of me&lt;br /&gt;Without being told to&lt;br /&gt;I love the way your touch is always heavenly&lt;br /&gt;But darling most of all&lt;br /&gt;I love how you love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I love the way your touch is always heavenly&lt;br /&gt;But darling most of all&lt;br /&gt;I love how you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I love how you hug me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I love how you kiss me squeeze me please me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love how you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I love how you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;love you.&lt;/span&gt; ^^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-5207830428051968454?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5207830428051968454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=5207830428051968454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/5207830428051968454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/5207830428051968454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-love-how-you-love-me.html' title='i love how you love me'/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-1248086845048115301</id><published>2010-07-17T01:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T01:51:38.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>need you now (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;object align="center" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RyxEnDevL4U&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RyxEnDevL4U&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no matter what happens. we will get through it. i love you baby! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-1248086845048115301?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1248086845048115301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=1248086845048115301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/1248086845048115301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/1248086845048115301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/07/need-you-now.html' title='need you now (:'/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-2929920441004453880</id><published>2010-07-09T01:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T01:37:29.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;while waiting for dear's lessons to end i went to the gym to run! feel so accomplished and healthy! seriously! ^^ weeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;today was awesome. watched despicable me and had dinner at new york new york. dear hated his order though. silly him ordered fish &amp;amp; chips when he doesnt like fish much. agnes from despicable me is soooooooo cute la!!!! MAD CUTE! i wanna kidnap her! "ITS SO FLUFFY I CAN DIE!!!"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh! we got our bracelets today and they're mad chio! but dear's one has some prob with the hinge. so we sent it back for repairs. hmmm silly him was kinda upset. could tell even though he kept insisting he wasnt. dear if you're seeing this cheer up k?! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/TDYK3vVIMqI/AAAAAAAAAOI/c3nzDzhbkZQ/s400/Snapshot_20100708_12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491588748339065506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today's our one month anniversary. yes yes one month might seem like nothing. but i still feel so happy we actually got to one month. cos its amazing enough as it is that we actually got tgt. thank you for loving me baby. i will love you always! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-2929920441004453880?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/2929920441004453880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=2929920441004453880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/2929920441004453880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/2929920441004453880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/07/awesome.html' title='awesome (:'/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/TDYK3vVIMqI/AAAAAAAAAOI/c3nzDzhbkZQ/s72-c/Snapshot_20100708_12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-5223192021086869847</id><published>2010-07-05T01:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T01:40:45.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>packing thoughts</title><content type='html'>room packing sucks i swear. packed for a few hours and its still not done. and yet i cannot dont pack. cos the sister is coming back on tues. meh! mom was screaming at me throughout. i seriously think she's biased towards my sis. she totally treats her better la. and she's so much harsher on me. like her darling daughter is coming back and i have to make sure the room is perfect so that everything is perfect and waiting for her to come back. seriously. my mom was freaking cursing me through walls and rooms just now la. screaming like some mad woman. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;honestly, every time my sis comes back i feel more neglected and brushed off by my mom. she tends to ignore me more and just goes with whatever my sis likes/wants. take for example if my sis feels like eating something my mom will totally buy/cook for her. and just cos im here by her side everyday if i wanna eat something i dont get it. just cos i get access to SG food doesnt mean i get to eat whatever i wanna eat what. what if i felt like eating crystal jade's? or pepper crab? or something random/expensive? i dont have the capacity to get it myself what. why doesnt my mom get it for me? but for my sis she does it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i swear my mom is a totally biased woman. and at home my mom treats me like im transparent. yes im so big and yet im transparent. when i talk no one listens. no one replies. cos my mom is too engrossed in her conversation with my sister. awesome. one time i told my mom she's being way biased and she should stop doing that. and she scolded me immediately without stopping to consider if what i said truthfully described the situation. she just defensively scolded me for being jealous of my sister and that im crazy and stupid for being jealous of my own sister.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every time my sis comes back yes i look forward to it cos i do miss her too. but i hate how my mom behaves when she's back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-5223192021086869847?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5223192021086869847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=5223192021086869847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/5223192021086869847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/5223192021086869847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/07/packing.html' title='packing thoughts'/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-9147405278651705032</id><published>2010-07-03T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T22:44:56.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missing</title><content type='html'>my bf's missing.. ))): he didnt sms me neither is he responding on msn. he's not logged on to fb too. my guess is he fell aslp. but still... ): where is he.... kinda worried and mad missing him. even though i just saw him few hrs ago. but yall know how it is la. so....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyone who has seen my bf or knows where my bf is please respond to this. your help is much appreciated. thank you very much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-9147405278651705032?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/9147405278651705032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=9147405278651705032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/9147405278651705032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/9147405278651705032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/07/missing.html' title='missing'/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-7737271493288306814</id><published>2010-07-03T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T00:35:32.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh!</title><content type='html'>oh and much thanks to the sister who intro-ed this skin to me. (: she'll be back this tues. and based on what i've read on her blog, i think she's bringing some pressies back for me!!! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-7737271493288306814?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7737271493288306814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=7737271493288306814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/7737271493288306814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/7737271493288306814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/07/oh.html' title='oh!'/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-66752364439480104</id><published>2010-07-03T00:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T00:31:25.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>done! -almost</title><content type='html'>ok the skin's done! weeee!!! :D bg and mini pics on posts are back on. only prob left is twitter... gah.... does anyone know how to get that thing solved? i need help!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next step to improving my blog would be i wanna change the pics to my own custom pics when i scroll over the tabs. (: oh and the lil tiled pics for each post too. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-66752364439480104?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/66752364439480104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=66752364439480104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/66752364439480104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/66752364439480104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/07/done-almost.html' title='done! -almost'/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-3237000936511551226</id><published>2010-07-02T23:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T00:27:26.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome day! (:</title><content type='html'>today was awesome la! the moment i woke up i swear i was praying/wishing for it to rain at 4pm so badly. and after a whole day of praying it rained at 2pm la! i was happy and kept praying for it to rain nonstop! muuuhahahah! and it did! :D the horrid napfa which i thought i would soooo fail, based on wed's mock with dear, did not suck as much as i thought it would! first station was shuttle run. and woa i got 11.5 sia!!!! i know its super slow for some ppl's standard but for me its awesomely fast la! then got some bit of confidence. then incline woa! i could do 8 sia! IDK WHY! but yea! so guru side clear! :D then super confident. then all other stations rocked too la! only weird thing was idk why my sit and reach sucked. on wed i could do 52cm. today only got 43cm after multiple tries. dear says my muscles aching so they're too stiff. oh well. basically i just need to get a D grade for 2.4 on mon and off i go with my SILVER! i was prepared to fail la! ^^ *beams!*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met dear after showering and went for dinner. oh! and notice the new blogskin? ;) dear helped me with changing it. though i did do some myself. note. some. ^^ oh well finally got rid of the old one which i was soooo sick of. the new skin's got some probs here and there still. working on them. so do be nice and dont suan my noobness just yet k ppl? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last but not least, thank you baby for the awesome day! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-3237000936511551226?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/3237000936511551226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=3237000936511551226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/3237000936511551226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/3237000936511551226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/07/awesome-day.html' title='awesome day! (:'/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-1833843801169318493</id><published>2010-07-02T00:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T00:32:57.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/TCzCijr2XxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/2OycNqoU5w4/s1600/SNC00159.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;waited for the bf today after sch and accompanied him to lavender to get his new passport. his old one i swear! looks damnnnnnn cute! just look at his face!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/TCzCijr2XxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/2OycNqoU5w4/s320/SNC00159.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488975944808292114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when he was 8.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/TCy9zT6yPbI/AAAAAAAAANY/--8l4xoBfBQ/s320/SNC00161.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488970735075605938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;zomg wanna pinch his face la! what kinda expression is that!!!! AHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;after collecting the passport the bf was hungry so we tried looking for food. and after wandering for quite some time we finally found golden mile food court or whatsoever the name is. point is! its where the awesome golden mile claypot rice is! i havent eaten it since long long long ago when my parents were still tgt and my dad would drive us down to have it. thats like since p6 sia! sooooooo miss having it!!!! the bf doesnt like it that much but he was reeeeeally nice to accompany me. ((((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/TCy91IyLYtI/AAAAAAAAANo/3oe-NPrG4ng/s320/SNC00169.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488970766446453458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;golden mile claypot rice!!!!!! LOVE IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/TCy91pitQ5I/AAAAAAAAANw/I8Gba_HEaRg/s320/SNC00172.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488970775239934866" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TADAH! yumyum! *droooooool..*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/TCy92VLGUqI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VtFv7upqAr8/s1600/SNC00171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/TCy92VLGUqI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VtFv7upqAr8/s320/SNC00171.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488970786952073890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh! and the toilets there have gantries with a counter at the side with a guy sitting there collecting 10c for each entry. so old sch. just like how i remembered it to be. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/TCy9zT6yPbI/AAAAAAAAANY/--8l4xoBfBQ/s1600/SNC00161.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-1833843801169318493?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1833843801169318493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=1833843801169318493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/1833843801169318493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/1833843801169318493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/07/waited-for-bf-today-after-sch-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/TCzCijr2XxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/2OycNqoU5w4/s72-c/SNC00159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-8498882989890054468</id><published>2010-06-27T04:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T04:59:30.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi sleeping world. i set my alarm for 4am and so im awake. cos i need to do my proj which i have yet to complete. why am i so guai and so able to wake up? cos i had a freaking nightmare. scared the freaking SHIT outta me i swear! i didnt move or scream or talk or whatsoever while having the dream. just at some point my body just became warm. and then veeeery warm until i woke up. think its the accelerated heart rate thing. i also dunno. but i freaked out. and now im afraid to get outta my room for anything. for im afraid the demons in my dream will come scare me. cos thats what they did in my dream. they tried to break into my hse. while ago i had to go to the toilet. so i forced myself out of my fortress and very carefully walked to the toilet reminding myself not to look out any windows. and my damn toilet light flickers cos its about to spoil. no good. freaking scary too. when walking back to my room i made it a huuuuuuge point not to look at the many mirrors at the shoe rack. those who came before would know. then i sneaked back to my room. back to my fortress. even though im back in, i still feel freaked out and scared. cos my mind will wander and think about the dream again. this is freaking scary i swear.. and im damn damn damn damnnnnnnnnnnnnnn freaked out. on top of this my tummy has been acting weird tonight. plssssss dont cont to act weird i dont wanna have to go to the toilet... T.T dear save me! i so feel like waking my mama to tell her and to ask her pei me. im freaked out. officially. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-8498882989890054468?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/8498882989890054468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=8498882989890054468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/8498882989890054468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/8498882989890054468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/06/hi-sleeping-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-4716986264773487856</id><published>2010-06-18T21:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T21:09:09.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi everyone!&lt;div&gt;I love my gf~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Aaron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-4716986264773487856?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4716986264773487856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=4716986264773487856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/4716986264773487856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/4716986264773487856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/06/hi-evryone.html' title=''/><author><name>Aaron Foo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02166972195448786248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-5414922523917363870</id><published>2010-06-11T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T23:47:40.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is awesome life is awesome everything is awesome today was awesome being with dear is awesome everything about you is awesome everything about us is awesome things shall be awesome from now on i foresee my life to continue being awesome i want this awesomeness to continue forever and ever and ever ever nothing can be more awesome than this. loving you is awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-5414922523917363870?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5414922523917363870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=5414922523917363870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/5414922523917363870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/5414922523917363870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-is-awesome-life-is-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-7398107060500521637</id><published>2010-06-06T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T23:09:32.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so life's been awesome lately! (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got my director's list on fri and damn it looks like a super chio piece of cheapo paper. but i love it! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;archery wise... well hurt my chin last sat couldnt train for a week. trained ytr. muscle went nua on me a lot of times. quarreled with xiao quan but all is awesome now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fiomomo's still awesome and am loving her to bits! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohoh! i changed my fletches to white ytr! so happy! oh! and i've got 12 arrows again thx to xiao quan! yay! been ages since i last saw my tube so full!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok so the next blog post i shall try to have pics up! :D bye ppl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-7398107060500521637?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7398107060500521637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=7398107060500521637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/7398107060500521637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/7398107060500521637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/06/ok-so-lifes-been-awesome-lately-got-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-2787505812910585065</id><published>2010-05-29T00:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T00:48:28.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stop thinking about what was, and what might be. The past is history, the future is a mystery, and the present is a gift. Thats why its called Present.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love this!! (: awesomes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-2787505812910585065?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/2787505812910585065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=2787505812910585065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/2787505812910585065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/2787505812910585065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/05/stop-thinking-about-what-was-and-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-5138902725795392625</id><published>2010-05-18T23:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T00:00:37.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;" Courage is not the absence of fear. But rather the judgement that something else is more important than fear. The brave may not live forever. But the cautious do not live at all. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-Princess Diaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-5138902725795392625?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5138902725795392625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=5138902725795392625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/5138902725795392625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/5138902725795392625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/05/courage-is-not-absence-of-fear.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-1219069674718665451</id><published>2010-05-17T01:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T01:45:15.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok here's a quickie!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;spent the whole day packing my room today. most if it is neat now. left some small area. gonna cont another day. shifted my studying stuff over to the study room and created a lil study/work area for myself. v conducive i must say. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;side note: my coloured contacts arrived at the door on thurs! happiness! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-1219069674718665451?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1219069674718665451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=1219069674718665451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/1219069674718665451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/1219069674718665451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/05/quickie.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-2060034158161306416</id><published>2010-05-12T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T23:45:28.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh! and there was a giant thunder/rain cloud looming above the blocks at my hse area which included my block when i was walking home. damn scary i tell you! covered the whole sky. and it had lightning shooting outta it. i swear i had a great fear of getting shot cos i was the only tall moving walking living thing around. i think everyone was hiding at home. the lightning were all shot out damn near me la! like damn bright flash right in my eyeballs kinda bright. and each of them the thunder followed less than 1 sec after. can you imagine how close the lightning must have been from me?!?! scary shit i tell you.. not good being tall.. not good at all.. ):&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;ps: i blogged this to the club blog by accident just now. so smart jasmine. so smart.. =.=&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-2060034158161306416?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/2060034158161306416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=2060034158161306416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/2060034158161306416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/2060034158161306416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-and-there-was-giant-thunderrain.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-616449513464778033</id><published>2010-05-12T23:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T23:35:55.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yoyoyoo!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headache, feverish, sudden coldness/hotness, blocked nose, runny nose, chest pain, breathless, light-headedness, giddy dizzy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats how i've been feeling since ytr. bad bad bad. im sick/ gonna be sick sia.. promised my mama that if i go for training today i cant shoot. so i didnt. halfway through suddenly couldnt breathe properly. dizzy dizzy headache chestpain. aaron and fio kept saying i was gonna die soon. but they were both v nice and sweet being there for me asking if i was ok. (: selvin came to me and asked if i was gonna die. and i said "nonsense" muuuhahaha! he likes to call me nonsense. so i used it against him. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm am still having fever now. but dont wanna see doc nor take panadol.. so sick of taking panadol. i think i take too much panadol in my lifetime that now it has no effect anymore. I SHALL RECOVER NATURALLY!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got tutorials to do for tmr's class. ): so saddening. but i shall do it! see ya soon non-existent bloggie readers! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-616449513464778033?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/616449513464778033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=616449513464778033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/616449513464778033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/616449513464778033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/05/yoyoyoo-headache-feverish-sudden.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-6734314237863984134</id><published>2010-05-08T23:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T23:26:07.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>awesomes!! i have a new phone with a data plan now. happy ttm but shant boast too much bout it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met mom at amk hub after training today. bought phone and went for dinner. queued for ONE HOUR for a table at soup restaurant before managing to sit down. waited 30 mins for the food to come. luckily the food was nice and the portions were good. but we ordered a tad too much for us two to finish. even got desserts. though it was wayyy to sweet for my liking. am officially bloated. like my tummy's skin can ripe open any time or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got home and decided to explore my phone. then i read the contract and got into shock cos the contract said that i no longer have unlimited smses cos i changed my plan!!! freaked out like mad and searched online for a number to call. singtel's website sucks!!! couldnt find anything so i called the trusty 1626. talked to the operator. relieved i tell you. oh so happy! I STILL HAVE UNLIMITED SMSES!!! YES AH! ^^ swear the CSO i talked to she's damn nice. damn calm even though i know i was fierce and freaking out on the phone. she managed to calm me down and make me feel very secure! love her to bits! if i could do a survey on her i'd give her damn good results! reminds me of bsc sia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gonna charge my phone overnight today and play with it tmr! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-6734314237863984134?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6734314237863984134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=6734314237863984134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/6734314237863984134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/6734314237863984134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/05/awesomes-i-have-new-phone-with-data.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-3453947531662714805</id><published>2010-05-07T13:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T12:14:17.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yoyoyo! im currently in the club room alone using fiomomo's lappie. i know i should be studying but i really have no mood to. ): what to do... but i have to start soon. real soon. cos i have 2 tests tmr which i know if i dont study i can v confidently say i will fail. gg laaaa... ):&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fiomomo and foofoo got IB presentation later. JIAYOU! though i know none of them will see this. but i'm bored!! so pardon my nonsense. zomg reminds me of selvin. HA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;naz damn smart forgot to bring hp to sch today! where's jr? im bored...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OHOH!!! im meeting sandy for lunch in sch later at 1pm!!! so happy ttm la! havent seen that girl in ages! damn im hungry already. think its cos of the 6 nuggets i had for dinner last night. hmmmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gah! if you havent yet noticed this is actually a very very random blog post generated out of pure boredom! pffft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok bye internet peeps! imma gonna force myself to study now. tortureeeee!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-3453947531662714805?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/3453947531662714805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=3453947531662714805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/3453947531662714805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/3453947531662714805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/05/yoyoyo-im-currently-in-club-room-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-7057958351714416349</id><published>2010-05-07T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T13:36:01.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>#!@$#Q@#$@!#%#@$@$!@#!@#$!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-7057958351714416349?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7057958351714416349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=7057958351714416349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/7057958351714416349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/7057958351714416349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/05/q-arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-2912346616479408992</id><published>2010-05-06T22:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T22:08:17.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mama just made me take 2 bananas to eat cos they're gonna rot soon. judging by how soft they are i dare not hold them in my hands to eat. so they're on a plate now next to me in my room. but they look wayyyyy to mushy to tempt me to gobble them down.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my room is starting to smell like bananas. drats. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-2912346616479408992?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/2912346616479408992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=2912346616479408992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/2912346616479408992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/2912346616479408992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/05/mama-just-made-me-take-2-bananas-to-eat.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-6989616182165455053</id><published>2010-05-06T01:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T01:35:21.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>勇气不是天生的。是一点一滴累积成的。不管几岁，女生的爱情就是比男生多了一些不勇敢。在男生眼里就是称作想太多。她的不勇敢，是因为太重视他了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-6989616182165455053?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6989616182165455053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=6989616182165455053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/6989616182165455053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/6989616182165455053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-4973435825707062737</id><published>2010-05-05T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T23:43:31.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a day of sia suay-ness. had lec at 9am but marvelous me woke up at 8.55am. how nice. so i msged farhana to tell her i wasnt gonna go for lec. then i went back to slp after i set my alarm, thinking i had a lil more time to waste. then i woke up at 10.30am. me said to myself "woa just nice go shower and cab to sch for 11.10am lesson" reached the classroom at 11.15am. walked in quickly and wanted to sit down. then i realised everyone was staring at me. and then i turned to look at the teacher.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T: why are you late? did you have something on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: (thinking no point finding excuses, so..) erm no i'm just late. just erm late yea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T: okay.. i dont know if i should mark you present or not cos its been one hour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: O.O one hour?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T: did you think the lesson starts at 11?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: erm.. yea...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T: well take a seat. dont do it again next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanted to kill myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i felt the whole class' eyeballs on me and i felt so embarrassed of myself. i wanted to find a hole to hide. yi ling was like gesturing to me that my face was damn red. T.T OF COURSE LA!!! super ps you know!!!! T.T sigh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway heard something cool on the radio just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: the weather's so hot today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B: YEA! but i think it rained in the afternoon right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: no way! of course that wasnt rain! the weather was so hot that even the clouds were sweating!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ROFL!!! damn funny! muttons rock la! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-4973435825707062737?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4973435825707062737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=4973435825707062737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/4973435825707062737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/4973435825707062737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/05/today-was-day-of-sia-suay-ness.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-4826038925144403986</id><published>2010-05-05T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T00:12:31.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>" do you know what's the difference when men and women lie? men lie to make themselves feel better. women lie to make the other party feel better. we choose to lie cos we don't want to hurt those we care for. we don't mean to lie. we just don't have the courage to hurt you. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-4826038925144403986?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4826038925144403986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=4826038925144403986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/4826038925144403986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/4826038925144403986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/05/do-you-know-whats-difference-when-men.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-4991064808908450684</id><published>2010-05-04T22:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T22:22:06.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;imma bored imma bored. imma imma imma bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;sch's started. there's work to be done and brain cells to be abused. wish me luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-4991064808908450684?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4991064808908450684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=4991064808908450684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/4991064808908450684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/4991064808908450684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/05/imma-bored-imma-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-3254492282212167893</id><published>2010-05-02T19:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T19:56:33.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;went to barrage for the first time ytr with aaron, yiyu, jr, selvin and alan. was a day of a lot of firsts. was my first time going to marina barrage. first time having a picnic. first time flying kite. first time getting a sun burn on my face with the shape of my awesome white shades. aaron claims i look like a celebrity with shades on. anyway was a fun day of sun. we got 2 kites one was a bright orange bat kite. another was a classic rainbow kite. the rainbow kite refused to fly. we also had loads of fun with frisbee. (: we bought wayyy too much food that we had to split them and da bao food home. LOL! ok peekchas time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/S91nsneNm1I/AAAAAAAAANQ/lTBLK_tu6NA/s1600/DSC05308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/S91nsneNm1I/AAAAAAAAANQ/lTBLK_tu6NA/s320/DSC05308.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466639538905258834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/S91nsGULZLI/AAAAAAAAANI/BmqG81k_-_E/s1600/DSC05309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/S91nsGULZLI/AAAAAAAAANI/BmqG81k_-_E/s320/DSC05309.JPG" border="0" alt="" 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466639511576224450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/S91nqvxrYbI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Gb1FZ-28MTc/s1600/DSC05323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/S91nqvxrYbI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Gb1FZ-28MTc/s320/DSC05323.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466639506774647218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-3254492282212167893?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/3254492282212167893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=3254492282212167893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/3254492282212167893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/3254492282212167893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/05/went-to-barrage-for-first-time-ytr-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/S91nsneNm1I/AAAAAAAAANQ/lTBLK_tu6NA/s72-c/DSC05308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-8079185851089923322</id><published>2010-05-01T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T00:46:51.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>saying "its ok", "cheer up", "sayang" to others when you yourself need it is just.. so torturing. esp right now. i have nothing more to add.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-8079185851089923322?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/8079185851089923322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=8079185851089923322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/8079185851089923322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/8079185851089923322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/05/saying-its-ok-cheer-up-sayang-to-others.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-6417790095170892355</id><published>2010-04-30T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T01:12:05.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>moms are supposed to make their daughters feel better. but why does mine do otherwise..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are friends who are really good at making you laugh. there are friends who are really good at making you smile. and there are friends who dont really know how to cheer you up except to be by your side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even though the ones who make you laugh and smile are capable of making your mood hit the moon but when you need them they might not be there for you. and then you start wondering. what happened to their promises. what happened to their claims of wanting to always be there for you when you're down. are they all lies? when this happens, they're also capable of making your mood hit pit bottom. from moon to the ground. thats a very long fall. painful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if thats the case, i'd rather have my friends who are not so able to make me laugh as hard. cos even though they lose in that aspect, they're always there for you. they cant do much, they cant say much, but they're always there for you. whenever you need them. they never ignore you or leave you in the lurch crying to yourself whenever you're feeling hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for that, i love you fiofio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-6417790095170892355?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6417790095170892355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=6417790095170892355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/6417790095170892355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/6417790095170892355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/04/moms-are-supposed-to-make-their.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-7682873151794464545</id><published>2010-04-10T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T01:58:36.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HELLO!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm back after 1 month of not blogging! miss me anyone? doubt so. doubt anyone would even see this post. ): i have come to realise and accept the fact that no one reads my blog. except fio but think now she wont bother cos i seldom blog. and aaron (so he claims. anyhow one i bet.) this is also one of the reasons why i have no motivation to blog. cos i see it pointless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyhow i'm gonna blog anyway. after one whole semester of TEP, BSC-MSC-Classical, i have finally completed it!!! last presentation was on thurs. which also marked the end of my 2nd year in NYP. but! i failed biz finance so not really counted eh? oh well its some kinda milestone anyhow. starting to miss man man, atricia, jeff, ops ppl basically, and the other outlets ppl too.. i even miss ms ching and ms edwina lim. OMG! ahahaha! i wanna go out with what lil hols i have left before finance starts on 19 apr!! ): why must pathetic yr 2's sch start so early?!!?! DAMN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;today fio took halfday leave and she came to my hse! we cooked some rather failed noodles cos we were too distracted by everything else, and painted our nails pink! awesomes!&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohoh!!! and i wore my awesome colour contacts today yo! sterling grey ftw! ^^ gonna wear again for training later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;later at 830am we'll be working on our club crawl booth thingies. as fio would put it, "so sexciting yo!!" and yes i meant to spell it that way. (: paint and brushes and cutting and pasting and colours and fun! sandy's coming!! ^^ awesomeness shit! too bad jaz jaz couldnt make it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and why am i still awake and blogging at this time u might ask? well idk. good ques. just had a random urge to blog i guess? weeheheee wakakaaaa!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so having blogged, i am gonna go off to bed! well technically that doesnt make sense cos i'm already sitting on my bed. so all i need to do is lie down. HA! naise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;byebye! xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-7682873151794464545?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7682873151794464545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=7682873151794464545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/7682873151794464545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/7682873151794464545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/04/hello-im-back-after-1-month-of-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-2155409776680692936</id><published>2010-03-02T21:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:40:25.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm just went for a clubbing session on sat at supper club. totally hated it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lately been thinking if i should stop clubbing. cos somehow its so tiring. i'm so sick of having to lie to my mom all the time about going clubbing as some chalet session. and i'm so sick of having to spend so much $ only to get myself in a crazy state. and i think its really bad for my health. like the liver and all. and i find myself feeling all tired and screwed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;besides.. whats so fun there.. u drink u dance u sweat. and most of the times the music aint even that nice. cos i mean rnb is nice but i'm more of an oldies slow jazz, blues, and aiya the slow soothing kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;idk. lately my brain's been working a lot. its so gonna get muscles soon. idk what i want in life. i got lotsa things to think about. dunno how to put them in words. sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-2155409776680692936?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/2155409776680692936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=2155409776680692936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/2155409776680692936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/2155409776680692936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/03/hmmm-just-went-for-clubbing-session-on.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-96796672472599207</id><published>2010-02-07T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T23:23:18.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my phone died. it literally died on me. all the buttons except the number pad and hang up button dont work. doesnt sound that bad right? but imagine this. without the menu key how to get to the menu? without the application and up and down keys how to get to alarm? without the pick up key how to pick up call? so basically the phone doesnt serve any purpose to me other than sit on the table, eat up battery, and irritate me to death upon the sight of it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i have done all things normal ppl would do under such circumstances which is to post on fb and on msn about y phone being dead and that no one should sms me cos i cant read them anyway. however, i dont get why some ppl still insist on going ahead to send me a sms. so smart. waste $ only. and piss me even more cos i see the sms come in but i cant do nuts about it! cant open cant read cant reply. damn u lousy sony erricson phone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i went to research on phones i wanna get. at first i was really into iphone. but! too ex. next was omnia 2. also too ex cos my mom gimme low low budget. so i thought samsung jet. like omnia 2 leh slightly diff only. but! go to phone shop realised my line havent reach 12 mths so cant buy phone. damn it asshole website nv write!!!! for those who have received my sms-es tonight and are wondering why.. let me show u what i'm using.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mobilerainbow.org/images/mobiles/sony-ericsson-w910i-Gold-white-1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;this horrible pok phone that everyone thought was so damn chio and went to buy. only to realise how pro it is at breaking down and shutting down on you. thats when everyone started to curse it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i'm using this now. my mom's old phone. and yes it does live up to its name. every few mins it'll go blank and shut down in the middle of me doing something. well at least its smart enough to turn on by itself a few secs after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;marvelous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-96796672472599207?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/96796672472599207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=96796672472599207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/96796672472599207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/96796672472599207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-phone-died.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-1129211979672147900</id><published>2010-02-03T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T23:29:18.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>update. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fuck you mom. i went to tell her nicely that i'd pack my room over the weekend. but no. before i could explain anything to her she assumed the worst and started screaming at me. talking to a woman like her is like talking to a wall. no. worse than talking to a wall. cos at least the wall wouldnt suddenly come and bang me when i've only said 3 words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not only she refused to listen to me, she even screamed!?!?!! wtf is this! and just blocks me out of her head i swear! then she digs up old stories about how i'm irresponsible and all. when those cases are her fault cos she went to arrange things without asking me if i can make it. then she says that its my fault for not being able to make it. then she goes on to blame me for making time only for my own activities such as friend's parties and gatherings and going to fio's hse next tues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have a life you know. i'm sorry if she doesnt have a social life. but its not my fault that she is a high strung woman who doesnt know how to socialize and make friends and be nice to ppl and be likable. its not my fault she has no friends to hang out with. thats her own disability. i have tried throughout the yrs to ask her to go for more social gatherings go hang out more. i have also on many occasions turned down my friends to stay home with her cos i didnt want her to feel alone. just cos i didnt brag in her face about it doesnt mean i didnt think of her. and all she does is go complain, in my presence, to her friends about how unfilial and horrible a child i am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks mom. you're the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-1129211979672147900?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1129211979672147900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=1129211979672147900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/1129211979672147900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/1129211979672147900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/02/update.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-1737650735483729731</id><published>2010-02-03T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T23:17:55.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LALALA!! so SP open's over and i didnt win a nut. but fio won 2 awards! congrats! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately have been bored to death at home every night. so many outings so many missed. clarence's bday party is this fri and freaking mom doesnt allow me to go. msc cheers ppl having a kbox outing on fri too. and i'm invited. but since i cant go for clarence's party it means i cant go to this one too. this sucks. my mom wants me to stay home and pack my room. but wth! i have afternoon shift. i'd come back at dinner time and will stone throughout the night anyway. she making me stay home wont make a diff what! ok shall go reason with her now and see what she says. omg smart me! wish me luck! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-1737650735483729731?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1737650735483729731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=1737650735483729731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/1737650735483729731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/1737650735483729731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/02/lalala-so-sp-opens-over-and-i-didnt-win.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-1477434160742913854</id><published>2010-01-28T21:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T22:16:52.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;havent been blogging for damn damn long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway. been going archery training quite often as of late. sp open is this sat and sun. well the sun part is only relevant if i get into iko and tko. been trying to train hard so that i dont let fio and benji down. dont wanna bring their score avg down. so many teams this time round. its gonna be difficult to get into tko.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wanted to do some fletching just now cos most of my arrows are missing a fletch. and then i rmb-ed i didnt buy super glue. and i have none at home. pfft. gotta go to sch early tmr to buy the glue and do the fletching there. cos fio needs the jig tmr. boohoo. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.frenchfriends.info/files/funny_soccer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;found this pic online. hilarious shit!!!! see la! all boys out there. play soccer some more la. AHAHAHAHAA! aaron, bing xiong, gao wei, and benji... dont say i didnt give warning! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-1477434160742913854?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1477434160742913854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=1477434160742913854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/1477434160742913854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/1477434160742913854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2010/01/havent-been-blogging-for-damn-damn-long.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-4972495649733243913</id><published>2009-11-17T19:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T19:40:15.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so pissed. i feel so irritated. my mom just got back from US and its only the first day she's back. but the moment i get back from sch she has to pick a fight. start screaming non stop even when i'm talking to her nicely. wtf?! and apparently i have no right to get angry at her for screaming at me non stop. what fucking logic is this?!?!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just read my sis's blog after not visiting there for quite some time. and there she wrote about how her r/s with my mom is at its best now. i fucking hate this. cos the r/s that my mom and i have isnt exactly fantastic. i mean ok i'm pissed at her now so maybe i'm saying this. but really! i'm so pissed at her! i'm 18 this yr and why the hell is my curfew 10pm?!?!!!!!! and the way she talks to me is like as though i'm her prisoner and i have to listen to her every &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;order&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. WTF! i dont HAVE to listen to her can! i can just fuck it and heck care her la! maybe i havent done the best as a daughter. but i have tried very hard to. given the fucking horrible environment i grew up with. and seriously considering all factors i really did turn out pretty well as a person. but my mom just thinks i'm such a horrible shit. she never ever gives me credit for anything i do or achieve. nothing is ever good enough. seriously. whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fuck my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-4972495649733243913?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4972495649733243913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=4972495649733243913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/4972495649733243913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/4972495649733243913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-so-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-7284279730223111794</id><published>2009-10-25T20:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T21:10:34.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>currently am very sick. very very sick. doc says i'm a suspected case of h1n1. just that cos no one does the test to confirm it anymore so she didnt run the test for me. been sick since fri. sat my fever went down ready. but somehow my fever went up to 39.3 last night. took half my life. i was like semi unconscious. i can only rmb my mom coming into my room many times and stuffing the thermometer into my mouth a few times. and some med i think. not too sure. too sick to rmb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been told by the doc to stay at home till i'm totally well. which kinda sucks cos we finally have work to do at BSC but now i cant help out. :( and also my research on freaking banking &amp;amp; finance is not done.. and i can only do it in sch cos i have to use special websites only accessable in sch. which seriously sucks ttm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cant get out of the house. if i ever ever have to go out (which is highly discouraged) i'd have to wear a mask. freaking mask! that day after i saw the doc the doc made me wear one. so when i was walking home, everyone siam-ed me like i had air transmitable aids or something! one guy was looking at the floor and he looked up and saw me he machiam siamed me 1m and almost banged into the fruit stall behind. just like what ah lian said "stupid ignorant singaporeans" HUMPH! dumb ppl... and so insensitive too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah... my nose is sooooo stuck. T.T and i feel like a dragon breathing fire... and my eyes made up of fire balls... so red and hot la... high fever, headache, body ache, weak limbs, cough till chest pain, sore throat, runny nose, occasional nose bleed... i feel like dying. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current temperature: 38.1 (considered good already. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update: i think if i cont coughing this way my lungs would fly outta my mouth soon. oh and my voice now is 90% air, 10% air :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-7284279730223111794?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7284279730223111794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=7284279730223111794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/7284279730223111794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/7284279730223111794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/10/currently-am-very-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-4201909789741265585</id><published>2009-09-06T21:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T21:43:25.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just finished watching 27 Dresses on HBO. wasnt the first time i watched it but i still felt immensely moved by the movie. somehow it just touches me how Jane, after all the shit she's been through in life, finally finds her prince charming. i know its a typical story line. but i still love it. love the actors and the way they bring life to the characters hence adding lotsa colour to the movie.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe another reason why i enjoyed watching the movie so much is cos i was kinda emo earlier today. lotsa things running through my head. i find it amazing how fast ppl's actions/behaviour change; how they can at one point of time make u feel so loved and suddenly make u feel so invisible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel so angry and deceived. why is it that when problems appear u run and avoid. why cant we sit down and try to work things through. and now i have a constant fear of u going back to that someone. i feel like grabbing u and scolding u really bad. but i cant bring myself to and i know there's no point in it. i've cried and now its enough. i shall move on. its not worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for those who are wondering if this is about a break up? yes it is. and i am well aware of those occasional spammers who come and say lame stuff on my tagboard thinking i dont know who they are; but actually i'm well aware. if they wanna spam and attempt to mock my situation then go ahead i dont give a shit they'll just get deleted without getting a response.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm this is one of those times where i find my bloggie really lovely and dear to me. cos somehow i just feel emotional and a need to speak my mind regardless who or if anyone even reads this. HA! is this an angry post? nope. just one where i feel like talking bout how i feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well. been trying to keep myself occupied. afterall, it is the holidays! mightly holidays!! ever since my last paper... went basil's hse for K, went out with girlfriends, went K with classmates, went for hair cut with fiofio, accompanied fiofio and jaz for job interview, went for dinner with classmates, went dinner, chilled, and camwhored with cx and dear shermy, went for chalet with pal friends, and of course archery trainings. and the hols have just begun!! woohoo! check out my fb for pics. me am too lazy to loads them here too cos then i'd be doing things twice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm whats ahead for the hols? more outings, more chalets, more girlfriends, more great friends, mom overseas, stay overs, overnight mahjong, hanging out, chilling, drinking, and having a hell of a time! this hols jasmine chua is gonna have a fucking great time and no one can stop me man!!! WOOHOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-4201909789741265585?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4201909789741265585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=4201909789741265585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/4201909789741265585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/4201909789741265585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-finished-watching-27-dresses-on.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-298941628029687361</id><published>2009-08-15T00:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T00:20:00.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont wanna know. wish i had no feelings no emotions. wish i couldnt feel anything. life would be so much easier. wish i was dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-298941628029687361?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/298941628029687361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=298941628029687361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/298941628029687361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/298941628029687361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-dont-wanna-know.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-8394573472581118922</id><published>2009-08-15T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T00:16:55.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i see my little emotions running and flying everywhere. i wanna catch them and grab them out of the air but its useless. they keep getting away from me. wild. they're not allowing me to control them. even the biggest net wont help. nothing can. nothing will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-8394573472581118922?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/8394573472581118922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=8394573472581118922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/8394573472581118922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/8394573472581118922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-see-my-little-emotions-running-and.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-958475669569032998</id><published>2009-08-13T11:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T11:21:30.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BORED...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basil fio and i in pal room now. none of us are studying. HAHAHA!! and our purpose of staying here is to study.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate studying seriously.. and like wa lao... DAMN FUCKING BORED CAN!!!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;law is tmr and its like freaking 60%. SIXTY PERCENT!!! lee yuen yuen had better not be the marker for my paper. if not i sure FAIL. cos that idiot dunno how to maek papers one la. he mark 10 mark ques can only explain to us where the 3 marks are from. the other 7 marks all just disappear into thin air. marvelous... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stressssssssss. i wanna have super power determination and suuuper duper brain power. BUT! i dont think its possible.. MEH! =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-958475669569032998?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/958475669569032998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=958475669569032998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/958475669569032998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/958475669569032998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/08/bored.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-4743095425290148104</id><published>2009-08-10T15:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T15:37:03.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at basil's hse now trying to study. note the word used here is TRYING. i have yet to accomplish anything big yet... lol. havent even cleared one lec. =.= epic fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fio's the most hardworking one.. think she studied the most today... sian sia!!!!! I HATE HAVING TO STUDY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basil's hse damn small sia... the living room is the size of my kitchen before we modified it... LOL epic funny la!! damn sian now. seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing you... why cant you understand..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-4743095425290148104?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4743095425290148104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=4743095425290148104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/4743095425290148104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/4743095425290148104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/08/at-basils-hse-now-trying-to-study.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-5274654218976256109</id><published>2009-08-10T01:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T02:12:32.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are coming up soon. my first paper is BIZ LAW on fri. so screwed i have yet to start studying!!!!! hahha! EPIC! gonna study in pal room tmr from 930am till 930pm. hope it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm been going for archery training quite often recently. well at least more often as compared to last time. HAA! this year's juniors all damn rich kids sia!!!! all buy metal bow... still got ppl buy TF riser!!!! jealous... my mom doesnt want me to buy new bow. so i cant upgrade to metal. GRRRR.... oh well but quite true la i dont need a metal bow cos i dont compete often and i dont go training often... *self consoling* gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... archery juniors are nice!! fun too!!! but i only know a few of them leh... the rest all dunno hahaa!!! =.= why this year all guys!!! the girls only got... 1? and she's non-competitive. sian... =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-5274654218976256109?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5274654218976256109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=5274654218976256109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/5274654218976256109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/5274654218976256109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-exams-are-coming-up-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-8810594252573079267</id><published>2009-07-20T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T01:08:36.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm recently i found out a few things. i can be very patient, understanding, gentle. i actually do have a ticklish spot which i am not telling where, only someone knows. and i like how it feels to be in love. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to do mani and pedi with mom today after jap class. was her first time doing she was so suaku! haha! like getting amazed at everything. and of course mom paid for it! weee! so now my toe nails and finger nails are all chilli red. =D had sushi tei for lunch. uuuuber filling. then dinner had pepper lunch but i spammed too much honey garlic sauce then it was tooo salty like eat ready will get kidney failure. so i lost my appetite and didnt eat much. wasted man.. all the cheese.. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm monday shall be a happy day! miss you! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-8810594252573079267?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/8810594252573079267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=8810594252573079267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/8810594252573079267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/8810594252573079267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/07/hmmm-recently-i-found-out-few-things.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-6813466936943568710</id><published>2009-07-13T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T22:22:31.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm i feel happy and damn sweet right now! feel like sharing my joy with the whole world!!!! i'm going crazy! hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm oh ya! one more good thing to be happy about is that.. i think i'm losing weight. recently my appetite hasn't been good so i'm not eating a lot. which has made me kinda lost weight i guess. today there was presentation and i wore formal. just 3 or 4 weeks ago when i wore the same skirt for debates it was fitting like just nice. but today it felt much looser! sooo i conclude i've become thinner! only slightly though. BUT! its still worth cheering! ^ ^ weee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall aim to loose more weight! ooooh yea! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-6813466936943568710?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6813466936943568710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=6813466936943568710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/6813466936943568710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/6813466936943568710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/07/hmmm-i-feel-happy-and-damn-sweet-right.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-6896959349124065371</id><published>2009-07-11T00:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T00:39:57.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life is sweet right now. even though at times its bitter. but i'm still happy. and i'll keep smiling for as long as i can. i hope things get better. for now, i can only wish...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-6896959349124065371?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6896959349124065371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=6896959349124065371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/6896959349124065371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/6896959349124065371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-is-sweet-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-6397702590575367977</id><published>2009-06-29T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T22:35:42.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why is it that the guy u like never ever likes u back whereas useless random ppl always end up liking u for no reason. as if being so tall isnt big enough a problem.. marvelous.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-6397702590575367977?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6397702590575367977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=6397702590575367977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/6397702590575367977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/6397702590575367977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-is-it-that-guy-u-like-never-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-5168779183933573644</id><published>2009-06-13T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T00:39:56.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i ended up going out with raymond and reyner. i was supposed to go out with them plus shiying and brian at first until things got mixed up and i was told we're not going out ready. but i had already lied to my mom telling her i'd be home late and if i ended up going home early it'll be like weird and she'll know somehtings up. so i asked hannah out instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but while i was stoning in pal room those idiots told me they still wanna go out just that brian and shiying cant come along. so i went dinner with them in the end. so lame right? i know.. why am i even blogging about this anyway? LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we ate at Ding Tai Fung and ray offered to pay for part of my bill. MIRACLE! the guys were damn nice today. so weird... then we chated from like i think 6 plus till 10pm. then homed. rey waited for my bus with me. another miracle! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its finally the hols but i dont feel the holiday spirit. there're 3 projs to do and so many events to plan. not forgeting that my mon, tues, and wed of the first wk would be taken away from me by the events management workshop... GAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later at 9am there's the cleaning of pal room and at 12pm there's the YOG volunteers thingy at expo... busy busy busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom insists that i go shopping with her on sun for my super super SUPER belated birthday present. (note: my bday was in nov) its been like what? 7 months?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. no matter how i look at it, this hols still seem like a dread to me. oh well what can i expect...... BOOHOOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-5168779183933573644?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5168779183933573644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=5168779183933573644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/5168779183933573644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/5168779183933573644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-i-ended-up-going-out-with-raymond.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-5791256946832688581</id><published>2009-06-12T15:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T00:26:17.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm like hiding in the pal room right now. just now ponned mkting tut cos wanted to finish efma so by the time we were done with efma it was too late to go tut. so here i am waiting for hannah's lessons to end at 6pm cos i dun wanna go home. its finally the hols man. i dont wanna just go home like some lame shit person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i'd get some peace in pal room but apparently some idiots are playing games outside and they're fucking noisy. feel like screaming at them to shut the fuck up. but this is a school and its common property so wth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so sian recently. pal's freaking busy and i hardly have any time for myself. i used to think having time for myself isnt very impt but ever since i've gotten so busy with sch and pal i really think alone time is really impt. last time i'd think being alone is sooo sad case and i hated it. but now i find it ok. maybe its a self esteem thing but who cares i just wanna have more alone time. without random ppl calling me up to ask about things or ask me to do things, without my mom screaming at me about stuff around house, and without irritating childish shit ppl screaming non stop outside the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont get me wrg i still wanna have fun and still know how to have fun. i havent turned into a boring shit human. its just that sometimes when u wanna have some peace u find that its such a difficult thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.... why are some things so difficult? =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-5791256946832688581?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5791256946832688581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=5791256946832688581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/5791256946832688581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/5791256946832688581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-like-hiding-in-pal-room-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-2449500722634674737</id><published>2009-06-11T02:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T02:27:22.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg.... i just saw a post on msn.com saying that adam lambert has admited that he is gay!!! and apparently he has a boyfriend. i dont know what to think of it. so weird.......................! i mean he's cool and hot and his singing is marvelous hmmm but just didnt expect him to really be gay. but must really give it to him for being so open bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'm gonna go slp. nights world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-2449500722634674737?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/2449500722634674737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=2449500722634674737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/2449500722634674737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/2449500722634674737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/06/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-1771213858055598345</id><published>2009-05-30T23:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T23:11:35.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;recently i feel totally bump-ed out by this certain thing which is resulting in me feeling this certain way. and it kinda sucks cos certain things arent going the certain way i want them to. and no matter how many times i think things out they still wont improve or wont budge. you know how irritating it is when things dont get worse/improve? they just stay there. smacked right in the middle of my path. making me super frustrated and no matter how much strength i use to lift/kick/smack/push/pull/box it, the stupid smack just refuses to budge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-1771213858055598345?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1771213858055598345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=1771213858055598345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/1771213858055598345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/1771213858055598345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/05/recently-i-feel-totally-bump-ed-out-by.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-1295128483335855413</id><published>2009-05-30T02:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T02:46:53.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i was chatting on msn with my sis ytr bout random stuff and OMG she called me a DINOSAUR!! she said i dont blog/fb often enough. according to her i should probably blog everyday and fb AT LEAST 3 TIMES A DAY. the woman's mad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this all started cos i didnt blog about my new hp. so here it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341316191982805682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SiAqxvAtYrI/AAAAAAAAAL8/4BDEx_JRhn4/s320/sony-w705-phone.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;its a w705 in passionate red. the keypad is red too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;soooo. the reason why i wasnt jumping up and down and super eager to blog and spread the word bout my new hp was cos it wasnt exactly my first choice. it was like my idk what choice. i wanted a touchscreen phone like super badly but my mom has this dumb theory saying that she and i have &lt;em&gt;fat fingers&lt;/em&gt; and ppl with &lt;em&gt;fat fingers&lt;/em&gt; shouldnt be using touch screen. i was like wth?!?!?! hannah has a touch screen phone and i've played with it and my &lt;em&gt;fat fingers&lt;/em&gt; work perfectly fine on the device thank you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm slowly learning to love my phone but the thought of having to use it for 2 yrs kinda sucks cos i bet one yr from now keypad phones would probably be super uncool. like SUPER uncool.... GAH!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh wth... i have 4 tests next week which includes jap (oh the horror...) and one week left till pal camp which is on 5-6 june which is the coming fri and sat and the recce for the camp and the recce for the other pal events and the booths for the camp and there are ppl who are still slacking and there's so much not done and the planning comm is going mad and so am i. HAHAHAHAAHAAAAAA!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;marvelous......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-1295128483335855413?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1295128483335855413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=1295128483335855413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/1295128483335855413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/1295128483335855413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-was-chatting-on-msn-with-my-sis-ytr.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SiAqxvAtYrI/AAAAAAAAAL8/4BDEx_JRhn4/s72-c/sony-w705-phone.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-8971012674846239481</id><published>2009-05-22T16:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T17:36:25.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i swear i hate dorren tang. she sucks.... the only good thing about her is she allows us to eat chips in class which isnt anything big. MEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siannnn eddy just peeked at my screen. bad boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish lesson to end fast. i wanna go home and sleep! i only slept 2 hrs today la. was totally sleeping in mkting lec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a complaining post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE DOREEN TANG!!!! why am i her module rep!!!!! suayyyyyy-ness!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-8971012674846239481?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/8971012674846239481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=8971012674846239481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/8971012674846239481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/8971012674846239481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-swear-i-hate-dorren-tang.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-3202422273171983032</id><published>2009-05-22T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T16:54:54.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;FREE READING UP FOR GRABS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338568819365833970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/ShZoDmdG7PI/AAAAAAAAAL0/G5xT8ZUXDfw/s320/omg!!1!+hammie.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after months of being a private blog, i've decided to open up my blog again!!! YAY-ness!!!! =D sooooooo.... read away ppl!!! WEE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-3202422273171983032?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/3202422273171983032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=3202422273171983032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/3202422273171983032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/3202422273171983032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/05/free-reading-up-for-grabs-after-months.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/ShZoDmdG7PI/AAAAAAAAAL0/G5xT8ZUXDfw/s72-c/omg!!1!+hammie.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-7082013186650846468</id><published>2009-05-22T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T16:26:19.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sian.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally ponned all my lessons from 11am-4pm today.. i seriously need to stop ponning lessons now. last night i was counting my gpa and i realised that if i wanna go uni i have to work uber hard from now on. i feel like dying... regret regret and regret...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-7082013186650846468?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7082013186650846468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=7082013186650846468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/7082013186650846468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/7082013186650846468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/05/sian.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-6318542090588716842</id><published>2009-05-20T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T00:08:38.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO PPL!!!!!!!! miss me? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm recently i've been searching for new pwettaye blogskins. really wanna change my blogskin asap. kinda sick of the one i have now. you have no idea how difficult it is to find a blogskin that doesnt look ah lian, or has some lovie dovie msg on it, or has some emo msg, or has some random-dont-make-sense msg. on top of that i have to like the look and feel of it. grrrrr.... horrible shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently i find my life super boring. i dont go out with friends often i dont have exciting activities happening. i have almost nothing to me happy about. what shit life is this. crap crap crap!!!! pffft!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhh anyway i'm considering reopening my blog. the only thing worrying me is idiot spammers... GAH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-6318542090588716842?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6318542090588716842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=6318542090588716842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/6318542090588716842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/6318542090588716842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-ppl-miss-me-d-hmmmm-recently-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-5365251666390102773</id><published>2009-05-05T16:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T16:56:58.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm in dragon lady's lesson right now. feel like ignoring her. well i'm already ignoring her anyway. ah crap. such a wste of my time. she seriously sucks! MEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent updated in a long long time... damn sian...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-5365251666390102773?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5365251666390102773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=5365251666390102773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/5365251666390102773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/5365251666390102773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-in-dragon-ladys-lesson-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-5344271611662697704</id><published>2009-03-07T13:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T14:20:07.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi my dearest friends and bloggie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent blogged in a long long while. exams are over and now its the hols. but this hols are sad for me. i'm interning. my mom got me the job. i'm grateful and all and i'm seriously learning things everyday. but i still cant help but to feel sad. cause i wanna have fun i wanna play i wanna be a normal 17 (well 18 this yr but i'm still 17) yr old. i still think some things shouldnt be rushed. and rushing to join the corperate world is one of them. i'm interning in the HR dept at a major fund management company. so things are pretty serious around here. my colleagues are fun and all but when it comes to work, its damn serious. hmmm made me think of a lot of things though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on top of all these i have to lead the planning for some pal stuff. which i seriously dont have time to. and amongst all these i have to find time to study marketing. i think most of u should know why... so... life is rather sad for me right now. BOOHOO!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with hannah fio jaz and sandra a few times.. well most of them were just meet ups for meals but better than nothing eh? besides, having their company is always fun! laughing and joking and acting like some crazy woman(mostly i'm the crazy woman) with hannah and fio and boy watching with sandra!!! ha!! =D went out with class clique before i started internship. was fun!!! kbox-ed and cycled in the rain! hehehheee!!! sounds cool right? jealous not? MUAHAA! but my fun was short-lived. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and few weeks back shiying intro-ed a super cool spree webbie and i went to shop like mad!!!! conclusion? i bought 9 bags. NINE bags!!!!! WOOHOO!!!!! shiying bought 2/3. one of them was the same as me. we have the same taste! wee! they're gonna arrive in about 3 weeks from now i think. which would be in time for sch reopening. shiying says i'm gonna be like going to a fashion parade everyday with my crazy amount of bags. weeheheee!!! cant wait for them to arrive!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya oh ya!!! starting next week i'll be going to the fully equiped office gym with my mom on every mon wed and fri morning before work to excercise. its part of my marvelous plan to lose weight. hope it seriously works! my mom went to malacca on mon to thurs and she came back with this abs work out dvd! damn funny! the woman talks weird. and she looks overly enthusiastic to the extent she looks kinda scary. with her eyes opened damn big and all. the dvd has 7 routines and she says we'll do one everyday. everyday leh!!!! my muscles will surely ache like mad la!!!! it had better pay off man.. if not i'll be super pissed. not forgeting that i have to wear heels to work every single day.... with all that muscle ache.... OMG!!! nvm! all these are for a better future!!! which consists of a slimmer jasmine!!!!! WOOHOO!!!! u all must look forward to it ok? it will happen one!!! so ah... sherman can stop suaning me!!! Xp oh ya! and must help pray that i dont die before that happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo..... my next few weeks sound super crazy right? BUT!!!!!! that doesnt mean i dont still wanna go out with friends!!! i'm always on for more fun fun FUN!!!!! WEEEEEE!!!!!!!!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-5344271611662697704?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5344271611662697704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=5344271611662697704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/5344271611662697704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/5344271611662697704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi-my-dearest-friends-and-bloggie-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-1102789910372949851</id><published>2009-01-28T01:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T01:48:03.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was just looking through some old posts from xiaxue.blogspot.com and i chanced upon something she wrote which i found rather cool. left me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="style1"&gt;Question 1:&lt;br /&gt;If you knew a woman who was pregnant, who had 8 kids already, three who were deaf, two who were blind, one mentally retarded, and she had syphilis, would you recommend that she have an abortion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the next question before looking at the response for this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question 2:&lt;br /&gt;It is time to elect a new world leader, and only your vote counts. Here are the facts about the three candidates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candidate A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Associates with crooked politicians, and consults with astrologist. He's had two mistresses. He also chain smokes and drinks 8 to 10 martinis a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candidate B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was kicked out of office twice, sleeps until noon, used opium in college and drinks a quart of whiskey every evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candidate C&lt;br /&gt;He is a decorated war hero. He's a vegetarian, doesn't smoke, drinks an occasional beer and never cheated on his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which of these candidates would be your choice? Decide first... no peeking, then scroll down for the response.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candidate A is Franklin D. Roosevelt.&lt;br /&gt;Candidate B is Winston Churchill.&lt;br /&gt;Candidate C is Adolph Hitler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, by the way, on your answer to the abortion question: If you said YES, you just killed Beethoven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty interesting isn't it? Makes a person think before judging someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never be afraid to try something new.&lt;br /&gt;Remember: Amateurs...built the ark.&lt;br /&gt;Professionals...built the Titanic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool huh? this came from xiaxue's blog. who knew? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-1102789910372949851?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1102789910372949851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=1102789910372949851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/1102789910372949851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/1102789910372949851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/was-just-looking-through-some-old-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-3268633779390434656</id><published>2009-01-24T00:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T00:50:46.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>within the last 72 hrs i've slpt less than 10 hrs. according to my mom if a person goes without slp for 3 days, he'll die. thank god i had my less than 10 hrs. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY's approaching yet there's still tests and projs to be done. wed's there's excel Q &amp;amp; A. though i'm quite confident of excel, i'm worried she'll give me the tough ques cause i scored 90 for the last test. thur is eff writing report submission and presentation. based on my grp's current progress i can confidently say we're screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess this yr's cny is gonna be super tiring. not only cause of tests and projs but also cause my family's reunion dinner's held at my house. crazy amt of things to do. my fridge looks like we're stocking up for a war or a famine. i purposely went to take all these pics a while ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SXnwsaN_DQI/AAAAAAAAALM/2rJV_jHQDIY/s1600-h/DSC02867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SXnwsaN_DQI/AAAAAAAAALM/2rJV_jHQDIY/s320/DSC02867.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294527482693618946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;trust me. there are more boxes behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SXnwuvegV3I/AAAAAAAAALU/QWJDz34MvrA/s1600-h/DSC02873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SXnwuvegV3I/AAAAAAAAALU/QWJDz34MvrA/s320/DSC02873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294527522759792498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;crazy crazy crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SXnwvCL4jZI/AAAAAAAAALc/Q7ed4P4Kt5E/s1600-h/DSC02869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SXnwvCL4jZI/AAAAAAAAALc/Q7ed4P4Kt5E/s320/DSC02869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294527527781961106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;who on earth eats so much bee hoon and dang hoon for CNY???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SXnwvZkwqDI/AAAAAAAAALk/5tQD9vNfi34/s1600-h/DSC02870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SXnwvZkwqDI/AAAAAAAAALk/5tQD9vNfi34/s320/DSC02870.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294527534060316722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my mom actually went to buy a whole new set of bowls and plates and what nots just for the relatives to use on CNY =.= come on. recession leh!!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SXnwv-iE3XI/AAAAAAAAALs/ekGFwdMD-bE/s1600-h/DSC02872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SXnwv-iE3XI/AAAAAAAAALs/ekGFwdMD-bE/s320/DSC02872.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294527543981170034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is the super shocker. i came home today to find a super huge bowl of FIFTY MEGASIZED FISHBALLS in the fridge. either my mom has gone mad, or my relatives are fishball-eating pigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-3268633779390434656?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/3268633779390434656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=3268633779390434656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/3268633779390434656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/3268633779390434656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/within-last-72-hrs-ive-slpt-less-than.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SXnwsaN_DQI/AAAAAAAAALM/2rJV_jHQDIY/s72-c/DSC02867.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-6740792800322483160</id><published>2009-01-23T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T01:11:34.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>within the last 60 hrs i've slept only less than 5 hrs. and i'm quite amazed that i can still function normally. right now i've completed my script for tmw's presentation and i'm gonna go print it out. after printing it i can finally go slp. and looking at the time i'm quite amazed. like woa.. i'm gonna get so much slp tonight. lol!!! u're probably thinking i'm mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night world! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-6740792800322483160?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6740792800322483160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=6740792800322483160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/6740792800322483160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/6740792800322483160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/within-last-60-hrs-ive-slept-only-less.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-1831745377495766045</id><published>2009-01-22T23:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T23:57:53.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you either tell me what's going on or just leave me alone. cause you're getting the laughs but i'm all tangled up inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-1831745377495766045?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1831745377495766045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=1831745377495766045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/1831745377495766045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/1831745377495766045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-either-tell-me-whats-going-on-or.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-895072989299795758</id><published>2009-01-21T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T21:01:36.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont want to hate you. but recently your actions are making me dislike you. so please dont do anymore things to make me dislike you even more to the extend that i start to hate you. please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-895072989299795758?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/895072989299795758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=895072989299795758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/895072989299795758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/895072989299795758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-dont-want-to-hate-you.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-3930466586837148033</id><published>2009-01-21T05:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T05:49:08.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh ya. did i mention that today was a weird day? or rather tues. TUES WAS A SUPER WEIRD DAY. not angry not sad not frustrated not bitchy. just... curious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-3930466586837148033?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/3930466586837148033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=3930466586837148033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/3930466586837148033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/3930466586837148033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-ya.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-9204886338385187239</id><published>2009-01-21T05:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T05:40:48.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am i pro or am i pro? its like i dunno what crazy time and i'm still up.. why?? cause i'm studying for stats. but before that i had to finish up econ proj and pass to ching, finalise excel and email to brian and jeannie, do excel hw cause no one else's gonna do (but i enjoy doing excel anyway. haa!), and finally do marketing ppt. all done. while i was studying for stats, as usual, i kept getting distracted. just a moment ago i was walking around my room looking at stuff and trying out pretty clothes cause i was bored. and now i'm blogging. HAHA! when am i ever gonna finish studying stats. the test is like in less than 12 hrs time and i'm soooo not ready for it. AHAHAHAAA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-9204886338385187239?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/9204886338385187239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=9204886338385187239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/9204886338385187239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/9204886338385187239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/am-i-pro-or-am-i-pro-its-like-i-dunno.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-4306073624010622809</id><published>2009-01-19T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T23:25:51.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>do you or do you not? i dont know what you're thinking. wouldnt it be much easier if you'd just admit it? or at least say what you've been trying to say all these while. that way i wouldnt have to think about it so much. or is that what you're trying to do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-4306073624010622809?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4306073624010622809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=4306073624010622809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/4306073624010622809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/4306073624010622809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/do-you-or-do-you-not-i-dont-know-what.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-6074592453388568530</id><published>2009-01-18T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T00:16:01.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>are you jealous?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-6074592453388568530?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6074592453388568530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=6074592453388568530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/6074592453388568530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/6074592453388568530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/are-you-jealous.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-1645157712297233691</id><published>2009-01-16T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T00:49:29.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i just dont get what some people are trying to say. like there always seems to be something that they're hinting. or is it just me thinking too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm happy today. somehow the whole day i've been happy. =) i've been more cheerful lately. well at least thats what i've heard. ^.^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-1645157712297233691?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1645157712297233691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=1645157712297233691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/1645157712297233691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/1645157712297233691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/sometimes-i-just-dont-get-what-some.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-2902732991435103022</id><published>2009-01-12T13:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T13:51:20.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haish. i feel like a loser right now. its like 1.37pm and what the hell am i doing at home? i'm supposed to be in sch doing proj since 10am for god's sake!!! but i'm sick. i've been running to the toilet for like dunno how many million times since last night when i got home. we were supposed to finalise the marketing proj and hand it in by 5pm today. and i was supposed to finish the analysis last night but obviously i couldnt. and there are like so many things in my head i dont know how to type out in words. they finished the proj without me so that means i practically did nothing for the proj and i feel like shit. i feel like a loser i feel like j.. cause ppl always say he doesnt do work in proj grps. and now i fucking feel like him cause even though i didnt intend for it, truth is i didnt do anything!!!!! and nothing at this point will make it better. even if i did all the ppt and all the i dunno what for presentation its still not very much for me to be proud of. i feel guilty towards my grp and like i said i feel like a fucking loser. i dont even wanna start thinking what their peer evaluation scores for me are gonna be like. there goes my A. but its all my fault thats why i'm even more pissed cause its my fault cause i screwed up!!! fuck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant go to school today and besides the proj problem i also have a stats test. a 10% test. and i have yet to make it to the doc's to get my mc so that i could possibly get a retest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is, i screwed up BIG time this round and i have nothing to say for myself cause it all wont make sense anyway and i officially feel like a fucking idiot who's a god damn loser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-2902732991435103022?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/2902732991435103022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=2902732991435103022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/2902732991435103022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/2902732991435103022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/haish.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-4124178507332282619</id><published>2009-01-03T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T22:13:37.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm super pissed. had a haircut yesterday. NEVER GO TO FRANCIS &amp;amp; JEAN SALON AT FAR EAST PLAZA!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT FUCKING SUCKS!!! i went there with shiying ytd and had a haircut and this FATSO OLD WOMAN BY THE NAME OF JEAN LEE cut my hair and SHE SUCKS TO THE CORE!!!! i told her i dont wanna cut it short i just wanna layer it. i even emphasized on not cutting it short. and she said ok and said "i'll keep the length for you." in the end? the first snip and THREE INCHES WHERE GONE!!!! just like tha!!!! and as she continued to cut more hair came off!!!! the end product?? MY HAIR IS OFFICIALLY FIVE INCHES SHORTER!!!!! FIVE EFFING INCHES!!!! ITS NOT FIVE CM ITS FIVE INCHES!!! when she finished she still had the cheek to say "see! the length is still there." i felt like slapping her right in the face ok!!!!!!!!! if she wasnt an old lady i would have screamed at here on the spot!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fringe looks damn spartan cause she layered too much and the bottom has a horrible shape. its like a disgusting cross between normal, punk, and ah lian. she layered my hair so much that its like super super spartan like some 13 yr old teen. i'm fucking 17 yrs old and she should know better than to fashion my hair this way. i fucking hate this hairstyle and i cant even find a way to make my hair not look disgusting. even if i tie up the bottom part my fringe still looks like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i went home i just cried like crazy cause i was so devastated. everyone close enough to me would know how much i love my hair. i love my hair even more than my face ok. i would die if i dont use conditioner, and i even use leave on conditioners. i refuse to use any chemicals on my hair like hair sprays or gels or whateer shit. i even refuse to blow dry my hair at night when i bathe even if im super tired and going to zonk of anytime. that is how much i love my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i cant even stand looking into the mirror. i cant stand looking at myself in any sort of reflection. i loved looking into the mirror and playing with my hair and doing up my hair. i loved waking up in the morning to see my hair nice and neat even though i slept in stupid positions at night. i loved walking and just do my thing and feel the wind in my hair and even though i probably look weird i'd just feel so damn good cause i LOVE my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now? i fucking hate everything. i cant twirl my hair when i'm bored cause its too damn short i cant do up my hair. i cant walk and feel the wind in my hair cause the fucking woman layered it too much even though i told her not to to the extend its too damn light and the wind doesnt get trapped it just goes through and gone. i cant stand looking into the mirror cause all i see is a fucking ugly head of hair that looks like grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a hairstyle either makes u or breaks you. right now I FEEL UGLY. people keep telling me that it'll grow back it'll grow back. but thing is my hair takes EONS i grow long. the last time i cut my hair was 6 onths ago and back then my hair was alreadty longer than what i have right now. in other words its gonna take me like what? EIGHT MONTHS to grow back to what i had??!?!?!?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel fucking unhappy right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-4124178507332282619?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4124178507332282619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=4124178507332282619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/4124178507332282619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/4124178507332282619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-super-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-3623121766205011052</id><published>2009-01-01T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:45:49.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO HELLO!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! ITS 2009 BABY! YEA MAN WOOHOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling high for some reason! going around saying "hello hello" to friends on msn. hehe! but who cares! its the new year and why not use it as an excuse to be happy and celebrate eh? woohoo! =D&lt;br /&gt;hmmm i didnt have much celebrations for the new yr. no party no gathering. just me sitting in my living rm alone watching tv. boohoo eh? nah wasnt that bad. at least i had some alone time. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm on wed we got back our access ica2 results. and guess what? i got..... drum roll......... 90/100!!!!!! WOOHOO!!! i've never scored this well for any test in poly!! its like 2nd highest in class!!! the highest was raymond with 100/100 but that's expected. but me!! ME?!?!! 2nd highest??? thats like OMG!!!! i beat ifah! i beat CHING GEE!!!! no one beats ching gee besides raymond!!!! can u imagine my joy and excitement?? only 4 ppl got As in class. and like half the class failed. this is damn awesome. like omfg awesome. ms chua arranged the test papers according to score from lowest to highest and when she was reading the failed ones i was chanting "dont call me dont call me" and all the time until she reached those who got Cs and i was like what? i got either an A or B? i was alost going crazy till she called my name second last!!! like OMG!!!! till now i cant really believe it but ya it happened yea? feel kinda bad towards shiying cause she didnt do v well and i felt eeevil being happy in front of her. hmm hope i didnt make her feel worse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm anyways. hope that 2009 will be an even better year than 2008 and may all things go well! and what else do i hope for? hmmmm i hope for more love! yea baby! CHEERS! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-3623121766205011052?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/3623121766205011052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=3623121766205011052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/3623121766205011052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/3623121766205011052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-hello-happy-new-year-its-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-965075255491310872</id><published>2008-12-30T21:22:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T00:28:45.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO HELLO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been ages since i last blogged.. hmmm school started this week and its been great so far. the J thing went better than i expected and i swear i cant be any more relieved than i am cause i was feeling so heavy hearted and guilty and all. evon hasnt come to school so far and it really does make a diff when she's not around. shiying agrees too. we both think that somehow she brings this very negative vibe along with her. but so far she's mia so alls happy! brian's been ill and cant come to school. poor guy. hope he gets well soon. and reyner that lazy bum's still slacking in indo. hope he comes back soon. raymond seems to be dying of boredom without him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas passed and i must say this year's christmas really is quite gloomy. not much celebration going on. even my annual christmas party/meet up with my relatives was canceled. boohoo! my mom didnt give me any christmas presents too. pfft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SVox1rulI_I/AAAAAAAAAJk/dU3ONkBa9d4/s1600-h/DSC02864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SVox1rulI_I/AAAAAAAAAJk/dU3ONkBa9d4/s320/DSC02864.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285591911013622770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my x'mas tree this yr! this yr the theme's red! =) i swear its super cute. there's like red and silver ball ball ornaments of so many diff sizes. giant, big, medium, small, tiny, and as my sis puts it, tiny-er. so cute la!!! besides that there are little christmas lightings hiden in the tree of course, and also some other cute ornaments. giant glittered snow flakes, tiny silver mistletoes, frosted glass snowmen (you can pop a light bulb in it and it'll glow! cool eh?), and even little x'mas socks! i see u trying to spot them in the pic! heh! ^.^ so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this school hols i was kinda busy during the first week. what's new eh? heheh! i had some YOG hosting training camp thing and we had to go through some kinda auditions both solo and in pairs. so in the end i got the "host" position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SVo4DeGXolI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/3z9MVAiHiGY/s1600-h/DSC02852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SVo4DeGXolI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/3z9MVAiHiGY/s320/DSC02852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285598744943239762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;slacking time woohoo! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SVo4EIw175I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/yjsxogU1uek/s1600-h/DSC02834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SVo4EIw175I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/yjsxogU1uek/s320/DSC02834.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285598756395675538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bob's chatting up the bitch. seriously.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SVo4CglHwHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/NXrfa-E9ozw/s1600-h/DSC02837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SVo4CglHwHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/NXrfa-E9ozw/s320/DSC02837.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285598728429224050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the girl who's name escapes me on the left's from cedar. then there's jeanette and melody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SVo6LcEXrxI/AAAAAAAAAKE/0O3akU9mhBk/s1600-h/DSC02831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SVo6LcEXrxI/AAAAAAAAAKE/0O3akU9mhBk/s320/DSC02831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285601080860192530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kenneth found tanglin road on the floor and decided to save it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out twice with shermy to chomps for dinner/supper. and both times we chilled at ice3 after chomps. hmm was quite fun chilling with him. we promised to meet up more often before my mom comes back from US but then he suddenly got the chicky pox. poor thing.. i feel kinda guilty not being able to go meet him and accompany him. shermy if you're reading this, get well soon ok? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SVo6L-efFKI/AAAAAAAAAKU/JmsA_MVVxaI/s1600-h/DSC02771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SVo6L-efFKI/AAAAAAAAAKU/JmsA_MVVxaI/s320/DSC02771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285601090096534690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;food at chomps just rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SVo6LlLHi_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/2hHZdw3HNRw/s1600-h/DSC02766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SVo6LlLHi_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/2hHZdw3HNRw/s320/DSC02766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285601083304414194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my face looks screwed! heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SVo6Mkoyj7I/AAAAAAAAAKk/lHt18h6_19Q/s1600-h/DSC02789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SVo6Mkoyj7I/AAAAAAAAAKk/lHt18h6_19Q/s320/DSC02789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285601100340301746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;love the giant heart shaped pillows at ice3!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SVo6MV7f5hI/AAAAAAAAAKc/L3aBXlUbMcI/s1600-h/DSC02786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SVo6MV7f5hI/AAAAAAAAAKc/L3aBXlUbMcI/s320/DSC02786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285601096392238610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; weeee! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SVo8MNLH9vI/AAAAAAAAAKs/fbGOWYQ_6jY/s1600-h/DSC02798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SVo8MNLH9vI/AAAAAAAAAKs/fbGOWYQ_6jY/s320/DSC02798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285603293065115378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ICE CREAM!!! numnumnum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SVo8MjjD_dI/AAAAAAAAAK0/IBi0NW4a2lU/s1600-h/DSC02807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SVo8MjjD_dI/AAAAAAAAAK0/IBi0NW4a2lU/s320/DSC02807.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285603299071098322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is what u'll get from trying to take a snapshot of me while i'm having me ice cream.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SVo8MzX8jwI/AAAAAAAAAK8/ef0F5ZdBjQk/s1600-h/DSC02829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SVo8MzX8jwI/AAAAAAAAAK8/ef0F5ZdBjQk/s320/DSC02829.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285603303319441154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;are we cool or what? heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;last sat had archery outing at east coast. had games planned by alumni geriboy and it finished earlier than expected at 11 plus. so went for lunch at BK and then decided to go cycling after lunch instead of going home. so we cycled from 1pm all the way till 6pm. from area C to area G then back to C and then till A and back to C and then G again and finally back to area C. confused? heh! and we all know how big one area is at east coast. haha! madness eh? luckily the sun wasnt that strong that day and we didnt get any sun burn. i was so afraid i'd fall down again cause the last time i was at east coast cycling i fell and i still have 2 scars from it. but amazingly i didnt! wee! ^.^ proud! when i finally got off my bike at the bike rental my butt was so sore and jellified that i almost fell and my bike crashed to the ground. hilarious! shant mention what happened during dinner. so embarrassing. hehee! well ultimately we had fun! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6ccb1932115d4b9a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6ccb1932115d4b9a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331362264%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2F9D10CEEE8A912D02A7CB56ED7F74C7865B2E70.C0290658E481750A53879F1F8CA079DACF9DA17%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6ccb1932115d4b9a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfkMnO3LCji9zbfWUFQp41DG_QxA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6ccb1932115d4b9a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331362264%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2F9D10CEEE8A912D02A7CB56ED7F74C7865B2E70.C0290658E481750A53879F1F8CA079DACF9DA17%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6ccb1932115d4b9a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfkMnO3LCji9zbfWUFQp41DG_QxA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe aaron &amp;amp; cj had to do a damn gay forfeit during the games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SVpAH2MlyWI/AAAAAAAAALE/munViOJmbRs/s1600-h/DSC02859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SVpAH2MlyWI/AAAAAAAAALE/munViOJmbRs/s320/DSC02859.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285607616224282978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that's us in the sunset. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;okie dokie! time for me to go. this post should be quite interesting for u all eh? lotsa pics and stuff! =) HAPPY EVE OF THE EVE OF NEW YEAR! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-965075255491310872?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6ccb1932115d4b9a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/965075255491310872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=965075255491310872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/965075255491310872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/965075255491310872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-hello-its-been-ages-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SVox1rulI_I/AAAAAAAAAJk/dU3ONkBa9d4/s72-c/DSC02864.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-3312303719594226201</id><published>2008-11-19T02:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T02:01:48.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/winged/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;You are Judgement&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Happiness, Content, Joy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Judgment is related to the Hebrew letter Shin, which is fiery and spiritual. A break from the past, going forward.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;With Fire as its ruling element, Judgement is about rebirth or ressurection. The idea of Judgement day is that the dead rise, their sins are forgiven, and they move onto heaven. The Judgement card is similar, it asks the resurrection to summon the past, forgive it, and let it go. There are wounds from the past that we never let heal, sins we've committed that we refuse to forgive, bad habits we haven't the courage to lose. Judgement advises us to finally face these, recognize that the past is past, and put them to rest, absolutely and irrevocably. This is also a card of healing, quite literally from an accident or illness, as well as a card signaling great transformation, renewal, change.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot" target="_blank"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-3312303719594226201?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/3312303719594226201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=3312303719594226201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/3312303719594226201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/3312303719594226201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-are-judgement-happiness-content-joy.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-3520050476660685314</id><published>2008-11-17T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:02:52.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/winged/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Wheel of Fortune&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Good fortune and happiness but sometimes a species of &lt;br /&gt;intoxication with success&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Wheel of Fortune is all about big things, luck, change, fortune. Almost always good fortune. You are lucky in all things that you do and happy with the things that come to you. Be careful that success does not go to your head however. Sometimes luck can change.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-3520050476660685314?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/3520050476660685314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=3520050476660685314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/3520050476660685314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/3520050476660685314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-are-wheel-of-fortune-good-fortune.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-9112198062710005475</id><published>2008-11-07T00:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T01:10:32.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yoyoyoo!!! ok shall make a short post before going to sleep. damn tired. hmm today we had eff writing mock test for ica 1. well the letter i must say its rather simple though i kept second guessing myself here and there and it made me a lil frustrated. not forgeting the super cold aircon. i was already wearing my fuzzy jacket (i like to call my Fila jacket fuzzy jacket. if you see it you'll get why.) and yet i was still cold.. anyway the letter was section 2 the first section.. hmm some were quite clear cut but there were some that just didnt make any sense at all. so all in all... i'm quite doubtful. vivien lee said she'll look through briefly and probably pick some real gd ones and some real bad ones to share with the class to see what the common mistakes are and bla bla.. well i'm just hoping that if my paper gets chosen then yeah but hopefully its cause its a gd paper not a bad one.. =x worrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya! i finally saw fufu from obs in sch today. i mean he's in SEG so he's always all the way at the other end but today somehow he was at SBM hmmm maybe he was making his way to the sports area or to the SAO. dunno but yeah!!! =) now all thats left is kenny, loretta, xiang yun, and vincent. hmmm maybe i wont be keen to see vincent but anyhow it'll still be nice to see him around i guess. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bed time!! my mom just came out to scold me and she refuses to believe that its 1 am. she thinks its like 3 am or something. weird woman. ok nights ppl! ^.^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-9112198062710005475?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/9112198062710005475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=9112198062710005475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/9112198062710005475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/9112198062710005475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2008/11/yoyoyoo-ok-shall-make-short-post-before.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-5913981051633793248</id><published>2008-11-06T00:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T00:57:58.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woohoo!!! ok so mark richman is super duper cool!!!! ^.^ he's like super fun and super friendly and i dunno like throughout the whole session i was either laughing a lot or smiling like crazy. its so fun!!! WEEEE!! ok there was one part where we were required to work in groups to do stuff and i ended up acting as a really crazy person.. like reeeeally crazy.. screaming and shouting and blaa... kenneth said i was scary in a weird way. shooots.... anyway!! i'd like to think i was being outgoing and daring. oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i've mentioned i was super bored waiting for the course to start. while waiting i decided to draw. and this is what i drew!!! WEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SRHNGa74nZI/AAAAAAAAAJU/jIkQaNcYWxA/s1600-h/DSC02481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SRHNGa74nZI/AAAAAAAAAJU/jIkQaNcYWxA/s320/DSC02481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265214949566225810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cartoon drawings of everyone in the clique!! well i thought it was nice to draw like really everyone like its cool and i was bored with all the time in the world anyway. heez!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SRHN8W2TVDI/AAAAAAAAAJc/k8x2hWwo-V8/s1600-h/DSC02478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SRHN8W2TVDI/AAAAAAAAAJc/k8x2hWwo-V8/s320/DSC02478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265215876182004786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i drew the cartoon of hazi at the bottom of the paper cause there wasnt enough space so i couldnt fit it into the pic with the rest. but its still cute!! =D i bet some of u were thinking i'm being evil by not including her right? i'm not so bad ok!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-5913981051633793248?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5913981051633793248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=5913981051633793248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/5913981051633793248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/5913981051633793248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2008/11/woohoo-ok-so-mark-richman-is-super.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SRHNGa74nZI/AAAAAAAAAJU/jIkQaNcYWxA/s72-c/DSC02481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-7645769055378045722</id><published>2008-11-05T15:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T10:20:47.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>marketing now.. MUKESH KUMAR!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super tired. last night i was still counting my money and telling myself that i cant afford to spend on taxi rides anymore which means i have to wake up and not oversleep anymore. but crap i overslept again today and had to take a cab. and off went my $11.35... i swear that taking a cab during peak hrs suck!!!! anyways mr kumar's giving us a break now so soon it'll be lesson time again. ok and the time is now!! =D later!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-7645769055378045722?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7645769055378045722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=7645769055378045722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/7645769055378045722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/7645769055378045722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2008/11/marketing-now.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-5634383779475584151</id><published>2008-11-05T15:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T15:55:44.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm super bored now.. i'm in school waiting for the emcee course to start. hmmm ok i cant wait for the course to start cause well its a super good opportunity and bla and i dunno... somehow just super excited!! weee!!!! ^.^ but the thing is my lessons end at 12pm and omfg la!!!! the actual course starts at 6pm!!!!! i have to wait for 6 freakin' hrs!!!! O.O well stupid me didnt consider that i could have like gone home and come back later on.. =.= but now its too late to go home anyway aite? bleah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-5634383779475584151?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5634383779475584151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=5634383779475584151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/5634383779475584151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/5634383779475584151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-super-bored-now.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-7130010273105728324</id><published>2008-11-04T22:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T22:21:35.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok this video i know is like long ago. BUT!! the two of them are damn gd u must agree. hmm anyway which do u prefer? i prefer yang zhong wei. ^.^ what about you? besides i totally love this song. its like so damn touching and the feel is so nice! anyway tag me ur ans yea? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="308"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wQdiaorSJ_k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wQdiaorSJ_k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="308"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-7130010273105728324?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7130010273105728324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=7130010273105728324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/7130010273105728324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/7130010273105728324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2008/11/ok-this-video-i-know-is-like-long-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-3569964178067705241</id><published>2008-11-04T00:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T00:33:16.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyhey!!! i found this on youtube when i was just doing some random search and damn they're good! like if you see the video you can totally tell that they're just having some fun and not like super serious about it yet they already sing THIS good?!?!! like i have to give it to them cause they're like super good!!!!! and this song isn't easy to sing... and the girl, Cathy, she's REAL good with the harmonizing part like.. omg!!! i mean it really is tough try it yourself and you'll know.. jealous! pfft! ohoh and i love this song a lot too!! ^.^ ok watch and enjoy!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="308"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9tntx2SkEDI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9tntx2SkEDI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="308"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. try searching the guy's name in youtube. he has a lot of videos of himself singing and this one here is probably when he was younger cause the others are of him looking really style and bla.. anyway he's real good with singing and if you try linking here and there you'll find the girl too and video of her singing and bla too. yada yada.. anyways you get what i'm saying they're awesome so go watch!!! see!! i'm so nice to introduce videos for you guys to watch! =) weee!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-3569964178067705241?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/3569964178067705241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=3569964178067705241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/3569964178067705241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/3569964178067705241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-8410438874019881011</id><published>2008-11-02T18:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T20:31:34.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i was really dumb today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as usual i went to plaza sing for flute class at 3pm. when i was preparing to leave the house somehow i kept thinking that i should check the course calender just in case but i was feeling stubborn and didnt. so when i reached plaza sing and had already gone up to the yamaha level i suddenly had this gut feeling that i somehow just had to check the calender. so i did. and bam! there it was clearly highlighted in green that today was an "all courses holiday". wonderful. mind you i was standing outside yamaha. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells so i decided to go walk around for a short while to hunt for a handphone neck-strap. (dont ask we why. i just felt like getting one.) i thought it'd be easy but damn i couldnt find anything at all.. pffft! BUT!! i found a nice dog tag that has my name on it. ok it's not the sexiest dog tag around but something about it just made me like it so i bought it. =) damn i'm spendtrift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i continued to walk and walk around ps and ok the list of things i wanted just kept increasing!!! and it just felt shitty cause its recession and i need to stop spending money like crazy. its all my mom's fault i tell you.. the last few days she kept nagging at me about recession recession recession... and now its drilled into my head. pffft!! hmm oh oh!!! the other day on mon which was deepavali i went out with my obs watch. GO TOCK SENG!! =) ok ya so i bought a woollen scarf from m)phosis that day! so in love with it!!!! yay-ness!! ya so you see!!! i sooo need to save money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg! save money... the words "save money" actually came out of my mouth... what is the world coming to.. crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anyway so i shopped around and at one point i nearly bought a wallet and a pair of earrings from Dorothy Perkins. i swear the earrings were so sexaye but i had to control myself.. and when the sales lady took out a new peice of the wallet i suddenly lost interest.. hmmm so ya i didnt buy them in the end. went to m)phosis in search of a wallet which was when i realised that m)phosis bags and wallets are seriously a bore! i mean my current wallet was from m)phosis and after soooo long their designs are still almost the same!! and the bag i bought for my mom's birthday last yr is still there!! boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i told myself one last stop and then its home. so i went to Charles &amp;amp; Keith and damn the bags are soooo sexaye i swear!!! i mean after walking around the store, i practically wanted all the bags there but there were like 3/4 bags that i seriously wanted to buy. had it not been for the fact that my mom would kill me when she sees me walking through the house door with a big Charles &amp;amp; Keith paper bag, and the fact that i cant decide between the 3 that i liked, i would have seriously bought one of them. well which one i dont know. hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE NOT HAVING MONEY TO SPEND!!!!!!!!!!!!! especially when i'm in the mood to shop!!! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya!! while i was shopping i suddenly felt proud of myself! you see i dont ever shop alone cause i dont like it. like i dont like people to give me the look like i'm such a loner with no friends to shop with. but somehow today i didnt feel all that bad. i felt ok! ^.^ and then i had a thought. i started wondering if my sis would be proud of me if she knew. cause she enjoys shopping alone and always cant understand why i dont like to shop alone and doesnt see the problem. hmmm well i dont know about her but i feel proud of myself!!! (its stupid i know) WEEEE!! ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so these are the bags i like. i seriously cant make up my mind so i need you guys' opinion. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ok for this one i cant deside which colour i like better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SQ2SaU4dfyI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Vk-ixnnomn4/s1600-h/grey+london.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SQ2SaU4dfyI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Vk-ixnnomn4/s320/grey+london.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264024520445755170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SQ2SaHPYljI/AAAAAAAAAI8/st7clVl9Ky8/s1600-h/brown+london.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SQ2SaHPYljI/AAAAAAAAAI8/st7clVl9Ky8/s320/brown+london.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264024516783806002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SQ2SZ8Tf_6I/AAAAAAAAAI0/WoAA1g1P-kk/s1600-h/364262_white_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SQ2SZ8Tf_6I/AAAAAAAAAI0/WoAA1g1P-kk/s320/364262_white_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264024513848278946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;white&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SQ2SZvuT-NI/AAAAAAAAAIs/H3D_OyBjlxw/s1600-h/380001_grey_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SQ2SZvuT-NI/AAAAAAAAAIs/H3D_OyBjlxw/s320/380001_grey_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264024510471076050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this looks cool but something feels weird about it.. but still cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SQ2SZPChe2I/AAAAAAAAAIk/RLj5LJpjYzg/s1600-h/364259_white_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SQ2SZPChe2I/AAAAAAAAAIk/RLj5LJpjYzg/s320/364259_white_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264024501697477474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;well this is probably my fav but somehow it feels slightly common. but i like that it can be a sling too and it looks way better in real life compared to this pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SQ2UA7jjtfI/AAAAAAAAAJM/9NZzZXG4lvE/s1600-h/black+classic+tode.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 289px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SQ2UA7jjtfI/AAAAAAAAAJM/9NZzZXG4lvE/s320/black+classic+tode.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264026283173721586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok i like this one quite a lot too but i only saw it in the website when i was looking for pics to show u guys. hope they do sell in stores. i like the classic audrey hepburn kinda look it has. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;there's one more bag i like but the pic they have of it online seriously doesnt do it justice and i just refuse to show it. plus it doesnt have the pic of the brownish grey version i like. the black sucks. ok so i seriously need to get a new bag real soon cause my potato sack sorta spoiled. for ur info my potato sack refers to my big roundish esprit bag. thats why i've been carrying my brown back-pack which i seriously think looks really ah-lian.. yep so i madly need a new bag for school. as to where i'm gonna get the money to buy it i really dont know.. crap!! birthday coming soon but my mom doesnt seem willing to get me a bag for my present in fact she yelled at me when i asked her.. pfft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so thats all for today. omg this is like a seriously long post... so if you managed to read till this point congrats! and yay for me cause you're a great friend who doesnt mind reading my nonsense!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya round!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-8410438874019881011?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/8410438874019881011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=8410438874019881011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/8410438874019881011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/8410438874019881011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2008/11/ok-i-was-really-dumb-today.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SQ2SaU4dfyI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Vk-ixnnomn4/s72-c/grey+london.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-3274988373906497288</id><published>2008-10-24T02:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T02:40:18.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yoyoyo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so in attempt to "revive" my blog i have changed my blogskin as very much requested by my sis. yes the one in aussie. which other sis did u think i have? ok so what do u guys think about my new skin? drop me a tag ya? well that is if anyone still bothers to visit my blog cause i've not really blogged for a while. hmmm oh well lets hope people come back on their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so this skin is a lighter colour not what i'd usually have for a blogskin but i guess change is nice ya? since all the skins i've had since my blog was created were black colour themed anyway. oh ya! this skin has an Archive. like omg i just realised how omfg old this blog is!!! like omfg!!! since april 2005... wow i didnt even know i've been blogging for so long! well ya in between there are a few months where i go mia but still... APRIL 2005!!! woa!!!! O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough for now. its damn late and i wanna sleep. don't wanna be late for classes again.. not every lecturer is as nice as mr kumar.. in fact i think NO one is as nice as him when it comes to attendence. HE ROCKS!! =) ok nights peeps and i promise i really will update on the sep holiday happenings ya?? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-3274988373906497288?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/3274988373906497288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=3274988373906497288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/3274988373906497288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/3274988373906497288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2008/10/yoyoyo-ok-so-in-attempt-to-revive-my.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-3555024331020677784</id><published>2008-10-23T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T00:53:25.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i swear being hardworking is damn tiring... and trying to strike a balance with things is so difficult.... damn tired right now.. i shall blog more about the great stuff thats happened during the hols when i have more energy and am feeling more "high". oh well... even though i'm drained i must say today, somehow, was quite a nice day. shall update more next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. my nails are turquoise with glitter. sexaye aye?? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-3555024331020677784?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/3555024331020677784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=3555024331020677784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/3555024331020677784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/3555024331020677784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2008/10/ok-i-swear-being-hardworking-is-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-5169908448637965160</id><published>2008-09-11T12:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T00:50:35.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyhey!!!! ok its been damn long since i blogged. so since hannah requested i'm gonna start blogging again. hmmm i'm at poly forum now. since monday i've been having forum every single day.. omfg right? ya damn tired. i've got headache and sore throat and cough and fatigue and blah. everyone here is tired anyways. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weixin went home to get the documents for silra's home and minds so i'm practically dying of boredom. brendan's not here too and hui min's busy. so i'm seriously dying of boredom. its so fun with them around u know! it helps me not feel irritated by certain crazy idiots here at forum. very few but ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing archery a lot... =( especially my darling angels!!! hannah, fio, sandra, jaz, cherie, and of course uncle!!!! weee!!! i cant go for archery the whole week and can only go on sat. but my worry is that by sat i'd be all beaten up and about to die. ='( damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd be missing so many things this hols cause i'm so damn busy... i dont get to send reyner off when he left for indo, i dont get to go out with shiying and the rest and i dont get to go archery and i cant meet up with friends, i'd be missing the important meeting with ms jan, and many many more! ARGH!!! T.T major omfg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note.. besides all the shit crap, i get to know so many cool ppl at forum. like sweet sweet weixin he's like a damn gd bro and huimin such a sweety oh man i love so many pl here!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya and not to forget the many many pics we all took so anyways i'd load the pics soon ok? so for now... bye!!! ^.^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-5169908448637965160?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5169908448637965160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=5169908448637965160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/5169908448637965160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/5169908448637965160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2008/09/heyhey-ok-its-been-damn-long-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-5435396508840434237</id><published>2008-07-05T19:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T23:52:42.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the contradictions of life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when the pace of life gets too fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to stop and gaze at the clouds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lay on vast fields and count the stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to escape to the forest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to listen to nature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trees singing in the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wildlife in action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to stroll by the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to feel the sand between my toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and feel the wind gently carressing my hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't that be nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but had ours lives not been so fast paced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had our lives not been so filled with troubles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would we still be able to embrace the beauty of nature?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-5435396508840434237?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5435396508840434237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=5435396508840434237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/5435396508840434237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/5435396508840434237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2008/07/sometimes-when-pace-of-life-gets-too.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-4801456821537909489</id><published>2008-06-29T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T23:56:12.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SGerN18AiiI/AAAAAAAAAGM/F8o6vrzAWIM/s1600-h/P1010944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217326947637430818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SGerN18AiiI/AAAAAAAAAGM/F8o6vrzAWIM/s320/P1010944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was so totally cool!! =) i met shermy at 1 plus today and we headed to taka to meet jolene. then we went around shopping for stuff. jolene bought so much stuff recently! her new shoes and bag look totally cool! shermy wanted to go to Pull &amp;amp; Bear and i ended up buying a bag there. like we all agreed that the bag was pretty and so i bought it. then we shopped more and bought ice-cream from Dairy Queen. omg ice-cream on a hot day is wonderful seriously! so we CAMwhored before jolene had to go off. so sweet sweet shermy accompanied me to Mark &amp;amp; Spencer. omg there were some really pretty shoes but they didnt have my size.. we actually wanted to go to paragon's branch cause they usually have my size there but we didnt have time cause i ended up shopping at Gap, Mango and Esprit. there was like 50% off almost everything at Gap and i bought 2 caps after choosing for so damn long and shermy bought 1 cap (i made him tempted! hee!). the 2 caps only cost me $32!! what a steal!!!! =D then we saw pretty clothes at Mango but i couldnt be bothered to try cause the queue was so damn long. so off to Esprit we went and i saw this reeeeeally gorgeous white coloured cap with embroided details!! but it cost $25.90 and i already bought 2 caps before. and then i saw this pretty pretty bag which was originally $129.90 but it was selling at only $49.90!!!! like it was yelling at me to buy it! and then omg! there was this wonderful scarf which suited me so well!! shermy was like saying it's so my style! but it was so ex!! so after much thought and much calculation on shermy's calculator, i finally decided to get the bag only. =( the cap's like a new release so it should be there for quite a while.. i promise, i'll be back to get that cap!!! =( oh man.. so in total, i got myself 1 bag from Pull &amp;amp; Bear, 1 bag from Esprit, and 2 caps from Gap! after shopping accompanied shermy to his tuition place and then i went off. i felt so damn happy after shopping with shermy! THANKS SHEMRY!!! i've been feeling down about stuff recently and you've been a great listener!!! thx a lot!!!! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-4801456821537909489?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4801456821537909489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=4801456821537909489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/4801456821537909489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/4801456821537909489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2008/06/today-was-so-totally-cool-i-met-shermy.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SGerN18AiiI/AAAAAAAAAGM/F8o6vrzAWIM/s72-c/P1010944.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-5698988051067405020</id><published>2008-06-28T18:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T19:03:54.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>byebye to "someone" &amp;amp; "hey". though you two are probably the same person. regardless, BYE! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-5698988051067405020?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5698988051067405020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=5698988051067405020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/5698988051067405020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/5698988051067405020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2008/06/byebye-to-someone-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-5977197251229884482</id><published>2008-06-25T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T15:42:03.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i feel dumb. after much walking around i'm finally in the library alone. after school today we had meeting with ms janette in the SA office meeting room for the F1 event and then we went around printing the flyers, tickets, and committee passes. then we went to get some supplies and then we went to the library to sit down and discuss. so we plonked ourselves in a random corner and started discussing. and after that chrsity, shawn, and jc had to go off and ifah stayed to accompany me cause i begged her to cause i have to stay till 4pm which is my MILK comm meeting. so she accompanied me till 2.45 pm or so and then we headed to the SA office to book stuff for the road show booths. then ifah and i split at block J cause i thought i could go sit at a table near the nypal room where they have power plugs but end up all the tables were taken so i went up to the fifth floor but there were still taken and then to the sixth and it was the same. so i went to take the lift down and this guy was staring at me like i'm some crazy girl who climbed six stories to just take the lift down while carrying a pile of flyers. =.= so i headed back to library and here i am. i feel so damn dumb la. anyway.. i have 20 mins left till my meeting.. i wonder how my comm members are like. hope i get along with them. &gt;.&lt; oh man. ok gonna slowly pack up and head over. byebye! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-5977197251229884482?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5977197251229884482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=5977197251229884482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/5977197251229884482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/5977197251229884482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2008/06/ok-i-feel-dumb.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-7333173084322509517</id><published>2008-06-25T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T02:23:58.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SGE6IPCTAmI/AAAAAAAAAGE/F0p-lX4balc/s1600-h/DSC01591-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215513756621275746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SGE6IPCTAmI/AAAAAAAAAGE/F0p-lX4balc/s320/DSC01591-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so well we didnt get our POM results in the end. winnie didnt finish marking them. haish. christy was freaking out before POM tut cause she's really good at POM and she was hoping for good results. then during POM some dumb dumb person went to tell christy that winnie's only marked a bit and there were a few failures. so christy freaked out even more.. i mean seriously that person should have just shut it. oh well after a while she got better and all. and then something happened. hmmm..... oh well today was slightly better than yesterday for me cause i'm less emo. didnt think so much about my "emptiness" so i guess that helped? hmmm need to sleep now. there's econs tut later on. wonder if we're gonna get our results. oh and "No Air" is playing on 987. i'm totally in love with this song! ok! byebye! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-7333173084322509517?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7333173084322509517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=7333173084322509517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/7333173084322509517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/7333173084322509517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-well-we-didnt-get-our-pom-results-in.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SGE6IPCTAmI/AAAAAAAAAGE/F0p-lX4balc/s72-c/DSC01591-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-259725370027086714</id><published>2008-06-24T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T13:30:19.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its AFA lesson now and jowena is telling us cases of fraud. its quite interesting but most of all it wasted some of the time. so YEAH!! and now the lesson starts. =( later today we'll be getting back our POM ica1 results and i'm having mixed feelings about it cause i know very well that i wont be getting good results but yet i'm worried at how bad the results would be. hmmm. btw shawn is damn funny. he folded his shirt and put it on the table and lied on it to sleep. haa! so funny yet cute. christy is so fortunate. =) hmmmm ok i think its time i listened to jowena. if not when test time comes i'll get shit results again. byebye! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-259725370027086714?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/259725370027086714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=259725370027086714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/259725370027086714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/259725370027086714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-afa-lesson-now-and-jowena-is.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-7265273979331531664</id><published>2008-06-22T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T23:36:00.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>recently i dont know whats happening to me. i tend to get really forgetful like i forget things really easily. major case of stm. like major major case. and my views of life are constantly changing. sometimes i think i'm fine alone but sometimes i think i need someone by my side. sometimes i think i'm happy with my life and yet at times i think i hate my life. i'm constantly thinking about what people are thinking and yet i know i shouldnt be thinking so much cause its not good for me. i've worked so hard to change my temper and improve myself and yet at times i find myself sinking into the past unknowingly. what should i do? what CAN i do? i dont like this feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-7265273979331531664?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7265273979331531664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=7265273979331531664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/7265273979331531664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/7265273979331531664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2008/06/recently-i-dont-know-whats-happening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12249990.post-6606491299115672031</id><published>2008-06-19T18:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T18:40:02.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SFozT1kUz4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/Jm0L0kTYsBI/s1600-h/P1010806.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok! so i said i'll post more pics so here they are! =) this are the pics we took during the gathering on 17th june. shermy and i camWHORED like a lot a lot but i posted a few only. heheee!!! enjoy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SFozUTu8AsI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1JKXLptykSo/s1600-h/P1010797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213535942622315202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SFozUTu8AsI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1JKXLptykSo/s320/P1010797.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;shermy and i!!! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213535948096560290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SFozUoIGXKI/AAAAAAAAAF0/qTqP9q0tm1c/s320/P1010809.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;clarence and i. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SFozU8CWaFI/AAAAAAAAAF8/KJt-SF1Zbho/s1600-h/P1010806.JPG"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213535953441155154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SFozU8CWaFI/AAAAAAAAAF8/KJt-SF1Zbho/s320/P1010806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;norman!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SFoxdxdcnYI/AAAAAAAAAE8/F7jsgeI59UI/s1600-h/P1010803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213533906197585282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SFoxdxdcnYI/AAAAAAAAAE8/F7jsgeI59UI/s320/P1010803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pretty jolene!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SFoxgVZ0ZyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/iSH4q7UOAgk/s1600-h/P1010800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213533950205781794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SFoxgVZ0ZyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/iSH4q7UOAgk/s320/P1010800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i love this pic! dont't we look happy? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SFoxiTlZ42I/AAAAAAAAAFM/IsZGVYbCWOs/s1600-h/P1010799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213533984077243234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SFoxiTlZ42I/AAAAAAAAAFM/IsZGVYbCWOs/s320/P1010799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;candid shot! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SFoxiyBj_bI/AAAAAAAAAFU/5OzY1AFnZAk/s1600-h/P1010788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213533992248409522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SFoxiyBj_bI/AAAAAAAAAFU/5OzY1AFnZAk/s320/P1010788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me, clarence, jolene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SFoxi0IZnpI/AAAAAAAAAFc/5Yl5gS2N3yw/s1600-h/P1010780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213533992813960850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SFoxi0IZnpI/AAAAAAAAAFc/5Yl5gS2N3yw/s320/P1010780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SFowXgX7f1I/AAAAAAAAAEU/XXXL6Y-rI3I/s1600-h/DSC07430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213532699020197714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SFowXgX7f1I/AAAAAAAAAEU/XXXL6Y-rI3I/s320/DSC07430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MI click. ^^ &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SFowXxBfBdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Kf14v4C-dpg/s1600-h/DSC07428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213532703489459666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SFowXxBfBdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Kf14v4C-dpg/s320/DSC07428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the whole lot of us. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SFowYb1ZMBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/a_5_HRZHng4/s1600-h/DSC01490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213532714981470226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SFowYb1ZMBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/a_5_HRZHng4/s320/DSC01490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me, jolene, sherman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SFowYpf-LJI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ZEW9N4ueEA4/s1600-h/DSC01485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213532718649715858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SFowYpf-LJI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ZEW9N4ueEA4/s320/DSC01485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; while walking cx out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok! so thats it for now. from now on when i have posts i shall try to add in some pics ya? makes it less boring for you to read ya? =) ok! byebye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12249990-6606491299115672031?l=jassyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6606491299115672031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12249990&amp;postID=6606491299115672031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/6606491299115672031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12249990/posts/default/6606491299115672031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jassyme.blogspot.com/2008/06/ok-so-i-said-ill-post-more-pics-so-here.html' title=''/><author><name>jazz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_AZgmSgS_xgg/SFozUTu8AsI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1JKXLptykSo/s72-c/P1010797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
